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Plumora On Indiegogo

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Earlier this month I told you about Plumora, and today I’m super excited to announce that we’ve launched our Indiegogo campaign! Head over to the campaign page to watch a video about Plumora and make a contribution to our campaign if you’d like – you can make a contribution in any amount by clicking the CONTRIBUTE NOW button. You can also reserve a Plumora Bracelet for just $169 – a great deal, as they’ll retail starting at $299.

Feel free to share the campaign page with your family and friends to help us meet our $250,000 goal!

Plumora: Connect On Your Terms

I mentioned a few days ago that I’ve been working with a wearables company that’s developing a smart bracelet for women. Today is a very exciting day for us, and I figured it would be the perfect time to explain how and why I got involved.

Back in 2006 when I was a senior in college (SIDE NOTE: OH MY GOD, I’M OLD), I wrote a blog chronicling my life. And by “my life,” I mean all the really dumb stuff that my friends and I did, like getting bored in World Market and using wooden cork guns to re-enact a certain former vice president shooting his hunting buddy in the ass. Anyway. Despite my clearly questionable grasp on what constitutes quality blog content, an Australian blogger named Aakanksha started commenting on my posts. I started reading her blog, and then we started emailing each other, and before I knew it I had made my first blogging friend.

Fast forward eight years to last February: I got an email from Aakanksha informing me that she had founded a wearables company in Melbourne. (Seriously, how bad ass is that?) Her team was designing a smart bracelet for women that would alert them to smart phone notifications. Only unlike other wearables on the market, this bracelet would be a beautiful piece of jewelry, something that women could wear into the board room, or to a wedding, or to brunch with friends without looking like they were wearing a gadget on their wrist. Something delicate, made out of beautiful gold instead of clunky rubber or plastic.

Plumora Bracelet

The idea really resonated with me, as I HATE feeling like I’m constantly tied to my phone. Yet on the other hand, I also hate missing important calls, texts, and notifications because my phone is stashed in my purse or I’m stuck in a meeting. I also loved the idea that we would be doing more than creating a beautiful wearable device – we were allowing busy women in all walks of life the opportunity to break free from their phones. To stop stressing about missing important calls from loved ones, and spend more time engaging in the world around them without distraction.

I joined the team as a digital marketing advisor, and the last eight months have been a fantastic whirlwind of designing and building and branding and planning. I’m so proud to announce that this morning we officially launched our website at www.Plumora.com. If you have a second, I’d love for you to check it out. And if you like the idea, consider following us on Facebook and/or Twitter.

Plumora BraceletThis project is very dear to me, and I’ll likely check in every once in a while with updates as we prepare to launch our crowdfunding campaign. I’d love to hear your thoughts, and I appreciate your support!

Hello From The Other Side

After that last totally depressing post, I figured I should probably check in and let you know that I survived turning 30. And it actually didn’t suck.

Probably because I did a lot of this.

Perhaps because I did a lot of this.

On the morning of my birthday Dave made me breakfast in bed, which I ate while watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. If that doesn’t say, “I’m ready to be a responsible adult,” then WHAT DOES?

Breakfast

That’s a maple sausage/egg/cheese/potato breakfast burrito. Wrapped in an Ancient Grains tortilla because HEALTH.

He also surprised me with the best gift ever – he blew up two photos he took of a butterfly on a flower on our front lawn and had them printed on canvas:

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They’re still sitting on these bookcases, almost a week later. I was going to hang them in the hallway, but I accidentally watched three seasons of “Disappeared” on Netflix instead.

I got a lot of other neat stuff, too. My parents bought me this watch, which I love so much that I’m posting a picture of my veiny hand to show it to you:

Watch

How do fashion bloggers take close-ups of their hands without them looking like alien claws? TELL ME YOUR SECRETS.

Dave’s cousin got me adult onset diabetes 30 Milky Way Midnights, which was hilarious and also the reason that you will find a surprise candy bar in your purse when you get home if you visit my house in the next year.

All that to say: My birthday was super fun, and I’m done freaking out about my 30s. For now.

We leave for a trip to the Southern Oregon coast tomorrow morning, which I’m really excited about because it’s been over 100 degrees every day for the past week here. I plan to do nothing but eat, drink, and marvel at the fact I don’t have sweat dripping down my back and into my underwear. It’s going to be great.

Living Room Progress

We’ve been wanting to hang floating shelves in the master bathroom for a while now, and a few weeks ago I finally ordered two Lack shelves from Ikea. Like a true lazy asshole, I didn’t measure the space along the wall we had planned to put them, telling myself that I could totally just eyeball it. Turns out, my eyeballing skillz suck – the shelves were almost a foot and a half too big for the space.

As usual, Dave saved the day — he had the great idea to hang them in the living room instead. I really love how they turned out, and now that the room is looking somewhat finished I thought it might be fun to do a little then-and-now action:

Living Room

Is there a Throw Pillow Anonymous group? I may need to join.

Shelves 2

Here’s what excites me most about these shelves: They like, doubled the surface area in the living room on which I can drape pine boughs and twinkle lights during the holidays.

And now Dave is kicking himself for coming up with this plan.

Anyway, the one thing I really, really want to finish off the living room is an Ashley Woodson Bailey print.

Unfortunately, most of my “fun” budget for the next two months is going toward kitchen updates, but I WILL own one of them soon.

So that’s the story of how my supreme laziness turned into something great. If you take anything away from this post, let it be that laziness always pays off.

 

I just saved over $200!

I’m about to devote an entire post to nude wedges. If you don’t like shoes, you may want to stop here and use the five minutes you were going to spend reading my blog to examine your life choices because shoes are awesome and you should be excited about them.

(To be fair I should probably examine my life choices as well, on account of I don’t contribute to any sort of retirement fund but I don’t think twice about dropping a huge chunk of discretionary income on shoes every month.)

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Source    Somewhere, Dave Ramsey’s head is exploding.

Out of all my shoes, the ones I reach for the most are basic, nude wedges. They go with everything, they make my legs look longer, and wedges are so comfortable and easy to walk in. I wear them so often that I typically go through like a pair a year, so I recently decided to purchase some “investment wedges” to last me a little longer. That’s when I found these:

I love them. Only at $295, they were a tiny bit more of an investment than I was planning to make. After some waffling, I decided to search around for a more affordable option, which is when I found these:

I don’t love them as much as the DVFs, but I do really like these. Plus, I saved myself like $200. Suck on that, Dave Ramsey!

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Source   Dave will not.

High Five for Friday

Our forecast shows highs in the 70s for this weekend and I just saw the obnoxious guy across the street with a giant “Jane Fonda: Traitor Bitch” sticker on his truck get a parking ticket, so it’s already shaping up to be a pretty good Friday. Here are five highs from the last week:

1. My crazy pants!

Crazy PantsI kind of forgot I had these, and rediscovered them yesterday when I was digging around trying to locate my missing denim jacket. I get a lot of “Wow, those are …. interesting” comments when I wear these around town, which might sting a little more if the unofficial uniform of our town wasn’t dirty overalls and boots caked in cow shit.

2. The strawberry shortcake I made for Dave’s birthday came out pretty great:

Shortcake

I used this recipe, and to make the vanilla sugar I just added one teaspoon of vanilla per cup of sugar and blended it really well with a wire whisk. It may not be authentic, but it was easier than flying to Europe, which Google told me was the only place you can find vanilla sugar in stores.

3. I finally joined the rest of the world and started using Spotify. I love it so much, even though it makes me do the white man’s overbite at my desk all day.

I’ve been listening to Birdy’s cover of Bon Iver’s “Skinny Love” over and over for the last couple of days, and I can’t get over how great it is.

4. We’re taking a little trip to a casino in Southern Oregon for Dave’s birthday this weekend, and I have a really good feeling that I’m going to win millions even though I limit myself to $40 and only play the quarter machines.

5. Milky Way Midnights!

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Dark chocolate. Caramel. Vanilla nougat. Adult onset diabetes.

I LOVE these candy bars, and Dave bought me a couple earlier this week because he is the best ever and also because I’ve been a stressed-out, whiny wreck lately and he is probably hoping the caramel/nougat combo will glue my jaws shut. I brought one to work today for an after-lunch snack, only I totally want to eat it right now. It’s acceptable to slam-nom a candy bar before 10 a.m., right? Don’t answer that; I’m doing it anyway.

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My New Art Obsession: Ashley Woodson Bailey

We moved into the new house in August, and we have yet to purchase much in the way of wall art. I painted a big mirror and hung it above the couch in the living room, but that’s as far as I’ve gotten. I just can’t seem to find much that I really love. Plus, my art knowledge is pretty much limited to one class in college, and all I remember from that is the word “chiaroscuro” and trying to make friends with the girl who sat next to me because her brother was in a band that I liked.

Note: That didn’t pan out. Probably because I wore the band T-shirt to every class and creepily arranged my notebook so the band sticker was showing at all times.

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It was not unlike this.

ANYWAY, ART. Yesterday I stumbled across a post on Design*Sponge highlighting floral photographer Ashley Woodson Bailey, and I was like YES THIS IS WHAT I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR. Here are a couple of my favorites, but it was really hard to narrow it down because I basically want every single one of them. (You can see them all on her new site):

Aren’t these so cool? I love the scale and the colors and the fact even though they’re flowers, they’re not necessarily girly. Which will be my main argument tonight when I try to convince Dave that we should take out a loan and buy them all right this second.

Do you have any favorite artists? I’d love some more ideas as we continue to figure out what to put on our walls.