Say! Is the font on this blog kinda small, or am I just getting old? Shhhh don’t answer that. Hi. Here I am, last Saturday, before the art show. I wore a tiara Christopher gave me 10,000 years ago…because that’s whatcha do in December. Holiday! Celebrate?
The bangs were even semi-cooperating that evening, for once. I wore teal eyeshadow with gold glitter, teal stockings and some black wedges that didn’t even hurt my feet, as my plantar fasciitis is finally 90% resolved. Yeah!
Viola! I felt like a car show hostess. I wore the light-up constellation skirt I received as a Christmas present last year, and it was definitely a hit! I suspect I can re-use this skirt over and over again with different accessories for the next 10 years at EVERY holiday party and still be pleased. I love it.
The show was not nearly as well-attended as last year’s for some reason but ne’er mind that, I sold three of my mini paintings! Bringing this year’s Sold Art Total up to a whopping FOUR paintings and ONE drawing (thanks blogfriend Liz MWAH). Believe in Your Drems, Kids!
I also finally won a piece of Owen art at the silent auction…which turned out to be a print signed by him. DAMMIT! Still. It’s framed!
Here I am the following day, my big ol’ birfday on Sunday. In the morning, wearing a mint-colored paisley muumuu, and a glitter birthday tiara, and no make-up (but some Facetune, best believe). Josh made me pancakes, and then I had a couple of hours to spend baby-free (the best present of all).
I went to Nordstrom’s and had a glorious time playing at the MAC counter. “Groove is in the heart” was in the air and every shiny eyeshadow they had was smeared on my hand and I was furiously texting with Christopher the entire time (next best thing to being at MAC together). I had SO much fun that I was worn out by the time I hit Sephora, where they didn’t have the Georgio Armani “Luminous Silk” foundation I wanted and I went blank on everything else I wanted. Beauty Dementia, the horror!
Here’s an eyeshadow palette by Huda that I enjoyed looking at, but didn’t buy. I ended up getting one of those incredibly overpriced “beauty blender” egg-shaped sponges and a new foundation by Urban Decay. I was already to the register when I suddenly remembered that I like that soy facial cleanser by “Fresh”…but it was too late! And then just yesterday I found a gift card to Sephora in my purse with 10 dollars on it. Darn!
Later in the day Josh and I dressed up again–unfortunately, the dressing up was not nearly as inspired as the night before and the pictures turned out boring–and we dropped Mr. Baby off at Brenna’s and went to a romantic dinner at an Italian restaurant in Ballard. The dinner wasn’t noteworthy, but the dessert–chocolate molten lava cake at “Hot Cakes”–thanks to Jerry’s recommendation–was AMAZING. I can’t wait to go back and snarf a milkshake and grilled cheese sandwich. MMMMMmmmmMMM.
Monday night I figured would be an unpopular night to take the baby for his Santa photo and I was correct! We were the only ones there. Santa was sweet and so was the photographer and assistant, and Josh and I pulled all of our tricks to make him smile…but this was the best he could do. At least he didn’t cry!
I mean I’m BARELY working these days, I’ll bet I have time to pull together a quickie Christmas headdress, like this. What do you think?
It’s been sunny lately, and I’m loving every second of it. Serotonin is flowing! Now if only these damn cramps would ease up so I can get crackin’ on a new painting.
Speaking of my PMS, I made regular fudge brownies from the “Better Homes and Gardens” recipe book, and “primal” brownies from my Paleo cookbook, and guess which ones turned out better?
If you guessed the regular fudge brownies, you are CORRECT. The primal ones were too cake-y. Although I suppose if you were following a strict Paleo diet they would taste amazing.
It’s ear muff season.
Oh I do miss summer. I suspect I’m about to miss Fall pretty soon, too.
Maggie dog sighs, “I’m getting too old for this shit, Liz.”
One of my birthday presents this year: Art Resin! I’ve been following several artists on IG who have been inspiring me to get into this medium. I’m returning to wood, and I’ve got some paintings schemed up that I’m excited about!
Here’s the hibiscus we brought inside, amazingly still flowering, even in December.
Wow! I made it through this entire entry and Mr. Baby is still napping. Thanks for playing. I’ve been thinking about getting rid of this blog entirely, is that just my hormones talking? Stay tuned.