orange creamsicle

Today is Inspiration Monday!
When the ladies Nora and Megan from Two Birds Boutique
choose an outfit to inspire a look.

Here's my version of the look.
To see how others styled it
go to:
inspiration monday: days off.

Today's inspiration is:

               Olivia Palermo

Details of the orange guitar pick necklace my cousin made.
 I'm wearing a different top in this photo, but it shows the necklace better than the dress photos.

My friend's mom painted the pink flower bracelet.
My cousin made my orange bracelets.

My art journal page from March 10, 2013
inspired by this technique by Wilna Furstenberg.

I used to not like the color orange.
Now I rather like it. 
When I was little my favorite fruit was California oranges, and I adored fresh squeezed orange juice. Orange was my favorite soda. I liked orange sherbet and orange creamsicles.

Here's a photo of little me eating ice cream.
Now you can say you've seen me with my shirt off.

rock candy crystals

...When he saw that every branch of every tree was encased in ice, 

My skirt was thrifted.

he thought of Cinderella's toes and how they were visible through her perfect-fit glass slippers...Bitter in the Mouth by Monique Truong

Texas snow in our backyard, 10 days ago.
No, it didn't last long.
Yes, we are glad the temperature is warmer again.

My cousin made my necklace.

...when their world, wrapped in a thick blanket of white, was a gift...Bitter in the Mouth by Monique Truong

Cow photos my guy took in the Colorado snow,
on our road trip in December.

....a world covered in marshmallow fluff and rock candy crystals....Bitter in the Mouth by Monique Truong

You might not be able to see,
but my nails are actually painted gunmetal and dark brown on every other finger,
and a stripe of silver polish is down the middle.

My twin nieces in the December Utah snow,
 in their yard,
with their dad, my brother n-law

...these children awoke to their fathers home on a weekday and their mother's making cocoa...Bitter in the Mouth by Monique Truong

My mom gave me the sweater.
 I wore it before, here.

...marveling at the buildings and houses and how they looked like cakes covered in seven-minute frosting and coconut flakes...Bitter in the Mouth by Monique Truong

My shoes were thrifted. 

My art journal pages from early January.
all papers were painted or inked by me and collaged together.
These pages were inspired by this post by Donna Downey.

It says:

Choose Brightly
the world of never
Live in action
Show Heart
Celebrating like
light crazy unicorns

my fire in the light

This outfit is for Style Imitating Art.

My blouse is thrifted.

One of my best friends gave me the bracelet cuff.
It's made from a recycled record album.

Here's the art as inspiration.

From the Plains II by Georgia O'Keeffe

I actually think this top I'm wearing in the photo below matches the painting better.

I donated that blouse years ago,
 because I didn't like the fit.
 This photo is from Our New Orleans Trip in the Summer of 2009.

Necklace made by my cousin
Can you see the bow in the thread? 

 sleeve details

Another photo of me wearing blouse
from Our New Orleans Trip in the Summer of 2009.
I actually donated that purse, years ago, too.

My art journal pages from 7-18-12

Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light
To chase a feather in the wind
Within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight
There moves a thread that has no end.

It says: If I had an extra hour a day What would I do with it? Whatever I wanted. Probably create more, sleep more, write more, practice more. I don't know. Yes, I do. I would spend more time with my love.

Collected stamps from old mail

For many hours and days that pass ever soon

the tides have caused the flame to dim

At last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom

Is this to end or just begin?

All of my love, all of my love,
All of my love to you, now 

Shadow of me and my love 
in Corpus Christi, July 2012

The cup is raised, the toast is made yet again
 One voice is clear above the dinProud Arianne, one word, my will to sustainFor me, the cloth once more to spin

My love, Fort Lauderdale, Florida, August 2012

Yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews timehis is the force that lies withinOurs is the fire, all the warmth we can findHe is a feather in the wind

My love playing in the ocean, in Florida.

All of my love, all of my love,

All of my love to you, now

I get a little bit lonely,just a little, just a little,
 
just a little bit lonely... All of My Love by Led Zeppelin

To see how other ladies interpreted the painting check out Vivienne from Thrifted Shift's post here. To see my other Style Imitating Art post go to Frida Outfit Challenge

my purple collection

This post and photos were inspired by
 Random Color Prompt from the blog Daisy Yellow Art.

My mom made this purse.

My mom made the necklace,
and she made the blue blanket too.

Summer is going from
one air conditioned place to another.

My purple nail polishes

Summer is  usually when we go on trips.

My thrifted purple suede boots

Summer is  when we see lots of live bands outside.

My friend made this purse.

 Summer is mosquitoes I loathe.

My mom made these earrings.

Summer is unbearable sweat.

My thrifted purse

Summer is heat induced headaches.

Earrings on top made by my cousin.

The triangle earrings were my grandmother's.

Summer is maybe going to the pool,
 or water slide.

My purple collection of tights/leggings

Summer is when my family has time off of school.

These little girls are complete strangers.
I took their photos because

they looked cute.

They were dancing to the band,
 at the outdoor concert.

My collection of purple books. 

...She would wear her dress of primrose silk and her new high-heeled fairy slippers...

..."Think of the music penned in this fragile, pale blue, wall," by Lucy Maud Montgomery

...For Laura's summer dress they bought ten yards of delicate pink lawn with small flowers and pale green leaves scattered over it...by Laura Ingalls Wilder

...Snow came in the wind from the sky. Snow rose from the hard drifts as the wind cut away....The sky, the sunshine, the town, were gone,lost in the blinding dance of snow... by Laura Ingalls Wilder

...Seb Hunter:Guitar & vocals. Can play bar chords. Can sing high harmonies. Speaks like a child. Short hair, but almost over eyes. Prone to wetting pants if things are getting too overwrought... by Seb Hunter

...I hung up and reluctantly turned my mind to ever Heavy Metal fan's ultimate weapon of choice- our sonic call to-arms, our horizontal phallic light saber-the electric guitar....by Seb Hunter

My art journal pages 

Summer is lots of art journaling classes.

Summer is blankets on grass,
bare feet, tank tops, sandals, shorts,
sprinklers, outdoor gathering, and heat.

 Roles I play:

wife, aunt, friend, blogger,
truth teller,compliment giver,
artist, student, survivor, writer,
patient, creative being, daughter,
supporter, jokester, musician,
teacher, fashionista,
photographer taker 

like an autumn leaf

I got this idea from Daisy Yellow Art to take a photo of something orange, red, and yellow.

Here's my orange, red, and yellow nail polishes.

My earrings in this color scheme. 

  Three of the orange pairs were made by my cousin.  
I hand painted the circle yellow ones.

Here are my orange, yellow, and red bracelets.

My cousin made the guitar pick bracelet, 
and the orange and white beaded bracelet.

My cousin also made the orange
and white bracelet, with the clear beads.

My necklace collection in the same colors.

My cousin made every necklace here except,
 the red and silver beaded one.

Orange, red, and yellow cookbooks in our kitchen.

Here's my art journal page using color scheme.

It says: Like fire she opened her mouth and sang breathy vocals that turned smouldering memories of what used to be into ash.  
She didn't need flowers thrown onstage to signify her worth.

My 2nd art journal page using same colors.

  It says: Firewoman, sunset girl, flames within you, if only my face was as symmetrical as the ones I draw or paint. If only.  Instead, it's frozen with palsy.

Little me wearing red pants and a yellow blouse while I walked on my grandpa.