I’m loving these stylish, reusable paper bags! Made from virgin paper fiber responsibly harvested through cultivation, not deforestation, they feel like leather, wash like fabric and flatten for easy storage. Brilliant! Available in 3 handy sizes, I can think of a hundred uses for these beautifully unique Italian parcels. Being eco is so chic right now
There’s nothing more adorably wrong than a baby with a mustache. After cracking up at the sight of these little gems, I had to scoop one up and ship it off to my favorite mom-to-be! (Spoiler alert, Jackie… package on the way!) Made with non-toxic plastic and baby-grade, BPA-free silicone, you can rest-assured that under that perfectly groomed ‘stache, your baby is smiling away, poison free. Always a good thing.
I’m completely charmed with artist Sam Robinson’s porcelain collection! Among lighting fixtures, jugs, cups and vases, my favorite piece is currently her gorgeous Watermelon Bowl. Each day in the shop, I pause and admire its delicate shape, hand-stamped design and wonder who will be so lucky to take this functional, statement piece home? Winner, winner, chicken dinner!
I adore the giant map currently hanging in the window display of our South Terrace shop. Having recently moved to Freo from Denver, Colorado I love to trace the winding routes between the many places I call home and the adventures I’ve embarked upon. And, what discoveries! I’m slightly embarrassed to admit that until yesterday, I had no idea what people were talking about when they spoke of their trips to Bali…
There’s a distinct joy in receiving mail. Real mail; as in using a pen and not a keyboard. I, personally, love to send cards and have been doing so even more frequently since I moved half-way around the world from everyone I know. There’s just something about choosing a beautifully designed card and making it personal with a handwritten message for an unexpecting someone. Go ahead, make someone’s day.
6. Macaroons ($Can’t put a price on happiness like this. Thank God, they’re only a few bucks a pop.)
(Images of macaroons sourced here)
Uh oh…. Today I had my first macaroon. Why have I waited 29 years to indulge in such a pleasure, you ask? Because I had always assumed they were crunchy. I was so wrong. I was so, deliciously wrong. They are two bites worth of melt-in-your-mouth perfection. Miraculously, I discovered them in a wonderful café mere blocks from my home. This, my friends, is dangerous. Very dangerous.