Hannah Does Math

*Warning: the following post is littered with exclamation points (!). Be ready.

So, today was supposed to be a very bad terrible horrible blood-shedding day at work. No bosses around. Deadlines broken. Chaos errywhere! However, in the midst of all the insanity, I was able to have a moment of zen whilst perusing the Anthro sales section when I stumbled upon these beauties... 

Eek! Terracotta clogs!? On sale?! Be still my Fall-focused fashion heart. I was so excited, and then I remembered a v. important fact: September is free shipping month at Anthropologie! The world is just! After some quick researching, I realized this golden nugget of good luck is only applicable if you have a full-priced item in your cart. So, I scrambled all over the site in search of the tiniest, cheapest, less-than-$10 purchase to add to my bag. I really wanted my little blue kitchen timer that I've been pining after forever, but they don't sell it online anymore. Weird. I couldn't bring myself to buy another overpriced Volcano candle that burns quickly and looses its wick, so I was lucky enough to find this lil cutie for the winning price of $6. Joy!

Then, potential disaster--what size clog to buy!? Either my feet have recently been metamorphosizing down to a tinier size or retailers are finally making shoes for giants. Point of the story--should I go 9.5 or 9?! THIS IS A SERIOUS FIRST-WORLD PROBLEM, PEOPLE! However, lightening struck, and I realized--it's free shipping! Free Free Free! So...I ordered both. Whatever. Gonna try 'em on for size, (literally) and return whichever ones don't fit. Look at me go. Also, I realized it is cheaper to include the addition of my little garden pot than to suck it up and pay the usual $7ish for shipping. I'm like a bonafide math genius. Soooo impressed with myself. Sooo humble. 

Anyway.

This is the main struggle in my life right now. I'd say that's pretty awesome, wouldn't you?

xxx, Hannah

The Old College Try

So I've been feeling kind of 'meh' with this blog lately. I mean, I have a million beautiful images stored up, a thousand dreamy rooms I want to share, and I just can't seem to find my mojo. Ok, so I've been dealing with a lot of bullshit and simultaneously going on many a gorgeous getaway. Good for me. But--this blog has gone rouge. It's getting a little ridiculous. Maybe because I feel like everything I post gets stolen and posted *ahem* elsewhere, copy-cat style, I feel like 'eff it'. If someone wants to live my life, go for it! I don't blame ya.

But in the meantime, I wanna get back to some fucking beautiful rooms, emo poetry, and occasional random posts. Huzzah!

Peep.this.

I'm all for bright colors, but there's something about this melon-colored goodness and the old-school silhouette that really get my teeth chattering. Plus, I love the Ikea lamp pendant thingies that have been painted turquoise. Thank you for that.

So, this weekend, I toured the most fabulous house in all of DC, complete with rooftop deck, transom windows, and skylights galore!! I died. And I imagine these boots chillen at the entryway.



Speaking of Deli, we're on the hunt for the perfect desk. I want it long, hard, thick, and heavy. Who wouldn't? We're gonna paint it with goopy goodness and make it the most magical desk in all  the land!



Simplest.headboard.evah.

love.



See, a iMac makes everything better. Plus, squares of wallpaper hung willy-nilly make for delicious scenery, yessir.

All right all right all right all right. I know this is an Urban Barfitters couch. But I want to love it. I want to touch it. I could cat nap on this piece until the end of time! The rest of the room...well...we'll get there.

Giant mirror? Squishy couch? Lemongrass paint? Orchids orchids? STRIPES? I think we're done here.

Ok. I'm getting my shit together. Well, today at least. Tomorrow--can't make no promises.

It's Thursday, it's Thursday, gotta get down on Thursday! Plus, woke up with this in my head, so you know I'm feelin' right.

The Old Man Is Snoring

It is a drizzly grey day in Northern Virginia, but that means I get to rock my raincoat and sip tea till my heart's content. I finally moved my flowers inside, and now our front stoop is butt naked bare. I'm thinking pumpkins, I'm thinking wreaths, I'm thinking I need some serious decorations for this piece.

In the meantime, I will be daydreaming about this:

Roosters and long walks through the woods with my walkin' stick.
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Anthropologie living rooms.

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Wild and crazy manes and warm fall fashion.

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Weathered hardwoods and cool sunlight.

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Adorbs bedside ladders and hand-picked flower arrangements.

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THESE BOOTS. love.
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Any and all of these pillows all over my face.

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Entryway to the heavens, sigh.

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Meow, who wouldn't want to snuggle with that?!?

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Splash in da puddles.

xoxo, Hannah