Wednesday, March 16, 2011


Ok, guys. This is what I look like, clearly:

These are the people I've been compared to:

I used to get Julia a lot. Seems pretty loose to me. I mean, we both have brown hair (at times) and brown eyes. Don't get this as much now.

I also don't get this one. But in fairness, the guy who SWORE I looked like Sandra was a little crazy.

My sister thinks I look "EXACTLY" like Rosamund.

My friend Audra thinks I look just like Rachel McAdams.

Ok. THIS one earned 9,000 points for the guy who told me this. Audrey always wins. And the best part is, he has NO interest in impressing me.

This is the most recent comparison, Emily Blunt. I'm down with that, also.

But, in reality, I think I look the most like Carey Mulligan.

What do you think?

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Dressed in coffee bags

When I was in college, I had this job where I made coffee. Every day. For hours. I would grind it. Brew it. Serve it. Refill it. Rinse and repeat. All of our coffee beans came in these cool burlap bags. I always admired them and then we'd just throw them away.

On my last day in the office, I had a brilliant idea to make a skirt out of them and stole a bag with a tree frog on it. (You know I love me a tree frog.) BUT.


I never did anything with it.

The idea, and the burlap bag, just sat there. Through jobs. Through moves. Through trends.

And then, for some reason, this:

I finally made it.