Friday, February 12, 2010

Passionate Kisses

As we head into this Valentine's Day weekend, I wanted to share these photos of tender and passionate kisses perfectly captured in black and white. I adore these moments stolen while out in public...

Noe Dewitt


William Garrett

As much as I love these quiet, gentle moments at home.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

A Siren Song

Last spring, I mentioned how although green was the accent color I'd used throughout many rooms in E's and my house, I had found myself craving blue. Living between two places, our house and apartment, I chose to move forward with incorporating blue into our interiors through the purchase of a blue velvet sofa for our apartment.

Maybe a story for another time, but bringing this specific piece into our lives was undoubtedly meant to be, and even after months of living with it, our sofa still makes me smile daily. The blue. The velvet. The tufting. The shape. I've been head over heels in L-O-V-E. I have grown more and more excited to settle into a new home where I've planned to make blue a prominent color in our main living space on account of this beauty.

Wrapped up in my new and exciting love, I've been ready to leave green behind without a second glance. And then I came upon this photo.


Homes & Gardens

Just when I thought I was over it, this room sings a siren song beckoning me back into the arms of green. I love everything about this space from the various shades of green to the beautiful framed botanical grouping.


Left: A Passion for Collecting via The City Sage. Right: Jessica Antola.

Looking through my saved images, I next uncovered these photos that also speak the praises of green-- specifically, a lovely mint hue different than the accents threaded through our house, which may be exactly why these spaces turned my head.


I have no intention of being a fickle lover to our blue sofa or my plans for its future home, but these images are a gentle reminder-- there is room enough in my heart to still have affection for my old flame, green.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

{Early} Moments- In Black & White

We've looked at the series of {Early} Moments in pieces, from when a bride has her hair and makeup done to the last glance she takes in the mirror after she is ready and all of the steps in between. In our look at these beautiful moments, there was one thing each image had in common-- they were all in color.

While I adore colored photos, there is also a unquestionably classic appeal to images devoid of such a rainbow of hues; for that reason, I wanted to share one final {Early} Moments-- the entire sequence in black and white-- and the tale told is a timeless one.


Friday, January 29, 2010

It's Friday Night...

While I can't believe it is already over, this week has definitely been one of those I'm glad to see end. I am sitting here drinking a cup of coffee and taking a moment to breathe, but I really need to start packing; this weekend, I am heading to Kentucky to see my best friend from college and celebrate her little girl's 1st birthday.


Noe Dewitt

There is nothing quite like catching up with an old friend in person, and I can't wait for my feet to hit that snowy ground. I hope you also have something planned for this weekend that you're looking forward to doing, even if it is simply doing nothing at all.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Black & Gold: Fashion

Before E's first deployment, as we began our transition from years of being "just friends" to being a couple, we only had a brief period together to sustain us through a year of separation. During that time, a lot of things felt exceptionally important. Talking. Sharing old memories. Creating new ones. Being side by side.


Annika Aschberg

And, for me, somehow so did making sure E was aware I was a "silver girl." I figured it couldn't hurt to offer some guidelines should he decide at some point to give me a gift of jewelry. Gold just wasn't my thing! When telling him this, I might have used the word "hate."

For our first Christmas as a couple, one spent on opposite continents, E gave me a silver bracelet. He had taken my words to heart.


James Bennett

Then, while E was still deployed, something happened. At first, I swore it was a one time thing, but slowly I realized it was more than a passing flirtation. I found myself adoring gold.

So, I added a pair of gold earrings to my jewelry collection. Soon after, a set of gold bangles found their way home with me too. In a state of utter bliss, my love affair continued.

I failed to confess my change of heart to E, but it wasn't long after he returned home that he discovered it for himself. One afternoon, I watched surprise and disbelief flash across E's face as he registered the color of metal hanging from my ears, and he exclaimed, "I thought you hated gold?!"

Perhaps hate was too strong a word.


Left and Right: Anthropologie