Flea Market Fixer Challenge

Today I get to kick off my partnership with Valspar paint! So excited to be on its Blogger Panel this year; and share some really cool projects and color stories with all of you. The challenge for today’s post was to find a flea market piece to make over with Valspar’s Chalky Finish Paint.

Sprucing up flea market finds has been one of my favorite hobbies since I was in college, so couldn’t wait to tackle this mission. We have been discovering some of the great antique and flea markets Atlanta has to offer. Saturday Gabe and I made a date of it, and we went on the hunt for some possible subjects to make over…

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We started at Lakewood Antique Market. Lots of good pieces ready for some love. The Fiestaware always calls my name. Paris on Ponce and Scotts Antiques are two other fantastic places to play treasure hunt, but since we were already up north we ended up at Queen of Hearts…. [Read more…]

The art of getting dressed.

The art of getting dressed (photo source)

I see myself in some of these women above. I have a feeling I will be wearing big sunnies and a yellow scarf at the age of 73. There’s a reason for that…

I have three beautiful children, each with their own inquisitive, curious, and unique personalities.
They ask me approximately 143 questions each and every day.
Since Max cannot talk yet, he smacks me on the leg an equal amount of times to get my attention or show me something new.
Oh how I love those little dimpled hands, and their dimpled cheeks and wonderous eyes.
And oh how weary I can get by 5 PM.
Motherhood is my favorite aspect of life, and so I commit each week to try to become a better one.

One of these ways is getting up a little earlier than my little ones to get spiritually and physically dressed.
I have a little prayer/meditation time, and then I sometimes (sometimes mind you!) I get dressed.
I go into my closet and instead of being on the receiving end of many questions, I get to make some decisions. I get to creatively assemble what reflects the weather, mood, or goals for the day. Sometimes that is workout wear, but sometimes, it is my favorite jeans, oversized sweater, and bold lipstick.
The art of getting dressed.
It does something for me. It gets me equipped for what the day will bring like a fresh cup of coffee and a clean kitchen. You see, we each have this ability to choose who we will be in this life, and how we will give to those around us. We each have our own set of physical characteristics as well as personality and character traits. There are not two of us who are the same. In this fact alone, I celebrate! I celebrate the ability to have a fresh start each morning, with the choice to be the best version of myself.

My grandmother Lucia had a marvelous hat collection.
She is one of the strongest women I have ever met.
Having lived through poverty, the loss of children, moving her spanish speaking family to an english speaking city, and feeding many mouths faithfully and lovingly every day of her life. Lucia dressed her best every single Sunday, and would pull out one of her many hats to wear to church. She would smile and hold her head high, and you could sense the pride in which she felt when she was her best dressed.

My grandmother Margaret still does her makeup.
She also raised  a large and wonderful family, and worked every day as an oil painter for my grandfather’s photography business.
In every photo she is breathtakingly beautiful.
She can ride her bike around town, and her old victorian home draws in many grandchildren and visitors who love to have her ear. She is such a good listener.
I received a handwritten letter from her this week I consider it a treasure.
She still has incredible style, and puts on lipstick for all the right occasions.

I get dressed every day because it is the art of womanhood.
It is taking the example of the great women who exemplified living a life of purpose.
It is small step in the goal to pass on with grace the life giving love we are capable of.

I think I’ll read this essay again tomorrow afternoon when my son’s peanut butter stained hand is patting my favorite jeans…



Happy New Year - St. Louis

(Pic we snapped on New Year for this Conde Nast Traveler post. Dress by Donna Morgan)

2015. That is large number to type out and frankly has my 1999 heart wigging out.
I’ll come to terms eventually….maybe in June or July.

2014 was such a whirlwind that I crashed hard towards the end. It left me in need of a clear calendar and time to rest. 
I was doubting everything, which meant it was time to reflect and renew. I don’t think we always have to have all the resolutions and clarity come January 1st, and sometimes those goals take a while to formulate. I am patiently waiting for those big clear ideas to arrive, but maybe they flew the coop and will never come back? Oh well. For now, these bigger, non-concrete goals that will take daily attention are taking root…

1) No Expectations – Not out of fear of disappointments, but a freedom to live each day as it comes with an acceptance of the good and the messy and everything in between. Small stepsI’m taking  for living a peace filled home:)

2) Break free of those negative limitations we can easily put on ourselves, and allow God to break through and surprise me with what He can do when I let go of the controls.

Gabe and I always make goals for us and for our family as well. I also set business or blog goals, but to be honest, I am waiting for the fog to clear on the direction of this blog and The Brand Market. Will keep you posted on that;)

What about you friends? I’d love to hear your goals, resolutions, or WORD of the year!

Thanks for being a part of 2014, and I am looking forward to a fresh new year with you all!