Tuesday, May 27, 2014

My Choir Story

Remember when I wrote about why Tuesday is my favorite day of the week?  And you were all confused surprised impressed that I sing in a church choir?  Not like it was the first time I'd mentioned it, but it's not something that comes up often on a style blog.  It's actually been a major part of my existence for the last 18 years.  Probably time to elaborate on that, huh?

I could be addicted to worse things.  Spend every Sunday and Tuesday at the bar or casino or The Gap (wink).  But nope - I'm like one of those Glee kids, only it's a gospel "youth" choir and I've been officially not-a-youth for quite a few years now.  Even if I thought I could shake it off (which has been proven impossible - keep reading), I wouldn't want to.  Pretty sure it's imprinted on my DNA by now. Steve's too - two years after his graduation from Choir Director to Media Ministry, the platform still feels most like home.

We've made a few albums.  Been on a few tours.  Experienced some major highs, few lows, and a lot of in betweens.  The reasons I've stuck with it so long depends on what era we're talking about.  I joined because it was the funnest thing a 13 year old Christian girl could do and all the cool kids were in it.  I stayed because I genuinely like to sing and worship - things you can do louder in a choir.  It became like a second family. I couldn't imagine sitting in the congregation.  And then, because I was playing kissy-face with the director.

Then just a few years ago, when Steve wasn't going to be directing any longer, it seemed like a good time to make a career change that might prevent me from attending consistently - phase out, classy-like.

It didn't work.  I've never been more unsettled, unhappy, empty.  I suppose it would be hard to pull the plug on a decade of anything, but the job - not choir - had to go.  After thinking I could be ok without, I realized the opposite was what I really needed.  I've come to consider the choir a calling.  Through a divine set of circumstances I was planted, soprano side.  Turns out the roots run too deep to be tampered with.

I'm glad it remains such a big part of my life.  I'm proud and grateful for the phase the choir is in right now.  We're small, but mighty.  We truly love and support one another as individuals - it's beautiful.  Our current director, Debbie, is awesome - in a completely different, yet equally valid way than Steve.  The focus is less performance, more worship.  And unless I'm totally clueless, we are drama-free (though I still like to feign rivalry with the altos).

So there it is, My ABC Youth Choir story.

Click on the video to enjoy another (much funnier) story - G! True Hollywood Story.


True Hollywood Story - ABC Youth Choir from Grace Place on Vimeo.


Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Squishy Things

Necklace: JCP,  Jacket: Kut via Sisu,  Dress: Wet Seal,  Shoes: MIA Girl via DSW,
Black, squishy thing: Daisy the Pug

Today, my friend and owner of Sisu, Heidi, is experiencing the loss of Lewis, her 12 year old Springer Spaniel.  I keep having flashbacks to the morning Steve and I said goodbye to Miles.  Heidi and I were working together then too.  I had never dealt with grief like that before.  I went into work, seeking distraction, hoping to rid myself of the pain as quickly as possible.  That's not really the best way to deal with the death of a pet.  Heidi sent me home to crumble and grieve.  It was awful, but necessary.

More than 2 years later, I still choke a little on Miles' memory.  He was so young, but we went through so much together it almost feels like we had him for a full doggy lifetime.  He was such a big deal, we had to supplement him with TWO Pugs  - ha!

Oliver and Daisy are pure joy.  They are also HEALTHY, thank goodness.  After hearing about sweet Lewis, I snuggled those velvety wrinkles extra long this morning.  I imagine Miles and Lewis have already found each other, made introductions, and are feasting together at a table of heavenly protein.

Squish them (lovingly) while you have them.

Monday, May 12, 2014

Tribut Apparel


Two gifts represented in this post:

1.  Photography by Joanna Grace Photography - We met as a result of modeling for Sisu.  Joanna works next door at Energy Pilates (and has the body to prove it).  She also has a photography business and an interest in fashion.  Yay!  Now we're friends.  On the days that our Sisu/Energy schedules intersect, she takes my picture.  Blogger dream come true.

2.  T-shirt from Tribut Apparel - I received an introductory email from this line a while back, and they were kind enough to send me a shirt.  I love it.  I'll never deny a music-centric graphic tee, especially one with an earphone-wearing pig on it.

Shirt: c/o Tribut Apparel,  Tank: NikiBiki,  Jeans: Gap
Shoes: Charles David via 6pm.com


Friday, May 9, 2014

Summer Splurge: Prairie Underground

My heart aches to look at Prairie Underground's Summer collection.  It's the perfect balance of sporty-chic (trend alert) and boho fabulous.  I love the pretty, muted colors with those lovely pops of yellow.  The whole line is mix-n-match, and even has a convertible dress - gah!

I wholeheartedly approve of how this brand interprets trends.  On my latest trip to Louisiana, I was coveting my PawPaw's coveralls, considering how perfectly they would jive with the jumpsuit/romper craze.  Lo and behold, Prairie does coveralls for Spring.  Of course they do.

I wasn't on board for loud, visible logos until I saw Prairie's Logomania dress - it's just obscure enough.  I'd proudly flaunt their brand.

Oh, and the revamped bike short.  Hi, I'm in love.  So cute with breezy tunics and over-sized tees, accessorized with a baseball hat and sporty sandal or tennis shoe.





Mid Victorian in Green Tea (other colors),  Thermocline in Drab,  Bike Short in Denim,  
Heron Dress in New Dove (but I want it in Cruiseliner),  Crazy Pockets in Galaxy (other colors), 
Bouffant Dress in Lemon (other colors)