New Obsessions
Hello! Hope everyone is doing well. Sorry I’ve been flakey the past two weeks — I’d love to have a respectable excuse, except really I was just too busy eating Ben & Jerry’s Cherry Garcia and watching The Baby-Sitter’s Club on Netflix (I would die for every single one of those girls.) If you haven’t watched it, consider it another recommendation of this newsletter.
You Should See Me in a Crown
Everyone who watched TBSC is making a big fuss over Claudia’s beaded watermelon earrings, but I found myself a lot more interested in her various headbands, often paired with a messy updo and a smattering of baby hairs — so chic! So artistique! Desperate to recreate the look, I immediately started scouring the web for something similar, but most of the offerings were a bit too preppy, a bit too Gossip Girl-esque. Eventually I found what I wanted in Selva Negra’s crown scrunchie, which exudes the more laid-back vibe I’m aiming for. They are very cute, but a tad pricey — I’m thinking maybe I can recreate it myself with some scrap fabric and a sewing machine?
In Your Dreams
DREAMIN’ JUMPER KNIT KIT - WOOL AND THE GANG
I’m, like, really into knitting now. Like REALLY into knitting. I knit a doll, and then I knit a dress for the doll, and then I got to thinking — maybe I was ready to knit a sweater???? Ok, so probably not quite there yet (I’m out here dropping stitches left and right when I get distracted), but that certainly didn’t stop me from enthusiastically researching the best yarn/needles/patterns for sweater making. Anyway, I’m saving up to spring for this Wool and the Gang sweater knit kit, after, of course, I’ve had a little more practice.
Here Kitty Kitty…
POTENT CATNIP NEPETA CATARIA - TIGASHOP
Every evening I go for a stroll with my mom around our neighborhood. It’s nice to get some fresh air and exercise, but the main reason I’m out there every day is to check in with all my neighborhood cats. I’ve learned all their quirks and personality traits: there’s a friendly grey-and-white one who likes to loll under a car, and a sleek little tabby who headbutts my palm when I pet her, and a fluffy black one who’ll follow me straight to my front door. At this point, I’ve befriended pretty much all of them — except one. No matter how much I cluck at him, he’s too shy — or misanthropic — to come say hi. I ordered a small baggie of “potent” catnip to see if that’ll finally lure him in; if anyone has any other ideas, please let me know, as I’m DESPERATE to win his approval.