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Kitschy cool and cottage chic

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This room is calling my name. This combo of cottage cute and collectable treasures speaks to me. I have always wanted a little cottage to decorate in a colorful shabby chic/country charm way. I would love a little cottage by the lake or ocean (even better) just so I could decorate in a  cottagey way. I’m in love!

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This room doesn’t say cottage but I can’t get over the fifties charm, so cool. My grandmother had the very same table with chairs in  chili pepper red. I could eat here.

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Oh what can I say… the rich color of the wooden planks, the slip covered furniture, the little pink frig, mint green table and that chandelier, Once again, I’m in love.

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Love, love this cottage clean look, breakfast anyone? This room stirs up a hearty appetite for pancakes, eggs and sausage, mmm.

The following images are my shots of the kitschy cottage, by-the-sea, that I called home for one week.

 

This was my breezy living room looking onto a shell covered path to the beach, loved it!

 The perfect little dining nook with a view of the palm trees and screened in porch, complete with tiny geckos soaking up the sun.

 The guest bedroom was so darn cute, it’s a shame we didn’t have anyone to fill it.

I’m feeling a little cottage envy today, perhaps it’s because I’m off to work to help my customers pick out the perfect furniture and acessories for their cottage… sigh

Enjoy your day

xo-jj

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April 19, 2010 Posted by | confessions, Hello Miss Manners, me | , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

I love the journey

This is the little chapel by the sea on Captiva. There is something so serene about this place- I love it.

My travels south started out with traffic jams and a grumpy hubby who said we are never taking our vacation by car again-back to the sky next year. The drive was my idea. It had been a long time since I traveled afar by car, we always fly to our destinations but I had this romantic idea of the open road and little kitschy places tucked away off the beaten path just waiting to be discovered by me.

You know that dream of mine… hopping in a hippie van and traveling the us with my camera and a journal, documenting every ounce of cool and kitschy I can find.

The cool and the kitschy were not along the expressway and I didn’t take many pics, didn’t even write one sentence in my journal. I’m not sure why, it just didn’t happen.

The ride home was a little different. We were forced to get off the beaten path when the expressway was nearly closed down due to the insane amount of people heading north after spring break and the snow birds heading back to Michigan. This was a good thing!

Although I didn’t get a chance to take any pictures or jot things down in my journal, (hubby was driving like a mad man in an attempt to get out of Florida and get away from the people he claimed didn’t know how to drive, I was hanging on for dear life) I did see some things that were amazing and kind of surreal. I saw tiny shacks and mini log cabins that looked like something out of the 1930’s. They were full of life, clothes hanging on the line, junk scattered across the yard, children playing  out front and one with an alligator hook hanging over the pond, baited and ready to catch sunday’s dinner. It was hard to believe we were still in Florida or the U.S. for that matter.

Since I didn’t get a chance to take pics at rapid speed,( hubby wasn’t stopping for anything at that point) I borrowed this image of a Florida shack from sxc.hu.

We passed tiny houses that looked like they hadn’t been changed or updated in 80 years or more. Just as I felt like we had entered a time warp, we would pass a modern gas station or car dealership, out in the middle of nowhere. It was interesting and kind of amazing too. This was the old Florida drive I remember taking as a child, very rural and charming. I guess one could feel sad when looking at the dilapidated places along the road but it just wasn’t like that. They were full of life and seemed to be a lifestyle that was lived on purpose, simpler and uncomplicated, or so it seemed, maybe this was just my romantic side believing that these people had chosen a life that imitated a simpler and happier time for them . I can’t believe how much lives differ from one area to another.

This trip was restful and refreshing but it stirred up that wander-lust inside me. I’m just itching to hop that hippie bus to destinations unknown, journal in hand, camera ready.

xo-jj

April 15, 2010 Posted by | bad boys, Hello Miss Manners, me, nasty habits | , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Quickie in Chicago

This image was borrowed from a flicker friend

The last few weeks have been fast and furious,no time to savour or reflect on anything. I’m getting ready to embark on my yearly spring break in just a few days and I’m overwhelmed with must do’s before I go. Even so I had to make good on a promise I made to a little girl (the princess) that I would take her to the Chicago American Girl store to spend  her Christmas money. So on Sunday I did just that. Packed up the car with mommy princess, baby princess, grammy princess and great-grammy princess. We left very early morning and returned very, very late at night.  It was a long way to go for just a few hours of fun but totally worth it.

She was so exited and over whelmed at first it was fun to watch. Even at the young age of two princess Giselle is addicted to dolls, jewels and all things girlie.  The cutest part of the whole day was when we entered the bitty-baby room and she let out a gasp and then grabbed her doll and said look…. your friends. It almost made me cry and definitely made the trip worth while. The store is amazing at three stories tall. It’s also exhausting.

Lanie the doll of the year was Giselle’s pick-she’s adorable.

We didn’t make many other stops except my fave store- Anthrolpologie- love it like no other.  As I entered the store my heart raced and my palms got sweaty. I looked, I drooled and I dreamed but I didn’t spend. I’m so proud of myself. This trip was for the princess and besides I have no funds to spend with vacation just 3 days away.

Now if I can only smooth the bags under my eyes and guzzle enough coffee to get my butt out of this chair and off to work… Need sleepy and a comfy pair of shoes to get me through this day!

Happy Monday

xo-jj

March 29, 2010 Posted by | family woes, me, rants | , , , , | 5 Comments

Milo and the peculiar princess

After enduring many days of blowing snow and frigid temperatures Milo’s visit to the crazy kingdom of this and that began to improve. A fabulous party was under way and he was the guest of honor.  He danced, he ate, he laughed and then the moment he had been waiting for came to pass. It was time to meet the peculiar Princess Giselle and her wee under study Fabulous Fairah. He graciously offered his hat to the princess as she inspected his dapper attire. The giggling, the kissing the sugary snacks, it was almost too much for a bug who had spent the better part of his life in Debra’s closet.

Milo with the peculiar princess of  peppermint peak

Milo with Fabulous Fairah, a princess in training

Alas it is time for this traveling bug to head on down the road for a visit to Linda at Lime in the Coconut. His journey will begin after a wee winters nap.

Thanks Debra for sending Milo on this world tour. He will be on his way in a few days.

xo-jj

February 18, 2010 Posted by | Hello Miss Manners, me, should be illegal | , , , , , , | 3 Comments

I’m getting ready for a trip around the world

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When I first entered blog land a few years ago I hopped in with both feet by joining One World One Heart.  I loved the idea of people connecting from around the globe. It was an opportunity to share my world and something I made with a complete stranger who could be from anywhere. OWOH introduced me to some truly wonderful people and artists from around the world. I missed my opportunity to join last year but I have jumped on the band wagon just in time to take part this year. 

I already have what I think is the perfect treasure to give away. It’s something I made a while back with the inspiration for freedom and the hope of living in a world of peace and acceptance. I can’t wait to become a part of this inspirational group once again. In 2009 there were 911 bloggers who participated from a total of 28 different countries- that’s amazing! This international event brings kindred spirits from all walks of life together and spreads a wave of love that’s hard to describe.

This could be a wonderful experience for you to meet new people and an opportunity to receive something lovingly made or bought by a kindred spirit from around the world. So stop by on January 25th when OWOH begins and sign up for my drawing. On that day’s post I’ll have a link to the whimsical bohemian so you can take a magic carpet ride around the world. Pack your bags for this fabulous trip that begins on January 25th and ends on February the 15th.

I can’t wait!

xo-jj

January 20, 2010 Posted by | Hello Miss Manners, me, rants, secrets | , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Snowy days, HGTV, Project Runway, exotic jewelry and me

Most of you know that I love all kinds of fashion. Whether its interior design( fashions for the home) or personal fashion (that little black dress) I love it so much-maybe a little too much. I’m an avid watcher of HGTV (when I can steal the remote from the big guy) and love, love Project Runway.  A few months ago I met the host of Project Runway, Tim Gunn, during one of his mall appearances. It was fun and unexpected. I would probably never wear anything the show’s designers created but its been fun to see the amazing ideas they’ve come up with.

I hate to admit it but during this time of year the television becomes very important to me. I love the escape that the Travel Channel allows and the opportunity to house shop on House Hunters without leaving my chair. I also love to watch the creative ideas and the extreme challenges that take place during Project Runway. The seventh season starts on January 14th, just 8 days away. This year it will be broadcast on the  Lifetime  channel and you can find out more about this seasons designers and judges right here. 

Well Thats it- I thought I’d let you know what was on my mind today and what I’m putting together for today’s article in my fashion column. In Monday’s article  I had to mention the inspiring jewelry I found at World Market, half price of course. It looks like it came from Marrakesh and makes me feel exotic when I where it. I love things that inspire a feeling of travel or look like it was pulled from a private collection of travel treasures. I may be all grown up (over 40) but I still like to pretend. 

Have a wonderful Wednesday…

xo-jj

January 6, 2010 Posted by | confessions, lovers, me | , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

Feeling like a uper

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If you’re not from Michigan you may be confused or concerned about my spelling, so I’ll explain. Uper is an acronym for the people who live in the upper peninsula of Michigan which might as well be it’s own state. It’s detached in more ways than one. After you cross the five mile long mackinaw bridge into the UP you might as well have entered another country. The land is different and so are the people. It is a great place to get away from everything  including stores restaurants and most modern conveniences but the bugs are big enough to drain the blood from grandma, the family pet and still be left thirsting for more.  Okay the lake Superior coast line is wild and gorgeous and the Porcupine Mountains on the west side are beautiful but everything else is flat, deserted and BORING! 

Upers are a different breed, they dress in flannel shirts, furry hats and rubber boots. They smell like campfire and say things like Ya and Ah? Their big night out is a contest with the neighbor to see who can down a six pack of cheap beer the fastest while melting the rubber on their boots in front of a bon-fire .  It’s a whole other world-fun to visit but it would kill me to live there.  I don’t own any flannel and my rubber boots sprung a leak last spring.

I usually visit Lake Superior every summer but didn’t managed a trip this year.  Washington State was pretty simuliar anyway. If you manage to visit say ya to the upers for me. 

Gotta go pour myself a third cup of coffee so I can make it through another Monday morning. 

Happy Monday

xo-jj

August 31, 2009 Posted by | me, rants | , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

The Enchanted Garden

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Loved this little cottage of garden treasures.

During our winding drive along hwy 101 to the sea shore in Washington State we passed a sign that said, The painted lady lavender farm. Well of course I was intrigued, to say the least, so I pulled my little car up the stone path toward a most enchanted garden. What a magical place of sweet lavender and secret recipes. A cozy fireplace welcomed us to a little sitting area hidden by lovely flowering vines.  I cut a bouquet of lavender during our tour of edible plants (daylillies, etc). This was like a secret garden of little cottages inhabited by tiny creatures (chickens and other poultry type beasts) The owners were very kind but quite eccentric. They used secret recipes to produce all kinds of jellies and jams.  Sue insisted that my son take a bite of a chanterelle mushroom before we left. She gathered them to use in her special soup the next day. He was convinced that he would experience some heavy hallucinations afterward but luckily that didn’t happen.  hee, he

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This photo was borrowed from  Essences of the past on blogger

It was a very interesting and welcomed stop on our long drive that day- spontaneous moments and unexpected stops are the best. We headed back down the hillside toward the seaside town of Illwaco with a fragrant bouquet of lavender in my lap and a jar of sweet strawberry jam in his, still giggling about the interesting sights and conversations we left behind.

xo-jj

August 27, 2009 Posted by | me, secrets | , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Letting go; A mother’s journey

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I’ve returned home with mixed emotions dancing around in my head but my heart is filled with joy. Joy for the moments and people in my life, joy for the opportunities and beauty the universe has to offer and joy in this very moment here with you.  It’s important to get lost in the moments and let go of some of the self-control that runs our lives. That grip can squeeze every once of goodness out of the present time. Some times it’s important to slow down and  just breathe, cloud gaze, dig in the dirt, feel gratitude and cultivate that inner smile.

I’m lingering an inner smile that feels a bit like the slippery moments that are enjoyed during the in-between state of consciousness.  My mind is wandering, reflecting, but mostly enjoying the tiny joyful moments of my life that are strung closely together.

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My trip was filled with moments, of feeling lost without care, discovery of new places and people, taking in the sights of a beautiful landscape and the feeling of letting go. Opening up and letting go can be painful but it can also be a beautiful thing. We wandered the city of Portland without any concept of time and experienced a culture that was new and somewhat unusual.

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 I met up with my wonderful on-line friend, Lucinda, and she took me sight seeing along the gorge. Thank you Lucinda, you’re a beautiful person! The next morning  my son and I journeyed westward through miles of forests until we reached the ocean shore. We then drove across the beach with sea-spray in our hair and a laugh in our hearts. It was a beautiful moment of madness and freedom as I began to let go. My control flowed out the window and tumbled across the beach until it met with the sea. Who knows where it went from there.

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Our wandering took us to the mountains and back. It was a series of beautiful moments of self- discovery and sharing. Good-byes are never easy but quite often necessary. Infinite love is something a mother fully understands. The landscape was only a symbol for what we were about to experience as mother and child. The act of letting go of someone you love, so that he can soar, is like climbing a mountain. There are moments of pain and difficulty that must be endured. My difficulty was answered back with a veiw that was more beautiful and liberating than anything thus far. The sight of my child spreading his wings with the courage to leave the nest is one of those joyful moments.

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 “Something good will come of this.”  I told myself as I boarded the plane alone. I felt my body lighten as I opened up to the moment and all the infinite possibilities that life has to offer and then I was truly free, just like the clouds outside my window.

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Someone once said, “The key elements of life are time and people.”

Let go and just breathe, Junie, just breathe!

xo-jj

August 18, 2009 Posted by | confessions, me, photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 10 Comments

Journey to the other-side

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Someone once said,

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference. “

I’ve always had a secret desire to buy an old VW hippy van and travel across the US with my camera, a notebook and an open mind. I would love the adventure of an open road laid out before me and the nostalgia of a retro ride not to mention the great gas mileage. So as I embark on my journey in the air to the Pacific North West I will close my eyes and imagine that I’m making this journey on the open road, in this….

I found this pic on Wheels weekly- I love it.  Now imagine my face behind the wheel with a big smile. Get packed Jana, my stylish friend, I’m headed your way and yes your bare feet are welcome on the dash. I can see us now with the wind in our hair and not a care on our faces as we head into Portland to pick up an artsy goddess named Lucinda on our way to the beach. We’ll be having a claim bake in the sand and everyone is invited to join us. Lisa, the beautiful world traveler, is headed up the coast in her sports car for the unravelling reunion. I can’t wait to meet her. I know Susannah the unravelling queen  and many others will be there.  There will be laughter and tears that will last for several days. Music playing, cameras clicking and wine flowing as the surf tumbles across our feet.

That’s my fantasy trip but reality is quite different. I’m headed to Portland Oregon with my son to get him set up for a college internship. There will be many details to tidy up and then a sad goodbye as I leave him in in the north west and return home alone. I’m happy he is taking this opportunity but sad that he’ll be so far from home. I know it’s only a plane ride away but a flight to Pacific North West is damned expensive.  That V-dub bus is looking better all the time.

This trip will be busy but we’ll take some time for fun, a jaunt to the west coast and a visit with my Unravelling friend Lucinda, but this growing up stuff is hard to except. I’m thankful and sad at the same time. So the real deal is that I will be headed to the Detroit airport a little before 5am tomorrow morning to board a plane headed westward.  Deborah, The Mid-life Poet, and sweetest girl in blog-land, has promised to be floating in the pool as I  fly-over around 10:45 Michigan time.  I will return next week and resume a normal life of a mid-western girl.

It’s time for a little more caffeine and a lot of busy work getting ready for the trip. I have bags to pack, a house to clean, errands to run and hugs to give before I embark on my journey across the country. Leave me your thoughts and words of wisdom and I will try to check in during the trip. 

Oregon is a beautiful place with it’s many bridges over rivers that are cut out of the mountains, on a rage toward the sea. I hope to have some insightful moments and wonderful images to share with all of you when I return but for now I leave you with a quote from one of my faves by Norman Maclean.

“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.”

Bye for now.

Take care.

xo-jj

Let the journey begin…

August 11, 2009 Posted by | me, rants, saga | , , , , , , , , , | 8 Comments