Thursday, August 14, 2014

Dream House: Closets

So I'm finishing up the master suite with this post. June was master baths and the previous month was master bedrooms. I was reading a book a few weeks ago where the main character has a huge closet, like the size of her master bedroom huge with another room off of it just for her shoes. I honestly can't imagine having a closet that big, let alone having enough clothes to fill it with. It just seems ridiculously excessive. And overwhelming. I mean, how would you even decide what to wear every day? I can barely decide from my 20 or so different combinations of outfits every day. I'd have to get a system set up like in Clueless that has all my clothes on the computer and the computer could decide for me.

Anyway, so closets. Here are some that caught my eye, though I have a feeling when the time comes I'll be designing something custom to fit my own needs. Or possibly something from Ikea.

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P.S. I've been trying to put together a post about my trip to Vegas two weekends ago and finding myself unequal to the task. I have more pictures than I've taken in the past two years put together and I don't know what to do with them. Hopefully I'll have that figured out soon. 

Thursday, July 31, 2014

A Magical Birthday

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Happy Birthday to JK Rowling and Harry Potter, one of my favorite fictional characters of all time.

P.S. Daniel Radcliffe's birthday was the 23rd.

Friday, July 25, 2014

Best Movie Poster. Ever.

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I just saw this and got the chills. I already love The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings. I'm also one of those weird people that loves dragons so much I often imagine what it would be like if a dragon flew by overhead. How big would it be? (I mean, really that's tough to visualize. There isn't anything to compare that sight to except an airplane and they don't get that low to the ground.) Would it be a monstrous dragon that immediately started charring everything to bits and eating people, or would it be one of intelligence that was simply curious? Either way, I think I'd be too in awe at the sight of it to move. (Plus, the dragons in my stories are of the latter kind, so that's just how I imagine them.)

So this movie poster just takes the cake for me. I really cannot wait for this.

Happy Friday!

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Dream House: Pools

My birthday is just around the corner and we're in the middle of a gorgeously warm summer (today is supposed to be the hottest day of the year). Naturally, I'm daydreaming of pools and time spent out in the sun. So many of these pools make me want to leave work and fly to an island where all the water is clear blue and the infinity pools (I'm so obsessed with those) seem to melt right into the ocean.

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If you've never visited the design file on the Architectural Digest website, I highly recommend it. Check out even more amazing pools here. I hope you're having a relaxing summer!

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

What if you forgot the last decade of your life?

I've been slightly obsessed with memory- specifically amnesia- lately as though someone or something has high jacked my brain. (Actually, this really hasn't been just lately. I've been writing a story for years in which one of my main characters has amnesia, but it's just been pushed up a notch in the last few weeks.) I was trying to fall asleep one night a few weeks ago when I thought of what it would be like to wake up and not remember years of your life. More specifically, what would it be like if I woke up and I was married to a man I didn't know, my book was published, I owned a house, and I could write full time? This, of course, evolved into a story idea.

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Then, the next day I heard about this novel called What Alice Forgot about a woman who forgets the last ten years of her life, in which she has three kids and is in the middle of a divorce. I read it in two days. I couldn't put it down. I'm still thinking about it. The whole story just felt so real. It felt like I was living this person's life, feeling their turmoil and pain, and tons of confusion. Really great characters, really well done; a reviewer would call it "poignant."

And now I'm left thinking, "what would my younger self think of me now?" I was in college 10 years ago, just transferring from one in Long Beach to the Art Institute in Santa Monica. I had new roommates, new classes, a new apartment in a new city; everything was overwhelmingly, alienatingly new. And I was just about to turn 20.

A decade is a long time. So much can happen in that time that's it's almost like one can become a completely different person. Where were you ten years ago? What would your younger self think of your ten-year-older self? I think at first, I would be proud. "Oh, look at you! You have a job in interior design, you finished college! So what you don't have your own place yet, you have this awesome career!" I think I would be shocked I'm not married yet, though. And I think at that point I still thought I wanted a kid.

The more I think about it, the more I realize it's actually really tough to pin down how I used to think, which is the point. You're not really meant to. You're supposed to change, to evolve, to learn hard lessons and become a wiser, stronger person for it. That's what you take with you, not your old ways of thinking. But at the same time, one of the big messages of the book was not forgetting that innocence of our younger years. To learn balance and remember the good times as well as the bad. I suppose when you get down to it, the point of the story (and memory, for that matter) is that our experiences make us who we are, and that's what life is all about.

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Relationship with me

In one month's time I will be turning 30. I'm actually super excited about it. And I'm never excited about my birthday. (This could have something to do with the trip to Vegas I've already planned.)

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this is where I get to stay for my 30th birthday :)

Seeing as I'm almost 30 and not currently in a relationship, I've been thinking a lot lately about what it means to be in a relationship with myself. I posted a while back about discovering this fascinating idea and I think it translates to not just the things you do for another person in a relationship, but the kind of person you are. Are you supportive, are you honest, are you giving?

I would say I'm all of these things, but sometimes the honesty part is a problem. I'm a girl some people might refer to as someone with "daddy issues." Honesty with men has always been an issue for me, especially when it comes to asking for what I want and what I need. The last time I was actually in a relationship I genuinely didn't know what those things were for me yet.

And that brings me to being in a relationship with me. It's about figuring those things out: what I want and what I need. Learning that I'm allowed to want and need things makes it easier to ask for them, and I think I'm coming to a more mature, realistic place about this in my life right now.

In the meantime, I've started making a list of the things I do for my other half when I'm in a relationship, and I'm trying to think of how I can do those things for myself. And I'm not just talking about buying myself flowers, and letting myself off the hook when I eat too much junk food over the weekend. Here are some of the major things I've thought of so far:

1. Believing in myself. Why in the world is it so easy to believe in others, but not ourselves? I always believe the best in people, but never myself. I think it's best to start out small with this one. I'm trying to simply do away with even thinking the words "that will never happen" or "that's not possible" or "I can't do that."

2. Being supportive. This kind of goes with the one above, but support and faith are two different things (though they definitely go hand in hand). The actual definition of support (for our purposes here) is to give aid or courage to, to give approval to, to give strength to; maintain. 

3. Being unconditional. Loving someone unconditionally means loving them for who they are, good or bad. You love them even when they make mistakes, and then you love them even more when they do the right thing. I think I've become a master at beating myself up whenever I'm not my own definition of "perfect." No one is perfect. And life is messy. That's where all the beauty comes from. (I mean, come on. Do you really think a painter walks away from a masterpiece without getting one speck of paint anywhere but the canvas?)

4. Small acts of love. Here's where I bring you back to the flowers. It's in the small things. And not just material things, but also hugs and kisses and compliments. I obviously can't give myself hugs, but I can ask for them when I need them, which could also mean doing something for someone else at the same time. You give a friend a hug and so you get a hug in return. Have you ever noticed how uplifting it feels to give someone a compliment? Doing something good for someone else means opening yourself up to receiving something good back. (So don't ever think that looking in the mirror and telling yourself you look fabulous is a bad idea.)

5. Trust. I suppose this is an extension of number 1, but it had to be said. Trust can take time, but we learn it from experience. To be able to trust in yourself, to know exactly what your capable of is a monumentous thing. To no longer fear that anything or anyone could ever keep you from being the person you are meant to be; no one can take that from you. That, I think in essence, is what I'm striving for in this life, in this relationship with myself: trust. No fear of living a messy, fulfilling life.

6. And last, but not least, Honesty. All I have to say is, if you can't be honest with yourself, how can you be honest with anyone else?
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