the pop’s pictures.

These are adorable. Wedding photographer Jason Lee decided to turn the camera from the brides and grooms to his two daughters, and apparently the girls aren’t quite old enough yet to refuse all parental requests.  The photos are creative, the girls are so cute (and compliant!), and I’m a sucker for sweet Dad/Daughter stuff.

Hope the girls are getting a few extra bucks in their weekly allowance for being such ready models.

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the city escape.

For the most part, I believe in moderation (exceptions include icing on a cupcake– the more the better, exercise– give me something high intensity or I’d rather not put on workout clothes). Given this middle of the road approach, I know that the life pictured on the blog below is not for me. I’m not one of those (practically omnipresent these days) people who wants to have a vegetable garden and feel the soil between his/her toes. I feel no compunction to have a herd of various animals. I mean, Whole Foods is one of my happy places. Still, I’m not a confirmed city person either– the traffic and honking horns and sprawl exhaust me. I’ve never looked at a skyline at night and thought, “That’s beautiful,” though I know many people have and do. My lovely friend Erin sent me this little poem a few weeks ago, and while I feel melodramatic saying I identify, it does sum up the feeling on the drearier days.

In a Station of the Metro

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;

Petals on a wet, black bough.

On those days, teleporting somewhere like the places on Cabin Porn sounds phenomenal. The site collects pictures of secluded rustic homes all around the world. Take a look!

Most of the photos have captions. The one for the picture above is “The farmer ‘next door’ supplies us with fresh milk, eggs, cottage cheese, butter, hams, strawberries, chanterelles, blueberries, green onions… His daughter bakes cakes on Saturdays. If we’re around, she bakes one extra for us.”

Country life sounds nice. Maybe I could give up the close proximity to Target…

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the horse and hound.

(I don’t love Notting Hill, but Hugh Grant’s panic-induced flub re: writing for Horse & Hound in order to speak with Julia Roberts is one of the funnier parts)

I came across these photographs the other day, and they certainly caught my eye. They’re done by Swedish photographer Ulrika Kestere, and they’re based on a fairy tale about a young girl whose laundry flies away. The responsible girl embarks on a journey to track down her various garments, and she discovers that they’ve taken on a life of their own. Here are some of the photographs.

Honestly…I’m not a fan. I think the idea is cool, but I think the visual would be better done with an illustrator or one’s imagination. These pictures creep me out a bit. It looks like colorful roadkill. Am I the lone naysayer? You can read more about the project and see more of the photos on Kestere’s blog, here.

For something I completely enjoy (and for the second part of the post’s title), there’s Maddie the Coonhound. Described as a “super serious project about dogs and physics,” the site is a collection of pictures of Maddie (my dear old dog’s name, too) in funny places, poised on strange things, and just generally being a good spot.

Check all the pictures of Maddie on things out here.

the prized.

So, I know beauty is skin deep. L’essential est invisible pour les yeux. The Beast was made to be such because he was ugly on the inside. Charlotte marries Harry! Etc, etc, etc.

Still…I really like pretty things. When someone recommends a TV show to me, my first question is about the physical attractiveness of the cast. I could happily watch a plot-less movie if pretty images just sailed across the screen for 2 hours (Sex and the City 2, for example).

The best, of course, is when something is both beautiful and substantive. I like my thought-provoking to come nicely dressed. That’s how things are served on today’s blog,The Burning House. On the blog, people are invited to send in pictures of what they would grab from their house if they only had a few moments before it went down in flames.

Here is what some people deemed most important:

This girl is really into her white shirt, huh? Real version AND a painted one? And I’m having fun imagining what those old keys unlock…

Maybe the person on the left is a high-powered lawyer who is using the fire as a chance to reinvent herself as a country blues singer. On the right? Some gentleman who will now venture forth into the world to find his dream house like the one he’s hung on his walls all this time– and a woman who has always wanted to wear this white nightgown he’s been saving.

An FBI agent who hasn’t switched over his files to computers yet?

My dad already burned our house down once, so I hope all the bad luck in that realm has been used up, but if I were ever so unfortunate as to find myself having to gather stuff before I stopped, dropped, and rolled out of there, I’d grab my boxes of letters and sentimental/family jewelry. And probably my passport– not because I’d hightail it out of the country immediately, but because I hate red tape, and getting a new one on top of rebuilding a house would be more of a process than I could bear.

Any ideas about what you’d bring?

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the brainy sartorialist.

In Bossypants, Tina Fey calls her marriage borderline boring. She says, “I don’t enjoy any kind of danger or volatility. I don’t have that kind of ‘I love the bad guys thing.’ No, no thank you. I like nice people.” Me too! The bad boy holds negative appeal for me. My sister’s neighbor once called her husband a “rugged nerd” in passing, and that categorization has become the buzzword in my family for the ideal guy. Rugged so that they’re athletic, handy, masculine, and nerd so that they’re smart, analytical, curious, etc. According to this chart that I came across a few days ago, these are the characteristics of a Geek instead of a Nerd, but I definitely would have flipped the titles if I’d made this little diagram.

Feel free to disagree with me in the comments, but I’ve got a pretty big dog on my side in the geek/nerd fight in the blog, The Nerd Boyfriend. On the site, Roxana Altamirano takes iconic men from real life, history, movies, and TV, and she tells you where you can buy specific items of clothing to recreate their looks. Her site is an online style guide, and it shows the chic in the geek (had to do it).

Here are some examples. If you don’t recognize all these people, their names are under the picture, and then the clothing items are collected below. If you’re on the site, you can click the item and the link will direct you to a store.

Clearly, “nerd” has a wide definition, which means there should be plenty of rugged ones running around too. Perfect!

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the glamamoms.

My dream-life best friends over at A Piece of Toast posted about this blog last week, and it’s a really beautiful, dreamy, sweet one. The Glow features “styling ideas, go-to gear, multitasking secrets, and the enviable decor” of famous fashion moms. Lauren Moffatt, Cynthia Rowley, and Rebecca Minkoff are some of the biggest names featured. The blog offers a peek into their closets, homes, and hangouts with their kids.

The main page has a gallery of all the various fashion moms, and then there’s an album of pictures for each woman from around her home. Click on each one for a caption from the mom about the activity pictured, or a cute anecdote, or a time-saving tip, or a work-family balance analysis, or a favorite family recipe.

Jeananne Williams, PR Director at True Religion on a parent’s influence: “It’s frightening at times to think that you are shaping someone’s life and who they will become. Often I hear Ruby using one of my expressions, or doing an unfortunate dance move that she learned from me and I’m reminded that she is a sponge, taking it all in, and each moment big or small molds who she is. I used to catch myself when I sounded or acted like my mother—singing off-key definitely comes from her, we’re both a bit tone-deaf—but now I love it. I am my mother’s daughter, and Ruby is all mine.”

Lauren Moffatt on rules: “I wish I was better at saying no to sweets. Can’t make myself do it because I want it too.”

Check out The Glow for a glimpse into the pretty lives of these stylish mamas and kiddies.

the ennui.

Today’s blog is a popular one. It’s similar to Catalog Living (I posted about that one here), but instead of taking a jab at the stylized decor, its target is the people in the ads. Unhappy Hipsters‘ tagline is “it’s lonely in the modern world,” and the blog’s tone is darkly deadpan. Creators Molly Jane Quinn and Jenna Talbott started it one evening as a release from the magazine world in which they worked (and didn’t enjoy), sent it to a few friends, and watched as it spread like wildfire (truly– to the tune of 122,000 hits its first week).

Here are some examples, captions below:

Picture on left: ““He quietly contemplated the disconnect between his social ineptitude and impeccable aesthetic.”

Picture on right right: “The child could bear the boredom no longer.”’

“The daily cleanup of hair, slobber, and urine was disgusting. One was expected to keep toys on hand to keep him from chewing, but he coordinated with their motif amazingly well.”

The women’s work has now been made into a book, but they don’t think of themselves as all that successful. In an interview with New York Times, Quinn talks about how funny and alarming it was to watch the life cycle of a blog— “I would read these tweets, people were saying, “Unhappy Hipsters used to be great, but now it’s really jumped the shark,” and it was only two days old.”

It’s a rough world in the blogosphere…guess the hipsters are unhappy for good reason.

(Images via Unhappy Hipsters)