Holiday Garland

One of my favorite things around this time of year is receiving holiday cards and seeing how all of my friends and family are doing. Kids grow so fast. In years past I have put them in a pile to go through them maybe once or twice, but this year I decided to get crafty. I decided to hang them garland style around my living room so that I could sit and stare at all the cards when I wanted to veg out. I've meditated much on these cards throughout this December.

All I did was hang them on fishing wire with small binder clips to make them stay. I used my picture frame molding so that I wouldn't have to put holes in the walls and voila! Far off people who I rarely see have been with me on a daily basis this December.

Gingerbread Cookies

About four years ago I tore a Michael Mina gingerbread recipe out of a Food & Wine magazine and waited 2 years to make it. Yes, I have about 500 recipes in a box that look REALLY good, but I have yet to cook/bake the darn things. Well I dug the gingerbread recipe out last year and made it- 3 times! I am already baking my second double recipe of it this year! These cookies are DELICIOUS, fun and so easy to make. I usually bake the cookies and then ice and decorate them later with the kids. (I stress too much if I let the kids use the cookie cutters because rolling out the dough and getting it into the oven takes some finessing without the kids...with the kids it's a deathwish.)

Vita Collage

I've mentioned this store before, but I had no images, so I feel compelled to create a post with pictures. Vita Collage is "a thoughtful assemblage of extraordinary items" and very difficult to find online, therefore I thought I'd do the world a service by creating a little visual teaser. This place is like no other. It is full of magical inspiration that sucks me in every time. On my last visit I found a wreath for my door, and this time I found a house for my house (more on that later). There are very few places that make my heart hum and this is one of them. I'll let these photos speak for themselves. The only comparable place as divine is John Derian in New York City (where I just bought 2 Moroccan poufs over the weekend-more on that later too;)

I've considered opening a small studio space where I would paint and teach art classes. If this idea ever crystalizes, the space will be put together with this piece of heaven in mind.