The Wooden Spoon

Monday, August 31, 2015

In an effort to love Dallas more I came up with the idea of "Satur-Dallas" which is just a "super clever" (please note the sarcasm) way of saying that every Saturday Michael and I are going to go somewhere new. Try a new restaurant, see a new shop, maybe explore the outdoors? Anything and everything! In my opinion Dallas doesn't present the cool things about it well. The fun hip spots are hidden behind all the freeways and shiny glass buildings. So once a week we are going to go looking for it. I need some inspirations. I'm planning on toting my DSLR along with me to try and get better at taking/editing pictures. And so it begins.

This Saturday we went to The Wooden Spoon. It is a scandinavian focused store up in Plano. Because Michael is straight Danish we decided to go check it out to see if we could acquire a few tastes of home. It is located in kind of a weird area in an old house. They have some authentic scandinavian candy (not our favorite kinds but it would do in a pinch) and food. Overall the store is a little kitschy, but cute. I was hoping there would be pastry. This will be a great resource during the holidays when I need some pre-made Julehjerte for decorations. The lady running the store was of norwegian descent. It seems like they have a fun little scandinavian community up there. Apparently in Octorber there is going to be a Smørresbrød Sunday (bread and butter sunday) so we need to come up for that. Hopefully we can meet some other Dallas Danes.
And we vlogged the whole thing! After the break.

4th Year Anniversary Photos

Friday, August 28, 2015

A lot has changed for us this past year. A new city, 2 new jobs, 1 niece, 1 nephew, a couple of trips, some self improvement. It's been hard and good. Kind of like taking these pictures. We quite literally scaled a building to get up on the top of this parking garage and it was very worth it. I think it kind of looks like outer space in a very awesome way.

I wish I had some sage marriage advice or a post titled "10 things I have learned about marriage" up my sleeve but I don't. Sometimes it is really wonderful, but it is also terribly hard figuring out how to share your entire life with someone. I honestly feel a bit mad at times trying to even it all out.

What I can say is there is nothing quite like someone waiting for you to come to bed. Knowing that at the end of every long day there is someone, somewhere, waiting for you to rest your head on the pillow next to theirs. That someone is always there for you in your successes and failures. It makes the successes richer and the failures softer. You get a hug either way. Michael is very good at listening and making me feel validated. Encouraging me to pursue my goals. He reminds me to be compassionate and soft. He's my very best friend. Marriage is a lot of work but my life is so much better because he is in it. They do say that the best things in life come with the most effort. And maybe that's not very glamorous or romantic but it is instead very very good.

I love that everywhere we move somehow gets reflected in these photos that we take. If it had been a different time these would have been taken at some little indoor studio on a bedazzled background. I'm glad its 2015. Photos by the Extremely talented Allison Harp.

I'm a follower

Friday, August 14, 2015

I am a follower.

It pains me to say it.

But I am.

Growing up, before the hailstorm of social media, it was a little easier to pave your own path. I think. There were the popular kids at school and you saw them carrying their Coach bags, but when school was over, it was over. You went home it was just about you. No one inundating you with the sales happening at J. Crew or their fancy trips. I still felt it mind you. Having the coolest clothes from American Eagle was on my radar, but it was a lesser pull.

I had a friend who most definitely paved her own path. Wore what she wanted. Didn't give a care in the world about what people thought (maybe she did but I never saw it). I envied that. Admired it. It wasn't me.

Today it is all about twitter, snapchat, instagram, blogs, yadda yadda yadda. Instead of just brands trying to sell you something, it's also people trying to sell something, whether they know it or not.

People are selling their online personas. These cool hip people who have it totally together.

One day I was absentmindedly scrolling through Instagram and someone posted a photo of their bed and all of a sudden I had such an INTENSE desire to redo my whole bedding situation. Five minutes before I would not have given it a second thought, but all of a sudden now it was all I could think about. This person didn't link to her particular bedspread or even mention the brand, but, like the stalker I am, I searched all the different places I could think of until I found it. Then I bought it.

Just. What?

I am copying people that I respect. People that I aspire to be like and I do it at the expense of myself. Whether it is fashion, or politics, or ideas, I adopt to what I hear and see and accept it as my own.

And it is completely unintentional.

I don't have an answer for how to solve this. For me it has led to a few changes like deciding to discontinue fashion blogging and unfollowing a lot of people on instagram. It wasn't that those things are bad its just that they were bad for me.

I have to work harder and pay attention to my opinions (this is a mini PSA for myself). Are they mine or is it something that I have heard some where else before? Do I really like this style or is it just something someone else told me was cool?

Maybe being a follower is ok some times, but sometimes I would also like to be me.