Oh Oscar
Bridal Fashion Week in NYC is happening right now (sighs abound), and there will be a full report on Wedding Wednesday, and a Monsieur Monday post to come later today, but I just had to post this. Hands down, the best thing to wake up to.
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The Curse of the Black Pearl
The Day's Forecast:
Weather report: I don't want to talk about it
Songs of the day: Tangled, I See the Light + Marvin Gaye You're All I Need to Get By
On the horizon: Such fun date last night with a great guy who will henceforth be called Triathlad, details on Monsieur Monday.
A few months back I bought my first car (all by myself even! all growed up) after YEARS of studying different crossover models, learning what "trim" meant in car speak and enduring two breakdowns in hand me down cars (which for the record I am very grateful for, thank you family! I love Eleanor and Norman forever! :) I bought a beautiful Mazda CX-7 in black. And I mean beautiful. I love this car. How much? I have vacuumed it three times in five weeks. I have washed it four times in 2 months. And never the kind of wash where you just drive thru something, no, that isn't good enough for my girl. I do the fancy kind of wash where you get out and do it yourself, and you do like 8 different steps. I can recite them now by memory (pre soak, suds brush, tire wash, soak . . . ) Once I even did this in 15 degree cold in 4 inch heels. It is amazing what one does for love.
Anyways, I have not been able to decide on a name for this car, which has been very disturbing to me. In the past, it wasn't long til I happened upon the perfect name for a vehicle, and as soon as that happens the warmth of sweet satisfaction surges through the veins like apple cider at just the right temperature. However, due to recent events, there is a possibility this car may be called "the Black Pearl," as it is most definitely cursed. In one month it has been in the worst snow storm of the year where it was hit, sustained a 1 foot scratch on the hood from what we are assuming was a windblown tree branch, dinged on the passenger side by a white car, huge rock chip in the wind shield that you can still see evidence from even though I got it fixed, a little plastic doohicky broke inside and yesterday morning, this was pulled out of my tire (vertically pulled out folks, vertically)... Yeah, it had deflated the whole tire in a few minutes.
Needless to say, this has been very upsetting. In addition to causing mental breakdowns on an already fragile psyche:) I know it is a car, and it happens, but I am not a fan of it happening and I really don't much like how much has happened to my brand new car in one month! I say no! Anyways, I was so depressed about all of this at work yesterday that I wasn't the most cheerful coworker. And of course, Ashley noticed. Ashley is the other resident of PR Parkway, and is the most thoughtful, caring, selfless person on the planet. I am in awe of her on a daily basis. Anyways, this morning she presented me with the following, my own personal Car Demon Defender! (notice he is accessorizing with...black pearls:)
Weather report: I don't want to talk about it
Songs of the day: Tangled, I See the Light + Marvin Gaye You're All I Need to Get By
On the horizon: Such fun date last night with a great guy who will henceforth be called Triathlad, details on Monsieur Monday.
A few months back I bought my first car (all by myself even! all growed up) after YEARS of studying different crossover models, learning what "trim" meant in car speak and enduring two breakdowns in hand me down cars (which for the record I am very grateful for, thank you family! I love Eleanor and Norman forever! :) I bought a beautiful Mazda CX-7 in black. And I mean beautiful. I love this car. How much? I have vacuumed it three times in five weeks. I have washed it four times in 2 months. And never the kind of wash where you just drive thru something, no, that isn't good enough for my girl. I do the fancy kind of wash where you get out and do it yourself, and you do like 8 different steps. I can recite them now by memory (pre soak, suds brush, tire wash, soak . . . ) Once I even did this in 15 degree cold in 4 inch heels. It is amazing what one does for love.
Needless to say, this has been very upsetting. In addition to causing mental breakdowns on an already fragile psyche:) I know it is a car, and it happens, but I am not a fan of it happening and I really don't much like how much has happened to my brand new car in one month! I say no! Anyways, I was so depressed about all of this at work yesterday that I wasn't the most cheerful coworker. And of course, Ashley noticed. Ashley is the other resident of PR Parkway, and is the most thoughtful, caring, selfless person on the planet. I am in awe of her on a daily basis. Anyways, this morning she presented me with the following, my own personal Car Demon Defender! (notice he is accessorizing with...black pearls:)
So thank you Ashley, me and the Black Pearl feel safer already. :)
Wedding Wednesday {The First}
The Day's Forecast:
temperature in the 'Holla: 54 degrees and cloudy, love the overcast though
song of the day: Beach Boys, Don't Worry Baby. This isn't just a song, it is like a state of mind. And I dig it.
accessory of the day: My favorite red/white vintage YSL scarf that I swiped from my mother's drawer when I was about 10
So, lots of changes going on at the place where it is Autumn all year long, and Autumn is always capitalized. The new design will go live (hopefully) next week and I have decided to add a few more weekly features. First, in response to some requests I am officially launching today: WEDDING WEDNESDAY! For the first Wedding Wednesday I wanted to introduce you to the inspiration shoot that the Utah Bride Blog has been featuring this week. I had the enchanting honor of being able to help out with this shoot a bit (hinted at this a bit here), I got to pick a certain vendor's product, and then the gorgeous Megan let me tag along and help set stuff up and watch how these gorgeous inspiration shoots that you see on UBB, and Style Me Pretty and in magazines are created. Mikki is of course one of the states photographic treasures (she did my bestie Kate's wedding!), but the star of the day had to be Blossom Sweet's flowers, especially that bouquet. Oh wow, I yearn for that bouquet, I adore that bouquet. Mmmmm, just see for yourself.
Credits: By Mikki Photography, from Utah Bride Blog; Floral: Blossom Sweet; Dress; Anne Barge from Alta Moda; Tabletop materials: Pottery Barn; Table: Alpine Event Rentals; AMAZING rings and jewelry: Morgan Jewelers; Print materials: Pink Piggy; Hair/makeup: Enizio of course, shout out Cynthia; Mark's Face: God's gift to the world (just kidding)
Also besotted by:
7 day forecast: Next week, the inspiration board for the shower I am working on! Think limes, black licorice, cameos and stripes:)
Monsieur Monday {cellular science}
Never underestimate the power of a text.
I had decided to give up on Makes Me McGiddy. I was exhausted after trying to compete with more than 100 girls (not actually an exaggeration folks. Not an exaggeration. LITERALLY competing with at least this many girls. Utah girls. Gorgeous, talented, and longer hair than mine. But this is a sensitive issue.), and I had decided that the getting over phase must commence. I was ready to buy clothes I didn't need, and eat a stadium's share of donuts. Towel being thrown in. And then...
I got a text (not the one pictured above, that is fictional)
Not just a text, but a text that was NOT in response to a text I sent. An independent text, sent voluntarily and not under duress (as far as I know). It was only 6 lines or so. It did not proclaim undying devotion, or devotion of any kind. It was not an invitation to dinner or beauteous statement outlining his admiration for me in iambic pentameter or trochaic verse. But it was a text, and a text is something. At least enough to sustain my energy for another week.
Conference and Carnations
Conference weekend! Yay! I like conference more each year, maybe just because I am getting older, maybe because my parents no longer force us to listen to it on all-day drives. Either way, I hope you all had a wonderful conference weekend! I think another reason why I loved it so much this year was because I got to spend a lot of time just me and Capital C (she prefers greater blog anonymity). We made all our favorite breakfast foods, stayed in pajamas, and had fun at Target and Borders. You know when you are like 5 and all you want to do is tag along with your older sister? Yeah, still waiting for that to go away, I love any chance I get to hang out with her.
The only downside to this weekend was waking up to LOTS of snow on Sunday morning. Boo. Despite this fact, my mind is on flowers. FLOWERS FLOWERS FLOWERS. I should warn you now, I am a major flower snob, I know exactly what flowers I like and what flowers I don't and I am not afraid to share these opinions. Shocker, I know.
With regards to flowers, I have a dream. A boy has never given me flowers, which is fine, but someday I want flowers from a real life boy (as opposed to the Pinocchio genre I suppose?) Let me clarify: I have been given flowers by boys for dances, but I have never been given flowers that weren't obligatory in nature. And while I would be elated with a bouquet of dandelions, while I am dreaming, this is what I would love so much with a sigh:
1. Coral/honeysuckle pink Peonies. I love white peonies, I love fuschia peonies, and the rarer yellow peony is exquisite, but I am obsessed with the corrally pink peonies.Aren't they beauteous!
2. I think it would be so cute to be given a little victorian nosegay with ranunculus. They are just the sweetest flower, beautiful but not terribly ostentatious
3. Peach garden roses. I think it is funny that these are called garden roses, because I have never seen these in someone's backyard garden, but aren't they amazing!!
4. And finally, carnations. I just love carnations, I think they are so exceptionally beautiful. Especially when they are all bunched together and it is just ruffle after ruffle of low maintenance goodness. As a publicist, I am determined to improve the reputation for this perdy plant.
So while I am waiting for some future monsieur to bring me my perfect bunch, I bought these for myself yesterday and arranged them. I saw them and it was just love at first sight, I knew these enchanting little pixie carnations needed to come home with me. The flowers are from Costco and the vase is from Ikea. And they look much better in person
And while I am not a big fan of orchids, any kind of daisy (except button mums, they are so funny) and most roses, I wouldn't say no to any of these wrapped in cellophane and delivered to my door:)
Now off to make some lemon buttercream cupcakes for tomorrows FHE! Woohoo!
The only downside to this weekend was waking up to LOTS of snow on Sunday morning. Boo. Despite this fact, my mind is on flowers. FLOWERS FLOWERS FLOWERS. I should warn you now, I am a major flower snob, I know exactly what flowers I like and what flowers I don't and I am not afraid to share these opinions. Shocker, I know.
With regards to flowers, I have a dream. A boy has never given me flowers, which is fine, but someday I want flowers from a real life boy (as opposed to the Pinocchio genre I suppose?) Let me clarify: I have been given flowers by boys for dances, but I have never been given flowers that weren't obligatory in nature. And while I would be elated with a bouquet of dandelions, while I am dreaming, this is what I would love so much with a sigh:
1. Coral/honeysuckle pink Peonies. I love white peonies, I love fuschia peonies, and the rarer yellow peony is exquisite, but I am obsessed with the corrally pink peonies.Aren't they beauteous!
So while I am waiting for some future monsieur to bring me my perfect bunch, I bought these for myself yesterday and arranged them. I saw them and it was just love at first sight, I knew these enchanting little pixie carnations needed to come home with me. The flowers are from Costco and the vase is from Ikea. And they look much better in person
Now off to make some lemon buttercream cupcakes for tomorrows FHE! Woohoo!
Birds on a wire, slogans in the mind
So, yesterday I am driving home from work and I am passing So Cupcake and I look up and notice about 70ish gray pigeons perched jauntily on a telephone wire.
And then I noticed one white bird, amidst all of these pigeons that seemed to be the color of an old Nokia cell phone.
Two thoughts came into my head when I saw this
1. I am Autumn, so of course my initial reaction was AHHH! SO MANY BIRDS! SCARY! RUN, DRIVE, SKIP AWAY FROM THE DEATHLY MONSTERS! If you don't know me, suffice it to say I am scared of birds.
2. I thought, this image is a Mormon Ad, just waiting to happen.
I can see the slogan now...
Two thoughts came into my head when I saw this
1. I am Autumn, so of course my initial reaction was AHHH! SO MANY BIRDS! SCARY! RUN, DRIVE, SKIP AWAY FROM THE DEATHLY MONSTERS! If you don't know me, suffice it to say I am scared of birds.
2. I thought, this image is a Mormon Ad, just waiting to happen.
I can see the slogan now...
family, isn't it about...time?
Oh wait, that one has been used already. No, seriously, can't you just see that picture and this...
Let your purity stand out...
OR
stand out amidst the filth, let your purity shine
I love that a Mormon Ad slogan is what popped into my head. The Gospel is great.
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