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  • 30-day Minimalism Game

    With my goal to live a more meaningful life I've decided to start the 30-day mininalism game on November 1st. Who is with me? Lets make room for the things that matter but remeber never donate anything that doesn't belong to you without asking - this includes your kid's toys! It might be tough to ask at first but you'll start a great conversation and you'll be surprised at how quickly your kids catch on. The Minimalists haven't set this rule for their game but I think it's imporant, especially if you have kids. No purchasing anything new that is not a life essential or a consumable! For one whole month! 

    Here's how it goes: 

    A new month is approaching—let’s play a game together:

    We call it the 30-Day Minimalism Game.

    Here’s how it works…

    Get rid of one thing on the first day. On the second, two things. Three items on the third. So forth, and so on. Anything can go! Clothes, furniture, electronics, tools, decorations, etc. Donate, sell, or trash. Whatever you do, each material possession must be out of your house—and out of your life—by midnight each day.

    It’s an easy game at first. However, it starts getting challenging by week two when you’re jettisoning more than a dozen items each day. @reply me in your story each day, I'll keep track of your progress and whoever is still going by November 30th wins a surprise gift from me!

  • Feature @ Noblecarriage

    Check out our feature over at: Noble Carriage

    And more photos + words on clean n' green livin. 

  • Noblecarriage Feature

    We answered a few questions over at: Noble Carriage

    Check out the rest of the photos and some words on livin' green. xo

  • into the rosy atmosphere

    Cocorosie and I have a pretty synchornized relationship. This album came out when I was pregnant. The lullabies combined with the operatic arias with children's windup toys and broken instruments was just the right sound for my ears. This whole album is a dreamy and hopeful lullaby for those who care to join into the shift, a new sensibility of how things aught to be...


    Wet is my whistle
    Wandering wayward
    Trouser is caught in a thorny bramble
    Sun soon be slipping
    Down spine of the meadow
    Swamp candle flower
    A watery fellow
    The monarch's my right hand
    Left is the sparrow
    Twilight blue my bone and marrow
    The river's path is old and narrow
    First evening star
    To comfort the scarecrow

    Pull me up by the roots of my hair
    Into the rosy atmosphere
    Pull me up by the roots of my hair
    Into the rosy atmosphere

    Marveling over dead branches
    Wind in the grasses
    Marveling over dead branches
    Wind in the grasses
    Marveling over dead branches
    Wind in the grasses
    Marveling over dead branches
    Wind in the grasses

    Pull me up by the roots of my hair
    Into the rosy atmosphere
    Pull me up by the roots of my hair
    Into the rosy atmosphere...

    Marveling over dead branches
    Marveling over dead branches
    Into the rosy atmosphere
    Into the rosy atmosphere

  • Therapy in Sound


    I'm still not used to this life of routine and consistency motherhood has given me. There are times I find myself aching for something new. Most every morning I wake up rubbing my slit-eyed face as Lila is jumping up and down telling me she's hungry. We do our routine morning shuffle. There are mornings the hot water just isn't boiling fast enough, I need something to help Lila and I get on the same level. I need to set a vibe. MUSIC. Lately, I've been obsessed with Ásgeir Trausti. I'm always a sucker for Icelandic, Swedish or Danish singer song writers. But where oh where will I find my next perfect mood stabilizer? 

    ♫♫♫ My Secret Musical Treasure Chest ♫♫♫

    While in Tulum we ate at a restaurant called Casa Jaguar and I fell in love with their whole situation. But most of all I fell in love with their playlist. I wanted to know who was responsible for the fantastic music I was hearing. I couldn't have gotten a better answer. It could all be found via their Spotify playlist, they have both a 2013 & 2014 list going. My favorite is the 2014 list but you make your own mind up. They frequently update both with new stuff and I really don't listen to anything else, except for of course my friend's "Shitty 2000s" list, but we'll save that for a rainy day. If you don't have Spotify you can still access the link, you'll just have to create an account. You can choose to go without paying and listen to ads every few songs. I'll jot down some of my favorite artists below nonetheless:

    The holy playlist can be found on Spotify -> Casa Jaguar 2014 Playlist  

    some of my favorite bands/artists:

    Ásgeir Trausti

    Body Language

    Boat Club

    Twin Shadow



    Sylvan Esso

    Little Dragon



    Glass Animals

    Craft Spells

    Calico Horse

    Hollie Cook

    When Saints Go Machine


    Baxter Dury



    Kevin Drew


    Boy & Bear





    Dirty Gold


    Mount Kimbie



    oso leone

    Chet Faker





    Autre Ne Veut

    Dawn Golden

    Baby Alpaca

    Oh Land

  • Getting back home

    I've got to clear the dust from my blog pages, it's been a hot minute since I've spent some time here. I'm sitting here alone, upstairs and it's 9:44PM on a Friday night. Plates from dinner are still sitting on the table and there are sippy cups on the floor. I'm taking a moment for myself, away from work and away from my mom duties to type whatever comes to mind. Something we should all do more often, sometimes I feel like I have to catch myself up. Lately it seems as though the days just slip by. Since returning from our yearly French Adventure Extravaganza a few weeks ago I've taken more time to myself and more time to reflect. It felt so good to be home, I missed our little nooks and I had this urge to organize Lila's closet. Sometimes you just need the know-how to press the reset button and start fresh. Paris was nice and St. Raphael was lovely but ooooooooo how good it feels to nestle my roots back into the soil they're most happy in. 

    Since I've been home I'm eating healthier and exercising at least 3x a week. I had a croissant for breakfast, lunch and dinner and my body was screaming for some kind of detox. I decided I hate going to the gym. I get so bored and music just doesn't motivate me anymore. So, I signed up for this thing called Class Pass. I can choose from a list of different studios and classes and schedule a class for any time of the day 10 minutes before. You pay one flat fee for the month and can take unlimited classes. This is awesome for me because I'm constantly rescheduling my days as they progress and it gives me a chance to actually SHOW UP because I have the control. Also, I don't get bored and can take a different kind of class every week. I've gone to different cycling, yoga, pillates, dance and boot camp classes. First thing in the morning I have a huge cup of warm water with 2 tablespoons of Bragg's Organice Apple Cider Vinegar. Then I make a huge green smoothie for the whole family, I have been trying different receipes but one of our favorites is: 

    1 Cup Kale

    1 Cup Spinach

    2 Ripe Bananas 

    1 Clementine 

    1/2 inch Peeled Ginger 

    2 Chunks of Carrot

    1/2 Cup Pinapple 

    1 tbsp Hemp Seeds 

    1 1/2 Cup Coconut Water 

    I drink 2 8 Oz glasses of my smoothie in the morning and I'm totally satiated until about 1PM, I'm obsessed. And I'm pooping, which is cool. 

    Lila is so good, she is getting so big and is becoming more toddler-like every day. She still isn't saying much, the doctor wants us to get her evaluated but I feel like she's making progress at her own pace.  I can understand every little mumble and hand motion so for me it's no big deal. I'll think about sending her for an evaluation if she's 15 and still has a vocab of 10 words: 

    Papa and Lila cleaning up our plants, they needed extra love when we got home. Sometimes I feel more uneasy about leaving my plants with someone than I do leaving my kitties. It's such gamble, luckily they all survived with minimal damage and Lazlo also survived so thats cool:

    And to alleviate some insane jet-lag pain I let her paint all over her face and in her mouth and on her feet and in her hair:

    And we are feeling pretty good about being in our own bed.

  • The Village Gathering

    This weekend we put together a little dinner for The Village Mag, 11 awesome women made it out to my house for a night of good food and wine. The majority of us had never met before, these women were stepping into a situation without knowing anything about me or the other guests. Once we settled in everyone had their own story to tell, the room was like one, big and open beating heart. If you live in the Bay Area and would like to attend one of these dinners go ahead and leave a comment here or shoot me an email, everyone is welcome. The village is as strong as you make it. 

  • Mothers Mask

    Sometimes I spend too much time trying to take selfies with my baby. She's not really into it. And most of the time, I'm not really into it unless I'm wearing some powder. I've been breastfeeding for almost a year which means these pregnancy hormones have been sticking around causing this annoying Melasma. The whole situation behind this Melasma story is kind of interesting. It's what causes your nipples to turn that dark brown color while your pregnant so your newborn baby can find them. But. Let me tell you. My baby no longer needs help finding my nipples, she's pretty much mastered it. So, I ask you - WHY ARE YOU STILL HANGIN AROUND MELASMA?! 

    It looks like I have a serious mustache above my lip. If anyone has a cure for this mother's mask dilemma I'm facing, please let me know. I wear sunscreen every day and get at least two facials a month.