Random. Very Random.

A few weeks ago my anal, organiz-y (she takes after my father) sister came to visit. In lieu of going to a movie, she offered (begged me, in fact) to help organize the studio. The studio had 12 square inches of floor showing, the rest had become a dumping ground for leftover Urban Market goods and projects just gone bad. I do not take after my father.

We organized and this shelf now holds every little supply I could ever need. I love to look at it.

Since I was taking pictures of the studio, thought I'd share this little find. Aren't they cute?

My inspiration board was off limits to my sissy. This is as close I can get to showing you what my brain looks like on the inside. I just work better with clutter. Where's Waldo books were made for people like us.

This weekend, I took a moment for myself. After reading this, I knew I had to take a roadtrip. The blue petticoat was seriously calling my name. The Atelier is one place I could get lost in. The best part, besides the lovely owner, is that she packages everything with love.

See?

My blue petticoat-tissue papered and wrapped in a satin bow. I can hardly stand it-reminds me of Cinderella.

Some vintage beads in a glassine bag again with the ribbon treatment. I don't even want to open the bag.

A hand stamped spoon, packed in a cream nest of tissue paper with...you guessed it, a bow. Cream and black, another color combination that I can never pass up.

These little spoons are directly from Paris--are you kidding? They are so cute. Like the size of my ring finger cute. I don't know if they're baby spoons or sugar spoons, but wrapped in a pink bow...I hardly care.

I didn't take a picture of the card, (you can see it in the above photo) but it struck something in me.

It says....

"Once she had her first taste of cotton candy, she was never quite the same."

It all makes sense now.