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“We were together. I forget the rest.”

{feeling domestic}

here’s a few things i’ve come across on the webs that are inspiring me to cozy up our house. and maybe even cook a romantic dinner.

some lovelies from terrain.

tri-color tablecloth

 

bonnie’s black and blue jam

 

 

 

polka dot bath towel

 

honeycomb hand towel

 

weck juice jars

 

 

 

an illustrated guide to cocktails. hand drawn, with a fox on the cover. done!

 

 

 

a romantic dinner for two, seen here, via kinfolk.

Here’s a quiet 1st year anniversary dinner at home. Apparently it started with a bottle of champagne and ended with a neighborhood power outage that went unnoticed thanks to candle-light and an iPod. Both the champagne and fabric streamers were saved from their wedding.

Pretty darn sweet.

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One comment on “{feeling domestic}

  1. Hanna
    July 13, 2011

    oh , oh I am obsessed with Weck jars. I have little mini ones that I like to cook sweet things in:)

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This entry was posted on July 13, 2011 by .

Jessica Clare

Preschool teacher, writer, trouble maker.

LIVES: Seattle. By way of Santa Fe, San Francisco, and NYC.
LOVES: John
DAYDREAMS:Strong coffee. Gourmet magazine. Stinky cheese. Date night with new strappy heels. Green chile. Going back to India. Unabashed displays of love. Vegetable gardens. Clean sheets. Unruly stacks of books. Breaking Bad marathons. Writing like Joan Didion ,Gabriel Garcia Marquez, and Joseph Stroud. Cookbooks. French 75s. Sequins with jeans. Leaving love notes.
BELIEVES: “A human being is part of the whole, called by us ‘Universe,’ a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest – a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole nature in its beauty. Nobody is able to achieve this completely, but the striving for such achievement is in itself a part of the liberation, and a foundation for inner security.” Albert Einstein “The important thing is not to think much but to love much and so do that which best stirs you to love.” St. Teresa of Avila “People say that what we’re all seeking is a meaning for life. I don’t think that’s what we’re really seeking. I think that what we’re seeking is an experience of being alive, so that our life experiences on the purely physical plane will have resonances without own innermost being and reality, so that we actually feel the rapture of being alive.” Joseph Campbell

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