I have radically shifted from wanting to live in the creative hustle of a city like San Francisco or Brooklyn to craving a slow life set in a somewhat janky handmade house nestled in nature. So when I came across this book, Handmade Houses: A Century of Earth-Freindly Home Design, on the 700 shelf at the library this weekend I became completely hypnotized by the fantasy. (Which totally includes a shirtless Jeremy in bellbottoms holding a happy nekkid baby.) I don't have a library card of my own, so I had my mom check it out for me – since then I've been thumbing through the pages, overwhelmed by want.
As Jeremy and I continue to grow our lives together the fuzzy possibility of one day building our very own dream house starts to come in focus. But sometimes that dream house looks like a cobblestone hut in the Himalayas. Other times it looks like a bungalow on stilts with a view of a sunset over the ocean. And sometimes it looks like an Airstream hitched on the back of a Land Rover. But when I'm feeling especially grateful, it looks like the very place I am right now.
I'm getting to that age. You know. The age my mom was when she had me. And Jeremy just turned 35, which is the age my dad was when I was born. And then I found these photos of my dad, younger than I am now, posted on Facebook (that's him impersonating a vulture in the middle – and he's on the far left in the other two).
I know my mom and dad once existed without me in the picture but it's still a shock to the system... to see proof of a time before Kathleen but at the same time know that even then I've always been safely tucked away deep inside them. When they were smoking weed with Janis Joplin (yeah, I just outed you on the internet, Mom) or hosing down the evidence of too much tequila out of the back of a VW bug at a car wash... I was there too. Just waiting to join the adventure. To carry on where they left off.
I can't help but wonder if Jeremy and I have got a free spirited wild child (or a total math & science nerd) tucked away somewhere deep inside us... ready to join the adventure.
I can't wrap my head around what it would feel like to have a kiddo of our own. So I have to materialize that ambiguity and unknown with dreamings of station wagons, soft white onesies and family road trips and all the places the adventure will take us.
Emma Dime had me over on her blog as a Lovely Lady. Check it out here. This photo was an outtake from the shoot – we have this cat in our neighborhood that we call Orange Cat but it turns out his name is actually Blue. We like to watch him from our breakfast nook – some days he's chilling on the driveway in the sun, other days he's being attacked by blue jays or chased up trees by big scary dogs.
Orange cat and lovely lady-ing aside, I also thought I'd share a little more here on having a limited wardrobe. Here are a few keys and tips for rocking a minimalist closet:
• Signature / Statement Pieces – for me right now it's my Blockshop scarf. It's always on my neck whether I'm wearing a puffy down vest or a tailored leather jacket
• Great Accessories – like my vintage Ray-Bans
• The Little Details – freshly polished nails or a pop of lipstick can go a long way in making you feel put together
• Quality Staples – having fewer clothes makes me want to spend more on investment pieces like a solid pair of jeans or a jacket that goes with anything
• The Hair – I think hair is one of the first things people notice about personal style – so from having a shaved head to a nest of dreads and anything in between, if you feel good about your hair you're going to feel good about everything else
• You Are Not Your Clothes – I love fashion and I think it's a great way to express yourself and connect with others but know that you are not your clothes.
Anything you would add here?
I like to end a very long and hard day, which is every day these days, with some really dark chocolate. I'd love to go into what a long hard day involves but my brain is tired and I'll probably start crying. Nothing is bad but even the good stuff can feel overwhelming at times. Really dark chocolate helps with that too.
But yesterday wasn't any ordinary long, hard day. It was also Jeremy's 35th birthday. So I wanted to do something a little extra special with our daily chocolate indulgence. While Jeremy finished up his long and hard day at school I chopped, blended, melted, toasted, stirred and assembled these tarts while listening to some jazz on Spotify. It was just me and the ingredients and Donald Byrd's Cristo Redentor getting it on. I was hoping to have everything done by the time Jeremy came home (with a bottle of red in tow) but I had already used up my super hero power to stretch time, meeting a deadline, earlier in the day. So I finished up the tarts while Jeremy worked on his broken computer. We enjoyed the tarts with some Shiraz and Game of Thrones.
When it was all said and done it wasn't a perfect day and it most certainly wasn't a perfect birthday. But the chocolate helped.
Dark Chocolate, Coconut and Ginger Tarts
These tarts are vegan (depending on the chocolate you us) and gluten free
Makes three little 4" tarts or probably one large 9" tart
For the Crust
1 1/2 cups of almond flour
1/2 cup of shredded coconut
1/4 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoons melted coconut oil
4 soaked and pitted dates
For the Ganache Tart Filling
1/4 cup of finely chopped crystallized ginger
1 bar of really dark chocolate (we use 85 - 88% and make sure it's vegan if that's important to you)
1/2 cup coconut milk
1/4 teaspoon cinnamon
For the Topping
A few finely chopped walnuts
A small handful of coconut flakes
A pinch of salt
Make the crust first by heating your oven to 350F. Combine the almond flour, shredded coconut, salt, melted coconut oil and the soaked dates in a food processor using the S blade. The dough will look crumbly but should stick together if you pinch it with your fingers. Spread it in the bottom of your tart pans using your hands to pack it into the bottom and along the sides of the pan. Bake for 10-12 minutes – just until the edges of the crust are beginning to brown. Let cool for an hour (I stuck mine in the fridge to cool when I became impatient).
In the meantime toast your walnuts and coconut flakes for the toppings. I do this in a cast iron pan on medium heat for a few minutes – you can also do it in the oven. Just keep an eye on them! They burn fast. Once toasted sprinkle a pinch of salt (and cinnamon if you like) on top. Remove from the pan onto a plate to cool.
For the filling chop up your chocolate bar and put in a small bowl – add the cinnamon. Heat the coconut milk over the stove in a small saucepan until just boiling. Pour the heated coconut milk on top of the chocolate in the bowl. Let sit for a minute. Then whisk to incorporate the chocolate and coconut milk.
Make a layer of the finely chopped crystallized ginger on the tart crust. Then pour the chocolate ganache on top until you fill the crust completely. Top with the toasted walnut and coconut flakes. Let the tart set in the fridge for at least an hour before eating.
I know dreams have the potential to make for really boring stories. But I had a brief, yet profound and insightful dream last night. I was tempted to keep it to myself but I feel a bigger urge to share – not only the dream but the technique I use to interpret my dreams every morning, as a way to understand myself and the world around me a little better. I first started the practice of remembering my dreams, writing them down and interpreting them a little over a year ago when I began studying metaphysics. Metaphysics is defined as the abstract philosophical studies : a study of what is outside the objective experience. I'm just now talking about it because it's embarrassing to go from a staunch atheist to a truth-seeking spiritual hippie – I had some stuff to work through before I could talk about it here). If dreams fascinate you keep reading.
MY DREAM LAST NIGHT:
So last night I had a dream that I was standing on the edge of a very tall and rocky cliff with Shauna (aka Nubby Twiglet). She had a pile of rocks, gems and crystals ranging in size. She took one about the size of a loaf of bread and threw it over the edge of the cliff. I remember feeling nervous and even a little sad as she let it go. As it sank in the water it only became larger, clearer, and more illuminescent. It was growing and glowing at it made its descent to the ocean floor.
RULES FOR INTERPRETATION:
Interpreting dreams is part science, part art. I consistently follow a system of perimeters for interpretation using The Dreamer's Dictionary by Barbara Condron. But I think you can use any dream interpretation book as a guide and reference. Just to outline a few (of thousands) of the "rules" I follow when it comes to decoding my dreams:
• The dream is always a reflection of the day prior
• Every little detail matters. If you can remember it, it matters and can be interpreted.
• Everyone in your dream represents you. Women (or people of the same sex) represent an aspect of your conscious self (the you that exists in the physical world). Men (or people of the opposite sex) represent an aspect of your subconscious self.
• To know which aspects people in your dream represent list one or two characteristics about that person – but it has to be personal. It has to be what that person means to you, how they specifically make you feel – even if you know very little about them.
• If someone in your dream is unfamiliar they represent an unfamiliar aspect of self – something you may want to explore more in your waking life.
• The elements: air signifies movement, water represents conscious life experience, earth is the substance of your subconscious mind, fire is expansion.
• Animals represent habitual ways of thinking. Food is knowledge. Vehicles are your physical body.
• Conversations typically don't matter. You really want to interpret the symbols from your dream – not necessarily what is being said (unless you wake up and it feels significant... then go ahead and make note of it).
INTERPRETING YOUR DREAMS:
First recount your previous day. What did you do? What was your attitude? How did you feel? For me yesterday was intense. I hit the ground running finalizing a recommendation for a big deal client (all of my clients are a big deal but this one literally got a phone call from Oprah while I was Skyping with her... so you know... big deal.) Tara and I presented to said client and we almost made her cry she was so happy – this dream customer is already a personal hero so I was feeling pretty good about myself and my career. We went straight from that into finalizing another brand recommendation, presenting and making another amazing creative entrepreneur (a photographer in Boston) tear up because she was so happy. Again, feeling good. At the end of the day Jeremy came home from school with a really sweet Valentine's Day gift and I went to yoga. I was feeling wound up from my day but had the most amazing practice followed by the most amazing meditation where I could feel my pulse and this buzz throughout my entire body. I felt connected and content. I felt completely detached from my ego and the amazing work day that was now behind me. I had a great evening with Jeremy and fell asleep with the the desire to be more dedicated to my yoga and meditation practice.
So if I'm interpreting my dream from last night I first look at the elements:
• Shauna - represents an aspect of my conscious self. Shauna is a badass designer and blogger with loads of style. I admire her creativity and drive big time.
• Cliff – A steep ledge between land (substance of my subconscious mind) and water (my conscious life experience).
• Gemstone – the value of subconscious existence.
So, as I interpret the dream and relate it to my previous day I can see that Shauna reflects me feeling really good about myself creatively and in my work. But that I found real beauty and expansion, even if hesitant at first, when I explore the more subtle, subconscious aspects of myself during my conscious life experience (the water). The gemstone (value of subconscious existence) expanded and was glowing as it sank deeper into the water (my conscious life experience). This dream tells me that I'm finding satisfaction in my work but that I find light and expansion when I detach from the experience to go within.
STEVEN PRESSFIELD ON DREAMS
Have you guys read The War of Art by Steven Pressfield? You should. It's a life changer. So even as I picked up a practice of interpreting my dreams I still didn't put a whole lot of weight in them. Maybe because it was this radical new idea that only mystics and hippies were into. It just didn't seem very... practical. But then there I was reading The War of Art and Pressfield, a very smart man and brilliant author, begins talking about this dream he had:
I was part of the crew of an aircraft carrier. Only the ship was stuck on dry land. It was still launching its jets and doing its thing, but it was marooned half a mile from the ocean. The sailors all knew how screwed up the situation was; they felt it as a keen and constant distress. The only bright spot was there was a Marine gunnery sergeant on board nicknamed "Largo." In the dream it seemed like the coolest name anyone could possible have. Largo. I loved it. Largo was one of those hard-core senior nomcoms like the Burt Lancaster character, Warden, in From Here to Eternity. The one guy on the ship who knows exactly what's going on, the tough old sarge who makes all the decisions and actually runs the show.
But where was Largo? I was standing miserably by the rail when the captain came over and started talking to me. Even he was lost. It was his ship, but he didn't know how to get it off dry land. I was nervous, finding myself in conversation with the brass, and couldn't think of a thing to say. The skipper didn't seem to notice; he just turned to me and casually said, "What the hell are we gonna do Largo?"
I woke up electrified. I was Largo! I was the salty old Gunny. The power to take charge was in my hands; all I had to do was believe it.
Where did this dream come from? Plainly its intent was benevolent. What was its source? And what does it say about the workings of the universe that such things happen at all?
Again, we've al lhad dreams like that. Again, they're common as dirt. So is the sunrise. That doesn't make it any less a miracle.
A dream like that is real support. It's a check you can cash when you sit down, alone, to do your work.
P.S. When your deeper Self delivers a dream like that, don't talk about it. Don't dilute its power. The dream is for you. It's between you and your Muse. Shut up and use it.
The only exception is, you may share it with another comrade-in-arms, if sharing it will help or encourage that comrade in his or her own endeavors.
(You guys are my comrade-in-arms). I feel like I could talk about dreams all day. But for now I'll just leave it at this. But if you guys want to continue the discussion let's chat.
Do you remember your dreams? Do you ever sit with them while you're awake to find deeper meaning? Have you ever had a really impactful dream?
Image source unknown (I know, terrible – call the blog police) – graphic overlay by me.
I've had multiple friends tell me that I must watch Game of Thrones. Probably because they know my love for fur, leather, badass women, and post-apocalyptic fashion. So in just one week, Jeremy and I tore through the first season (we just started on the second season last night). I can't help but do a fist pump in the air, a mannerism I picked up as a teenager, when all the viewer discretion codes like V for Violence, BN for Brief Nudity, and AC for Adult Content every time we start a new episode. A fair
warning promise that we're in for some action. As we're watching the show I say stuff like "OH, damn! They were just chopping heads off people and horses alike, all willy nilly like it's no big deal, back then!" That's when Jeremy reminds me it's not "back then." That Game of Thrones is a whole world that has little to do with our own accounts of medieval times.
But here's the deal. Either I have zero room in my head for complex lineage and subtle backstory and completely lack comprehension skills for understanding what's going on or I'm just totally distracted by all the boobies. So the other morning – in the middle of our work day – I asked Tara (who's not only seen the show already but has read the series of Game of Thrones books twice) to explain it to me. My sister is especially gifted at telling stories and recapping movies, and TV shows, in a way that makes it almost more compelling than the actual film itself. She always "has a theory" about what's going on before she knows the ending and she's always right. But if she's wrong it would've been a better story if she had been right. So Tara spend a good hour excitedly explaining to me the family history, crests, and world that is Game of Thrones (without any significant spoilers, of course).
So what are Jeremy and I doing to celebrate Valentine's Day? We'll probably do some yoga, cook some good food, watch Game of Thrones, eat some super dark chocolate and sip on a lil' bit of Bourbon. Yup... sounds like a Thursday.
Most people think of bacon and bloody steaks when they contemplate what it means to eat paleo. But while meat is a fundamental staple of the paleo diet, other than fish, it's not something I eat. "Wait! What!? Then what do you eat?!" is the typical response to that. In short, I eat lots of vegetables, eggs, some fish, and lots of healthy fats like avocado, coconut and nuts.
Here is an example of what I eat – a bowl full of delicious vegetables. This recipe is modified from the Cauliflower "rice" pilaf that appears in Mel's cookbook Well Fed. You can also refer to this recipe on her blog.
Vegan / Paleo Cauliflower "Rice"
1 head of cauliflower
2 delicata squash (or 1 butternut squash)
1 bunch of kale
1/2 cup sliced almonds
1/2 cup raisins
4 cloves garlic
1" fresh ginger
1 tbs cumin
1 tbs cinnamon
1 tsp fenugreek
salt & pepper
2 tbs coconut oil
1 tbs olive oil
1 bunch of cilantro
1. First you'll want to roast your squash. Preheat your oven to 425F. Slice or dice your winter squash and in a large bowl toss the squash with 1 tbs of olive oil and a pinch of salt. Spread evenly over a baking pan and let it roast for 40-50 minutes (until it can easily be speared with a fork).
2. In the bowl of a food processor using your S blade mince the garlic cloves and ginger. Remove the garlic and ginger, set aside.
3. Now dice your onion - you can do this in the same food processor.
4. Heat a tablespoon of coconut oil in a large pan (I use my wok). Throw your onions, almonds and raisins together.
5. In the meantime, mix all your spices together, including the ginger and garlic. Once the onions are translucent in the wok shove everything to one side of the wok. Heat another tablespoon of coconut oil in the pan – once melted throw all your spices on that patch of oil. In about 30 seconds, or once the spices become fragrant, mix everything together.
6. Wash your cauliflower and cut the florets off the stem. (If you're ever confused on how to cut or prep a certain veggie do a video search for it online. Jeremy and I are constantly learning new tricks on how to efficiently prep & cook by doing this). In the bowl of your food processor pulse the cauliflower until it has the consistency of rice. You may need to do this in two batches.
7. Add the cauliflower to the pan or wok and stir until the onion / spice mixture is thoroughly incorporated into the cauliflower. Stir occasionally (like once a minute). At this point you can add a splash of balsamic vinegar if you dig it.
8. This is a good time to wash and dry your kale. You can remove the leaves from the stems and rip or chop the leaves into smaller bit sized pieces. But don't add it to the pan too soon!
9. After the cauliflower has been cooking for about 5 minutes add the roasted squash to the mix. And just before everything is good to go add your kale. You'll need to add bits at a time until it's wilted enough to all fit.
10. Wash and chop your cilantro. In a small bowl squeeze your limes on to the cilantro. Stir and incorporate it into your cauliflower "rice".
Serves 6-8 as a side, or 4 as a main course.
You know those girls that don't really like other girls and often prefer the company of guys instead? Yeah. I get it, but I'm not one of those girls (but funny enough, I always befriend the girls who prefer boys). I love girls. In fact, I had a brief stint at 13 where I came out to my closest friends and family as a lesbian. (It turns out I just hadn't hit puberty yet. Once the hormonal floodgates were unleashed I couldn't help but fall in love with inarticulate boys with broad shoulders and flannels.) But even still, I've always preferred working, creating, and collaborating with women. There are layers of connection, understanding and gear-turning with women that I've rarely experienced with men.
And to be more specific I like bad girls. The liberated lady who lives out loud.
Here are some characteristics of a bad girl (and what I aspire to be):
• Isn't afraid of redefining and embracing what it means to be both "feminine" and a "feminist"
• Loves whiskey and whisky – and knows the difference
• Speaks her mind with an open heart and clear throat – no matter the company
• Won't stand for bullying – from others or herself
• Sees beauty in the most unsuspecting places
• Is a creative force to be reckoned with
• Dresses to impress herself (and sometimes other women)
• Choose mates who wholeheartedly support her bad girl self
Are you a bad girl? What other traits or values would you add to the list? Let's be friends.
Oh and P.S. I made a playlist on Spotify to celebrate the bad girls. I like to make my co-workers (and Jeremy, who also loves bad girls) listen to it every morning as we begin our day. I think Gaga and Beyonce are the ultimate badasses – and I'm seeing them both in concert in the next few months!
Tara and I were hired last spring by A Good Egg Dining Group to help them brand their newest restaurant concept – Kitchen No. 324. We even got to help them name it! Kitchen is a seasonally inspired cafe, craft bakery and coffee curator located in the historical Braniff building in downtown OKC. I'm proud of the work we did for Kitchen but I'm even more proud of the restaurant itself. Keith and Heather, the creative entrepreneurs and visionaries behind A Good Egg, elevate Oklahoma City and make it a cooler place to live with each of their restaurant concepts.
Tara and I felt really cool when we got to tour the restaurant while it was still under construction. In hard hats, we were given a walk-thru of the the super swank on-site kitchen while pastry chefs from France trained the local staff on how it's done. We watched the marble subway tile go up and the amazing crown moulding go in. I even got to taste test a few sweet treats just before starting my second Whole30.
The first time we ate breakfast here the place was slammed. The staff was bustling around in their matching aprons and caps. Jeremy was so sweet when he told me he wanted to tell every person there that I designed the logo and had a hand in bringing this super popular place to life. I care deeply about every project I work on at Braid but there is something about getting to really experience a living and breathing brand my business had a hand in. And the food. You guys. Amazing.
Check out the (temporary) site for Kitchen No. 324 - the full site is still under construction. My buddy James (yeah, the same one who taught me how to shoot a shotgun) at Studio FJ designed and developed it (as well as our Braid Creative site).
First, for those of you who are unfamiliar with The Whole30 it is strict 30-day paleo "reboot" that reduces inflammation in your body, promotes a healthy immune system and improved digestion, kicks cravings, levels out your energy, balances your hormones, and makes your skin look like that of a baby. Or a glittery vampire in the sun. Eating a paleo diet typically means that you're eating meat (Jeremy and I are pescatarians, so we only eat fish during our Whole30), vegetables, fruits, eggs, healthy fats like avocado and coconut, nuts and seeds. It means that you are not eating sugar, alcohol, dairy, grains and legumes. You can read more about paleo and my personal history with it here.
Jeremy and I did our first Whole30 after a month abroad of eating nothing but bread, cheese, sugar, butter and beer. It was quite a journey and I learned a lot. Afterwards, we continued to eat paleo about 85% of the time. I never anticipated doing another Whole30 but after a sugar-laden Christmas I was feeling it. On January 1st we started our second Whole30.
Here's what I learned on my second Whole30 - and some ways in which it was different from our first:
• If the first time was all about ditching grains, the second time was about ditching sugar. Wine, caramel popcorn, dark chocolate, cookies, pies... it was a good holiday but it was time to put a halt to the sugar monsters.
• Eating Whole30 isn't just about paleo ingredients / Sugar is hard to kick. You can make lots of cookies, cakes and even ice cream using technically paleo & Whole30 approved ingredients. But if you're eating coconut & cayenne truffles after every meal you're doing yourself a disservice by feeding unhealthy cravings and addictions. So here's where I'll admit that I made these a few times on our Whole30. We also eat smoothies a lot at lunch – for us there aren't any unhealthy connotations here (meaning, it wasn't replacing any sort of milkshake habit).
• The second time is a lot easier than the first. I suppose because we were already eating strict paleo 85% of the time we already had a routine in place. There was a lot less mental drama about what I couldn't eat this time around.
• Eating seasonally will affect your Whole30 experience. Jeremy and I try to eat seasonally. So while our first Whole30 was all about fish, summer squash and fruit our second Whole30 was all about leafy greens and starchy root veggies.
• Ditching coffee for tea helped. During this Whole30 we weren't drinking coffee. I think it may have made me a bit more emotionally stable and less anxious, in general, especially around my food choices. There was a bit of confusion in my post about quitting coffee. So just to clarify I have not quit drinking caffeine. I still enjoy black and green tea which have significantly less caffeine than coffee.
• We ate a lot less fish this time around. That means a lot more vegetarian meals with eggs or vegan meals using more avocado or coconut oil for adequate calories to fuel our lifestyle.
• We eat a lot of coconut. I think 50% of my caloric intake comes in the form of coconut. Coconut chips, coconut oil, coconut milk, and coconut butter. I probably overdid it on coconut and other nuts during this Whole30.
• Hydrate. One of my four words for 2013 was "hydrate". Doing this Whole30 made me feel so hydrated, in a literal sense – which is rare in the cold and dry winter months.
• We were a lot easier on ourselves. I was slightly less concerned about what kinds of oil my food had been cooked in the couple times we went out to eat. And I had a few drinks while at Alt Summit. So this wasn't even a Whole30. Melissa and Dallas of Whole9Life say: "You're either doing a Whole30 or you're not. It's kind of like being pregnant. You either are or you aren't." The competitive perfectionist in me would feel terrible for not making it a legitimate Whole30 but guess what – I feel great and I look great with a 95% Whole30. I feel more balanced, especially socially & mentally, when I'm a little easier on myself and not completely preoccupied (or unhealthily obsessed) with my food.
Moving forward I will continue to strive towards optimal health by consuming things that aren't just "not bad for me" but by fueling my body with flavorful foods that nourish my body and mind.
I'll often take snaps of what I eat on Instagram. You can follow me here.
J & K started this blog project to document the remodel of their 1929 historical home in the heart of Oklahoma City. It has now turned into a documentation of life, food, fashion, freelance, inspiration, design, adventures and details around the J & K house.
Kathleen works as an award-winning brand consultant and designer specializing in small business branding at Braid Creative & Consulting. Jeremy is a software engineer and is the left-brain to Kathleen’s right.
You can contact Kathleen at
jeremyandkathleen (at) gmail (dot) com.
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Trekking to Everest
In October 2010 Jeremy and I trekked through the Himalayas to Mt. Everest Base Camp. It completely changed my life. Read about the entire adventure, day-by-day, here.
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