Hanging in the kitchen among the mixing bowls and root beer...
And, some friendly kitchen roosters.
Cream Blouse: Forever 21
Key, Owl, Clock Necklace: Some little shop in Houston
Blue Pleated Skirt: Thrifted
Brown Belt: Thrifted
Flats: Urban Outfitters
Mac in the Kitchen ♥
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crushed velvet and space boots!
In high school my sister painted roosters. It was her best and most frequently painted subject. She had such a knack for the feathers, the gradual color changes from breast to wing to tail, the high heads on wattled neck, the thin bone legs down to claw feet. I always envied her talent, admired her brushstroke, the effortless daisies painted for our grandmother's kitchen, the noble zebra that lived on my parent's dresser, sketched in such detail. But mostly I loved her roosters. Her roosters, and the way I imagined she'd cock her head to the side, ever so slightly and delicately while painting them.