Still freezing here in NYC. Wouldn’t a gray furry coat and pink hat be a cute way to ward off the arctic temperatures this weekend? I got inspired by this image while reading all my favorite blogs’ weekend-themed posts.
Also, that is my standard walking procedure for sub twenties temperatures. Head down, power walk. Get out of my way, I am taking no prisoners.
ps. buy a print!
It is currently ten degrees here in NYC but with the windchill it “feels like two degrees”
I never understand that differentiation. Isn’t the temperature always what it “feels like”? Why else would we want to know what the temperature is but to better comprehend what it will feel like outside?
So there you go. 2 degrees outside today and here’s a sketch in my new sketchbook of my giant new earmuffs and an inspirational quote to help you embrace and reach your full earmuff potential.
Dream big, muff big, stay warm.
i’m still sketching in the gold tipped sketchbook. here’s a recent addition.
it has been a little tricky to keep up the motivation to sketch in here as the days begin to develop projects and problems, filling up with the momentum each new year brings after grinding to a wonderfully quiet halt for a few days at the very end of each year.
But as the pace picks back up, and my schedule becomes overpopulated, I am trying to remember the inspiring, blank-slate feeling that the new year and this new sketch book brought to me. And to find time each day to tap into that feeling and get creative.
I am in love with this blog Lily Says Go
Apparently everyone else already knew about it? Ahh where have I been? And I took one look at her and said to myself, “this girl is a dancer”. Lily, am I right? I just know it when I see it. That awareness of how a dancer holds herself.
I realized this sketch would have been way more fun a month ago. But you know what, why don’t we just get started getting excited about next Christmas now. This outfit has me fast forwarding to the merriment already.
And the best part about it? She made that amazing tulle skirt out of an old prom dress.
You all are the best friends a girl could ask for. Look how many of you came to my rescue with amazing input about my last post. I am brimming over with appreciation and love for you all. Thank you!
I am so intrigued by your responses, this is so helpful. I had no idea how many people are in the market for a sympathy card. No idea! Really? Sympathy cards?
In my experience, when I’ve really needed sympathy, nothing would have been more painful than a greeting card.
My advice is this. If you are looking for the “right” card to say sorry for your loss, find a clean, simple and respectfully unadorned sheet of correspondence stationery and tell the person how much you love and support them. Get so involved in writing the note that you start crying. Now that’s a true act of showing sympathy. No decorative card could hold the same weight.
There. Now that I’ve unleashed my holier-than-thou opinion on sympathy cards, let’s move on and continue being BFFS.
You all are incredible! Thank you for all your thoughtful responses. It was so uplifting and encouraging to hear how many of you really do still believe in the importance of the handwritten note. I am so energized by your feedback!
And I am definitely going to start writing text for my cards! It’s terrifying and I’m afraid you all will hate my sense of humor but hey, I’ve seen enough motivational pinterest slogans to know that I will only live once and a year from now I will have wished I started now. So here we go!
Love you guys!!! Should we start more question and response themed blog posts? I love your comments so very much. This woman-to-woman sharing is so awesome. This must be what being Oprah feels like.