have a safe and happy halloween weekend.
i typically steal all the reeses from fiona because "those are the ones that the razor blades go into the easiest".
bye.
kitchen witch
monday vibes
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a couple of some things
sorry for the light posting this week.
i've been arting and farting.
seriously though, i've been painting a lot and had a shitstain of a cold.
which has kept me both busy and under motivated.
i have been working on a bunch of new irises for my shop. big and small.
look for those to drop sometime early next week.
some things have caught my eye this week worth sharing....
i seriously missed the mark with fiona's room.
does anyone have a pretty but practical solution for masses of lego friends (like every single one in the collection)?
want everything in the balmain for h&m collection.
starting with this jacket.
take a peek here if you haven't already.
fair warning. these aren't your usual h&m prices.
but they aren't typical balmain prices either.
do yourself a favor and buy these blushes.
i started with peaceful (on the bottom) and recently added modesty (top).
if you only pick one go with peaceful.
it is very subtle but gives the most amazing glow ever.
i use it very liberally.
have you ever visited lucky scent?
you can buy samples of perfume for 5 bucks.
i don't have a signature scent so loads of samples is the way to go for me.
i can choose according to mood.
you guys know i am a tracy anderson lifer...
i came across this blog post a few days ago...
it's every TA muscular structure workout ever created.
they are in order from longest to shortest.
i want to hug this person.
YOU'RE WELCOME!
have a gorgeous weekend.
bye.
a couple three things
is anyone else watching that exceedingly long music video otherwise known as american horror story?
look, i love the 80's. i love not vampire-vampires. i love gaga. but this shit is possibly the worst AHS of all time and i am including the worst of all worst's, coven.
yet something happens to my brain every week that i am not proud of, i forget that it's terrible and i watch anyway.
not entirely sure what brings me back...but it could be matt bomer in eyeliner. my downstairs parts get turnt up in the most uncomfortable way.
meanwhile, on the opposite end of the tv spectrum is the great british baking show.
yesterday we watched 2 episodes back to back and i started thinking about paul hollywood in an inappropriate way as i often do while watching and wondered...has anyone written any fan fiction about these two? because that is a normal thought to have and not at all weird, right?
then i found the most awesome story i have ever read.
warning: NSFW.
and now that you're good and hungry...
i made chicken chili on saturday and it was really really the best chicken chili i've ever had and i don't even like chicken chili.
i used this recipe but instead of chicken breast i used boneless, skinless chicken thighs and for the beer i used pumpkin beer.
i am 100% sure that the reason this chili was an 11 on a scale from 1-10 is because of the chicken thighs. so...do that.
also i didn't have masa harina but i did have soft corn tortillas so i just threw a couple into a food processor and ground them up to a powder. you could also use cornmeal i suppose but the flavor was much cornier somehow using the tortillas.
also i didn't have the chipotles so i just squirted absurd amounts of chipotle tobasco into the chili at the end. but if you have chipotle i say use. or don't. it's your mouth.
i liked this chili 500% more than beef chili and i love beef chili.
bye.
in the dead of night
these things....
eye sweatshirt / iron oval firepit / orbit stone ring
palmistry chair / glassy baby votives - red feather / dawn / wicked / devil dog / roots
gold moon chime / two cobras / large glass dome / fortune teller oil painting
not for nothing but-
i would put those cobras under that dome and it would take pride of place on my halloween altar.
those shoes and that hat would be part of my halloween costume.
that gypsy lady would go in my bathroom and guide me through difficult toilet times.
i would wear that donald robertson sweatshirt when i needed extra protection from assholes at whole foods (the jerks who walk in through the out door and the dicks who take up the whole aisle with their cart)
thanks for the love yesterday.
really warmed my heart.
love you guys.