Lake Michigan is one of my soft spots. My memories drift back to being 19, young and in love, spending summer nights on the shore. Giant dunes and water for days, a coastline that could be mistaken for the ocean. It was a time before social media, smartphones, and up-to-the-second updates. Maybe we were naive to the world around us, but time just seemed to stop. And in those moments is when you feel most alive.
When I saw this project on Lonny a couple weeks back, it hit that soft spot. Carefree and breezy, this modern farmhouse is just simply beautiful.
Love all of the white and coastal decor that isn’t too in-your-face beachy.
I miss the easy lake life, the simplicity of youth. I think that’s why I love this project so much.
For more pics, visit the very talented Linc Thelen’s website.
Maybe you saw this post last week from Paloma over at La Dolce Vita. This quote has been ringing in my head ever since, so I had to repost. Many times it’s perceived that letting our minds wander is time wasted, but really, how do we know where we are meant to go if we don’t take the time to dream?
Just something to think about.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder. So I know you must have missed my posts!
We have a lot to catch up on. But where to begin?
The last time I blogged was before the official start of Summer…. and now it’s August. Insanity.
I’m not going to give you some lame-o reason why I have been so silent. Like, “oh I was busy”. We all are busy. We all have commitments, families, responsibilities, unexpected life events – and we all have the same hours in the day as Beyonce. It’s all how you prioritize and manage your time. And it’s safe to say that I’ve sucked at that lately. A lot of times I find it extremely hard for me to just write, draw, or do anything random that I enjoy in my free time. But as with anything you love, you pick back up where you left off. So here it goes.
June flew by. We made our yearly vacation back up to the Mitten. We spent a week trekking across the state – hitting Chicago, Detroit and everywhere in between.
I swear, there is never a dull moment on these Michigan trips. Every year I bring a book along with me and am lucky to crack it once. Sure, it’s a little ironic because you go on vacation to relax, and we do get some down time, but it’s more like relaxed chaos. Everyday of our trip seems to get booked up with commitments as we try to cram a year’s worth of hangout time into 1 week. It always seems to feel hectic when we go home. You’d think being there for a whole week would be long enough to see everyone we know and love, but it’s amazing how each time I go up there are people we miss. I guess it’s one of the hard things about having family and friends spread out. And you know, deciding to live about 1,500 miles away from your hometown. But really, there’s no other feeling like being back at the place you will always call home….that place that takes you back to your roots.
And by the way, I had the best freakin’ time in Detroit. Being downtown was absolutely phenomenal. There’s revival in the air and I’m proud to see it coming back. I just had to shout that out to the world.
Oh and if you find yourself there, do yourself a favor and hit up Detroit Institute of Bagels. I bought one… and then followed that up with a whole dozen for the road.
Our summer in Texas has consisted of lots of river tubing and picking back up with what seems like the endless list of renovating and maintaining an old house. Don’t get me wrong, I love our 1954 ranch and would not trade it for anything. Okay, mayyyybbbeee an oceanfront home on 30A, but that’s about it. I can’t wait to share some of the details and some other new things happening around here in some future posts.
It’s good to be back to blogging after my sabbatical. Hope you are enjoying your summer too!
As interesting as it is to people-watch at airports, striking up a convo with that stranger next to you can really be eye-opening. Over the years I’ve met people from all walks of life. Some of the most memorable have been a pro surfer, a woman who started a non profit to save animals, a childhood friend of Brett Favre, and now, Pat Williams, who taught me some pretty important life lessons that day.
We were boarding the flight back from our Miami trip when Pat sat next to me. He was probably in his late 50’s/early 60’s, with a large hat on and a friendly face. I said hi to him, then immediately warned him of my fear of flying. I reassured him that I wouldn’t throw up or anything, but he may notice claw marks on my husband’s arm. He asked what scares me, and I told him how I can’t wrap my mind around how something can go up in the air 30,000ft and land exactly where it’s supposed to. My fear of flying (like everything else it seems!) has been getting worse with age, and I haven’t been able to kick the thoughts of OH SHIT THIS PLANE IS GOING DOWN every time we take off.
Pat is one of those people who are upbeat and instantly inspiring, and told me he had a severe health problem and used his faith to get through it. He had me interested, so I asked what happened to him, if he didn’t mind sharing. Turns out, he had a liver transplant a few years ago because of cirrhosis of the liver, but never was a heavy drinker! (Did you know that approximately 15% of those who have liver cirrhosis get it without cause?) He described what it was like to be on that waiting list for an organ for years, not knowing if the disease would take his life before he’d have his shot at a transplant. I apologized to him for going through something so difficult. He just said, “Hey I’m glad it happened. It made me a better person than I was before. And for that I’m thankful.”
As we talked more, I learned of his previous background in building materials and sales. I brought up something to him I don’t always talk about in my career, something I struggle with. I love interior design, but I also fight a internal conflict with it from time to time, finding it hard to personally justify all of the overly expensive things I put into client’s homes. For instance, if some pillows are like $2000, I think, Wow we could have fed like how many children in Africa with this money!? If you know me at all, you know I have a huge problem with letting things go to waste or blowing money on stupid shit, so it can make me feel guilty sometimes.
Pat’s response was that these people come to me because they want advice on how to spend their money, and it’s my job to guide them through the process. It doesn’t make me a bad person because I’m selecting a $50K appliance package for their home. He encouraged me to find a way to give back, whether it’s some extra money I make on a job to a charity, my time volunteering, or share resources I have with others.
We talked about all kinds of things and it made the flight go by super quick. We said our goodbyes and I really felt like meeting him was a powerful and inspiring experience for my life and career.
These were main take-aways from our convo. It’s such valuable advice for a young designer like myself, but really could be helpful to almost anyone in creative or sales positions:
Remember: You are the best thing that ever happened to your client. You are an expert in your field, so if I client comes to you for expertise it’s because they believe in you.
Stand behind your work, and never apologize for the work you do. (Unless you screw something up, then apologize.)
Don’t do business with anyone you don’t like. You will almost always lose money. And if you don’t lose money, you’ll lose time. It’s okay to fire a client if things are not working out.
Glad I could share some of this insight with you! Enjoy the weekend ahead!
I’ll be back on a plane in less than 24 hours, heading back up to the Mitten…. who knows who I’ll meet! Have you ever met anyone interesting while traveling? Or has someone you barely knew been able to provide you with helpful advice?