to hold.

I'm a little bit of a freak when it comes to organizing. Which really means that a trip to the Container Store is like a trip to the candy store if I were a five-year-old sugar addict. One of my weaknesses is boxes and such. I love to find things, to put things in. Comprende? It's weird I know, but how can you say no when the "containers" look like these gems?!

Why I need a cake box, who knows. Don't you think it would look

 good somewhere in my kitchen though?

When I was younger I use to love the clean cut, everything looks the same style. 

Not so much anymore. You have to jazz things up every once and awhile. And by jazz I mean add a little rust to your life. You will never go back.

person place or thing.

About a month ago I stumbled upon what may be my favorite shop in Portland. This little gem is located in southeast Portland, surrounded by yummy restaurant after restaurant. One might think Noun (their slogan: a person's place for things. so clever.) would be lost in the all the busyness but it has an extra special thing going for it. Saint Cupcake. Yep I said it. Cupcakes AND a beautiful selection of locally made jewellery, art, cards, and vintage delights.

My first purchase at Noun was a vintage button ring by Dana Robinson. 

One for a birthday girl and one for moi.

I think my next visit to Noun, this little buddy will be coming home with me.

a terrarium by bright design lab

 I have to say that I am a little bummed that I did not come up with this perfect pairing. Who can resist cupcakes and vintage "things."

gather.

What kind of things do you collect? When I was younger my mother use to give me little teacups shaped like vegetables and fruit. Sounds cheesy, but they are pretty cute. Not exactly my style anymore, but for a little girls room they could work! Now that I am a wee bit older I have begun a new obsession...old cameras, cookbooks and wine. They are all completely healthy obsessions, right? What do you like to collect? 

sit.

There is something about entry way benches that scream homey to me. They seem like such a welcoming piece to a usually boring room. Don't they make you want to just take a seat, open a book and people watch out your front door?

Great use of an old door. 

love the simplicity of this wood bench...almost looks like a church pew.

pretty pictures.

PINTEREST.

I love you.

check out heirloom on pinterest.

kitch.

Oh dear. I'm in heaven. My dream kitchen is already stocked full of everything Herriott Grace. Everything. As usual my wallet will hate me but my apartment will much appreciate. 

oh, and all of my cakes will look like this.

 Absolutely love the feather kitchen linen and pedestal. 

Perfect for wine and cheese parties.

       

Herriot Grace.

found.

Found Vintage Rentals is the greatest find (hehe) ever. A friend of mine discovered this lovely event decor and prop resource for weddings, photo shoots, and events. It has everything from candlesticks to bikes to couches. Anything and everything vintage you could possibly want. Unfortunately for us in the Northwest, Found Vintage is located in Orange County...maybe they could move up North soon?? Pretty please?

Pretty please with sugar on top?

Found Vintage Rentals

handmade crush.

If I could afford to outfit my entire life with Etsy I would. Absolutely love (almost) everything I find on Etsy (there are some interesting things online). Here are a few things that have made it on my wish list...and one that is actually on its way to me!

Bicycle in Paris II print

The Color Study II Locket

Vintage Globe

Wood Wine Rack: purchased. 

Giclee print

Twisted collar dress

unfinished.

I have realized lately while perusing through my "future home" file on my desktop, that I have a (slightly) unhealthy obsession with unfinished wood. See for yourself. 

Yes...this is a nursery. What can I say, I love me some munchkins.

So many things could go in these drawers!!

honestly...this is about 10 images short of my entire unfinished wood collection. 

train track love.

Love me some vintage posters. Makes me want to hop on a train and not look back.