Because we haven’t had a crazy enough schedule the last few weeks (hence the sarcasm), we’re headed to Palm Springs and Los Angeles for a long weekend for Kelly’s much anticipated wedding! Prepare yourself for TONS of colorful photos since that’s what Palm Springs does best, and be sure to follow along on Instagram plus see photos from all of my other travels with #sugarandclothtravels.
In the meantime, I’ll be trying to catch up on emails (sorry if you haven’t heard back from me yet, I’m trying!), and prepare yourself for some holiday awesomeness coming up next week! To get the party started early, you can head over to Giftry to enter to win $1000 worth of your Giftry items ! Yes, for real. We’re talking free prezzies for the whole fam! Sign up to enter to win and then you can follow my lists for favorite gift items here, too.
I feel like I have a whole slew of new studio updates for you and nothing at all at the same time. It’s been an interested past three weeks trying to get everything moved and situated from our old studio to the new one. My Dad drove in from back home (WV) on October 26th to help us move and build out a few things, and the next thing I know, it’s three weeks and 12 mental breakdowns later and he’s still here trying to help us sort through the mess. Thank goodness he’s had the ability to stay so long or I don’t know what we would do!
What I thought was going to be a simple, painless move, a quick paint job, and few smaller DIY’s here and there turned into one of those HGTV moments from the Property Brothers where he explains to the homeowner that they’re out of budget money and still need to redo half the house, but not to worry. It’s basically exactly like that minus it’s not my house and I don’t have the luxury of television to miraculously fast-forward to the end where everything works out.
It all started with the contractors that were building the space not being done on time, then the paint they used to paint the space started peeling off the ceiling (literally) because they didn’t clean the old warehouse ceilings first, then yada, yada, yada. I could go on, but you see how this was going. We ended up spending more time fixing their mistakes than what would’ve taken had we done it ourselves to begin with.
Photo by Kimberly Chau
I really wanted to name this post “Bet you didn’t see this coming!”, but I decided to be a bit more straight to the point before any family members passed out over it…
I’ve never quite been a very go-with-the-flow type of person when it comes to major life changes, but if there’s ever been a time in my life that would convert me, it would be now. It may or may not also be followed by extra gray hairs, but the point here is really that there are exciting things to come.
When I first shared the news of the new Sugar & Cloth studio a few months ago I was terrified, excited, and totally winging it. I feel like I could be a walking spokeswoman for the phrase “Fake it til’ you make it”. Now that I learned a few lessons the hard way and have a better understanding of what we really need to make a more permanent home for Sugar & Cloth, so we’re moving studios. This is partly due to some elements that are out of my control and partly due to my not wanting to settle for less than the best S&C can be (and bringing better content to you here).
So, with a quick little drive down the street and the help of lots of friends and family, we’re spending this week prepping the major parts of the new, much bigger studio space. I’m crossing my fingers that we can get our current things migrated to the new space by the end of the week. Of course we’ll still have a WHOLE lot of DIY’ing ahead of us to get everything just right and I’ll be sharing our progress along the way with you! You can see all of the photos from our current space and the new with #sugarandclothstudio!
It’s funny how when I was younger I felt somewhat invincible when it came to traveling and new adventures and then sometime between the age of twenty and twenty-six I’ve all of the sudden become such an anxious traveler. I started noticing it just with flying more often than I used to for work and then it became more often even just with trips that were too spontaneous or unplanned that I usually would’ve been thrilled about all of the sudden made me uneasy at first. Maybe it’s just a side effect of my getting older or trying to be in control of something I can’t change, but it’s a bad habit I’m still hoping to break. I think part of me is so worried that something bad or frightening will happen that I end up fearing fear itself, if that makes any sense at all.
We got presented the opportunity last week to go on a very spontaneous (i.e.- last minute) cruise to the Caribbean with Princess Cruises and it seriously put my travel anxiety to the test considering all of the above feelings mixed with my first time ever going on a cruise. I think Jared spent a solid 24 hours cumulatively consoling me that everything would be fine before we left. Usually everything works out pretty seamlessly, and alas we’re on our cruise now and having a great time, but it’s funny how your mind has a tendency to play with your emotions even when everything else can tell you otherwise.
I’ve come to find a few things that really help calm me when traveling like the Rescue pastilles some of you recommended to me a while back, saying quick prayers, and reminding myself and I can’t control everything around me. Did any of you ever experience a switch over from being a fearless adventure to more of an anxious traveler? I’d love to hear your thoughts or tips and tricks on the whole thing!