paper and pen crush

i've been doing a lot of perusing around the stationery world recently (and by recently, i really mean for the better part of the last three years), and i just have to remark on some of the lovely work that's kept my eyes trained on the screen (sometimes at the sacrifice of doing my own work... it's all in the name of inspiration, right?). pitbulls1

pitbulls and posies - an la-based paper goods and design shop run by amber moon (who seems to love her hippy-esque name just as much as i did upon first glancing at it). i love the mixture of softness and edge that permeate all of their projects. some of my favorites include the deconstructed chevron pattern with sequins suite for an elopement announcement, and their desert mod invite suite, full of vibrant colors, tumbleweed silhouettes, and a playful layout.

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neither snow - this lady's penmanship is breathtaking. all at once whimsical, fluid, edgy, and graceful, it's so utterly romantic, it makes complete sense why people would want her script on their invitation designs, or their bodies. i'm in love love with the parisian wedding for which she scripted dinner menus, place cards, and table numbers on distressed vases. it's all so timeless and fluid, organic and wistful, almost melancholic. i tend to draw a lot of inspiration from things that have those traits, and mara's hand is one of them.

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just a little eye-candy to keep you occupied for the rest of your afternoon, as you look longingly out the sunny window and wish you had an extension cord long enough to bring you outside to finish your work... err, or that could be just me. either way, happy wednesday!

sunday ceremonies: family matters

this week's sunday ceremony is very near and dear to my heart.  last night my beautiful cousin michelle married her longtime boyfriend and soulmate in all things love, life and cooking (he's quite the mister julia child in the kitchen) at a little church outside of boston.  their reception was held at les zygomates, a cozy french restaurant tucked away in the back streets of the city behind south station.  we had the entire horseshoe-shaped place to ourselves, complete with two bars, three dining rooms, and a raised piano from which the bride's uncle tinkered out old-fashioned melodies all night.

it was gorgeous.  the whole night, from the endless passed hors d'oeuvres (mini crab cakes, lamb lollipops, roasted beets with goat cheese on crostini, firecracker shrimp, bacon-wrapped scallops) to the french food-themed buffet stations of chicken and lobster crepes, mixed green salad with gorgonzola and pear, and then perfectly seasoned and cooked steak-frites, was absolutely magical.  throw in some well-concocted cocktails, good conversation, friends and family and a few well-worded toasts, and i would say this is a night my (now married) cousin won't soon forget.  congratulations michelle and chris, and i cannot wait to see the far more professional photographs!

{all images by jillyink}

bon appetit!

just a quick plea that everyone run right out tomorrow and go see 'julie and julia', the meryl streep/amy adams masterpiece that weaves the illustrious and expansive life of julia child with the somewhat sniveling and snarky, yet still redeemably adorable events of the year in which julie powell succeeded in cooking her way through mrs. child's legendary book, 'mastering the art of french cooking'.  i have always been in love with julia.  i can remember gathering around the television with my whole family on sunday mornings to watch her charming and quirky cooking show (followed, of course, by the frugal gourmet - another of my favorites!).  is it any wonder then that whenever i decided (or decide - i still do it to this day) to put on a 'live cooking demonstration' in our kitchen myself, i found myself not only attempting to mimic julia's extensive knowledge of culinary finesse, but also her incredibly recognizable falsetto?  i love the power she held on screen, even in her later years when she would simply stand by and watch other master chefs who'd been invited to cook with or for her.  her presence was undeniable.  she was unapologetic both in cooking and in life, and i can only hope to possess the amount of unfailing confidence and 'courage of conviction' that guided her through foreign lands and trying times.  

the movie was absolutely lovely.  both meryl streep and amy adams were perfect in their roles.  and the food.  oh the food.  thank goodness nora ephron hired herself a phenomenal food stylist, because i've been harboring a massive craving for anything with butter and cream and a side of light and crispy french bread.  dinner tonight is much anticipated. 

 

bon appetit!

jilly