July 12 Fav4 :: Manly Things
Manly Stuff for My Man.
I love my man, and I love getting him unique, covet-able things. He deserves to be spoiled — don’t all wonderful husbands deserve a surprise gift?
- Big chunky watches + bracelets = super sexy (and manly).
- Retro longboard skateboards for a smooth and very cool, manly ride.
- Beats “Ekocycle” headphones by Dr Dre with Will.i.am and CocaCola. ‘Nuff said.
- Handcrafted guitar by Santa Cruz Guitar Company = super, super sexy (…and who cares about manly when you’re sexy x2?).
Fruit Rolls and Love Notes
Fortune Cookie Fruit Rollups.
What a cute idea – Valentines or not – to sneak a love note into your kiddo’s lunch! Sticky sweet idea (pun intended) from recipebyphoto.
It’s a Lost Art, really
No One Writes Letters Anymore.
It’s a shame, really. The only thing that fills my mailbox these days is useless fliers, redundant catalogs and relentless direct mail. In fact, we don’t even think about mailboxes anymore, unless of course we’re referring to our inboxes. Correspondence has become an impersonal flow of computer-generated sentences. I yearn for the lost art of a sincerely hand-written note.
On seldom occasions I find a hand-addressed envelope in that lonely metal box on the curb. It’s my grandmother, wishing happy birthday or anniversary or another special event. Gracing a pre-printed card with her unique handwriting and personable (though slightly illegible) message. These are the letters which sit displayed on our kitchen counter to be enjoyed and adored for weeks. Wish the world did more of that – pick up a pen and note paper to send a moment of meaning by mail truck. You?
Welcome to the Black Parade
It’s All About Black.
Black. Dark. Absent of Light. Black. Some of my favorite blackness rolling around my feed-me-images brain today…
The lightness of feathers, the darkest of black.
Intimacy under the shroud of darkness.
Black filament against skin.
Sharpened into the black.
What is black without the smell and warmth of leather?
The blackest of (un)lucky cats.
Sharp wire in the night.
Oh Black, how I adore you ♥.
Pinterest Confessional
CONFESSION:
I’ve been a Pinaholic for more than a year. Seriously, I’m in deep and getting deeper (7K+ pins, yikes). It’s a crazed addiction I feed nearly every day, sometimes for hours (gasp! Did I say that out loud?).
CONFESSION, Part B:
I never go back and look at my pins. It’s a one-way title wave of content, my boards sitting lonely and unattended, taking everything I add and asking nothing in return.
The Question
I pondered… why do I not go back and look at the pins (let alone the links)? If I was enamored enough to hit that ‘pin’ button, why not revisit and take it all in? Hmm. Good question, and one that I’d love to get your opinion on. Thoughts?
The Answer (?)
My conjecture is because if you’re like me, you’re pretty fickle. Chasing that bouncing ball to the next interesting tidbit that just happens to be 2 tiles away. So. Much. Content. So. Much. To. Share. Must. Move. On.
The Quest
So here’s my challenge for you today — one I took myself this morning. Pick a board, any one of your boards (or even someone else’s you just repinned from). What else is on that board? Anything interesting? Why did you even pin it? Is there a purpose, follow-up, or a deeper-dive necessary? Does that Pin deserve a little more attention? Bet you a quarter, you say yes.
Juls Juls 