There are certain things you want your children to learn, like being considerate to other people, not talking with your mouth full, and everything there is to know about The Beatles. But then there are other things that you didn’t necessarily want them to learn, but they discover anyway, just by watching the example you set for them. Like how it’s funny when people burp (whoops- Lucy laughs every time I burp in front of her!), and mint chocolate chip ice cream is the purpose for living. Or at least, it’s one of the greatest joys in life. I’m not sure which mint chocolatey lesson she’s learned, but I do know that by the way she fussed when I took the cone away, that she is certainly a girl after her mama’s heart!

O U T F I T   D E T A I L S :

dress | hat | thrifted purse | shoes | similar tights
Lucy’s outfit gifted from Liz | photos by Phil

Art journaling is a good groove to get into. I love it for different reasons each time I force myself to do it. An ever-growing to-do list usually overpowers my creative will, but I know that making a big mess on the dining room table and letting it all loose is so good for my peace of mind. So I just do it.

My purpose for art-journaling is to flex my creative muscles and to just make something- no rules allowed- quickly, and without over-thinking the process. It’s a chance to explore shapes, composition, colors, and type without worrying about the outcome. While I work on setting up the background, I start processing any feelings I’ve been experiencing lately, and let that guide the content for my page or spread. I’ve been getting better about concisely sharing my thoughts or emotions, without turning my art journal into just a journal full of only words. I want this little book to just be filled with moments in time.

Here are my two most recent spreads I made over the weekend.

I’ve come to a crossroads. A decision must be made- keep my fringe, or grow it out? Every Summer, the more time I spend outside in the hot and humid air, the more I get the hankering to grow out my bangs and just be done with the whole sweaty mess on my forehead! I’ve been mentally making a pros and cons list, and the biggest pro seems to be that bangs are just so fun! I feel like a boring fuddy duddy without them. But oh man- my little mobile baby is rivaling the time they demand every morning. Bangs don’t just magically fall perfectly into place, although if that’s the allusion I portray, then please allow me to take a bow. Well done, self! But seriously… as much as I hate to admit it, becoming a wash-and-go type of gal becomes more appealing with each day that passes and with each step Lucy comes closer to taking. Redeeming the time in my days might just mean growing out the fringe. Gulp.

But hey. If I decide to nix the fringe on my face, at least I can always wear fringe on my clothes!

O U T F I T   D E T A I L S :

jeans: Topshop | top: thrifted | vest: available at Fine & Dandy Vintage
brooch: Flower Child | shoes: Angel Soft | belt & purse: thrifted
photos by Phil