Tuesday, July 31, 2012

A source of hope

I have been thinking a lot lately about why I feel led to continue to write about my divorce despite how happy I am.

I thought about it in terms of M because I didn't want it to come off as if I was still hung up on it or my feelings weren't genuine.

I thought about it in terms of family because its a very personal thing and for some reason having my extended family know my deep feelings is almost scarier than my amazing blog friends reading about it.

I thought about it in terms of me because I don't want to live in the past or stall my healing by writing about it (which I've come to realize I absolutely am not and in fact, its helped me heal).

And then I got a text message yesterday that rocked my world a little bit and the result of all this thinking was confirmed.

Someone very close to me is getting a divorce. It was shocking and completely unexpected from the outside and my heart is hurting for her more than I can even describe.

I spent the entire day texting her. Giving her every bit of advice I could and telling her that I know, I know how hard this is. How much it hurts no matter the circumstances. How scary it feels and is. That I know what its like to want to absolutely hate their guts (and kinda do!) yet still feel bad for having to make this decision. That I can relate and I am here for her every single tiny step of the way. I am here.

And that's just it. I want to be a place of solace. A safe haven. A light at the end of the tunnel. A soft place to fall. For anyone going through it.

I can't tell you the emails that have come to me. The tweets. The texts. It means the world to me.

When I was in the early stages of this nightmare, I was terrified. Scared Shitless as I put it to M once. And all I wanted was someone real, someone who had been through it, to tell me it was going to be okay. That even though I could not, no matter how hard I tried, see the light at the end of the tunnel it was there.

I scoured the internet, I searched for blogs. I wanted to find just one of someone who had been in this place. Who had gone through this. Who had done this and was a stronger, better person. Who had found love again. I just needed that even if its stupid.

And that's why I keep blogging about it. That's why I will continue to blog about it. When I feel led to tell a story from the past, from the divorce mayhem, from my heart, I will do it.

And its not at all because I'm hung up on the past. Its not at all because I have regrets or second thoughts (quite the opposite in fact). Its because I have been there. And if you are there right now, if you are thinking this may be the step you need to take, if you are scared shitless as I was. I am here. Talk to me if you want. Just read my story if you'd prefer. But I'm here.

But no matter what, know that its going to be okay. Know that it may seem like you will never crawl out of this tunnel but you will.

Marrying the absolutely worst person for you sucks. Divorce sucks. But I am absolutely determined to use my story for good. To be there for others. To be a source of hope. 

Friday, July 27, 2012

on a coffee table remodel

A week late but finally a post about turning this:
Ignore the dust from his first attempt at sanding... the whole thing was checkered)
into this:

I didn't get a lot of before pictures because M was so excited to turn the coffee table into my dream come true, he was already working on it before I could take a picture. :) 

He had found this on Pinterest and we both fell in love with it and started scouring garage sales for a cool coffee table for our new place...

(The natural light of the pictures I took makes our teal look a little lighter but the Pinterest picture looks very similar to our color. Ours is a little more green though.)

Sanding proved to be the hardest part, not just because sanding in general sucks but also because there were about 3 layers to get through... blue paint, varnish, and red paint. This boy worked so damn hard to get it down to the wood.
(You can see the desk behind him on the left :) All the work was done at his late Grandma's house since he and his dad are remodeling it right now.
We decided to do one coat teal on the base, then spray paint the top with chalkboard, then the 2nd coat of teal. This order turned out to work really well. We had done the 1st coat of teal the first day, let it dry overnight, then went back and it was dry enough to blue tape the teal to do the top. This way, any teal that managed to get on the top would be covered with chalkboard and then I used a tiny paintbrush on the edges to do the 2nd coat. If that makes any sense. At all. lol.
The plastic was a painting drop cloth that we used while painting. Just lifted it and put it under the blue tape
I'm not going to lie... I love the shape of the table. But its was a total beezy to blue tape. Twice. 
We did 3 full coats of chalkboard spray paint which seems to have been the perfect amount :) The third coat was done pretty thickly.

The only thing I would suggest is don't make the mistake we made by using the small amount you have left to try to do one part with a 4th coat. He thought he could get the corners thicker but ran out after only doing 2 corners. You can definitely see which corners he did an extra coat on and you can see it a little in some of the following pictures. Its not that noticeable in the house but every now and then I see it.
Touch up time! (see the corners on the left. Its whatever. I'm used to it so its really not a big deal at all. 
THIS (above) truly shows the color of the teal. That's about as close as I can get it in a picture.

And done!
The walls and table are from the same paint can, color-matched to the pillows :)

I kind of like that we didn't lost the unique-ness of the wood too. You can still see the checkerboard way the table was made by the grain of the wood.

And for the final Before and After:

Definitely my favorite piece of furniture in our place. The yellow refinished desk is a close second. (pictures of that to come soon!)

Monday, July 23, 2012

That C word...

No, not that c word. geesh. ;)


A struggle for me after everything I've been through.

Let me set the stage a little...

With X, life felt a little like the Miranda Warning ("anything you say can and will be used/held against you...") only there was no attorney present and when there was (i.e. a witness, someone else to hear what was being discussed) he would turn off his verbal attacks.

When I would talk about how I was feeling, he was hell bent on proving to me why I was wrong and why what I was feeling was ridiculous.

But it wasn't just the way I was feeling or big issues; sometimes it was the everyday. It could be something simple that I wouldn't be prepared for him to lose it about and he would. We fought so much.

There was most definitely an I in this TEAM. Oh wait, team? what's that. The world revolved around X.

So communication went out the window. I was terrified of saying or doing the wrong thing. I walked on eggshells for 7 years. No way to live.

I learned to say less. To keep things to myself. To work through it on my own. To be careful of what came out of my mouth. I learned to rework myself to adapt to this relationship that was so unhealthy from the get. But whatever, old news. Nothing I can do about it now.

So fast forward to life post-X and life with M. Talk about bringing some a lot of baggage to the table!

Its been a bit of a hurdle to relearn to communicate. To open myself up. And, to be honest, I haven't quite reached the top of this particular mountain. Its still an upward climb. But I'm getting there.

For the past week, the topic of communication has been heavily prevalent (in a good way!). We've both been going through some things that are private for now but its brought a lot of other things about.

M constantly encourages me to just speak from the heart. To not choose my words so carefully or think so much before I tell him whats going on in my over-crowded brain. Definitely still learning on that one.

He wants to know every thought and every desire of my heart. And its so special. But I'm not gonna lie and say its been easy because it certainly hasn't been.

Living together has certainly been an adjustment. He's never lived with a girlfriend before and, for me, I mine as well have not lived with a guy before because it is a world of different. In a beautifully good and healthy way. But it is different. I have a voice. That's new to me.

Because of that, communication has been a huge thing for us. But I'm proud of us and how far we've come in the month we've been here so far. We have a long way to go. I'm not going to lie or sugar coat cause that's just not my style. But, honestly, I'm not worried. (okay, that's kind of a lie. My anxiety causes me to worry a little but its irrational and if I'm honest with myself, I'm not worried.)

We are so strong together. We have this bond that is incredible. And M? I don't think I can say often enough that he is amazing. He is ready to work at this. And he holds me while I cry my eyes out as the anxiety comes over me when life gets a little too overwhelming.

And the best part? He wants to hear me. And nothing is every held or used against me.

So that C word... its complicated. But its so gosh darn worth it.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Blogger 411 - Link Up!

Becky at From Mrs to Mama is hosting a fun link up today and, despite being late to the game, I thought I'd participate and answer some about me type questions...

1. How long have you been blogging? And what got you started on blogging? Has your blog changed?

I have been blogging since [I think] 2006. My first blog was called Live, Laugh, Love and it changed names to {Let Go, Laughing} before that blog died for various reasons. (I think it may have changed names one other time between those two but I have no recollection of what the name was now... musta been real special haha.) I started blogging because I had some real life friends that were doing it and it seemed like a fun way to journal/scrapbook since I seemed to be incapable of pulling out the thousands of dollars worth of paper and real scrapbook junk I owned and actually put together a scrapbook. 

I then was unhappy with the direction that blog was going and certain people in my life at the time who had access to it and I felt like I needed a fresh start. So I made it private and started brand-spanking new on a blog called mrsashcake which was the name I had been using on twitter and the like for awhile. I then got tired of it and changed it to Be Love. 

Then I went and got a divorce and I didn't feel comfortable using that blog anymore where my ex and his entire family and some other people in my life at the time read and were in the process of analyzing every letter on that blog to prove I was an awful person because heaven-forbid they acknowledge that my ex treated me as horribly as I claimed. 

So I came over here. Where I started Snapshots of Joy. I love this blog more than I ever loved the other two combined. This blog is more a reflection of me than anything and it makes me happy. 

(apparently I'm indecisive and can't stick to any one blog name. I think this one is going to stick for a good long time now.)

2. Did you go to college? If so, where and what did you study?

I did go to college. I started at Cal State University Fullerton (CSUF) and then transfered to San Jose State University (SJSU) after two years. I have a Bachelors degree in Child and Adolescent Development.

3. Where have you traveled?

This is where I get really boring. Confession: I have never had a passport. See? How sad. I went to Mexico a ton when I was a kid because family members had a house on the beach in Rosarito but you didn't need a passport to get across the border then so no big deal. 

Otherwise... all my travel has been confined to the 50 states. Nevada, Utah, Arizona, New Mexico, Florida (for one night and then Key West for a day), New York (favorite!), Hawaii (another favorite!). Oh! I've been to the Bahamas (no passport needed then either).

Plenty of places I desperately want to go to but haven't been lucky enough yet.

4. If you won the lottery, what would be the first thing you would buy?

The lottery question is always hard. But I think I'd buy a huge vacation. The 2 or 3 week kind seeing as many places as possible. And I'd bring my whole family. And M's family too. It would be amazing.

5. What are your 3 biggest pet peeves?

So hard. 

1. California drivers. So frustrating. Especially in Southern California.
2. Inconsiderate people. Mean people. And stuck-up people. Nice people make me happy.
3. People who can't admit when they're young/made a mistake

6. What is your favorite movie?

I don't really have a favorite movie. And I ask every intern that I interview what their favorite movies are. But then I work at a film festival so that's normal. Some I love.... Little Mermaid, Funny Face, 27 Dresses, Because I Said So, & Definitely, Maybe. Just to name a few.

7. What is your drink of choice: wine, beer or liquor? Or water, soda, tea?

Alcoholic: Mike's Hard Lemonade (girly, I know. Don't Care) or a Strawberry Daiquiri. (Can you tell I'm not a huge drinker? haha)

Non-alcoholic: Chocolate milk (number one drink of choice), Water, Cherry Sprite or Coke

8. What is something you enjoy to do when you have me time?

I don't even know anymore. Sad right?! haha. I love to read and used to always have my nose in a book but lately I'm not as obsessed. I can get kind of obsessed with all my TV shows and catching up with my DVR. Otherwise... blogging, photography & editing, sewing, games on my phone when I need something completely mindless.

9. If you could have a $10,000 shopping spree to one store, which store would it be?

Target. Clothes, Household schtuffs, decorating, food, entertainment. Ooooh or Amazon. I could really go crazy with tons of awesome-ness on Amazon. But I'd miss out on the clothes part. Hmmm....

10. Share with us an embarrassing moment of your past. Or present.

I am really terrible at remember embarrassing moments. I don't know if its my brain's coping mechanism or what but I tend to block them out. Not right away though. For awhile I spend hours agonizing over it and feeling like the biggest fool that walked the planet. And then I block it out. All that to say, I can't really think of any. Letdown, I know.

11. What day would you love to relive again?

The night M said I love you for the first time. It was so sweet and perfect and just one of those moments I will never forget and will hold in my heart forever. 

12. If your life was turned into a movie... what actor would play you?

Ummm... I have no idea. I used to be told when I was younger that I look like Ashley Judd. But I never saw it and definitely don't know. If she didn't have to look like me, I'd want Reese Witherspoon. Just cause I love her. :)

13. What are the jobs you had in high school/college/the early years?

I don't know when the early years ends so I'll just tell you up until I graduated college.
Medical Supply place - admin assistant (Junior in HS)
Curves for Women - trainer (end of high school/beginning of college)
Starbucks - barista (beginning of college)
Scrapbooking Store - for a month before it shut down (college - when I first moved to Nor Cal)
YMCA - assistant director of an after-school care program (college)
Comprehensive Autism Program - Instructional Aide (college and a little after)

14. Show us a picture from high school or college.

I have to find this one off facebook cause I don't have anything on my Mac since its only a few months old. 

Well college graduation party is as far back as I can go right now.

This was about a year after:

15. If you could travel anywhere in the world, all expenses paid, where would you go?

A huge Europe trip for a couple weeks. Tons of places I want to go throughout Europe. It would be amazing.

16. Shows us the most current picture of you or you and your family.

I really haven't been in many pictures lately because I don't feel so great about myself right now but my mom asked my sister Meg and I to take this picture for a project (blog about it soon) a couple months ago. 

17. Where do you see your life 5 years from now?

We're gonna keep it vague and I say that I just see happiness. Things have been so good lately and no matter what, I see happiness going forward. 

Monday, July 16, 2012

His perfect timing...

It's Saturday night and M and I are sitting in the waiting room at Massage Envy. He has a membership and gets free massages monthly and had 3 or 4 saved up. I, on the other hand, have never had a massage before. Newbie over here.

He had explained the process (go in, tell them this, undress down to this point, blah blah blah) (he knows I can be a stress case in new situations) and a thought comes to mind while waiting for our appointment. I text my sister "What if I have to fart during the massage?" It was a joke but I was kinda half-serious. These are the things my mind thinks of.

My sister sends back a message that says "I would say don't." I'm giggling and M asks me what's so funny. So I show him, slightly embarrassed but I don't hide anything from him. He laughs.

And then its my turn to go in. I lie down, get comfortable, and the therapist comes back in. He says he's going to do my legs first so I'm face up. He puts a towel over my eyes and begins.

I realize I have no idea what to think about. My thoughts start go a little like this:

"what am I supposed to think about?
am I supposed to focus on the massage?
no that just seems weird. 
oh shit. come on stomach, don't do this.
okay don't think about it.
if you think about it, it'll happen.
get your mind off it.
okay what am I gonna think about?"

And then I started praying. I don't know why but it seemed like the right thing to do in such a calm, relaxing environment.

Now, I'll be really honest, I've prayed a very small handful of times since leaving my ex. I prayed constantly before. And the months, weeks, days leading up to leaving I prayed even more. Think of the prayer in the beginning of Eat Pray Love minus the "I've never done this before" part and then multiply the rest of it, including the uncontrollable sobbing, to 3 times a day for a good solid month. But I really struggled with it after the fact. Not because I was mad at God or felt like He had wronged me as is sometimes the case when we struggle with praying.

No it was the opposite. I felt I had done something wrong. I was getting a divorce. I had failed. I believe with absolute certainty that I did the right thing. I did then and I do even more now. And I would do it all the same.  I even felt like he had answered all those prayers of "please, just tell me what to do." But yet I felt I couldn't go to Him.

But in that massage room I felt lead to just start praying. I prayed about many things while the massage therapist rubbed my legs (sidenote: why does it feel awkward to describe what a trained professional does to relax you? I don't know. Anyway.)

And then he finished the front, said he was removing the towel on my eyes, and wanted me to turn over and lay on my stomach.

I flipped over, put my face in the donut-y thing and got comfortable. He began on my back and I went right back to praying.

And the words just started to flow out (not technically... this was silent prayer time. obviously). I didn't think about what I was saying or pick a direction to go with my prayer. I just kept praying. And after this part in the prayer, I stopped and realized exactly what I had just said and a calm feeling came over me. I realized that what I had just said in my prayer was the absolute truth and I had never really realized it or marveled in that truth. (and then I started writing this blog post in my head. don't lie. you do it too.)

Okay, I know how lame - I haven't told you what it is that I said. Sorry. Enough suspense. This is what came out without a thought, word for word (it was that powerful. not really a forgettable moment)...

Lord, thank you for bringing Mike into my life. Even at a time when I had stopped praying. When I wasn't coming to you with anything. Even at the darkest time and I turned away from you. You never stopped knowing my heart. You brought exactly who I needed into my life. You knew the exact perfect timing - what I needed when I needed it. Thank you for knowing and providing.

Truthfully, I really hadn't thought about it that way. Mike is perfect for me. In so many ways. But I had never given it any thought just how perfect the timing and person were to the whole situation.

It's hard for me to put into words the connection he and I have or the timing of it all. I can tell you that we spent hours talking about the past. About how it affected me and all the minute details I've never been able to tell anyone else. And in our own way, we worked through it together. I can honestly say I don't think I would be where I am now without him. Sure I would have gotten here eventually on my own (I would hope) but he helped me to come to some big realizations and work through some things I hadn't yet realized I needed to work through. It wasn't always easy and sometimes things still come up. But who we are as people together is an amazing, beautiful thing that I didn't know I wanted or needed or even existed.

I love Mike in a way I didn't know possible.

And He brought that person into my life when I didn't know I needed it. Just another reminder that He is an awesome God.

Oh. and I got through the entire (wonderful, glorious, I'm totally addicted) massage without farting. In case you were wondering.

God apparently didn't give me much of a filter. Sorry. Only I'm not really. Cause I'm learning to love me exactly as He created me :)

Friday, July 13, 2012

Coffee Date {1}

One of my new favorite blogs hosts a coffee date [link up] every Friday to tell the world about what she's been up to and how life is in her part of the world and this week, I thought I'd play along.

If we were having coffee today, I'd tell you that its been a good first "real" week in our new apartment. We've cooked dinners, I've made M lunches, and we've started to settle in to this new phase of life and our relationship. I'd tell you how great M is and how much love we share. I'd tell you that nothing has ever felt like this before and that I didn't know this was what real love was. I'd tell you how grateful I am for this place in life and that I found the perfect person for me.

I'd then tell you that my etsy shop has started to pick up again in a big way and I'm really thrilled. I'd tell about the 20+ new items being worked on right now and how I can't wait to get them in the shop. I'd also tell you about the large order I received from a woman hosting a photography workshop and how she purchased 9 straps to give to her attendees. I'd tell you have happy that makes me.

I'd tell you that I finally got back to eating right and have started entering the intimidating doors of a real life gym again and how good I feel just being back to a more healthy lifestyle. Even if I did let things get a little out of hand over the last 6 months.

If you knew about my past at all, you'd probably ask how things with the divorce are going (most people do and I don't mind) and I'd tell you that I'm in the annoying wait period. I'd tell you that I signed more papers and then was informed that new laws went into effect starting July and that there are even more papers coming my way wanting signatures. You may also want to know how he is being during this time and I'd tell you some things never change, that I get an email every now and then when I've somehow done something wrong in his eyes again and he can't help but point it out. I'd also say that it barely even phases me anymore and the most he'll get these days is an eye roll. I'd probably tell you how annoyed I am with having to keep his last name until a judge tells me I don't have to anymore and that I just want to be rid of it.

Then I'd probably change the subject because, while I truly don't mind talking about the divorce, there are so many good things in my life and I don't want to dwell on this major negative. I'd ask how life is with you and how your summer is going. What's new?

Link up with Rags to Stitches

Happy Friday!

Thursday, July 12, 2012

The Big Move: Furniture & Reveal

i thought i would be back the next day with this post and then i got lazy about editing pics and kept putting it off. that happens way more often than i'd like..
we bought a lot of new kitchen stuff....
anyway. day two of the big move involved furniture delivery and set up. we had bought and ordered our couch and bedroom set the day after we put a deposit on the apartment which was 5 weeks before moving. the most exciting part of the furniture we bought was the mattress. i mean, the couch is awesome and so comfy. and so is all the furniture. but the mattress. so good.

i had been sleeping on a futon (which was admittedly comfy) and MK had been sleeping on the worlds crappiest mattress. (i like to exaggerate...) but seriously. his mattress was bad. he was waking up with a painful back every.single.morning. and that thing made so much noise. he had bought it for like 200 bucks when he moved out in his early twenties and it was bad news.

and the new mattress? like sleeping on a cloud. so all that to say, we were really look forward to mattress being delivered with the rest of the furniture.

but before that all showed up, MK's tv had to be set up. i should have taken video of him setting it up. he was all boy. telling my mom and i all about how great a tv it is and getting way too excited about it. it was cute. and funny.

boys will be boys ;)
then the guys showed up, gawked at the fact that we are (technically) on the 3rd floor (1st floor is covered parking), and started carrying stuff up!
and then MK decided to take a break while someone else did the heavy lifting for once... haha

and then it was back to more organizing...

and the final view, as it is now. still lots more little decorating touches to add. and the walls need some love. but we haven't gotten to that yet so here is how it looks as of right now :)

Couches: Casa Leaders Furniture
Papasan Chair: (years old from) Cost Plus
Grey Pillows: came with the couch
Teal pillows: ordered from Etsy seller on Groopdealz
Teal/Grey baskets: Target
Side table (hidden between the couches a little): Ikea

Bookshelf: Ikea
Lanterns on bookshelf (that won't be staying there): Ikea
TV stand: Ikea
Black Shelf for serving pieces: Ikea
Tablecloth: Target
Teal Ice bucket: HomeGoods
Anything else you see: ask me...
Lamp (which will move to the desk): Target
Yellow Pillows: Pier 1
Bike pillow: Target
Ruffle Duvet Cover: Pottery Barn
I forgot (purposely.. it was messy) to take a picture of the butter yellow desk in the nook in the bedroom but I plan on posting some before and after pictures of that next week since we refinished it.

And a sneak peek of the redone coffee table (which you can see in the above pictures too) to end the post. Before and after pics of that next week too! :)

Monday, July 9, 2012

The Big Move: Painting Day

in order to not overdo the pictures in one post, i'm gonna break the move down a bit.

friday (the 29th of June) was move in day and we had already decided we were going to paint. I mean, if you're going to live in a 1 bedroom apartment, you should do what you can to make it yours right?! (assuming they let you paint... i've heard we were pretty lucky cause some places say absolutely not altogether. for us, we could paint as long as we either paint it back when we move out or pay them $50 a coat to paint it back for us.)

we knew we wanted a teal and grey color scheme for the living room and kitchen & a grey and butter yellow scheme for the bedroom and bathroom. one morning i was perusing groopdealz and saw a listing for a teal and white pillow cover that was so cute and we decided to buy it and base our teal color off that.

we took the pillow cover to home depot and color-matched the teal for our walls. for the grey, we just picked a grey that matched an accent pillow i had fallen in love with at target and went with that. bought our paint a few days before and we were set for move in day.

we arrived, wrote a check, signed a paper and the keys were ours...

let the painting prep begin!
painting turned out to be a bit of a beezy with the vaulted ceilings but we love the way it turned out. tall ladders, blue tape, & my dad's extender thing-y were lifesavers.

i could just eat this color i love it so much... and that boy who worked his cute butt off to make all this happen and look prettily for me (us) :)

grey progress:
see how much we love it?

More of The Big Move tomorrow!

Friday, July 6, 2012

branding: why the blog name change?

i've been thinking a lot about my etsy shop lately and revamping it, listing new products, focusing on making it more than it already is. i started reading blog posts about how to be successful with a handmade shop and tricks of the trade from those who have made it big, so to speak, with their shops.

and one thing that really stood out was branding. keeping everything consistent. congruent. so when people click from here to there and want to know who you are, it all flows.

i had been wanting to change my etsy shop name since before etsy decided to let users change their name. before it was: you picked your name and that was that. love it or hate it. then they realized that people (girls) are indecisive and they needed to flex to that. or at least that's how i think of it :)

so i had gone around and around about what name to use. i had ideas but none of them felt like the right one.

then i started delving into the idea of branding and knew i didn't want snapshots of joy to be my shop name. i also knew that that name wasn't something i was set on for the blog. so what could i change them both to that would help me move to the next level with etsy? with sponsoring blogs with my shop? with my own blog?

i was talking to MK about this one night and told him i just couldn't come up with anything good. a few minutes later i got up to go to the bathroom and when i came back, he had made a list of ideas he had. one stuck out to me.

he told me not to just settle for that. to try to come up with other ideas. i agreed and knew he was right but the name just worked for me. i loved it. after hemming and hawing and trying to come up with something else, my mind kept going back to his idea. we started talking about designs and something he could draw up for me to use and that was that. no going back. i was in love with the name.

so for the last few weeks i have been working on redoing some things on etsy and i made the new header for the blog last night. i purchased my own domain name www.cornerwithlove.com (don't worry, if you have snapshotsofjoyblog.blogspot.com bookmarked, blogger will automatically redirect you). i am in the middle of buttons for sponsoring and designing the new business cards for the shop. i even bought a bicycle stamp from etsy to keep the theme on all my packages.

i love it all.

and for a little self-promotion... i finally got in more of (what seems to be) everyone's favorite fabric so if you're looking for a new fun camera strap, check it out (and all the other cute ones). :) there will also be a ton, and i do mean ton, of new designs listed in the coming weeks as i am up to my ears in new fabrics! super excited! self-promotion over :P

Teal, Grey, & Yellow with Grey Polka Dot Ruffle Camera Strap Slip Cover

all that to say, welcome to the newly revamped blog, Corner with Love.