Life Lately: Soaking In The Summer

I’ve been so busy these past couple of weeks trying to soak in the last few bits of summer that I almost didn’t realize that it has come to an end! Here are a few highlights from my instagram account (@gritandglitter), I must say that as much as I will miss our soft green bluegrass and Zesto’s ice cream season, I am ready to layer up for autumn!

As I was trimming my garden down for the fall this weekend it began to sprinkle, giving me the perfect excuse to wear my adorable new rain boots.
As I was trimming my garden down for the fall this week when it began to sprinkle, giving me the perfect excuse to wear my adorable new rain boots.
The other morning I woke up and said to myself, "Let's dress like we're going on a super glam fishing trip". And so my closet agreed and thus I give you 'The Glam Fisher-wo-man' (complete with velvet leopard slippers). I'm practically Bear Grylls here...
The other morning I woke up and said to myself, “Let’s dress like we’re going on a super glam fishing trip”. And so my closet agreed and thus I give you ‘The Glam Fisher-wo-man’ (complete with velvet leopard slippers). I’m practically Bear Grylls here…
My moms name and our honeymoon destination, I'm pretty sure we HAD to buy this. It is now happily hanging on my parents pool deck, The Floyd Street Stock Exchange never disappoints me. #biddingwar
My moms name, and our honeymoon destination; I’m pretty sure we HAD to buy this. It is now happily hanging on my parents pool deck, The Floyd Street Stock Exchange never disappoints. #biddingwar
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Oh what’s a girl to do when locked out of the family farmhouse in the middle of the country? Why thrift some awesome vintage Stella McCartney esque citrus printed pants of course!
During late summer we stay on high alert in my family, urgently awaiting the "Come 'n get 'um!" phone call when my aunt and uncles blackberries are ripe for he pick'n. These lovelies made a heaping batch of jam and cobbler.
During late summer we stay on high alert, urgently awaiting the annual “Come ‘n get ‘um!” phone call we receive when my families blackberries are ripe for he pick’n. These lovelies made a heaping batch of jam and cobbler.
I think I should write a mini book on '101 Things To Make With Berries'. Ever tried shaking them up with a little sprite? Delish!
I think I should write a mini book on ‘101 Things To Make With Berries’. Ever tried shaking them up with a little sprite? Delish!
Some of my fondest childhood memories are attached to the county fair, so it's no surprise I return every year and indulge in glorious funnel cakes and lemon shake ups.
Some of my fondest childhood memories are attached to the county fair, so it’s no surprise I return every year and indulge in glorious funnel cakes and lemon shake-ups.
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Our day trip to Little Nashville was full of family, fudge, and flea markets. Pretty much my 3 favorite things ever!
You know you've got a true friend when they hand you a vintage Levi's denim vest and say, "It's yours". True, lifelong denim sharing, best of the best, fashion buddies.
You know you’ve got a true friend when they hand you a vintage Levi’s denim vest and say, “It’s yours”. True, lifelong denim sharing, best of the best, fashion buddies.
Nothing knocks my sweet Sassy out like a nice long visit to the farm, and there's nothing sweeter than a sleepy pup.
Nothing knocks my sweet Sassy out like a nice long visit to the farm, and there’s nothing sweeter than a sleepy pup.
There's something so bitter sweet about leaving the country. As much as I'm glad to be back in my warm bed in the cite, I desperately miss the peace and quiet it has to offer.
There’s something so bitter sweet about leaving the country. As much as I’m glad to be back in my comfy bed in the city, I desperately miss the peace and quiet the country has to offer.

 

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
― F. Scott FitzgeraldThe Great Gatsby

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What I’m Loving: Fifty-Fifty

I waver in my mind with the thought of my style. What is my taste, what is ‘me’, who is my style idol? If  I had to conjure up a description of my personal style it would be something like, “Oh it’s a little Freddie Mercury meets Doris Day”. It’s balderdash, it doesn’t make sense. But then again it does. I mean I think personally that Freddie and Doris would have hit it off smashingly.  Doris would have loved Freddie’s lark of a singing voice, they would have spent hours serenading one another at Doris’s white baby grand while Freddie tried on each of her dressing gowns and rocked out in her pretty, and oh so tidy, floral mid-century living room. Doris would have been so overcome with the spirit of rock that she then would have proceeded to smash her ukelele and fist pump the air, all the while Freddie would gaze at her lovingly as his avocado green dressing robe gently blew in the breeze of the equally avocado eames era oscillating fan.

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This is what goes on in my mind people. Each day when I dress there is a retro grade jam sesh going on in my mind. Which, by the way mother, totally explains my utter love for that golden trench coat I had to wear every day of the 4th grade and the reason I was always playing dress up in Aunt Debbie’s lime green dressing gown while blasting ‘Fat Bottomed Girls’.  Juxtaposition people!

In honor of my ever eclectic style, here are a few of my current favorites; both in a monochromatic Freddie version and a color happy Doris version.

What I’m Loving…

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  • No 1. The Perfect Tank = cute meets rock & roll. (Forever 21, available here)
  • No 2. Here’s a little bling to spice up my wardrobe. (J Crew Factory, available here)
  • No 3. My new favorite blanket, perfect for snuggling up with my fur babies and my Netflix instant que’. (Ikea, available here)
  • No 4. Butter London’s nail polish is oh so lovely. (Butter London, available here)
  • No 5. This soft down pillow will ‘fluff’ back in to shape after a your extra long cat nap. (Dress & Dwell, available here)
  • No 6.  I. Can’t. Handle. The. Cuteness. (Keds, available here)

color happy

  • No 1. I fell hard for this Jadeite cake plate at D&D. (Dress & Dwell, available here)
  • No 2. Dior Riviera is my go to lipstick; not too red, not too orange. (Dior, available here)
  • No 3. I’ve been toying with the thought of painting my kitchen this dusty royal for far too long. (Benjamin Moore, similar here)
  • No 4. Kate Spades bags always make me smile, and always leave me craving a picnic. (Kate Spade, available here)
  • No 5. I have a feeling my washi tape hoarding is about to get out of control, check these out! (Floral Washi Tape etsy, available here)
  • No 6. I snagged a travel sample of this scent at a beauty counter and am now down to my last spritz. (Chanel Chance Eau Fraiche, available here)

There’s No Place Like Home

Just as Dorothy was swept up from a world of gray, and magically transported to meet a witchin’ good miracle wielding woman (fully clad in colorful tulle); I also found myself in the presence of a fairy god-mother. That amazing woman would be none other than my own momma. The great and powerful Suzanne Jackson, queen regent of the family crafter-dom. You see, my momma was the reigning 4 H Fair Queen. She can bake, she can sew, and she can craft with the best of ‘um. So needless to say, I was one lucky kid to be raised by such a crafty and capable woman. When I showed up with a bolt full of tulle and said, “Hey mom, will you show me how to make this in to a skirt?”, she did not sneer or turn up her nose at the fact that her grown daughter wanted a glorified tu-tu. Rather, in her best nonchalant voice she simply said, “Well you aren’t going to learn any younger”.

She took my bolt of tulle and with a swish of her magical wand; one short day full of sewing, pinning, craft store running, pinterest scanning, and a few HGTV breaks later, we had a skirt.

And so in honor of this Oz like dream, I wanted to bring you first through my world on a black and white screen, and then hit you with a colorful explosion of gingham, tulle, and our beautiful journey through the land of N’Albany.  I truly feel like Dorothy in Oz sometimes, with a life full of adventures that always seem to lead me right back home.

As Dorothy so beautifully put it, “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home, there’s no place like home”.

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Gingham & Tulle (And a little Grace Kelly)

I must admit, I have this feeling that wells up inside each time I watch Grace Kelly in Hitchcock’s ‘The Rear Window’. This said feeling is a combination of a deep dark passionate love and an MTV’s Teen Mom worthy jealousy. These are not the feelings of a 16 year old scorned ex-girlfirend, nay these are the deep feelings of a childhood sweetheart turned heart wrenched ex-lover who never got over her one true love. I am talking about that dang tulle skirt ladies. That  moment I saw her ‘grace’ the screen with such ballet worthy elegance, I was done for. Since I am the least body kinesthetic person you will ever meet, my dreams of having a good excuse to lather myself in tulle flew out the window with my pre-school dance career. Living in a rather small and slightly southern town, not may events call for a ‘traffic stopping full skirt’. Alas, I figured since there was no event to attend,  I would host one of my own. And thus I DIY’d myself a Grace worthy monster of a tulle skirt and shimmied my way up and down the streets creating traffic jams and a free show for the boys who rode up on their bicycles. Yes, you may thank me New Albany for glittering your streets with pure tulle gold.

With an expert eye, and Hitchcock worthy style, the lovely Ms. Tabitha Prevett captured these images; as only the most talented of photographers could. Not to mention, she put up with my playing dress up in a tulle skirt in public on one of the hottest days of the summer. She did not disown me, but rather she enjoyed the onlookers sneers and stares. That my ladies is a true friend, one who will not only openly let you live out your wildest ‘Disney Worthy’ childhood fantasies in public; but also someone who will capture that eccentric behavior on film and not use it as incrimination on Facebook. True class act that Tab is.

In honor of the timeless Grace Kelly, here are the B&W images from our Gingham & Tulle shoot.  Lovely color images and a Tulle Skirt DIY are soon to follow, hope you enjoy!

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Tulle Skirt (DIY coming soon), Gingham Top (Cremieux), Shoes (Gianni Bini), Belt (vintage/thrifted), Jewelry (assorted vintage)

All Photos taken by Tabitha Prevett

All images belong to Grit & Glitter unless otherwise stated

A Gal With Gumption

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Welcome to my  little “creative outlet”, I now hope to serve as your blogging guilty pleasure. You’re probably thinking, “Whoa, jump the gun much? This gal sounds a little overly confident…”

I assure you, my sarcasm is meant with the upmost sincerity. (insert trademark, red lipsticked sarcastic smirk)

As an introduction, here is a little ‘About Me’…

I think it’s safe to say that I am a ‘Jane Of All Trades’. I have an eye for the lost and forgotten, and a love for all things dusty, old, and broken. I know the value  a good spit shine, and the power a little bit of elbow grease can posess.  Not all that is gold at first glitters!

I tend to grab life by its gilded wings. I’ve got my head in the clouds, and my bare feet firmly rooted in this southern soil. Yes, this gals got a little bit of sass and a whole lotta’ gumption!

Since I was just a twiggy-legged crooked-banged tot, I have engaged in a love affair with the world of vintage fashion. Longingly I would stare in to the beautiful monochromatic screen and wonder what that world must have looked like in color. Many an hour were spent in my grandmother’s bedroom drenched in her perfume and covered in her dazzling lipstick collection and luxurious faux fur trenchcoats.  Somehow, I never really grew out of that ‘phase’. Before I knew it I was perusing yardsales and antique stores ogling at their pretty trinkets and treasures. Somewhere down the line my hoard began to grow and I became known as ‘the girl in the vintage scarf’ (yes, that was indeed a nod to the great ‘Rebecca Bloomwood’). By the time I hit highschool, vintage became cool, and I went from ‘eccentric’ to ‘hipster’ in no time flat; kind of like the overnight transformation of Miley Cyrus minus the twerking and general lack of all respect for society. I was a bonafide thrifting guru, and embraced my new found world of grimy old  rotary phones and pilot grade aviators with open arms.

As this gal grew up, so did my taste, and now I hoard mostly brass African animals and dainty vintage tea sets; but I gotta’ admit, I still cant pass up a good leather vest.

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Social Media Maven by day,  and blogger by night; I guess you could say I’m constantly ‘plugged in’. I now thrift, hoard, and abide in the lovely river city of New Albany, Indiana (just a hop, skip, and a jump from the infamous Derby City; Louisville, Kentucky) with my Justin Timberlake lookin’ hottie of a husband and our canine and feline furr-children. Yes we do dress them all in matching sweaters for our Christmas cards. Ye who hath no crazy eccentric tendencies, please cast the first stone.

If you would like to collab, or just grab a coffee at the local Quills (shameless plug for the hubs place of business) please lay down your digits. I LOVE meeting new faces, and adore collaborating on creative projects!

Photo Credits: The Amazing & Talented Andrew Kung
(go check out his team at http://www.andrewkung.com  you will not be disappointed)
Hair and Make-Up: The gorgeous, fairy god-mother of beauty Catherine Jones
(the blonde beauty genius half of Andrew Kung’s dynamo team)
Wardrobe: My grandmother’s flapper style velvet burnout, peacock clad, bead tassled smoking jacket.
She told me to “Wear it somewhere special”, so I did.
(Also seen some of my vintage jewels, red jeans from General Eccentric in Louisville, and some old leopard slingback pumps from God-knows-where.)