But first, I made the previously mentioned butternut squash mac and cheese for my orphan Thanksgiving offering and didn't make anyone cry so I say it's a win! If you're like me and think butternut squash ravioli is transcendent but wish there was more of the good shit but on the OUTSIDE then this is for you. Good for breakfast, second breakfast, lunch, dinner, fourth meal and all manner of Misfits-induced binge eating in between.
I used a combination of this recipe and this one but threw in some sage and probably some other things that I can't remember... Topped it with some homemade fried onions and bacon and I think some cheese... I'm not good with following recipes because I DO WHAT I WANT but I strongly encourage you to try it. I could talk about butternut squash all day long but I'll spare you.
Showering was optional during my 4 day hermit-age and my thirty-something skin is pretty pissed about it. My hair was starting to take on a sociopath hipster look which wasn't that bad because this is the look I'm aiming for this winter:
Like a gothic ice princess. In a really badass poncho.
BUT I had a special moment with this tobacco brown headboard and pale blush pillows recently:
|Emily Henderson for Cup of Jo|
The rest really is overwhelming to me but since I'm embracing my pinkitude this year I thought it was noteworthy.
And I'm assuming when y'all weren't staring at the business end of a dangerously overflowing plate of food you had your eyes focused on this:
|Catching Fire here|
|OG Hunger Games cornucopia here|
|Yugoslavian monuments from a loooong time ago...|
Perhaps buoyed by concrete and bleakness, wanting to pare down at home goes hand in hand with getting rid of color. The occupational hazard of being a design blogger is buying shit. Lots of shit. The Ranch is like a circus of objets d'art. Objets d'art from the junk store.
I could do some color like this but I'm mostly loving the lack of frivolity.
OOOH LOOK AT THIS FRIVOLOUS THING I WANT THIS SO DAMN BAD!!!
|via Jaga Design|
Do you see my problem? The problem with THINGS not the problem with snakes. They're adorable. Know what else is adorable? Salvador Dali's flatware:
You need to enlarge it then feast your eyeballs on it. It's so fucking good you'll beg for someone to carve your heart out with one of those delightful spoons.
But when I can't buy surrealist utensils I just go straight to a store and buy some replacement things to fill the hole in my heart that is NOT from it being carved out by a sweet spoon. Just the hole caused by life and blogging. Sigh...
I can't resist some wooden tchotchkes... things to keep you fidgeters happy... hand nom noms... whatever you want to call them. In this case these are wooden puzzles I found on the cheap and they're really turning my crank. I want to awkwardly hug them.
POOR DRAMATIC LIGHTING. We'll see if I keep them all or exchange them for Christmas gifts that I should have been buying. Sorry, family and my constant burning desire for a minimal house.
In related news, remember that table that I bought that sat empty for a long time because of my back and fear of commitment regarding styling? Well I got about halfway through playing around and realized that it's in the spot where my Christmas tree is going so I decided to watch more Misfits instead.
I'll probably add some wooden hand nom noms after the holiday but for now it's a string of pearls succulent (that's still alive!) and some rocks and shit.
There's also a bowl of more thingies to fidget with including some worry wood (is this a Southern thing or just a Lacy thing?) and a vajra. In general, I hate appropriating items from other religions but it's shiny and I like to fidget so it seemed fitting.
Doesn't matter. There's currently a Christmas tree standing where all this stuff is and I'm sure it'll look completely different come January.
Thanksgiving is dead to me now (except for the butternut squash mac and cheese I'm probably gonna make again next week) and I'm all about glitter and the baby jeezus now.
Know what I want under my tree this year? The ability to stop buying shit and this:
|My fake boyfriend Joseph Gilgun|
Misfits has the prettiest people that really know how to style a jumpsuit. I'm probably the only one who likes this one (especially after seeing Lockout) but I can't help it.
I'm drawn to weirdo sociopaths (maybe they'll like my new hair) and trinkets.
And butternut squash.