Category Archives: Doak

and now we need a great dane.

chad and cooper copy

My friend, Katie, snapped this photo of C and Cooper the Blue Great Dane of My Dreams at last night’s Yappy Hour; mostly for photographic evidence of the significant size difference of their craniums. If there was a competition for giantest of heads, Coop would take the trophy and all the glory.

Doak — who is completely oblivious to his own large stature —  typically prefers the company of little four-legged friends; he likes his weenies tiny, his Italian Greyhounds delicate, and his Jack Russells small and stacked. He’d rather you didn’t get too close or sniff his backside if you’re a dog over 40 lbs, thankyouverymuch. But he loved Cooper, who was the gentlest of giants and awfully patient while the Doodle gave him a full sniff down and stared adoringly into his eyeballs, snoot-to-snoot.

For a second, I think I had C convinced that we could totally make a Doodle + Dane combo work in our 1700 square foot house.

20140621-101216-36736314.jpg

{ Maybe Doak was just happy to not be the biggest guy in the room, for once. }

 

tied up in knots

IMG_9891

Some Doodle has an appointment at the salon tomorrow. We always like to snap a photo or two of him in all his shaggy glory for posterity before the annual summer shave-down. Come Wednesday, he’ll look like a new man.

IMG_9916

IMG_9921

I’ve been on the fence about this tied shirt business for a while, but now I’m kind of almost on board. Especially in this heat; It’s nice to skip the bulky sweaty tuck-in. I won’t be baring any 9 to 5 midriff any time soon, though.

IMG_9917

Speaking of haircuts, I have an appointment this Thursday afternoon and I’m thinking it’s time for a chop-chop. Maybe the heat is getting to me, but the idea of getting through the summer with these long locks is giving me agita…

IMG_9865

wearing:

Sonoma chambray camp shirt; LC Lauren Conrad pleated skirt; TKEES Foundations flip flops

IMG_9879

the start of something new!

Untitled-1

IMG_6359

IMG_6364

{wearing: Mossimo sweater (Target clearance, $11); Simply Vera Vera Wang black skinnies; thrifted button-down; Seychelles loafers (Hautelook); watch c/o Daniel Wellington; Tom Ford sunnies}

IMG_6352

{“Pleeeease, momma, let me at those blowing leaves!”}

IMG_6342

Fall seems like a great time to turn over a new leaf, don’t you think? Let’s hope so… ’cause today’s the first official day of my new budget experiment!

Here’s the 411: I’m a long time over-shopper in desperate need of a detox. For the next four months, I’m holding myself to a strict $100 spending allowance for personal purchases of clothes, accessories, and beauty products. To keep myself motivated, I’ve also set a goal to use the money I’ll save to pay off all of my remaining credit card debt by the end of February. This may sound simple to some, but I’ve never had much success in sticking to a restrictive spending plan, and my hands are shaking a bit as I type this post in anticipation of the retail DTs…

I’ve put myself on countless “budgets” over the years, but always in my head; and always with a laundry list of mental loopholes {ahem, excuses} that quickly deteriorated my resolve — and bank account. Example: “I know I said no shopping this week, but when am I ever going to find [insert item] in my size at this price again?! This is fate. And this purchase doesn’t count.” Neither did the next five. What can I say, I’m my very best (or worst) enabler. So this time, I’m proclaiming my mission to all the world in hopes that a little accountability will lead to a life-changing, habit-breaking, confidence-boosting triumph!! {Huzzah!}

puppy fever

IMG_4480

IMG_4460

IMG_4461

IMG_4467

IMG_4476

One of our employees adopted a puppy from the Humane Society late last week, and brought him by the shop to finish out the work day. His name is Otto, and he’s the sweetest little 14-week lab mix you ever did see. I proceeded to fill a memory card with snaps of him and the Doodle, and developed a mild case of puppy fever over the course of the afternoon. Those tiny paws get me every time.

Doak was on the fence about Otto. One one hand {paw?} he was awfully spunky and fun to play with, which beat an afternoon lying on the floor, waiting for a customer to come in and lavish attention on him. But on the other, that puppy stole some of his thunder, for which he was less than pleased. I guess he’s happy to be an only child.

Which is the only thing keeping me from driving down to the shelter and adopting a puppy, STAT. Well, that and the mister — voice of reason that he is — reminding me that our little family is perfect just the way it is.

the countdown is on…

IMG_9817

IMG_9813

IMG_9774

{top: Beall’s Outlet, $9.99; jeans: Angel ankle skinnies c/o DL 1961; clutch: nicole by nicole miller c/o jcpenney (A CUTE ALTERNATIVE); wedges: Style & Co (A CUTE ALTERNATIVE under $50)}

IMG_9757

… to our big move! We have just about a week left in our current shop. {Can someone puhlease tell me where June went?!} They’re moving our walk-in flower cooler next Saturday afternoon, which is the last major piece of the transition. We’ll spend the next seven days packing boxes, moving a few more pieces of furniture, and organizing the new space. Oh, and maintaining our regular hours and trying to keep things business-as-usual so our customers won’t feel a thing during the changeover. Are we crazy?

During all the hubbub, we’re doing a lot of multitasking. Like taking Doak for potty breaks and snapping blog shots at the same time. He’s been working two or three days a week at the shop this summer. By working, I mean charming customers and reveling in all the extra attention between taking naps in the middle of our workspace. At least one of us is completely unaffected by the stress of moving.

the crash and burn.

IMG_2772

IMG_2755

Lauren Conrad dress (Kohl's clearance last year) | Derek Heart short sleeve sweatshirt | thrifted denim jacket | Sam Edelman sandals (Hautelook) | Kmart sunnies | Betsey Johnson watch

IMG_2763

IMG_2788

IMG_2793

IMG_2796

You know how sometimes, despite your best efforts to cultivate balance and harmony and structure and rainbows in your day-to-day, life hits you with an unexpected fast-pitch series of hard balls and you hit the wall? Well, I smacked into it late last week — violently and face-first — and I’m still recovering. Here’s the breakdown of my near mental breakdown: two proms, one wedding, lots of funeral work, regular daily business, tax preparation, several new consignors, and one designer on vacation visiting her daughter in Hawaii. It got a little hairy. And when things get hairy, the blog goes dark for a few days {or a week… but who’s counting, right?}.

By Saturday, I was so physically and mentally wiped, I crawled into bed at 5:30pm and slept through the night. It was glorious. Sunday we celebrated Perry’s birthday with day of boating, our friend Lisa’s skinny margaritas, BBQ, and birthday cake with a couple dozen pals. A laid-back day in the sun with friends definitely aided in my rehabilitation.

Here’s to a week that lets us coast instead of careen through the next few days, mmm?

canine therapy

IMG_2305

IMG_2231

plaid button-down (thrifted, $2) | Angel ankle skinnies c/o DL1961 | Bamba coral penny loafers c/o Wanted | yellow scarf picked up at an outlet store for $4 | Big Buddha clutch (Hautelook)

IMG_2251

IMG_2243

IMG_2276 IMG_2282

{I live for puppy yawns.}

Whoever said diamonds are a girl’s best friend had it all wrong. Her dog totally is.

Chad snapped these shots of Doak and me last night when I got home from work. I was in a foul mood all day. Cantankerous. A grumpalous, as my dad would say. I don’t know who put a bee in my bonnet (in fact, I only had to work a half day) but let’s just blame it on A Case of the Mondays. Blech.

When you walk in the door from one of those awful days, the I’ve-never-been-more-excited-to-see-you greeting from your four-legged friend is the best mood lifter, right?You’d never tell from these pictures that just hours earlier I was a crotchety nightmare. I love him so.

“He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.” 

baby it’s cold outside!

IMG_8449

IMG_8443

IMG_8475
Windy City Tote c/o Ruche | Calvin Klein leopard sweater | Tommy Hilfiger button-up | INC gray zipper skinnies | Apt. 9 midcalf boots (Kohl’s sale)

IMG_8469

Tuesday I was wearing shorts with bare legs. Cut to two days later, and it’s full-on fall gear. ‘Tis the season for seriously unpredictable Florida weather. Fa la la la la, la la la la! 

Doak loves this change in the weather. I worked from home today [I left my car keys at the shop last night, thereby stranding myself after C left early this morning] and he spent the majority of the day outside. The chill in the air brings out the frisky puppy in him, making him extra sweet and adorable. And a little uncooperative…

IMG_8460

because cute puppy videos never get old…

… and because I took outfit photos this afternoon, but forgot to change the camera settings after all the indoor shots I took of new inventory to update the online shop (stay tuned!). So they’re all blown out and terrible and unusable [pouts]. Fortunately, there’s no better way to buy time than with gratuitous puppy content set to upbeat jazzy music, amiright? We puppysat little Molly Moo again last weekend, and this time around Doak was much more playful with her.

LB, this one’s for you! ;-)