Snow!

{Our backyard}

I thought I should post some pictures of the snow from a couple of weeks ago. Amazingly, all of it is almost gone, and the temperatures have soared to the mid 60's! Rudy and I were marvelling this morning that it went from the low 30's to the 50's and now to almost 70 in a matter of days. All I can say is that I hope this weather pattern continues, and that we really are approaching spring.

{View of our neighbor's car from upstairs}

{Gatsby with the pups at Whetstone park on my birthday}

In regard to the above picture, remember this little adventure from when I let Gatsby off the leash for the first time? I swore he'd never go off leash again. However, after months of walking the same path, I've started giving him bouts of running free with the other dogs. And he finally gets it!! Even when he goes off and chases something, he always eventually realizes he's alone and that he better catch up fast. Sometimes it takes him ten minutes, but I've learned to calm down and know that he'll be racing around the corner in no time.

My favorite harpist.

Dear Joanna Newsom,

I have not listened to you in far too long. Will you forgive me? I think that you are pretty great. Maybe Rudy and I can come and see you when you play at Ohio State at the end of this month.

Dear readers,

I'm sorry that all of my posts lately have just been pictures I have found around the internet. I have so many of my own pictures and stories to share, but time has been slipping through my fingers and sometimes sharing a dinner with new friends is more important than uploading hundreds of photos. I promise some original content is coming soon.

Yours truly,
Chelsea

Photo from here.

I'm growing my hair out...

...and you can't stop me!

Camp Comfort

I've been wanting to grow my hair out, and have decided that I'm in the s l o w process now because my hair is alway growing, right? These pictures only make me wish that it would happen much faster. My hair is still incredibly short, which is a bit disheartening, but I've done it before!

I will be, for the first time in a long time, not dying my hair as I grow it out. I love the look below with the sunkissed ends, so maybe once I reach a certain point I'll cave in and go for some dye.

Turned Out

Turned Out

Here's to growth!

Kittens.

I couldn't keep these beautiful photos from Korean Vogue to myself.

Fact about me: I hate cats but think that kittens are quite possibly the cutest little things ever, (topping even puppies, that's right I said it).

-Photo found here.

Poem and a Picture Friday.

Light can stare at bed hair and fall for love.

-Refrigerator poetry from my apartment years ago.
-Photo from mypolaroidblog.

Yes.

Twig Hutchinson, come to my house any day.

First seen via Lobster and Swan.

Poem and a Picture Friday.

Hope is the thing with feathers 
That perches in the soul, 
And sings the tune without the words, 
And never stops at all, 
 
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm 
That could abash the little bird 
That kept so many warm. 
 
I've heard it in the chillest land, 
And on the strangest sea;        
Yet, never, in extremity, 
It asked a crumb of me.

-Emily Dickenson

-Polaroid composite by Patrick Winfield.

Outdoor lanterns.

Garden party anyone?

Photos from here and here.

Tack this onto my last post.

I can completely relate to this post on my polaroid blog, (no, not my polaroid blog, but her polariod blog)

6 more weeks of winter.

For the past couple of days it has been snowing more than I've ever seen it snow. While the stuff is beautiful, I can't help but ache for warmer weather. I never thought I would be such a baby about all of this, but I guess my California roots are deeper than I thought. I think I may weep with joy on the first day that I can go outside with a t-shirt on.

Anyhow, I was looking through the top Northwest House Tours on Apartment Therapy, and came across this colorful pad. I love the picture of the back yard above, as it conjures up warm, summery thoughts. I can't tell if thinking of warm weather is making everything better or worse.

I don't really care either way. I'm going to keep dreaming.

Like it.

Rickie Wickland

Superga Shoes.

A couple of weeks ago, my friend, designer Jeremy Slagle, called me up and said he needed a model for a catalog he was working on for an Italian shoe company called Superga. So I squeezed my 10 to 11 sized foot into a size 9 and he took some shots. As you can see, he's just as talented behind the camera as he is with a pencil and paper.

Just looking at the pictures sends a shiver up my spine. It was around 30 degrees when we were shooting. Chelsea+Skirt+30 degrees=Purple Legs. I'm glad that didn't come through in the finished product. Also, the photo of the shoes with a twin lense is shot on our wood floors.

The whole thing came out great and I'm happy to be a small part of a very awesome catalog.