December 2009
29 posts
glitter.
It just so happens that my birthday is New Years Day. How grand, correct? I’m pretty ecstatic that I was born on a holiday that is dedicated to glitter, sequins, shimmying, cocktail dresses, champagne, new beginnings, collards greens, blackeyed peas, fancy dinner and being surrounded by your friends. It’s a great day to be alive and call your own.
I decided that my favorite things...
details to come.
But tonight has been pretty perfect and I only anticipate the weekend will progressively get better. I don’t remember ever hearing of anyone exploding out of joy, but look out, I may be the first.
Also-I’m still reading Donald Miller’s “A Million Miles in a Thousand Years” (got it for Christmas. total obsession, this man knows how to take rip the rumblings out of my...
daydreaming.
Here we go, MC, Here we go!
That’s my pick-me-up cheer as I am knee-deep in internship applications. The fact that I have to decide what I want to do for the rest of my life has me frozen at my computer. Where do I want to live? What on this earth do I want to do? The world is my oyster; which I like on the half shell, raw, with horseradish, cocktail sauce and a dash of...
xoxo-hurry up.
Ainsley, the gift the City gave me in the glorious Summer of 2008, will be coming round the mountain cotton fields in mere hours. It’s been a long 5 months without her and I can guarantee there will be shimmies and cocktails involved in the reunion. And it will be for sure grand because we will make it so.
(Ainsley is much more dashing and dazzling than I could ever dare dream to...
simple standards.
“It’s a good thing I don’t have a boyfriend to bring home for the holidays,” I tell my mom as we are participating in our nightly ritual of lying in her bed, reading our books.
“Why?” she chuckles, not taking her eyes off of the page.
“Because, how would I explain this part of the night to him? ‘Ok, so now I’m going to go lay with Mama in her...
Merry Christmas
With 70 magical minutes left in what will be a precious Christmas in my life, I want to wish you the happiest and loveliest of holidays today. For the first time in (ah) 21 years, I’ve felt like a “grown-up” on Christmas; for the first time the birth of grace and truth through Christ are more real, rich and satisfying than the wonderful, bow-laden presents under our tree; for...
zzzz.
This Christmas our 19 year old clapboard house is chockfull of relatives and friends, all piled in for the holiday. It’s approximately 1:21a.m right now and all the children, aunts, uncles, brothers, parents, friends and puppies are nestled all snug in their beds, and this little elf is awake wrapping one last batch of gifts.
In the upstairs of our house, the vents are like tin can...
deerly beloved.
Can I tell you a little secret?
I absolutely, positively adore being from the South. It’s something that I think has become over-commercialized and glamorized recently (for instance) and something that I took for granted until college. In my naiveness, I thought that everyone in America was raised like me- has a Mama who cooks lunch on Sundays after church, has a big family, says things...
better with time.
Dear Levi Skinny 503’s circa 2005. I adore you even more in 2009 than I did when we first took the skinny jean leap together. You are a lovely discovery and I promise never to let you collect dust for nearly 5 years ever again.
much love and thanks (to your lycra), mck
tuesday treasures
Not sure where I found this lovely, but I am soaking up all of it today. All these patterns, who knew they’d work together so well. Let’s analyze shall we?:
Couch is a dashing shade of a ruby tangerine color with a small light floral pattern. To pair with it, note the 5 pillows (contrasting the couch, dark on light pattern). Follows the 2-2-1 Rule. 2 matching, 2 matching, 1 loner in a...
[karen]
There are times in life where your world spins out of control and you just have to “cling unswervingly” to Him and to the “hope we profess”. Today is one of those days, our lives are but a breath. Do we really get that? We are not long here.
A few years ago, Karen Smith, my bible study teacher from high school, passed away. It was one of those days that is frozen in time,...
"we believe in color"
“At Kate Spade new york, we believe in color and in gold lame. We believe in taking chances, the polka dot, we believe in a spirited sense of irreverence.”
-Lonny Mag. December 2010.
“On this holy night, have you come to redeem us? Little babe in the straw, save...”
– Noel, Noel, save us all. This has been my anthem this Christmas season. “The birth of grace” just hearing that, my heart breathes. He is grace and truth, love and mercy, salvation in a child, he came to save us all. We are the object of his affection—“Show us who you are,...
la la la lonny!
Lonny released it’s 2nd issue today! I am knee deep in studying for finals right now, so tomorrow my reward will be a glass of wine and this magazine.
If you have been living under a rock for the past 6 months or maybe are a newbie to the design world (love and welcome friend!) and haven’t heard of Lonny, then let me introduce you. When Domino magazine shuttered last fall, there was...
the chocolate butterbean. I'm in love.
If you have not heard of The Chocolate Butterbean, I suggest you hop right on over to their site and fall in love. Based in Atlanta, Joni, the Chocolate Butterbean founder, designs custom invitations, announcements, signs and collaborates with companies in branding.
These are not your typical invitations either. Think elaborate, gorgeous, everything your heart desired yet never can find at the...
Is chubby on the order form?
When my mom was pregnant with Jake, I told her everyday that the only way she could have him would be if he was a fat and chubby baby (bless his heart, he got the skinny, scrawny Kinney gene…legs for days and skinny as a pole! but kid can run like the wind and school you in every sport imaginable…we call him the prodigy)
Needless to say, my mother had him despite my chubby baby...
.moose ah ah ah moose.
After viewing this darling Gap Kids ad several hundreds times, I found myself saying “talk to the moose. moose ah ah ah moose” while shopping today….strangely enough, my fellow shoppers grinned (they’ve seen the commerc. too I suppose.)
Anywho, have you seen the new Uggs? Can I please just say a massive and grandeous THANK YOU to the Boot Comfort King for finally dolling...
groundbreaking discovery.
I had the revelation of all revelations this morning while driving to school, singing along to the Jackson 5 Christmas CD. In the song, I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus… (brace yourself because this is shattered my world)….
Santa Claus is the Dad.
I know. I know, huge.
Reading Between the Lines: “Oh what a laugh it would have been, if Daddy had only seen Mommy kissing Santa...
my muse.
What a lady.
I long to be Sarah Jessica Parker by day and Carrie Bradshaw by night.
Both women dazzle me til I see glittery stars and oversized fur coats. I am simply smitten with this duo.
Tis no surprise that I practically lept at the December issue of Elle with her gracing the cover. I think my mother was slightly embarrassed to be seen with me as I salivated over the pages and could...