Monday, July 21, 2014

~ little things ~

After last week being generally shitty, I figured the universe owed me a good week.  So far, so good!  (I know it's only monday....don't remind me)

01.  my friend Rachael and I made pizza, brownies, watched Sherlock, The Breakfast Club, and went swimming at 11 pm.

02. I ate brownies and pizza

03. I designed and published a website for my photography business!

{my sweet friend Allison and her lovely face}


04. I impulse bought a pair of heels on Modcloth that I've had my eye on for a year now (is that still considered an impulse buy?)....never ignore a Modcloth sale!  You will ALWAYS find something amazing.


05. I finished my summer class today!  Six worksheets and a 9 page essay - DONE!

06. an insanely good dinner for a monday night


Now for some reading before bed, yoga in the morning, and then a trip to Lowes to get 65 white paint swatches.

xoxo,
Eliza

Thursday, July 17, 2014

~ blah blah blah ~

That's it.  My life is busy work.

{via the kitsch bitsch}

And that's not just an excuse for why the blog's been quiet for a week...

So let's talk about being busy.

As a creative person, any time spent NOT being creative is spent wishing I was creating something.  But sometimes life gets in the way of your creativity and gives you what I like to call "creative constipation."  Now, what do you do as a sufferer of creative constipation?  Well, in a perfect world, you take time off from the every day life things that require your complete attention and spend all your time creating.  But in case you're new to the program, this is not a perfect world.  

So what the hell do you do about it?  In between working and essay writing and buying underwear and eating salads, make sure you write, read, paint, photograph, and most importantly, REST.

The brain needs rest and the creative brain needs even more rest.  So take a break from things, people, and thoughts that don't enrich your life.  

You'll get your motivation back eventually.  When you have more time, or when inspiration strikes.  So take care of yourself now so you'll be ready when it comes!

xoxo,
Eliza

Friday, July 11, 2014

~ living in the past ~

I have to confess something.  I don't wish I was living in the past.  

I know, I know...the clothes were amazing, the music was fantastic, and the cars were the best, but here's the thing: I like civil rights.  I like being able to go out and get a job and have a future that doesn't involve a husband, children, and endless laundry.  I like being able to instantly connect with interesting people online and see what my old friends are up to.  I like being able to vote.  I like being able to wear what I want to wear when I want to wear it.  And I like the freedoms that come with living in the 21st century.

Now here's a story.

One time I was wearing a 1950s dress, hat, and high heels, and I had a man tell me "I wish women still dressed like that."  Now I like to think that he was simply complementing me on how I wear my clothes, but I heard something more in his voice.  What was he saying?

Women in the 1950s had far fewer clothing choices then we are blessed with today.  Undergarments were far from comfortable, and the "feminine shape" was created with weight gaining products, girdles, tightly laced waist-cinchers, and bras that aimed to please men.




Advertising told women that they were unattractive, shapeless, dumb, and thoroughly miserable unless they tried the magic vitamin, bra, dish soap, or lipstick.  Then, maybe, they would attract a husband or keep the husband they have happy.


This is not what I love about the past.  I love the aesthetic, the look, the clothes.  

I love wearing vintage clothes because of how they make me feel.  I love taking vintage-y photos because of how they make me feel.  I like wearing vintage hairstyles because of how they make me feel.



I don't like the sexism and racism of the past.

I like living in this day and age because women have more rights than they did in the past.  We still have a VERY long way to go in the fight for respect and equal rights, but what a long way we have come.

When that man said he wished women still dressed like they used to, I wonder if he knew the depth of what he was saying....Somehow I don't think he did.

So please, the next time you see someone wearing vintage, complement them on their rockin' style, don't tell them that you wish women still dressed like that.

I don't know about you, but I'm pretty happy with today's skinny jeans and birth control options.

xoxo,
Eliza

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

~ town hopping ~

Today my mama and I did one of my favorite things: town hopping!  And by town hopping, I mean driving to little towns in Florida and Georgia, looking through antique stores, eating, shopping, buying peaches and butter beans, photographing abandoned buildings, getting creeped out by the abandoned buildings, eating cinnamon buns, and shopping for books.




{the Thomasville farmer's market - best in the state!}





{I picked up a collection of Truman Capote's short stories from the bookstore}

{such an amazing old building.  I'll definitely be coming back to photograph this one in better light!}

Not a bad way to spend my day off!

xoxo,
Eliza

Monday, July 7, 2014

~ sand and sparks ~

Following a fourth of July "Jaws" viewing party, we packed up and headed to the beach on the 5th.  Because what better way to spend to spend the day after watching a movie about a gigantic shark than swim in the ocean?


{my lovely mommy}

{my new favorite vintage parasol}

{and my new favorite vintage hat}


Then that night we watched fireworks and ate blueberry pie.





xoxo,
Eliza

Friday, July 4, 2014

~ red, white, and blue ~

Happy Independence Day, fellow Americans!  And to those of you who are not American, bear with it, the day's almost over.


My sister was back in town so we had a family cook out (well, cook in), watched Jaws, and then watched puny fireworks from people's driveways since the big show was postponed until tomorrow!


I hope that everyone had a chance to celebrate with their loved ones.  And for those who are still celebrating, remember to stay safe!



Happy 4th of July from the Roosevelt brothers and me!

xoxo,
Eliza

Thursday, July 3, 2014

~ reflections ~

So tomorrow's July 4th.  We've had a heat index of 110.  I've officially run out of tank top/shorts combos.  

It's summer.

And boy, this summer has been a lot different then last year.  Last July I was fresh off a breakup (thank goodness I got out of that one), frustrated with life in general, and packing for a vacation with my mama.  I was excited for the trip but still feeling pretty shitty.

Then something happened. 

The moment we drove out of the neighborhood it was like the luggage in the backseat suddenly didn't contain all the emotional baggage I'd been carrying around with me.  For the first time in a while I was just sitting in the passenger seat, looking out the window, watching the cars rush past.  No negative thoughts.  No second guessing myself.  No worries.


Those negative feelings did creep back during the trip, but I had my little ways of pushing them out of sight.  Isn't that one of the things you have to learn in life?  How to control those things that demand to be heard, seen, and thought?  Before the trip I was pretty terrible at it, but something about the hum of the road and blur of the passing landscape lulled me into a moment of self-reflection that was a long time coming.




I could use another road trip like this one.

xoxo,
Eliza