Slice of Pink

Behold

The whole Internet is agog over Anthropologie's new wedding line, although I had pretty much ignored the whole hoopla because, yo, I'm already married and plan to stay that way. No use mulling over what might have been.*

But, since they went to the trouble to send me an email about the line, inviting me to come over and take a look, I found myself on the website looking at all the gorgeous things. Then I discovered this little gem:

Nuptials of Yesteryear

Aren't they great?

*I say I've avoided the hoopla, although, admittedly, this dress, these shoes, and this headband would be fabulous for renewing my vows at the ten year mark. Less than three years to go. I want all of you to be my renewal-maids and matrons, so go pick out your dresses.

Hip To Be Square, Volume 2

Here are a few more photos I took with my phone in 2010. I got a new camera for Christmas (a gift from my wonderful husband) and still have my trusty Nikon, but I am loving being able to take photos on the go and share them with you.

This is the view from my Santa Barbara hotel room during the Loop weekend. We had a whole row of rooms and, on the morning we were supposed to conquer the Loop, everyone was too hung over from the previous night and didn't want to go. I enjoyed the lovely little patio for a few minutes and then started banging on doors. We didn't go all that way to fail before we even got to the first bar. Please.

What's going on here is: I entered a Poker game at my Aunt's house one weekend and promptly started losing all my chips. When I was down to just a tiny stack, I called in reinforcements. Mike took over and won back all my money, plus some, while I played Just Dance on the Wii. This is how I prefer to gamble.

I made a mask at a Día de los Muertos festival.

You don't realize how a disco ball can make your life complete until you have one discoing in the living room.

The Spot is a great little burger joint in Carpinteria, California. It's greasy and fatty and full of delicious. On our way home for Thanksgiving, we stopped at Freebirds. On our way back we stopped at The Spot. We like to bookend our cranberry sauce and mashed potatoes with nachos and onion rings.

I wait all year for this.

Hip to Be Square, Volume 1

I was checking out Slynnro's post on Instagramming and remembered that my phone is also chock full of photos that I could share. I take them with the Hipstamatic, an iPhone app that I downloaded about 11 seconds after I took the iPhone out of the package. I don't know that it's the best-ever application (should I be Instagramming?) but I find it pretty fun.

The very first photo I took was this one, Will and Ken playing with their new iPhones.

A quick snap of my lovely place setting at Femme Curieuse's wedding.

Michelle and I sipping champagne in our little black dresses. Life is good.

Tiffany & Co. in Union Square.

The big Buddha at The Natural Cafe. It's one of those rare places with tons of vegetarian options, which means I always have a difficult time deciding what to order.

New couch! The delivery guys didn't think it would make it in, but look at that! The picture kind of makes it look purple, but I can assure you that it is very brown. And very comfy.

I have another set for you tomorrow, so stay tuned.

Mission Style

One Saturday afternoon, we were sitting downtown eating french fries at a burger joint when I decided that the lighting was perfect for a holiday photo shoot at the San Luis Obispo Mission. I ran home, picked up the camera, threw on some makeup, and convinced Ken to shoot. Thirty minutes later, we had ourselves a photograph.

The ones that didn't make the card after the jump.

Berries

Signs

Here's a little collection of signs from our recent visit to the Ferry Building in San Francisco.

Before I was a vegetarian, I loved salami, so I am intrigued as to what exactly a "salumi cone" is. According to the sign, it is world famous, so one of you out there should be able to fill us in!

{Update: the lovely Janet informs us, in the comments, that a salumi cone is just that--a cone of meat! Sounds delicious!}

The Clothesline Effect

I'm about to share with you the best-ever humorous-yet-cute bridal shower gift. I'm hesitant to share it because a) it relates to my cousin's panties and 2) I am giving this gift at every bridal shower I attend from now on. So, in other words, if I am invited to your bridal shower, you pretty much know what you'll be getting. I guess most brides know what they will be getting anyway, mostly, since a good majority of the stuff comes straight off a registry (hopefully, right?).

And, look. If we are both invited to the same shower, this is what I'm bringing. It will totally not be cool if you steal this idea and bring it, too (even though, obviously, I am stealing this idea from the person who brought it to Katie's shower. If you really want to bring this to the shower we are hypothetically jointly attending, call me. We'll make it a joint effort. Word?).

So, anyway, my cousin Katie opens this leopard box and starts to pull out a pair of cute ruffled panties.

But lo! They are attached to another pair of panties. And that pair of panties is attached to yet another pair of cute ruffled panties.

And so on. And so on.

You can't tell, but the panties are tied on the line from most to least coverage.

Such a clever, fun gift! We clothes-pinned them up across the tulle-covered archway. Nothing like some ruffle butt panties to class up the decor.

Leaping Ladies

I came across these adorable French girls in Golden Gate Park a few weeks ago. They were attempting to get a photograph with all four of them airborne. They must have tried two dozen times to get the shot just right, shouting "Un! Deux! Trois!" and then leaping off the bench.

Remember the days of film? When every exposure cost money? And when you couldn't even be sure that you got the shot at all?

PSA: Put On Your Something Green

{or else!}

Workin' It

For the annual law school charity auction, I teamed up with two friends to create a gallery of photos of our professors. We visited the university's theater department to borrow several crazy hats and glasses and convinced Will to borrow two big bags of hats from the high school theater department. We set up a makeshift studio at the law school and took a set of dazzling, jovial headshots of the professors in fake mustaches, top hats, feather boas, glittered masks, and other regalia. The end result was fabulous, far better than I expected, and the twenty framed 5x7 photos brought in nearly $900 for charity (three or four times our expected profits!).

I can't share the professor photos with you--we advertised them as ultra-exclusive and it would defeat the exclusivity if people could just print them right off the Internet. Plus, because the series was so popular, we have a plan in the works to print little books for student's to purchase.

But, I can share with you some jems. Before the professors arrived, I used my lovely friends to test the lighting, costumes, and camera settings (and, even after the testing had concluded, just to have some fun).

Our first model, Mary, sporting top hat, feather boa, and mustache.

Shannon posing in a gorgeous vintage feathered hat (that I SO wanted to keep) and a bowler.

Michelle, glittered.

Jennifer, our photo shoot stylist, testing the giant sombrero. Olé! She expertly styled the professors in getups that were fabulously amusing without being (too) humiliating.

Katie, our photo shoot director, joined Mary for some adorable shots. Katie was the impetus behind the whole series. She convinced me that we had to do this, communicated with the professors and theater department, showed up with an awesome playlist of photo shoot tunes, and adeptly put out every fire that arose so that Jen and I could focus on our creative vision.

{Side note: I SO need a life director. Somebody to direct my affairs so I can focus on my creative life vision.}

And, finally, yours truly, the series photographer. I got out from behind the camera for two minutes to have my photo taken. I was wearing a black turtleneck, of course, which created this floating head effect.

Our fun advertising campaign is after the jump.

A Very Vintage Holiday

I love vintage black and white holiday photos! Doesn't it seem like such a simple, lovely time?

I also love how everyone dressed up for the holiday in suits and full-skirted dresses!

{Photos from Life.}

Oh, Christmas Tree

If lawyering doesn't work out, I think I'll be a professional Christmas Tree Decorator. That's a job, right?

Love Birds

My Christmas tree is up, probably at the expense of an A in Trademark. These two sweet little love birds, though? Totally make it WORTH IT.

Camera Collection

Loving this collection of camera photos at Milk {and this collection of bicycle photos, too!}

Hello Chicago

I'm back from a fabulous weekend to the Windy City (not so windy, by the way, at least not on my crisp but lovely weekend trip).

I met up with some of my favorite gals for a girls-only weekend of conferencing, site-seeing, wine-drinking, and pizza-eating.

We brunched at Bloomingdales and walked the Magnificent Mile to Millennium Park in order to look at a giant, reflective bean.

Lovely friends, lovely Chicago.

A.K. Damn

How marvelous are these advertisements for French beer by Natasha Lawes? {via Sweet Station}

The Land of Phantoms (also, sailors, peacocks, and chickens)

We spent Halloween night watching the spooky 1922 silent film, Nosferatu, with live accompaniment, at the San Francisco Symphony.

We dressed in the usual symphony-going cocktail attire, as did a majority of folks, but there was a fair share of costumed symphony-goers as well, including two sailor girls, sitting directly behind us, and a man in a full-on chicken costume. As might be expected, there were plenty of people dressed in nearly nothing running around the city and a few of them even made it to the symphony.

The best costume, perhaps, was a girl dressed as a peacock. She had arranged 10 or 12 real peacock feathers in her ponytail, so that they fanned out a foot above her head. I appreciated her costume, although I suspect the symphony-goers in the five rows directly behind her did not.

My exquisite headband, by the way, was a gift from a dear Slice of Pink friend who now has an Etsy shop full of pretty headbands and other goodies. Isn't it lovely? It arrived in the mail on Friday and I was suddenly all about purple, even convincing Will to wear a lilac shirt so that he would complement my eggplant headband and tights.

A handsome man and a hand-crafted headband: life's two best accessories.

Falling for You

I've been in D.C. in the bone-chilling winter, in the sticky, sweltering summer, and in the lovely cherry-blossom-filled spring, but this was my first visit to D.C. in the fall.

And what a lovely visit it was!

The weather was mostly magnificent this weekend, cool and crisp, perfect for a sweater and tights. Zandria and I even had drinks on the outside patio of a restaurant Friday night, although we failed to take any photos documenting this (what kind of bloggers are we, anyway?).

It rained one day, pouring just long enough for me to get soaking wet on the long ride up the Dupont escalator, but by the time I dashed across the roundabout to the CVS and purchased an umbrella, the sun had come out again. And then, as if the world was apologizing for my having spent $10.99 on the flimsy umbrella, I found a twenty dollar bill without a soul around to claim it.

D.C., I think I'm falling for you all over again.

Luz en Yucatan

These are a few of my favorite photos from one of the hotels we stayed at in Mérida. The hotel, Luz en Yucatan, was a real gem.

The pricing system for a night's stay depends on your perceived level of personal success, with the hope that the wealthier travelers will be sufficiently sporting to help to subsidize the less wealthy. Before receiving a price quote, one must choose between being exceedingly successful, moderately successful, or not at all successful.

Free beer upon arrival!

Plus! Free shots 'round the clock! I mean, really, does life get any better than all this?

Good times.

The website says this: "We eschew rules and regulations so that you can more easily free yourself from the usual constraints and prohibitions. Indeed, were there an "authority figure" on premises, we would encourage you to "DISOBEY." All this in an effort to enable you to exhale and fully participate in our slightly skewed but decidedly benevolent reality."

Fun, no?

There were in-room hammocks, too, although I was afraid to actually fall asleep in the thing, fearing the hammock would somehow come detached from the wall causing me to crack my back on the tile floor. Sometimes I can be quite adventurous, sometimes not so much. Will, on the hand, is very adventurous. Just look how adventurous he is:

If you find yourself in Mérida, it's really worth a stay.

More Bright Tights

You gals are loving bright tights (and me, too!). It was almost feeling like fall this morning, so maybe it won't be long. In the meantime, more bright tights from Flickr:

1. Kate, 2. intergalactic traveller, 3. 20 Jan 2008 going to the Movies, 4. 11.6 self portrait thursday, 5. dance dance, 6. 365.118 red!, 7. yellow tights, 8. Day 83 - Yellow, 9. LoveColour-LoveTights, 10. LoveColour-LoveTights, 11. LoveColour-LoveTights, 12. Untitled, 13. Birds flyin' high, you know how I feel., 14. Home sick, 15. Pink Tights all over the place

Thirty Four

I don't know how it is even possible that the time has flown so quickly, but I met Will just after his 24th birthday. Today he turns 34. Thirty four!

Ten years I've been looking at this face. Ten years!

It's quite a lucky thing that he's so good looking.

Lauren + Monty

I am so excited to share these photos of my dear friends, Lauren and Monty, who tied the knot last month. I snagged a seat on the aisle so that I could snap a few shots during the ceremony.

You can check out their proposal here. Monty is a musical director at a church and he told Lauren that they had to go to a studio to film something for the church. It was really a big set up to get the proposal on film! How sneaky!

Lovely Lavender

Six Years

And what a fun journey it's been so far!

Sparkler Art

Near midnight on Saturday night, I decided it was time to use the packages of sparklers that had been sitting on my counter since the fourth of July. We had a house full of guests--seven of us, total--and I announced that it was time for a midnight art project. We wandered down to the tennis courts, which seemed the second safest place to light things on fire. The first safest, of course, being near the pool, but the pool was too well lit for sparkler art. I set up the camera on a tripod and set the shutter to slooooow.

We had a fantastic time creating designs on the tennis courts. We made hearts, moons, stars, bows, arrows, and spirals.

We were about to take turns writing our names when the police arrived, asking what was going on.

"We're making ART!" I announced brightly, bringing the camera over to the officers to show them the great pieces we had created so far. They friendly officers definitely appreciated the work, but they had to shut us down nevertheless: "fireworks" are not allowed in the City of Davis. I'll bet we were the biggest bust of the night.

Luckily, we got some great shots before the project got busted up.

Happy 4th!

The Varsity

Speaking of the Varsity Theater, when we stopped by to snap photos of Angela and John last weekend, My Life in Ruins was on the marquee. Not exactly the perfect message for a soon-to-be-wed couple, but rather amusing in any event.

A + J

My recently engaged friends, Angela and John, let me practice using a new camera lens on them this weekend in downtown Davis.

I couldn't resist this bicycle parked on the street. A wicker basket, a bell, AND streamers!

Friday Tulips

Fridge Tour

I was once opposed to sticking things on my fridge, fearing things would get too cluttered, but I've loosened up quite a bit. There are too many fun things in the world just screaming to be stuck on that big magnetic surface.

For instance:

A Berkeley postcard from Benji.

Our cleaning chart. We get a sticker for each 15 minute clean-up we accomplish and reward ourselves with a prize after 30 days. It's so second grade, but it totally helps keep the carpets vacuumed.

A magnet by Capucine, found in my Christmas stocking.

A postcard from the Davis Co-op that makes me laugh.

An adorable frog magnet from Lauren (holding up a photo of my darling friend Claire).

Snappy Pappy

For a chance to see what I made my dad for Father's Day and a fantastic opportunity to win a $50 Snapfish gift card, please join me here!

Hey There, Cupcake

It was a lovely treat to find ourselves at a sidewalk bake sale on Saturday. Nina and Tom were hosting some Saturday afternoon sidewalk chalk fun in front of their shop and Lauren from Tid Bit Bake Shop has a whole table full of sweets. Yum!

Happy Easter!

Sound of 1969

I have been scanning photos for my dad, mostly of his old band, The Sound of Today. My dad is the fellow farthest to the right, in the light colored pants and shirt (which are yellow, actually).

My dad tells great stories about his days as a musician. They were only high schoolers, but they played for weddings, fashion shows at Broadway Department stores, and fraternity parties. They placed in a Battle of the Bands contest at the Hollywood Bowl, were featured in various magazines, opened for some popular bands of the time, and even had a record deal. I loved to listen to their 45s on my record player as a kid.

Aren't they groovy?

Funkified

Be Funky is so fun! {thanks Sara!}

La Vie en Rose

I'm continuing to celebrate my 29th birthday a whole week later. Last night my girlfriends took me to dinner at Cafe Bernardo for black bean soup, butternut squash pizza, wine, and chocolate cake.

It was drizzling when we left the restaurant, but I made us stand out in the rain and take a group photo. It was too cold and wet to stand around, waiting to get the perfect shot, so I just balanced the camera on a railing, set the timer, and promised to Photoshop in rosy cheeks later.

Honestly, my friends are all so gorgeous that they don't need any Photoshopping. Still, rosy cheeks are fun, don't you think?

Birthday Celebration

Monday's Bike Ride

In a dress!

Happy 2009

Cruisin'

My eight year old self didn't realize that my twenty-eight year old self would completely abhor driving a car. Oh, the days of sweet innocence.

Fancy

A velvet skirt and pink sponge rollers? I must have been going someplace upscale.

Circa 1985

I think I am maybe five here and all jazzed about this Care Bear nightgown. Looks to me like the nightgown is made out of that flammable material that parents get all worked up over these days. In 1985, you just put your kid in a flammable pajama set and hoped for the best. 

My Movez

It's officially the end of the so-called "reading period" here at law school and officially the start of finals, so I will continue posting some old photos for you to enjoy while I continue to navigate the First Amendment maze. 

In this photo I appear to have just completed a dance routine, the end of which resulted in this pose. And you thought my ballerina skills were nice! 

As a former photography teacher, I can't help but point out that this photo miserably fails the fill-the-frame test. In fact, looking closely, this might not actually be a photo of me at all--it might very well be a photograph of that bottle of Tang on the kitchen table. 

Much better.

Baby Ballerina

I just cannot believe that I gave up a sparkling career as a ballerina so that I could drink cold tea in a coffee shop while attempting to make sense of 100 years of completely conflicting Supreme Court decisions. WHAT WAS I THINKING? 

Cindy Lou Who

All up in my purple Juicy Couture. 

They Saw Me Rollin'

Baby Einstein, 1980s Style

Although I will be spending the next couple of weeks attempting to learn all about the law, I didn't want to completely ditch y'all. So, while I was visiting my mom over Thanksgiving, I snagged a bunch of photos from her albums, ranging from the time I was a baby to my high school prom. Are you excited?

My mom gives herself credit for my "smarts" because when I was a baby she would pin up patterns (i.e. pot holders and yarn) for me to look at.

I only wish she would have pinned up a copy of the Copyright Act. Then we'd be talking.

Three Three Heart Field Goal

I was standing on a table to take this photo of Will and two of his siblings, Nicole and Anthony. They are making a message for their mother, which appears to be "Three Three Heart Field Goal," but which is supposed to be "We Love You."

I took a dozen photos of them, after which Nicole turned the camera on me:

All this photo fun took place at Amanda's birthday party yesterday.

Happy Birthday, dear Amanda. Three Three Heart Field Goal.

Rollin' with the Homies

Kathryn and I went to the roller rink last night, for what was advertised as a sort of back to junior high disco skating extravaganza. We were not junior highers in what would be considered a disco era--in fact, we were not even alive during what would be considered a disco era--so we dressed up in some eighties gear. Or, maybe nineties gear. We were not junior highers until, like, 1992 or something, but none of it ended up mattering anyway, because after 45 minutes of quasi-disco music, the DJ started playing some bullshit modern music that I don't even know how to properly classify, except to say that it was not good.

I swiped these pictures off of Kathryn's Facebook page.

In any event, it was not very much like junior high skating at all, which could have been terribly disappointing, but which ended up being fine because there was a keg. There was never a keg a junior high skating parties.

We did ride our bikes to and from the rink which I guess is totally junior high, except that in junior high that would have been so embarrassing.  Now, the only embarrassing part is when you are too drunk to get your bike unlocked and have to call your husband to get the combination.

On Mascara and Movies

I put on my mascara while riding my bike to school today. That right there is the life of law student, in case you were wondering. The lots-to-do, not-enough-time, eat-breakfast-from-a-vending-machine sort of life.

And, yet, I had plenty of time to make a slideshow of a Saturday night trip to San Francisco. You know, priorities.