DIY Printed Loafers

Hmm, what's one to do with an old, worn-in pair of loafers? 

House Tour

I'm finding it true what they say, about how the older you get, the faster time flies. Last September we were very excited to be photographed by Bethany Nauert for a feature on Apartment Therapy. Looking back at the photos it's a reminder of how much has changed in the last year. When we did the photo shoot I felt like we were so settled into our home and there was nothing I could possibly want to change, but our home has grown with us the last year, and morphed into an even more cozy and comfortable place to be. More furniture has collected, nick-nacks added, and memories created.

I'm so excited for the next year, to see what changes are to come. You seriously never know what the future has in store, and I like it that way. The element of surprise is what keeps life interesting. 

Here are a few pics from the house tour, you can view the whole thing here. 

The $3 Purse

Lately I've been on the hunt for a new purse knowing that my current one won't last much longer. The problem is, I've had this purse for over 5 years, and it's been so faithful. It's the first bag I ever made and I never imagined it would follow me through some of the most important times in my life.

This bag was once a leather skirt, probably originally born in the 80's it found it's way to my local thrift store where I snatched it up for about $3...little did it know I had other intentions for it.

Sunday Sangria

The temperatures have been steadily climbing the last few weeks, and at 80+ last weekend I was struck with a craving for a sweet and refreshing sangria to sip while sun bathing on our roof.

Using the ingredients I had on hand, I based my creation off this recipe. It was my first attempt at Sangria and came out quite good. I used a previously opened sauvignon blanc, brandy, lime, apple, nectarine, and some frozen pinapple.

Memorial Daze

The long weekend was very much overdue. My goal was to nothing but relax all weekend and I managed to do that pretty well. I spent the morning of memorial day at my parent's house enjoying the peaceful quiet of the suburbs. Their house is under renovation so we gladly escaped outside and sat for hours under the large tree sipping lemon water and catching up on life.

These types of things do make my mind wander from the love of living in the concrete jungle and give me a desire for an outside area of my own. I can't say I'd want to move to a neighborhood, but a patio or roof area would fill my craving.

DIY Terrariums

One of the first things I noticed after moving downtown almost two and a half years ago is that there's some sort of special bond, a unique connection that downtown residents share. We go against what others say about "living in such a dangerous neighborhood", or "awful traffic and difficult parking" and somehow learn to almost love those things.

It's like moving downtown is an instant friendship builder, you have something in common - a love for the city, the bustling streets, the walkability, and all those small things that only residents could know.

Sunday Mornings

Sunday mornings are the best. On a typical day our neighborhood is bustling with street vendors, cars, and visitors before 10am, but things start a little slower on Sundays, leaving room to sleep in and enjoy the still peacefulness that only downtown residents know.

I awoke a bit early this morning and headed to the market to pick up a few things for brunch before the morning rush. On the menu? Bacon wrapped eggs with potatoes, and gluten free pancakes with the freshest and sweetest of strawberries.

TRUNK - What's it about?

Hi there!

Thanks for stopping by! I'm Chloé, a twenty-something girl living in her dream downtown loft with a mister and a dog named Moses. I'm a DIY junkie, an out of practice seamstress, a mostly good cook,  and I like to dabble in photography and writing.

This is Trunk blog, where I plan to share some of the above mentioned items that take up my time. Please stay for a minute, look around, and let me know your thoughts!

I can also be reached at asktrunk@gmail.com.

xoxo,
Chloé

P.S. Wondering where the name trunk comes from? Simple answer: my new found obsession with elephants and their super long noses. ;)