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08 October 2014

Boterkoek dutch butter cake my FAVORITE FAVORITE thing

My favorite things come in many shapes and sizes. But one that smells good and tastes amazing…that's a favorite-favorite thing!

This amazing treat is a recipe that has been in my family for years. Simple. Decadent. Delicious. Like oh-my-word-make-me-stop-eating-slice-after-slice delicious. Word of warning…IF you over indulge, the butter just might kill you. No. Seriously. Worst heart burn ever. But yet…still worth it.

My heritage is Dutch. And the Dutch are good for a few things. Solid work ethic. Immaculate homes and gardens. And we know how to eat….well. This rich, dense butter cake….boterkoek is easy to make and will guarantee new friends in your life…that is if you can bring yourself to share!

07 October 2014

Let's hear it for the boys Fashion Rules for Guys the do's and don'ts of style

This one is for the guys. The men. The studs in our lives. I know you boys feel neglected sometimes. I know you really don't care about makeup and women's fashion…but yet you keep coming back! Such dedication! Well, now it's time you were rewarded. Let's focus on you and some simple do's and don'ts.

Guys fashion is much less complex than the girls. Not basic. Just more classic. Less changing. If you stick with a few rules and know when it's time to throw out your pleated pants circa a long time ago because they add 15 pounds and 15 years…you're golden. Men's fashion is about a few essential pieces and some know how. Shall we proceed?
image from AE.com

02 October 2014

It's time to poop glitter and rainbows. Bullies beware.

What if? What if we did something different? Something out of the box. Something radical. What if we started trying to make a positive difference in another human beings life. Something small. Something meaningful. Something encouraging. Something positive.

What would THAT do to the bullies?
Let's face it. We can educate all we want. We can prepare ourselves. But we cannot stop those who are hell bent on trashing our lives…our reputation…our feelings…our self esteem.

But what if we tried?
Tried to outweigh the bad with good? Tried to lift spirits. Tried to create smiles. Tried to do something that does NOTHING for ourselves, but everything for others…whether they deserve or not. What if?

My daughter Isabel has a teacher at her school that has made an impact on her life. This teacher cares. This teacher is fully invested in her students. This teacher has a pure heart. I don't think it's even remotely coincidental that her last name is Wisehart… I think it was preordained. She will do great things and leave a wake of inspiration behind her.

01 October 2014

The one shoe you MUST buy for fall and winter it's bootie time

Let's face it. Most of us don't have a ton of discretionary income to just go out and buy whatever we want, when we want it. Really, how many do? And if you happen to be a parent…you know you are at the bottom of the list when it comes to NEW. Why do they have to keep growing?

But sometimes…one new addition to your wardrobe…one item that transcends…one little fashion boost…can make all the difference in the world.

Boots. More specifically…booties. Because as difficult as it is for me to fathom, not everyone has the same affinity for those luscious leather calf wrappers. But booties? These work for everyone. Hey! I saw that smirk of doubt! Stick with me!

25 September 2014

When it's time to say enough. done. be still.

It's morning. I gently awake from a unsettled sleep with the slightly irritating buzz on my wrist. My Fitbit telling me it is 6:15. Time to get up. I reach across the bed and touch my husbands arm. Sleeping. Finally. Since he was sick this summer sleep eludes him…restless…uncomfortable…in pain. It hurts my heart. He needs to sleep, so I quietly exit the bed, fumble for my sweats on the floor, and leave the room...silently closing the door behind me. Daughter number one is singing in the kitchen. Singing! At 6:15 AM. Who does that? Yet it causes me to smile. I am immediately greeted by wagging tails and cold noses…mama's up mama's up, maybe we will get food!

I open the slider and let the furry girls out and the rush of cold air hits me, taking my breath away. Immediately I feel a sense of dread. Dread...because I know winter is coming. Dread...because I hate the cold. Dread...because my depression is always at its all time high in the colorless gray of winter. My feet are cold on the patio. Why didn't I grab my slippers?

24 September 2014

Who says black eyes aren't sexy? My new favorite thing...

Evening routine. A few minutes of downtime. Maybe a glass of wine. Wash my face. Go to bed. But sometimes I get stuck on the "wash my face". It's like I know I should…but the makeup and the scrubbing. And sometimes it comes off, but sometimes it doesn't. And then I have that moment of, well, if I sleep on my back the make up won't rub off on my pillow and then maybe it will wash off in the shower. No. Seriously. I do talk to myself like that. Tell me you don't!

And it's not that I wear a lot of makeup (see #7 on my "you might be an introvert" post) but I do wear eye liner and mascara. Every day. Don't judge. But dang…sometimes that stuff is stubborn. I've tried those makeup remover cloths and pads but it feels like an abrasive rub down on my eyes. No thank you.

But Eureka. I've found it. Ok, Birchbox found it. But they sent it to me, so now I can claim it. Do you see what I love Birchbox so much. They find me goodies I would have never found on my own! Still haven't signed up…seriously…can we even be friends anymore? You don't listen to me anyway! Here's your link…. click here … for Pete's sake - you WILL thank me later. Anyway, I digress…

The bomb diggity product. Ok, I made another video - and it's equally as bad as last weeks PopSugar review video…and my friend Melanie is going to KILL me for using my iPhone vertical…and I promise I will never ever do it again…but for the sake of you loving the product…and not judging me…I am posting it anyway. I'm sorry Melanie!!!!! See for yourself why I am in love….

23 September 2014

A little black, a touch of lace, a smidge of boots and a lot of sass - fall fashion

There was a time when fall was my favorite season. And if I dig deep I may have a small part of myself that still believes it. But after a winter of sub zero temps and a horrific amount of "that white stuff" ( I can't even bear to say the word ) I'm just about done. Fall leads into winter. Winter is bad. Therefore fall can no longer be my favorite. 

However, the siren call of boots and tights is loud, and I easily give in to the fashion that knows me so well. Obviously my resistance is low.

I just returned last night from the amazing TypeA conference. Exhausted yet inspired. My mind is spinning with new ideas and possibilities. I even had the opportunity to speak about how to build a small business while competing with the big guys. And truly...it was the kick off for my fall wardrobe.

Each day I MEANT to take photos of what I was wearing, but days were full - nights were busy, you know the drill. However, I did manage to coerce a couple friends to do some clicking.

Day one was my presentation day. I wanted to look professional yet still be my typical artsy bohemian self. I'm fairly sure this will become a standby.