I had the most wonderful time visiting my BFF in Iowa last week! We laughed, visited friends, ate, shopped, and laughed some more. The perfect vacation.
(picture courtesy visitleclaire.com)
Whenever I visit we always make a point of stopping in LeClaire, a little historical town along the Mississippi, full of quaint shops, restaurants, and a distillery. It's the home of "Buffalo Bill" Cody, and as you may remember from a prior blog post, home of the American Pickers (such a thrill to meet Mike Wolfe a couple of years ago!).
We also always stop into Dwellings, our favorite home décor and furnishing shop.
Michael, the owner, recently moved the shop into this fabulous, old house.
While visiting Daughterlypoo in Manhattan last month we spent a morning strolling through Chelsea Market. Have you ever been there? I can sum it up in one word ~ amazeballs! It's a mix of unique handmade items and culinary delights. Seriously, I could have spent the entire weekend in that place!
I bought a few Christmas gifts (yes, I'm one of those people who shops year-round for Christmas!) that I obviously can't show you now AND these fun makeup pouches. This one is for my Aunt Bonnie:
I gave the mascara one to my BFF. It's perfect for her since she is a natural blonde and never ever leaves home without mascara!
And this one I kept for myself:
Cute, right?! They're all made by the very talented and witty artist Pamela Barsky (www.PamelaBarsky.com). She also sells on Etsy here.
If you ever get the chance to go to Chelsea Market, take it! Go hungry and you will leave full and quite happy!
My name is Cindy and I would really love to write that I live a glamorous, exotic and mysterious life, traveling the world and lounging on the beaches of Monte Carlo. In reality, I was a city-dwelling (DC and Atlanta) human resource executive for 25 years who gave that all up to become an independent artisan and farm hand.
I’ve officially joined the “country club,” that is, I’ve traded in my sleek convertible Thunderbird for a pickup truck, traffic snarls for unpaved roads, cocktail parties for working the pasture, and my gym membership for running screaming from snakes, bears, bobcats and wild boar! My old, daily routine of corporate hair, makeup and suits has been replaced with Crocs, Chapstick and bug spray and I spend my days creating treasures from my growing horde (obsession) of vintage textiles.
I will admit that occasionally, while cleaning the chicken coop (translation = mucking up the chicken poo), I nostalgically miss my pearls and heels, and wonder how I ended up here ~ then I think, pft!, my now rural, retro reality beats the rat race of my former urban life any day!