Wednesday, March 30, 2011

One Floral & All Flor One

Just My Stripe

Guess who became a proud new owner of a croquet set? Another check off the list. Five dollar find, talk about a real craigslist diamond in the rough! Tea, crumpets, and lawn games anyone?

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Monday, March 28, 2011

Arsenic and Old Lace

Coming Soon...

Fanny Alexander:Things to be seen in, things to be seen near. Goodies for the heart & home.
Keep your pretty specs peeled!

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Oh so Mighty Market

Boy & Bean

We are moving forward in completing the soundtrack to our wedding. Our latest music luck, Boy and Bean. Please check them out and do note:
1.Delightful vocals combined with stand up accompany (literally).
2.Depression era music that will leave you feeling exuberant (as opposed to depressed?).
3.Dance music that has an effect on one's dancing ambitions.
4.The cutest husband and wife band you've ever seen!

Saturday, March 26, 2011


See you at the Mighty Market. Tonight 6-9 4047 N. Michigan ave. 97227.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Saturday Snippets...

Second attempt at sewn labels. Not too shabby (but just shabby enough), get yours this Saturday.

Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny....

Yellow polka flowers. Want one?

Wednesday, March 23, 2011


Done ogling the above? Now I'm slightly biased, but that lovely art above is none other than my sister Dana Dart-McLean's work (the "DD-M" in the ode above). I stopped by Dana's house today to admire her latest works, a comic book. Dana's art is an amalgamation of memories, images, experiences, juxtaposed with the most beautiful gouache paint an eye has ever ... well ... laid their eyes on. The comic book looks incredible, I can't shut up about how incredible it looks. Seriously, incredible. Thank you Dana for being an inspiration to me since May of 85.'

Department of Eagles... For Your Listening Pleasure

I can't get enough of this Elvis Presley Cover. Enjoy.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Monday, March 21, 2011

Saturday Snippets...

To the mighty market to the mighty market to buy a fat ____(fill in the blank) home again home agin jiggity jig.

Mighty Market Part Three

Dear Friends,
We're at it again, the Mighty Market part 3 is near (not to be confused with the Mighty Ducks). Handmade goodies, vintage attire, frocks by Caitlin, photos by Johanna, and scarfs made with l-o-v-e by Hannah (not to mention snacks and wine). Does all of the above sound like your cup of tea? Note the details on the cat invite, and stop by. It's gonna be grand! Can't wait to see to see you and yours there.

Emily PF

P.S invite made by Shola.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Spaced Out...

We just returned from Portland's parallel universe, Seattle, WA. Note Worthy: Sans food carts (I saw three hotdog stands, that's it). Sans slow drivers (people zip around up there, and it aint pretty) . Seattle definitely rocks the fur vest these days (can you believe I saw five in one weekend?)! Gals donned boots and cute vintage frocks. At a bar, the bartender (ponytail and all) exclaimed to us that he was "some what of a funky artist..." A hip city, with a knack for good bars, music, and delicious food...but tell me Seattle where are all the good coffee shops? We rested our heads at a quaint bed and breakfast, and put our feet to work all around town. It was lovely, but I am glad to be back home in the dear old rip city.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Watering Hole

In fourth grade I was obsessed with the idea of having a pond in my backyard. I would daydream about wading my feet in the water, piece of grass in my mouth, maybe catching a fish or two ( so basically Huck Finn). Anyways my parent's told me something similar to "you dig it, and it's yours." I think that was one of those rhetorical statements... like I wouldn't dig a pond or something. Ha. Come on Mom and Dad don't you remember the time I took my bicycle apart, attached the wheels to the garden box, and attempted to build a small car? Or the time I dyed Sparky purple with manic panic (Sparky was my tiny white poodle, and I don't think she liked the new look)? Anyways the feat of digging a pond seemed plausible. With my dear friend Bonnie by my side, two shovels, and a lot of determination, we began to dig. After about 4 hours we were waist deep in a big hole of mud (it started to rain mid pond). Jeans ruined, shoes ruined, real live hole in the backyard, job well done...thanks Bonnie.

You Say it's Your Birthday (in the tune of the Beatles)

Twenty Six years old, you did it! I love every twenty six year inch of you.

Workin' For the Weekend...