I PROMISE YOU this is the last time I’ll speak Kinfolk until at least the next one (if I have the pleasure of hosting again, that is). But please do head on over to piccolo design co. to check out some of the awesome photos taken that night. I am so proud of how the whole thing turned out (not something I say often of my work) so I can’t help but want to shout it from the rooftops.
How cool is this photo series that Jourdan Tymkow captured? I took the liberty of turning it into a GIF. I just thought it perfectly summed up what Kinfolk Gatherings are all about. Strangers gathering along a long table for an evening of good food and better company. Most of the diners I talked to told me they were delighted by the people they were seated next to and the new friendships they formed.
The theme for the dinner was Wabi-Sabi which is an ancient Japanese concept and aesthetic that celebrates beauty in the imperfection and the natural cycle of growth and decay. I shouldn’t be too hard to spot how this theme came to life in the tablescaping and decor. Most notable (though it was hard to get the full effect in photos) was how the florals went from dying and decay on one end of the table and transitioned into growth and greenery on the other. It was simply beautiful.
On a separate note – I have decided to go freelance full-time and really give piccolo the attention it deserves. Today I officially registered it as a business and everything! So if you need design or event work – please do hit me up! Girls gotta make a living.
TO SAY THE weather’s been unpredictable in Vancouver this September would be an understatement. Early mornings feel perfectly fall complete with Pumpkin Chai cravings and the first sightings of your breath. By 1 o’clock we’ve got a heat that could rival that of a mid-summer day. It makes getting dressed impossible and throws my fall nesting rituals completely out of whack. I wake up wanting to toss veggie chili into the slow cooker but by dinner I’m whipping up what one can only imagine will be the.last.summer.salad. Again.
Now don’t get me wrong – as long as it’s not raining I don’t really care if it’s hot or cold. But Fall happens to be my favourite time of year and this Sepetember has been a total tease.
Nonetheless, I’m in total hibernation preparation mode and am looking for ways to make my humble abode the perfect sanctuary to will the winter months away. A few weeks ago, I was warned by a previous tenant of my house (who popped by looking for old mail), that I should probably prepare for a sky-rocketing hydro bill since this place, apparently, gets mega cold. Awesome. I may have scolded Daniel the other day for merely suggesting I turn on the heat while tossing blankets and sweatshirts his way. “Turn on the heat? It’s only September. I won’t do it. I’m not made of money you know? Here put this on.” Guests – don’t be alarmed if I offer you a hat and mitts upon visiting. Okay I’m exaggerating (but not really).
The worst part, in my opinion, about winter is having to get out of bed in the morning. You know, that moment when you have to break the duvet incubator and the cold air rushes in. WORST. I’m trying to imagine a worse feeling and I can’t. Okay I’m exaggerating again. But it really does suck.
Last week, just as I was being reminded of what a cold morning felt like, my house got to play dress up with some new products that hit the PlaidFox site. We shot this beautiful Sheepskin runner along side my bed and I decided that the only thing that would make the brutality of getting out of bed on a December morning less terrible – is the prospect of sinking my toes into one of these, first. Does wanting a sheepskin make me a bad person? Tell me no! Besides I’d be bringing home good company for the one I already have… okay bad joke.
But in all seriousness these throws and rugs are authentic and come from Auckland and they feel as beautiful (or better) than they look. In fact, as someone who previously owned an Ikea sheepskin, I have to say that for not a lot more they are much higher in quality.
I not-so-secretly hoped I could keep it after the photoshoot but no dice. It’s a purchase I’ll be making for sure.
REMEMBER THAT BRIGHT beautiful thing that hangs out in the sky and beams happiness down on all the land? What’s it called again? Oh yah, the sun. Yah, I miss that guy.
The sun for realz has a direct correlation to my mood and motivation. Lots of sun = a happy, productive me. No sun = a sluggish, frumpy mess. You know it’s bad when you wake up every morning and try to convince yourself (ahem: secretly hope that) you’re sick so you don’t have to get out of bed (see above photo).
And don’t even get me started on what I’ve been eating. One look in my kitchen and you’d be convinced that a 14-year old boy lives here. I’m a pizza pocket away from my voice getting deeper. Okay, the pizza pocket is an exaggeration (I haven’t stooped that low) but my ramen noodle scene is at a 911 and apparently my desire to eat well is hanging out in the back of my closet with my bikinis.
BUT. I’m putting my foot down and calling myself out on my own shit. Sun or no sun this little lady has a life to live and I have a hunch there is something more out there for me than aimlessly swiping left and right on Tinder.
And the only other thing I know that can pull me out of a motivational funk like the sun can, is sweat. So basically hardcore Allessia (who previously made an appearance in May and June) is back.
MOVE OVER MOVEMBER, I’M DECLARING IT MOVE-EMBER (see what I did there).