A Face A Day

It seems as though my blog has taken a backseat to my Pinterest boards... however,
I just came across a delightful project called "a face a day". I love it so much.
It reminds me of the back-stories that my friends and I make up about random people in restaurants. 


I am a Designer

I'm going to go ahead and assume that every guy has read this, 
and that is why I can't get a date. Dang me and my graphic designer-ness.
50 reasons not to date
a graphic designer
1. They are very weird people.
2. There are billions of them in the world, like colors on the screen of your computer.
3. They will analyse conversations in layers.
4. You will spend the day assembling furniture from IKEA.
5. They drink and eat all kinds of weird s**t just because they like the packaging.
6. They hate each other.
7. You’ll come out the last out of the movies because you have to see the full list of credits.
8. They cant change a light bulb or without making a sketch.
9. They f**k up all the tables with their cutters.
10. They rather study the paisley pattern on your outfit than listen to what you have to say.
11. They will fill your house with magazines and whatever is out there that has drawings.
12. You never know if it is really an original or a copy.
13. They make collages with your photos.
14. They do not know how to add and subtract, they just understand letters.
15. They idolize people who nobody knows and speak of them as if they were his colleagues.
16. They take pictures almost daily and all are cut in weird shapes.
17. They ask your opinion about everything but  they do whatever they want.
18. Everything is left justified, right or center unless they arrive late.
19. They hate Comic Sans with the same passion they love Helvetica.
20. They use iPhone for everything, because everyone has one.
21. You can not decorate the house without consulting them.
22. They steal street signs.
23. Always carry their hands painted with something.
24. They buy dolls unfinished for them to paint.
25. Everything becomes something other than what it really is: cards as tickets, cards as …
26. When arguing, you will be nicknamed like the OSX spinning wheel (not affectionately)
27. Do not know how to dress without consulting the Pantone book.
28. They hate Excel.
29. They read comics.
30. They want to save the world only with a poster.
31. You will spend the day brainstorming.
32. On vacation they will take you to countries that you do not know exist and have no beach.
33. Museums are their second home.
34. They know more positions than the Kamasutra.
35. They can’t go to a restaurant without secretly critiquing the menu design.
36. They listen to music you have never heard of.
37. They can´t cook a normal dish, they always have to experiment with new ingredients.
38. They read rare books: stories of children, Semiotics …
39. When they are going to tell you something, everyone has read it in their facebook and twitter.
40. They have own iPods before you knew they existed.
41. The orgasm they remember is when they heard that Adobe was acquiring Macromedia.
42. They have their own shops just for them and there are the most expensive in the city.
43. They want to spend all the money in the Apple Store.
44. You will never understand their gifts.
45. They see ordinary objects and laugh.
46. You wake up in the middle of the night hearim them screaming “When is the deadline?”
47. They see CMYK and RGB like Neo sees the Matrix.
48. They dream of the day nobody will make a single change to their designs.
49. They rather pay for a font than for a special birthday gift.
50. They are always sleepy because they work 24/7.



Have a good weekend!


Eye Candy

I've been enjoying these images today.
dazed and confused fashion spread with embroidery.
collaboration by: Richard Burbridge, Robbie Spencer & Maurizio Anzeri.
images from here


Welcome to the Family!

My first niece:
Sadie Rose Dawson
Born: June 2nd

*insert "oohs" and "awws"here*


A Great Walk

 Some people look fine in the morning after going to bed with wet hair.
I am not one of them.

Thankfully, my hair was not an indication of how my weekend would go.
On friday, Tif and I took our bi-annual walk to the Robin's Nest for lunch. 
It was a gorgeous day with the temple flowers in full bloom:

After a tasty lunch at the Nest, Tif and I started walking toward our next destination. We made it about 10 feet until we got sidetracked. Sidetracked by old pictures.
And postcards. And books. And books. And books.
From there, we walked down to Les Madeleines for macaroons,
(or as they call them, 'shanghai buttons'). I got two passionfruit macaroons:
(Insert drooling here).
I have never had a macaroon before so I didn't know what I was missing out on. Now I know. 
Who would have guessed that those two little passionfruit buttons would open up a monster in me...I needed more. Now we were on a quest. After we walked over to a little clothing shop,
and took some pictures in front of a lovely wall,
we decided to hit up Gourmandise on our hunt for macaroons.
...and lookie what we found:
Hey pretties! I'm going to eat you!
We wrapped up our walk after Gourmandise and headed home.
Unfortunately/fortunately, the taste for macaroons was still with me. 


I went back:
Hazelnut, chocolate, raspberry, lemon and vanilla little angels.
After I bought my treasures, I went and perused the old picture/bookstore again.
I found this very sad-looking Pinocchio book. I'm glad that Disney didn't go with this version.
I did, however, walk away with some gems:
Thanks, weekend. You were good to me.