New Release | Retrouvailles
I have long been an admirer of Vinnie Pearce. Her products are a common thread that runs throughout many of my favorite pages. Vinnie’s products just have this “thing” about them that calls out to me. She has always seemed to dabble in a few different styles effortlessly – from a freestyle, mixed media aesthetic to a graphic, modern one. And never fail, every one of them has some little piece that I have to own.
So it goes without saying that when she asked me whether I would like to collaborate with her to celebrate the opening of her new store, a little voice in my head was screaming something like “GET. OUT. You did NOT just ask me that, Vinnie Pearce.”
I think I managed to play it cool, though. I’m sure I said something that oozed confidence … like “ZOMG! Yes! Yes! No takesies backsies, we’re totally doing this!”
I’m really thrilled to be able to tell you that Retrouvailles is now available in my store, and you can save 20% through 1/30/2011.
Try not to totally spaz out like I did when you check it out. Keep it together, you.
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JOURNALING ┊ No one else gets you quite as wound up as she does. You’ve always been the type to desperately fling yourself at another person trying to engage them in some sort of physical battle, and she’s one of the people who is always happy to oblige. I never thought I’d be the “not fun” mom giving lectures on the merits of keeping your hands to yourself. I especially never thought I’d be giving that lecture to my own mother, the self-professed Queen of Stop Having Fun. I remember entire road trips where Cynnamon and I had to maintain as much distance as possible from one another in the backseat of the car after “angry mom” showed up and informed us that we were having entirely too much fun. I know that deep down she’s reveling in it, soaking up all that payback she hoped would come around one day. Seeing her once-a-total-spaz daughter walk into a room to say things like “Stop. Tackling. Grandma.” I never once tackled my grandma, so this is just fighting dirty. All those years I was just the heir apparent to the Stop Having Fun throne, along with your aunt Cyn. Believe me when I say one day you will be warming this seat, too. And you’ll be just as unhappy about it as we are. For now there’s nothing I can do, my lectures fall on deaf ears to begin with, and whatever you manage to absorb is forgotten the next time she walks through the door and you launch yourself in her general vicinity. Then I reprise my role as the abolisher of all things fun and you two will roll your eyes at me behind my back. Because this is your thing, the thing that the two of you do to rebel against me – against the loud and crazy kid from her past and the rule enforcing mom from your present.
MATERIALS ┊ Retrouvailles by One Little Bird and Vinnie Pearce