Now that I have your attention, come see me today at the Threadless Art Market! I’ll be selling my hand-crocheted succulents, and would love your company. BUY! BUY! BUY!
If you can’t make it, no worries. Check out the Etsy shop!
And if you haven’t figured it out, I lied about the beer and wings. Sorry.
If you’ve ever met the Nelson girls, you know we’re all a little bit… Hmm, what’s the word I’m looking for? Let’s go with weird. Obviously, I say this with love, but yeah, we’re weird. So while your average bachelorette party might be a weekend in Vegas, a dance party at the gay bar, or spa day with the ladies, my sister Kim opted for an Alpaca Farm getaway in northwest Illinois. Add a few dozen bottles of wine with a side of fine cheeses (ahem, Doritos and Cheetos), and you’ve got yourself a Nelson girl bachelorette party. Did I mention we’re weird? For the record, I think that’s a good thing.
See more pics here! They’re unedited cause I’m lazy like that.
Oh hai, guys! So I recently heard of the 100 Happy Days Challenge, and naturally I had to participate. First, it’s a challenge to be happy for at least one moment a day? For 100 days? In a row? Yikes. I must put a stop to this rumor. And second, y’all know I love a reason to Instagram.
So here’s the haps: Once a day, for 100 days, you take a photo of something that makes you happy. Then, uh… that’s kind of it. You can read more about it here, and you should, since I encourage you to do it as well. I start tomorrow, and go through July 5, 2014.
Also, sorry if you were enjoying my cooling it on the Instagrams. I’M BACK.
When it’s the middle of January, and you’re living in Chicago with temperatures so record breakingly cold they have their own hashtag, they say there’s really only one cure for the inevitable depression: Looking through old photos from beautiful days of yesteryear. Beautiful, perfect, sunny, warm days, with bare arms and lush foliage.
Jokes. They don’t say that at all. But you know what they do say? To stay inside where you can still feel your limbs, and go through old, unedited photos from your friend’s lovely barn wedding in Black Earth, WI.
Jokes. They don’t say that either. That’s pretty specific. But that’s what I’m doing. Here are a couple sneak peeks from the day, but check out the rest here. Congrats Sam & Chris!
Anyways! Last year I made a resolution that seemed simple enough: Take one Instagram photo a day for the year. I had attempted the “365 Project” on three previous occasions with my DSLR, all of which proved too intense. But anyone can manage this with a cell phone, right? Right. Even if it meant taking a photo of a bar tab because it was 11:50pm and I needed to make quota. Let’s forget that photo, shall we?
So yes, this project was sometimes a pain in the ass. But I prevailed! And overall, what a lovely keepsake of the year 2013. When living in Brooklyn, my friends and I would joke how glad we were for taking photos of everything because we’d otherwise remember nothing. Truth be told, I think that dealt more with our Coors Heavy man-can intake, but I digress. In a similar fashion, I greatly enjoy looking back, and truly remembering at least one moment of the day from the entire year. So without further ado, my Top Ten moments of 2013, captured via Instagram:
So there you have it, folks. Stay tuned in the new year. Until then, thanks 2013! You were swell.