It always seems to happen this way, doesn't it? We get so excited about something that we can't get enough, and consume so much of a good thing that in the end, we want exactly the opposite. Like a craving for green juice after a weekend of burritos and beer. Of course the same thing would happen after Easter: we've been getting our fill of pastels! brights! spring things! and -- maybe it's because too many Peeps or jelly beans were eaten -- but the only cure seems to be dark. Moody. Yet it's still spring. So, what we want to know is: can we have it both ways? I think we can.
When it comes down to it, spring is all about color. Sure there are autumn reds and winter whites, but no other season is so defined by its color palette than spring - pastels in every color of the rainbow, in every shape and form you can imagine.
We love a good cupcake topper; our nacho-philosophy is "the more the merrier;" and don't even get us started on wedding cakes. These hat tricks give us a lot of joy, so, when there's a holiday that demands we top ourselves, we take it to the next level.
Julia, Julia... how are your words of wisdom always so perfect? It's true, "A party without cake is just a meeting," and the same could be said about spring -- without its bright pops of color, Spring would just be another few months of winter! Her quote and this pin inspired us to think pink this week, and we're glad to see the internet was thinking the same.
We’re gonna have to talk about pumpkin spice for a minute. It’s time to push the reset button on this relationship. Pumpkin Spice, it wasn’t you! You did absolutely nothing wrong. You went on being delicious as you always are, but—maybe it was jealousy from all the other flavors, who knows—for some reason everyone turned on you. Get ready for a whole lot of love.
Since when did it fall become an arbiter of cliches? Seriously—"sweater season," changing leaves, pumpkin everything—all these things rock, so what's with the aggressive eye-rolling? Why are we accepting the rejection of all the tasty, pretty, awesomeness of autumn? Well, we say don't accept it! Take back the cliches, starting with one "trend" that's particularly delicious in every way: this is your official invite to come apple picking with us—come on, you know you want to!
With all the beaches, Redwoods, and Golden Gate, it can sometimes slip our minds that California has a crazy amazing wine country, too. But come August and September, it's hard to imagine doing anything but spending an afternoon in the lush vineyards plotting our second lives as winemakers. Evening harvest dinners with copious friends and wine and the backdrop of a rustic-chic barn up against a California sunset? We'll take two, thank you very much.
Go figure: as soon as Fall drops upon us, the fashion world wants to talk Spring! The whole concept is much easier though when you remember that it's not just Fashion Week but Paris Fashion Week. Just the thought of Paris has us humming Ella Fitzgerald while pulling out our crinkled, well-loved maps, and Googling "best baguette in all the land." As a tip of the chapeau, we're taking a little tour de France this week with this week's favorite pins
Goodbye to the whites and hello to plaids: the first day of fall is officially here. The last golden rays of summer sunshine are fading, temperatures are dropping and we're starting to get excited about the changes that await our kitchens, closets, and cityscapes.
Technically, the golden hour describes a time of day. But it’s so much more than a time of day. Beloved by photographers, these moments are filled with light that bathes everything in a gilded, hazy perfection. Seems to us that Mother Nature was the original Instagrammer.
There are certain events and celebrations that truly give you a sense of the season, and if you grew up in a small town, you can probably connect with our love of the annual summer fair. Passing by one now is immediately transporting: the rides, the sounds, the smells—not to mention, the chance for silver screen-worthy summer romance. If you ask us, the memory and magic of those nights spent wandering hand in hand through the fairgrounds lasts long after the crushes have faded.