Fashion Friday

So last week I discussed John Galliano (who designs for Dior) and how his clothes inspire me.

This week it is Dior designs that make me swoon. And by Dior, I mean Dior Dior, as in Christian Dior who founded the fashion House of Dior in 1947.

Dior these days makes me want to do art. Dior then makes me want to wear the gowns as I dance all night, and still have danced some more...

Above image was part of his original line in 1947. This layered skirt seems to be making a revival on the current runway... but can anything really compare to a gown this lovely?

I love how this black gown is super sexy but still classy. What happened to that balance... now even refined women tend to leave their houses all gussied up as if they are about to work a corner somewhere. This on the other hand is neck-breakingly sexy and still tasteful. Love it!
This is one of my ALL TIME FAVORITE Diors. Maybe ALL TIME FAVORITE EVER OF ANYONE. This was a 1949 design and whats-her-face Miley recently wore a dress that got a lot of credit for looking like this. For the record, no comparison! This is by far more dramatic and gorgeous... plus Miley just cant pull off elegant. She is cute not elegant.
This is another 1949. You can tell its from the same runway. It reminds me of a throw-back to Jane Austen... can't you just see Miss Elizabeth Bennett in this? Ah- no wonder I love it!
Ahhh.... aren't you swooning right about now? It's like gown overload where you just float on cloud nine even after a really overwhelming week because look at all this loveliness. I want gowns like these - even if I had no place to wear them I would just sweep gracefully around the house throwing in a twirl here and there. Or stand on a fancy stair case with my arms posed in just the right manner in hopes that someone would walk by the window and catch a glimpse of me.

Ahhh heaven in the divine flowing skirts of a gown...

Ugh.
So my last two posts were passionate reactions... but heavier than this blog was originally meant to be.
To try to transition without just jumping right away into Fashion Friday.
I suggest taking a look at http://postsecret.blogspot.com/
It is at times humorous, other times sad, sometimes uplifting, and... well, you get the picture.
Simultaneously it is also a suicide awareness site with emphasis on help lines. Segue!

Deer Creek Middle School

Not having TV I'm not sure how much this is on the news... yesterday, Littleton, Colorado, U.S. had another school shooting (only 3 miles away from the Columbine school, which had the most lethal school shooting in the U.S.). This time it occurred at Deer Creek Middle School.

So on facebook my status reflected the sadness of the news, my assumptions when I here of a school shooting are of a lot of people being shot (thankfully, this was not the case yesterday), and said something like my thoughts are with the two that were shot.

Someone (*cough*my mother-in-law *cough*) decided they needed to reply to it. Since she chose to publicly share this on facebook, rather than maybe send it in a private message or not feel the need to say it all, I am sharing it here and the feelings it stirred in me.

"The media reporting all this puts ideas in the heads of kids who are on the edge looking for attention. A way to draw attention to their sick lives these days is to go out on a killing spree. I feel for teachers and school personnel, also all the innocent children who are subjected to the insanity of a few. Why don't they take their own lives in a way that doesn't destroy others! But no! They won't make national news and get their 15 minutes of fame."

I feel like this is a common knee-jerk reaction shared by a lot of people. I get it. Why feel the need to hurt others? But really... are we promoting "kids" committing suicide? Is one death better than several... sure, but is one death really necessary? (Granted this is a bit of a rant - no one died yesterday) Why can't we show compassion to not only the victims but also the shooters? Why can't we imagine what life is for them that draws them to this point of view that they have to kill others, or kill themselves, or both?

SIDE NOTE: one of my previous jobs was working as a counselor at a crisis unit for individuals who were homicidal, suicidal, and/or psychotic. So maybe my perspective is different from these experiences.

But really, why do people automatically jump to saying "Why don't they taker their own lives" vs. why don't they seek help! And the statement "Why don't they take their own lives in way that doesn't destroy others" doesn't make any sense to me AT ALL. Suicide does not affect just the person who commits the act. It affects their families. The person who wrote this statement should know that - she felt the effects of suicide in her own family, and it left tragic damage that is left unrepaired for over a decade - she and all her siblings are alcoholics. That is not my story - so I will not go into it. But I do have my own stories...

(A) My own history with thoughts of suicide. Thankfully I got the help I needed and I haven't felt that way in a very long time. However, having that history makes me realize that even though suicide is one of the more selfish acts a person can complete - it doenst feel selfish. Usually people are not trying to get attention (although that is a common common misconception that is fully supported by a lot of non empathetic professionals) but instead feel like they are burdening those around them. They don't think they have anything to offer- so why be here at all. Or they are overwhelmed and don't know how to get from A to B but being in A is too painful. And even if it is a cry for help - they really are asking for help not just attention. Maybe some attention that says, "hey we care" is what they need to hear. But it isn't like "oh I want to be on TV" sort of attention.

(B) My sister's attempt, which thankfully was not serious nor lethal, but she did attempt while her four young children were home. I was there also. The fact that she went into a bathroom, closed the door, and didn't tell anyone that she felt the way she did BEFORE swallowing too much Tylenol still left an impact. Her oldest daughter was maybe 7 years old at the time. No one told the kids what was happening. Instead my mother and I stayed over for dinner and just let them know that their mom was out for the night and would be back tomorrow (the hospital just kept her overnight for extra measure to make sure that when she returned home she wouldn't repeat the act... she was physically fine). However, the 7 year old made a comment half a year later that was along the lines of noticing that her mom's behavior had changed around the time of her attempt. Kids are attentive and even without a death resulting from such an attempt - the kids still knew that something was up, something was right. And yes, I do believe this has affected them. The oldest child tries really really hard not to make her mother upset (beyond just being a good daughter - to the point where it isn't healthy - I am constantly having to remind her that she is only 10 and she isn't an adult), one of the boys feels the need to rescue his mother (again a 8 year old shouldn't have this burden! his mom should be the adult, not him!). Ect.... you see my point? It totally affected the family - and it wasn't even suicide - just her belief system that led to attempting suicide!

(C) My cousin battled with psychological issues for a lonnnng lonnnng time. He was diagnosed with rapid cycling Bi-Polar II (more depressed than manic) and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) at a really young age. Both were more severe cases. He was getting a lot of help. Counseling, sent to an alternative school that could handle the behavioral issues that accompanied the mixture between these two disorders. His immediate family responded well. They were supportive. He still felt like an outcast from the extended family (thankfully, excluding me. We really got a long. He wanted to come live with me - I wish I had known, I would have let him). When he was 16 he had had enough and was found hanging. He was the oldest of three boys. His father began drinking heavily, both brothers had emotional problems as a result (the littlest one was so stressed out his hair fell out to the point that it never grew back) and began using drugs. Not destroyed? My cousin's death was totally the last straw for this family. Eventually the parents split up. The youngest one also committed suicide with a drug overdose (he too was 16). So my one cousin who was a middle child is now an only child. Thankfully he is not destroyed. But did he have the potential to be. Certainly. He has gotten a lot of support and love. He has managed to be a positive person. But he is missing two brothers and his parents are in the middle of a divorce. Has his brothers' deaths taken a toll on him - hell yes.

So really. You're going to wish that a shooter at a school killed himself/herself? If you are going to make "What if" statements why not wish that the person had gotten help before violent acts were committed.
And despite the fact that now violent acts have committed, you can't look for some form of empathy. Not to excuse their behavior, but to understand how much pain that person must be feeling that they felt like it was necessary to hurt someone. Really? Seriously?
If that is your believe... than how are you any better. You might as well be the one holding a gun to that person's head.

Rather than respond with more hatred. Let us open up our hearts. Let us show love - unconditional - to those who experience these things... the kids, the parents (my god, I can't imagine the feeling of hearing a shooting has happened at your child's school regardless of if you child was injured or not!), the teachers and staff... but also the shooters. Let us cry not only for the pain they caused but also for the pain they felt that led them to such a point. Again, this is not an excuse. This is not saying that it is okay to go through something rough and then turn around and do it to someone else - I am not advocating for the believe that if you are abused or afflicted in anyway that you should then afflict others.... I am just saying that isn't that person human also? The media and a lot of people label them as monsters. But they are humans. Lets not dehumanize them by saying they should have killed themselves. Put them in prison - yea - but still as an act of love. Not hating the shooter, not dehumanising him into a monster doesn't mean that I condone him. It doesn't mean that I don't think he doesn't deserve justice. Not hating the shooter doesn't mean that I am any less sorrowful for the victims. Not hating the shooter simply means that I will not let the hatred he carries in his heart spread into mine through the acts he has committed.

Anyhow.. Just food for thought.

"I have learned silence from the talkative, tolerance from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet strangely, I am ungrateful to these teachers" Kahlil Gibran

Happy Birthday Marco

Yesterday, Micaela stopped by and introduced herself. So I went to her blog and checked her out. Her latest post was (a) a giveway and I am a sucker for giveaways and (b) more importantly was asking individuals to write birthday cards to her brother serving in Iraq.

I immediately stopped working on papers and made a postcard.

This little snail mail addition I thought was too cute not to share...

I am the daughter of a deceased U.S. Air Force pilot. His death was public and written about in international newspapers, which complicates grieving all the more. When I hear that war protestors show up at funerals my heart aches. I don't care what you think of the war in Iraq or war in general. Hell, I'm not even for it. But no matter what your political opinion is.... you should have nothing but empathy and support for the men and women that serve your country. If you are a citizen of a country that is currently at war, I would ask you to show your love and unconditional support for the men and women.

This is particular true in the U.S. where those men and women are the exact people who have fought for generations for your freedom to express you views against the current war. My heart literally aches that young soldiers carry unspeakable burdens from war and then come home without a hero's welcome from every person they meet... because regardless of the politics, that young soldier deserves your respect, your gratitude, and your support. The support is not limited to while they are serving. This war and its countless deployments, which are even more complicated than they used to be because of rules such as stop-loss, is unprecedented territory. The soldiers, their families - both immediate and extended - all need continuous support before, during, and post deployment.

So write a birthday card, send a postcard, or volunteer your time with the VAs. Even if it is as simple as going up to a man or woman in uniform and thanking them when you see them traveling in the airport, waiting at the bus stop, or walking down the street. No matter how small or large the act, please stop to honor these brave individuals... regardless of your opinions. Even if you are the upmost pacifist who hopes to be known as the next Gandhi, at least show empathy and love. Gandhi would not picket. He would not yell at a family burying their loved one. That is not peace and it will not achieve peace. What better peace can you offer than to sit and offer a supportive shoulder to a soldier that feels burdened by the harsh realities of war that no training will prepare you for.

This is obviously something I feel passionate about.

The presentation two peers and I are hoping to present in the fall is actually about using art therapy with children of deployed parents. So I have spent much of this year researching the psychological effects that war has on children, soldiers, families and the entire communities both in the U.S. and in war zones. My heart is fully open ... and it aches.

So if there is anyone you know who is serving that needs some snail mail love, or their families, or their kids.... you know who to contact. There will never not be a time where I can't find a moment of my time to set aside to offer support, gratitude, love, and hopefully peace to these people.

Good Karma Gift Swap and more postcards!

I joined Kaileen Elise's Good Karma Gift Swap at the beginning of the month. She is this fabulous blogger with a sweet and charming personality. Please visit her here:www.kaileenelise.com or if you are a twit follow her here: www.twitter.com/kaileenelise. Kaileen Elise provided the directive to include four gifts: one that calms, something that comforts, a bit of celebration, and something that promotes creativity. I, in my typical brain-fart manner, forgot about the directive as I made my box for Carolyn at hang on little tomato . Oops. However, I think Carolyn made out like a bandit - so hopefully my Karma will only be improved! haha.

Below is a postcard I included in Caroyln's package:

Yesterday mine arrived from Kiki in the Carolinas (who you may follow at Yogademia)!

She included Tazo Green Ginger Tea to calm. To comfort a handmade bag "to keep your treasures at hand". To encourage creativity Marc Chagall postcards! To celebrate my love of hiking and camping (which I mentioned in my questionnaire that was part of the swap) a fabulous book called Backcountry Betty: Roughing it in Style by Jennifer Worick and illustrated by Kate Quinby. Oooh lala. This will definitely be a favorite distraction from school work! Kiki was extra thoughtful and included some extra cards. I love it! So today, after I write at least rough drafts for two art therapy papers, I will sit down with a cup of tea (which I'm actually drinking now also), read at least the introduction to being fabulous while roughing it, and write some thank you postcards!

I have also received new handmade postcards from the http://www.ihanna.nu/blog homemade postcard swap. She also guided me in the direction of joining Swap-bot. So I now will have plenty of future things to blog about also! Creative gift sharing makes me incredibly happy!

This weeks postcards received:

Laura from Port Talbot, Wales made a postcard from a photo taken on her wedding day!

Riley, a nine year old, sent me this fabulous card! The fortune held in he hand that is not legible in the photo reads, "you will dine happily ever after". I find this totally appropriate for me! I found this postcard incredibly inspiring, because when my hubs and I have kids, I will totally have them be a part of swaps with me!

Kaye from Pennsylvania sent me "Warm greetings" with the hope for spring and art! PA has had tons of snow, as is the case with most the East Coast, this winter.

Yvounne, who I am pretty sure might by iHanna's mom from iHanna's description of her mom's postcards, sent a beautiful sewn flower postcard from Sweden.

Michelle from Indiana said inspirational messages on her postcard. She said quoted Arthur Koestler "Creativity is a type of learning process where the teacher and pupil are located in the same individual."

Now I have to go back to school work. Enjoy the rest of your weekend!

Fashion Friday

So the tribute to McQueen last week stirred up my love for fashion. I find fashion inspiring in ways beyond clothes... artistic style, personal expression... fashion is indeed an art. One of the most inspiring designers I have ever known of is John Galliano. He has a private fashion line and he designs for Dior.

I became obsessed with him in 2002, when I was still much more involved in fashion design.

Even now that I'm not focused on fashion, his work still inspires some of my art.

In 2002 Galliano's line for Spring/Summer was showcased in Vogue Magazine. I thankfully got my hands on the issue and was introduced. The above dress (this is the Vogue page) was my absolute favorite and became displayed on my binder for school. Ever since... Galliano has been a huge influence.
Galliano has a background in costume design and it shows on the runway. In this show the models were painted and the clothes had colored powder... very reminiscent of the Hindu holiday Holi (aka Dhulheti, Dhulandi, or Dhulendi). SIDE NOTE: I really want to celebrate this holiday someday... the main celebration is a colored powder/colored water fight that occurs throughout the towns and cities. Like a nation wide paint-ball fight without any bruising! AWESOME! Above is from his runway show in 2002.
His drapery also interests me. Above is a picture from the 2002 runway show.
He includes a lot of references to other ethnicities. Asian themes have occured multiple times throughout the years. Above is another image from the 2002 Spring/Summer collection.
Pretty sure this model is from the Dior 2003 Spring/Summer collection. I adore her sequined face. I love that Galliano is about so much more than clothes. He considers the whole body as a canvas. It makes for much better runway shows, albeit slightly weirder.

The above is a fabulous dress by Galliano for Dior's 2003 Spring/Summer line. I love the slinky dress with an overlay of voluptuous folds. Its very different but it kinda reminds me of the dress Audrey Hepburn wore in Sabrina (1954), designed by Givenchy, seen below:

Very different, but there is something about the simultaneous display of dichotomies between tight and flowy that I am very attracted to. By the way that Givenchy dress is one of my all time favorites in the history of fashion. I also have some really cool Dior favorites from the days when Dior designed... long before Galliano reinvented Dior. They will appear in another Fashion Friday!

Anyhow, I digress.

In 2004 Galliano took a hot air balloon ride over Egypt to inspire his next line. Which is clearly visible in the results:

A little over the top perhaps. But inspireing, no? Again, I love the dramatics.

I think the above image is from his 2006 line. 1920s is a fabulous time period in fashion history so I adore the flapper tribute. Particularly in the guise of a sequin cap! The flower reminds me of the zipper fashion appliques that became so big this past season.

There is much much more Galliano I adore. So I will have to make him a frequent flyer of Fashion Friday!

Biographical sketches

Two peers and I are submitting a presentation to the annual art therapy conference. Its hard to say what our chances are. Part of the submission is a small biographical sketch. We were laughing, because they give you a 50 word count limit, and the total of what we could say professionally is very very limited. Yet, when we began goofing off - we found we could say so much more if we weren't so worried about professional appearances! haha. This is what C, one of the girls in the group, came up with (now, if only this was what we were sending in!):

C has an embarrassingly diverse music collection on her iPod which boom boom pows from the speakers of her mustard yellow car when she rolls with the homeys. She enjoys Starbucks mochas, mixed media collage and day dreaming about making babies with her future gigantic Samoan husband (ideas implanted by a psychic in the attic of a crystal store).

E is an ice cream junky from New Jersey (no relation to Snookie or the Situation). She enjoys crafting her own hats and wedding gowns while dreaming up Lost conspiracy theories and slamming shots of jager. Don't be fooled by her thrift store clothing and hipster music, she is a drinking and dancing machine.

Phoenix Peacock is a tattooed beeyotch badass...both in her ability to tell it like it is and host a mean dinner party while simultaneously baking a blueberry pie and crafting her own gold corset tutu. She has the brains of Einstein and the spirit of Mother Theresa in Ed Hardy hightops, an irresistible combination.

C is amazingly great at being funny and silly while still being pretty dead on. I thought this would be a good thing to share since I would probably never describe myself in that way, but still represents me fairly accurate. :)

Gratitude.

Today I am grateful.

I am grateful for the two postcards I got in the mail:

Thank you Janet from Bakersfield, California. I love the layers of patterns and stencil work. I am exploring this in my current artwork. (Hopefully pictures soon)
Thank you Izabela from Burlington, Washington. I adore this postcard for multiple elements, but especially the kids. It makes me miss all my nieces and nephews (three are adoptees from Korea).

I am grateful for some fabulous blogs I am following:

Airing My Dirty Laundry, One Sock At A Time... I never fail to laugh, out loud... I mean obnoxiously out loud, to the point my husband raises his eyebrow and asks me what the hell is going on.

alisaburke I feel so inspired with every blog she posts. AMAZING stuff. It's always stuff I would do. There are some great artists that some of their stuff I still wrinkle my nose at. Not that my stuff is better, just I have no interest in trying out the stuff they are doing. Alisa's stuff on the other hand... I want it. I want to be able to make it. I want to be able to own it. I want her blog to become my home so I can live in it! Love it. Love it. Love it.

http://www.lizbeck.net She finds all these interesting news clips and videos that are about art and art therapy. Its like having someone do all the legwork for you and just handing you nice tidy end results that are really cool, educational, fun, and inspiring. NICE (in Borat's voice).

http://www.yourcourageouslife.com/blog/ A) good writing skills... which I love. My blog, not so much as I am usually writing when I am overly exhausted. Perhaps one day though I can write with true style, prose, and grammar. (B) Motivational. Plus, she gets me to think introspectively. She asks questions... and people actually reply back with answers. (C) on facebook she reminds me to stop and breathe. Gotta love a good reminder to breathe every once in a while seeing that it is vital to living, but most people don't purposefully do it. A purposeful breath is so much better and relaxing than an automatic one.

There is more fabulous blogs I follow. Perhaps some will make an appearance another day. These are the ones that all posted something fabulous today that made me super grateful to follow them!

I am grateful for my wonderful husband. Sometimes I take him for granted - the fact that he doesn't focus on what a mess the house is when he knows my chronic illnesses are in a flare, the fact that he make me laugh EVERY day despite whatever mood I am in, the fact that we sit and talk about school, work, ups, downs, whatever. There is a lot. I am pretty lucky. I let him know regularly because I think that letting people you love know you love them even if they already know it is really important in relationships (relationships - all relationships, not just ones with significant others) but I wanted to blurt it out to all of you too.

I am grateful because it is Wednesday - so the week is half over!

I am grateful because Netflix delivered a movie... which means I get to paint my nails, snuggle up with my husband and puppies, and be totally distracted from school work for over an hour!

I am grateful because when I am paying attention to my school work, it is full of really interesting readings - I love it when I think my homework is fun!

I am also very grateful for my surroundings right now. I've been hearing a lot of family and friends complaining about their weather, their house, their jobs, etc. And I look around and realize... I love my surroundings! The weather has been cold - but on morning walks with the dogs it wakes me up better than caffeine, plus at night it makes snuggling in bed all the more enjoyable. The night skies are crystal clear and the stars are so brilliant. My house is a mess and is in need of serious spring cleaning, but there are areas like my linen closet that are impeccable and show off my OCD tendencies nicely. Even with a messy house, I can't complain since I pass at least one homeless person begging on a street corner almost every day. There is a funky little artsy mountain town just up the road that revives my soul even on days where I am exhausted (see pictures below).

I'm grateful because my heart is filled with joy. I could focus on the negatives - there are plenty of those too - but right now, I'm happy despite all of them. That is so fabulous I had to pass it on!

Happy Valentines Day and Happy Losar!

1st, Happy Valentines Day!

Last night I attempted to make Red Velvet cake. I'm not sure what I did wrong... but it wasn't much of a success. My entire kitchen ended up looking like it was bleeding. Perhaps it goes with all the recent vampire love stories you can't avoid (trust me, I've tried... Twilight? really? people over 12 like it? Sorry I'm sure that's insulting someone since everyone else seems to be such big fans.). Yea, so my kitchen has red smeared all over it; I have red smeared all over me; needless to say, not exactly my best Martha Stewart moment. Which made me laugh because many of my friends call me the Stepford housewife (even St. Stepford), Suzie Homemaker, and the like. If only they could have seen me then. I'm not sure what happened. Granted, I am a better cook then baker, but still... really you should have seen this. DISASTER. I was too embarrassed to take photos, so you can't see it. But you should have! I ended up making only a single layer and tossing out the crumbling other layer. I guess that was Cupid's way of helping me not pack on the pounds! haha.

I managed to salvage a bit. Everything was made better with sprinkles!

Regardless of how it looks, mmmmm, it tastes damn good!

The hubs and I are about to window shop - I adore holiday displays! It will be extra pretty with the fresh powder snow we woke up to this morning. HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!

2cd, Happy Losar! What is Losar you may ask? Well, its the Tibetan Chinese New Year... slightly different in that Tibet tried to maintain its individuality, but yet was taken over by the Chinese so still in a lot of ways the same. 2010 is the Year of the Tiger. The Golden Tiger to be specific.

The Year of the Tiger is usually associated with big changes. I'm not particular big into Horoscopes, so I won't bother with the rest of it! But yes, HAPPY LOSAR!

The rest of the 10

Okay, o.k., here are the other postcards being mailed off as we speak, or type rather... or actually as I type. Blog speak has made me digress and left me in a puddle of confusion.

Anyhow, here they are! (for anyone reading who hasn't read an earlier post... this is for iHanna's blog's homemade postcard swap. I make 10 and I receive 10.)

Phoenix rises from the heart. My favorite, for obvious reasons. :) Materials used: magazine images, bead, sequins, and glitter glue!

Collaged with magazine images and feathers.

I just love the poetics of this. Both the words and the image. By far, the least stuff collaged on a postcard, but sometimes simple is better.

My Parisian valentine. Almost sent it to my mom instead. But she will get a copy of the photo of the postcard instead!

This one I'm not such a fan of... but whatever. It's a big messy pile of collage from Starbucks gift card, left-over scrapbooking paper, a shopping bag, and magazine images.

Tribute to the Queen

Lee Alexander McQueen was such an inspirational designer. People might not have understood it sometimes, but he didn't seem to care. His work was reflective of historical events, multiple cultures, and his own background in costume design. He had a flare for the dramatic. He pushed limits. He amazed.

I adore the dramatics. The contrasts of harsh lines and soft pinks. Glued onto the body and floating off the body.
A bodysuit of glitz that had to be stitched onto the model backstage. I'd love to own a thigh high boot version of this!
This is one of my favorite designs. So fem. So gorgeous.

McQueen was known more for the elaborate head pieces and hair designs that accompanied the majority of his pieces.

I would totally wear this peacock dress
and this.
His runway theatrics will be missed!

Visuals!

So the reason I began to blog was due to the inspiration other blogs have given me. Creative visual journeys into other artists and crafters' lives. So I am a little disappointed that I am just now sharing what I am making... but here it is!

These are some of the postcards I will be mailing this weekend as part of the homemade postcard swap!
The above image was collaged magazine images with ink added. She will be sailing off to the Netherlands.
This postcard actually isn't done. It will have an individually wrapped tea in the center of the white netting. The material used are produce netting, magazine image, and tea tags. I love Yogi and Celestial Seasonings. They taste good AND they have a little message... which makes drinking tea all the more lovely! This darling cup of tea is off to Illinois.
Gold with hints of architecture, fashion, and jewelry. LUXURY in a postcard! Materials used for this included magazine images, champagne bottle wrapper, and gold glitter (not in the image since it is still drying)
This is a pretty good depiction of me. It has teal, my favorite color. Gold and glitter to make my inner child jump for joy. A bunny - which even though the blog signs me as bird... Bunny is my nickname. An inspirational message reminder (for me and the receiver)

There are ten postcards in total. I am exhausted, so I promise to post them tomorrow. I just knew that if I didn't at least get a handful up... it would never happen. They say that if you decide to set a goal, you are far more likely to reach it if you do one step (it can be little, or even tiny) within the first 24 hours of setting the goal.