traditions.

my nana’s halloween cookies — molasses with cream cheese frosting — have been a staple of my october every year since i can remember.  with heaping spoonfuls of cinnamon, cloves, and ginger, it doesn’t feel like fall until i’ve smelled these babies fresh out the oven, thanks to my mom.  being in DC this year, i needed to make them myself, so after a preliminary (and successful, i might add!) batch for matt, i made another for my coworkers for our first day back after the government shutdown.  and they never fail to please!

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my childhood home.

i’ve said it before: my mother’s eye for color and design is a huge inspiration in my life.  her style is playful and whimsical, and yet incredibly polished.  every time i return home, things are a little different, a little rearranged, and always beautifully.  simply fabulous.

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pillow chihuly

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diningroom

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flowercard

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glassybaby-umbrella

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hutch-peace

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parental swing (lately).

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