by adwells on March 7, 2014
The saying goes that you are what you eat. In that case, it makes total sense why Southerners are often just plain good people (and sugary sweet.) Right up there with the accents and hospitality, our food is what captures people from all over. From Gulf seafood to fresh vegetables straight out of Southern soil to fried, well, anything, Southern food is pure magic. It’s how we communicate, how we congregate and often how we show we care.
Amber Wilson knows this all full well. From her Nashville studio loft she works as a writer, photographer and recipe developer. Growing up in the “deep, deep bayous of Louisiana” cultivated a love of Southern cuisine, and really, if you’ve ever been blessed enough to eat in that part of the country, you know this was surely inevitable.
“I fell in love with cooking by having an appetite,” says Amber, whose very first words included “cookies” and “pizza.” “More than once my mother found me in the pantry as a toddler, gorging myself on anything I could find!” Being surrounded by a bevy of great cooks also helped to shape her unshakable passion and confidence in the kitchen. “Making lemon meringue pies, yeast rolls and gumbo were not intimidating because I was blessed to watch my grandmothers prepare these dishes every Sunday after church,” explains Amber.
When it comes to the secret of what makes Southern fare so special, Amber believes it all comes down to comfort. “It’s what I grew up on,” she says. “I believe that’s the true meaning of comfort food, food that is familiar. It should take you back to a better place with wonderful memories connecting you with that particular dish.”
But all of you outside of Dixie, don’t be mistaken. Amber wants you to know that while we are fans of a breading, Southern food doesn’t necessarily translate into unhealthy food. “I didn’t grow up in the part of the South that had chicken and biscuits daily,” she says. “I grew up on chicken and sausage gumbo, homemade yeast rolls and blackberries drizzled in local honey. Those dishes are magical to me.”
Amber has taken her fervor for Southern fare to the Internet with her blog, For the Love of the South, where her recipes are matched with some of the most beautiful food photography you may ever lay eyes on. “I believe we eat with our eyes first,” she explains. “That being said, I’ve eaten my share of horrible yet beautiful food. It’s important for a dish to look wonderful and appealing, but above all, it must deliver in flavor.”
“I never meant to be a blogger,” says Amber. “I was a senior in college, struggling to come up with a thesis topic. Being a geography major, the obvious choice for my thesis was to create a map, which in my opinion was completely boring. So, I pitched an idea to my professor about a thesis based around Southern food and how food defines the South. Being in Birmingham and surrounded by some of the best Southern food, the project took off. My professor encouraged me to meet with her friend, who just so happened to be an editor for a national Southern food magazine and she encouraged me to start a blog. I did and the rest is history!”
Being Louisiana bred, Amber’s favorite thing to cook is gumbo, naturally. “The steps to make gumbo are second nature to me by now,” she says. “Whenever I share this dish with other people their eyes light up. I like that.”
The love of the South runs deep through Amber’s veins. “I love the wonderful sense of community the South embodies,” she says. “Some of the nicest people I have met are from the South, Louisiana in particular.” When it comes to where she sees herself in ten years, that sense of community she holds dear is evident. “I would like to live in a small cottage with my family and have a lovely backyard filled with laughter, music and fireflies. I want to have a small garden where I can teach my children to pick fresh vegetables, just as I was shown. And most of all, I want my home to feel like a place of refuge for those who need a cup of coffee and a chat, a lovely family meal or just a place to kick off their shoes and call a home away from home. That’s my goal.”
Visit Amber’s blog for some great Southern recipes, all with a story behind them. Amber’s number one tip for cooking: “Never bring intimidation with you in the kitchen. Be bold. Try new things. If you are intimidated, it will show its ugly head in the dishes you prepare. Trust me.”
Some favorites from Amber’s blog you must try:
by adwells on March 3, 2014
Welcome to a new little blog experiment, “Setting Up Shop.” Oftentimes when I’m traveling for a story, I find some of the most amazing locally owned shops. Being, well, myself, I dive in and try to find out who owns these places and what their story happens to be. That’s the beauty of locally owned places, it’s usually interesting people following their very own interesting dreams. While I love asking a million questions and finding out the story of the people behind the shop, it’s a shame not to share it. So here you go, round one.
She is pretty awesome and has impeccable taste to boot. In 2009, Erin opened Amelia, a perfectly little curated shop in Oxford, Mississippi that has unique art, paper products, gifts, jewelry, kids’ clothes, you name it. Right next door to The Lyric Theatre on the Oxford Square, you’ll step into one of the most beautiful little shops I ever did see.
You can shop Amelia online, too. Plus, follow Erin on Instagram @ameliapresents for her series, Studio Stories featuring the artists and artisans she carries in her shop and for #mymorningswithtomotis for awesome pictures of Erin’s little dude, Tom Otis.
Erin sat down with me for a quick little Q&A about Amelia and Oxford (one of my favorite Mississippi spots).
AW: Tell me about Amelia and how it came into being.
EK: Well, Amelia is a shop I always wanted to run. The shop that I was always looking for when I was traveling for work. So, as I was changing careers and not traveling as a nanny anymore, it was the perfect time to open the shop I always dreamed of owning. Around that same time, a childhood friend had a tiny room, with a street entrance, available. It was all just meant to be.
AW: So, who is Amelia?
EK: Amelia is no one person. When I was thinking of a name, I wanted one that reflected the handmade aspect of the items that I sell. I have makers from all over the world in the shop and I blend that with a hand-picked selection of children’s items. Two iconic Amelia’s popped into my mind – Amelia Earhart and Amelia Bedelia. Amelia seemed to be a perfect fit.
AW: Tell me about yourself, where you grew up, everything!
EK: I was born in Mississippi and grew up in Oxford, until 1985. We then moved to Florida. After college, I moved to Boston, then Seattle, San Francisco, Memphis, New York City, and finally, when I just couldn’t get Mississippi out of my mind, I moved back, to Water Valley in 2005. I also lived in Los Angeles for awhile, splitting my time between Water Valley and LA. When I gave up my place in LA, I moved back full time and opened Amelia.
AW: How would you describe your aesthetic and the aesthetic of your shop?
EK: I feel like Amelia is an extension of my home. I am drawn to vintage mixed with art. That can be broad but one visit through the shop, you see how the 100 + artists that I carry mix well from one to the next. It’s cohesive, like a group art show, building one body of work. That’s the art curator in me talking.
AW: When looking for what to carry in your shop, what is it that you look for?
EK: Cohesiveness with what is already there. I want to be able to rearrange the shop and have anything that is already there to stand well next to any other item already in the shop. I never want it looks like it’s just thrown together, because I personally work really hard to find the items that I carry, and someone worked really hard to make the items that I carry and I want my customers to value the items that they can find in the shop. I also want to know that you can’t always find the items that I stock at just any old shop. Some of the items that I sell, I’m the only shop in the country to carry. I want you to walk in and have that feeling that you are getting something special and will make you remember your time in Mississippi.
AW: What’s the one thing in your store you can’t resist?
EK: That’s so hard and a two part answer. For myself, it’s hands down jewelry and paper goods. Since having a child, it’s children’s items. I only carry clothes in my shop that I would love to put on Tom Otis or a little girl if I had one. Same for the toy selection.
AW: Why did you choose Oxford as the place to set up shop?
EK: I chose Oxford because of the proximity to the University of Mississippi. It’s a walking town and walking traffic is great for business. I grew up in Oxford and it will always be a special place for me. So the mix of college students that are drawn to my shop, mixed with all the young artists and families that are moving to the area all the time, it just seemed like the best fit.
AW: If someone had 24 hours in Oxford, what should be on their not-to-miss list?
EK: For breakfast, I’d grab a humble pie and coffee from Bottletree, then walk to Amelia, Square Books (all three locations) and Southside Gallery. Then take a drive out to my little town of Water Valley for lunch at The BTC Grocery. Afterwards, walk over to Yalo Studios and Bozart’s Gallery. Then back to Oxford to make sure to see Rowan Oak (the home of William Faulkner), The University Museum, which was rated in the top 20 of University Museums in the country. After that stop into The End of All Music for the latest in vinyl records. After that full day, grab a drink on the porch at City Grocery and finish with dinner at Snackbar. Whew!
AW: Favorite activities for your mornings with Tom Otis?
EK: Oh, we have many… lately we have been going on walks in the morning before I take him to school. We don’t get far because we stop to look at everything, but we talk about the moss growing on the walls or what animals eat the acorns on the sidewalk. We look for birds and gather leaves. I got my B.S. in Early Childhood Education and taught Montessori school in Seattle. I also nannied over the span of 27 years. I can’t help but make everything a learning experience. It’s ingrained in me. On really cool days, we will read books together and he loves to color, so I sit with him and we soak up the short time we have between waking and work.
If you’re in Oxford, stop in and see Erin at Amelia at 1006 Van Buren Avenue.
Thanks, Erin! Stay tuned for more Setting up Shop!
by adwells on February 27, 2014
Obsessed. An overused word, yes, but it fits the bill here.
While our latest phase of home renovations have wrapped up (Don’t be fooled, there are more to come), I’m doing a little sprucing up decor-wise when the budget allows. Usually, I know in my head exactly what I want for a space and wait FOREVER until I find it at a good price, which sometimes results in totally changing my mind before I find said object and jumping straight into another rabbit hole. Such is the life of an OCD decor addict. Sigh.
My current obsession is scouring the internets and thrift stores for a perfectly priced, perfectly sized overdyed rug for our formal (I use that term very loosely) living room. We have modern furniture and white walls in the space and the vintage, worn in look of an overdyed rug will warm the space up and add a perfect pop of color. This girl is a sucker for a color pop.
A little inspiration:
What’s your favorite way to add a pop of color to an otherwise neutral room?
by adwells on February 24, 2014
This weekend, I welcomed Spring in a big way – Mardi Gras in New Orleans, how else? While bright colors, loud noises and the bustle of the most fun city abounded, it was nice to have a peaceful and calm place to lay my head.
While I rendezvoused once again with the jewel that is New Orleans, I met a new love in the Audubon Cottages. With the old world feel that is uniquely New Orleans, the cottages offered a perfect little respite amid the lively city.
Old New Orleans reigns supreme at the Audubon Cottages, located in the French Quarter. I was lucky enough to call Cottage Three home for the weekend and enjoy a true French Quarter retreat, complete with our own private courtyard and complimentary breakfast. How very New Orleans, y’all.
This particular cottage is rumored to have been a favorite of Elizabeth Taylor when she visited the Big Easy and I can see why. Creaky wood floors paired perfectly with up-to-date bathrooms and comfy beds. But perhaps the most famous of the cottages’ tenants was John James Audubon, one of New Orleans’ golden boys. Audubon lived in Cottage One from 1821 to 1822, where he worked on meticulous illustrations for his color-plated Birds of America.
Needless to say, the history of the place, like lots of other places throughout the city, was quite remarkable, although the Audubon Cottages had me at “French Quarter Butler” and “exposed brick walls.” I’m a sucker for details like those.
If you’re looking to do New Orleans right, look no further than the Audubon Cottages, where the convenience of being smack dab in the middle of the French Quarter mixes with the quiet feel of truly “getting away.”
Laissez les bons temps rouler! Happy Mardi Gras, folks!
Photos courtesy of the New Orleans Hotel Collection.
by adwells on February 19, 2014
Two things that are no secret about me – I love Jackson, Mississippi and I love to eat. The South is known for its food, of course and Jackson is no exception. I’m over on Eat Jackson talking about the city’s most overlooked places to grab a little grub. Whether you’re local, visiting, or just want a little mouthwatering pre-lunch enticement, check it out!
by adwells on December 9, 2013
One of the many reasons I love what I do is getting to constantly meet people that I likely wouldn’t have met otherwise – interesting people with big ideas and big guts to follow their dreams. Talk about an inspiring line of work.
Some of those people are Elle & Virden Hargrove. Last year, I did a story for Mississippi Magazine on Elle & Virden’s Birmingham-based company, Asher Riley. Inspired by preppy styles and prints, the Hargroves took a leap of faith, followed their dreams and went all in on their new company, where they sell handmade, high-quality needlepoint belts, bowties and dog collars. So in the spirit of following your dreams and in the spirit of the season of giving, Elle & Virden are giving the gift of this needlepoint dog collar to one lucky reader. All you have to do is like Asher Riley on Facebook and leave a comment here telling us what dream you’re chasing! It’s that simple! Winner will be chosen at random. This giveaway closes Friday, December 13th at noon central time. In the meantime, go do some shopping at Asher Riley for all those preppy people on your list!
by adwells on December 6, 2013
Last month, we had the chance to go to Los Angeles. It was my first time in the City of Angels and I have to admit, I’m not totally sure what my expectations were. I knew that I’d love the weather (I did) but was pretty sure I could do without the traffic and crowds (I can).
The Hollywood sign, the fantastic restaurants, the bottled oxygen in our hotel room that you could take for a mere $25 a puff in lieu of, you know, a snack (yes, not kidding), the celebrity homes and hot spots – Los Angeles was pretty much what I expected. That is, until we followed the faint smell of cigar smoke down a little alley and flight of stairs off the Sunset Strip and happened upon what I’m sure will remain my favorite piece of Los Angeles.
Once the little dark alleyway opened up, we were greeted by this little abode, complete with what could possibly be the nicest man I’ve ever met lounging outside with his cigar – and a British accent to boot.
What we came to find out is that our little “discovery,” or Mystery Pier Books, is actually a pretty famous and beloved little place and it didn’t take any time to see why. Stepping in the door, the smell of old books envelops you. The smell of old books always, always has me at hello.
The charming man I mentioned was actually Harvey Jason, who, with his equally charming son Louis, owns and operates Mystery Pier Books, one of the most celebrated first edition book shops in the country. I was blown away when they showed me first editions of essentially every classic, beloved book and/or author my little heart could ever desire. Think Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Lee, Steinbeck – I could go on and on.
And I must mention, since it’s L.A. and all, that Mystery Pier is quite beloved in the celebrity community. Johnny Depp is a regular and Harvey even mentioned his “good friend Tony.” It took me a few minutes but I soon realized he was simply referring to Antony Hopkins.
While my budget wouldn’t allow for me to take any of the treasures home (nor do I think my heart would have been able to handle it), we found a treasure in Mystery Pier for sure. The icing on the cake was meeting someone in Harvey and Louis that gets as (or more) excited about books as I do. I always find it refreshing to find someone who loves what they do the way this pair obviously does. Plus, they were so friendly that it was like a little dose of Southern hospitality (ok, so maybe British hospitality).
So the next time I jet out to L.A., be ready for a visit, Harvey & Louis. Now if only we can arrange for Johnny or Tony to drop in while I’m there….
Visit Mystery Pier Books at 8826 Sunset Boulevard, Los Angeles, California.
by adwells on December 4, 2013
I‘m a pretty excitable person, as anyone that knows me can probably attest, but two of the things that get me the most excited is writing for new publications and good things happening in Jackson, Mississippi. Combine those two and I’m on Cloud Nine.
Such is the case today. I’m thrilled to have my first piece published at Deep South Magazine on The Apothecary at Brent’s Drugs. Check it out here for a little history lesson in the ties that bind classic cocktails and soda fountains and swing by when you’re in Jackson!
by adwells on August 29, 2013
But, I have to say that the past year has been so full and we have felt so blessed by this little bundle that entered our world last year. Jeremiah has such a sweet little demeanor and I swear he’s the cutest thing you’ll ever see. He has stolen our hearts in a big way.
To celebrate, we had family and friends that are like family over for a “Jeremiah Was a Bullfrog” party, throwing it back to the old Three Dog Night song. We had a blast celebrating this sweet little life that’s sure to blossom into a big one. Can’t wait to see what’s in store for our little man in the years to come. Now, for a few pics…
by adwells on August 15, 2013
Check out my story on gorgeous and super fun Steamboat Springs today on My Scoop. Then, go ahead and book a plane ticket and get your tails up there!
by adwells on August 13, 2013
In the wintertime, those of us who live in the South often steal away to the likes of Colorado to hit the slopes. Many often enjoy a last snowy hoorah during Spring Break before enduring the sweltering Southern heat. But those wise Coloradoans know something we may not: summertime is the Centennial state’s best-kept secret. In fact, it’s often said about Colorado, “Come for the winter, stay for the summer.” Take it from me, Colorado is pure heaven in the summer.
For the past five days I had the pleasure of enjoying quintessential summertime in the Centennial state with a handful of other writers and bloggers. If you enjoy the wild outdoors and a little adrenaline rush, head to the Rockies for relief from the humid summer heat and a pretty rocking good time. Whether it’s hiking, fishing, biking, rafting, or just enjoying some breathtaking views, Colorado has much to offer this time of year.
While there, not only did I get to meet some really great folks, but I….
…took a dip at Strawberry Park Hot Springs – nature’s very own hot tub tucked away in the mountains, surrounded by the most gorgeous slopes and Aspen trees.
…hiked the Flat Tops and enjoyed showstopping views (in a lightning storm no less!).
…had an AMAZING breakfast (this coming from a non-breakfast lover – it was that good!) at The Paramount in Steamboat Springs.
…hung out with Bobby Brown the Bull at the Steamboat Pro Rodeo. Obviously mine was the tamest of acts.
…drank wine on plush leather sofas while bowling at The Foundry in Winter Park. My kind of bowling alley!
…biked downhill with our super patient guide Connor at Trestle Bike Park School. I have to say, I felt like I should have left with some sort of badge of honor. It was hard work, but quite the adrenaline rush!
Colorado didn’t disappoint, to say the least – I’m back home with sore muscles and broadened horizons! So if outdoor adventure in not only tolerable, but pleasant temps is up your alley, hightail it to this little slice of heaven!
by adwells on July 15, 2013
I came home from a little vacation to a copy of Portico‘s Jackson Now issue in my mailbox. I love this city. Make no mistake, it’s a city with its own problems, but its a city full of people that are passionate about their community and this place they love. I was glad to contribute to this issue (which is always one of my favorites) by writing a story on “Placemakers,” a handful of those in Jackson that have a passion for refurbishing old houses. If you’re local, pick up a copy at bookstores around the city. If you’re not, get a subscription here.
by adwells on July 12, 2013
Today, head over to Elembee Blog where I’ve guest posted for her Across the USA series, talking all about why you should come to Mississippi. Thanks, Lisa, for letting me be a part of your fun, fun series!
by adwells on July 8, 2013
Some of my favorite stories to write are those of risk takers. You know the type, the no-holds-barred, guns-a-blazing type. I admire them, which makes my job as a writer a whole heck of a lot more interesting. Whether they’re living their lifelong dream of opening a restaurant, launching a new business, gutting a century old home, or something else, they usually have a good story to tell.
For this month’s Mississippi Magazine, I got to write the story of Virden & Elle Hargrove, who launched Asher Riley, a clothing company started by two Mississippi natives now living in Birmingham. With kids to support and a life to live, they still went out on a limb and opened up Virden’s dream company complete with prepster-style belts and ties. Check them out.
Who are your favorite risk takers?
by adwells on June 27, 2013
I just finished reading The Little Way of Ruthie Leming for book club (more on that later) and it really got me thinking. There’s just something about being at home, wherever that may be, around “your people.” Those ties with family and friends that are like family really bind and often we don’t realize quite how much.
Like the author of the book, Rod Dreher, I often have such a desire to go and explore and see what’s out there in this big, big world. But, also like Dreher, as an adult I’ve realized how much sweet little Mississippi holds that I couldn’t understand until now. It holds memories and people that have known me since I was towheaded and two feet tall. There’s really something to be said for that.
I want to see the world. This desire, it’s something, I believe, that you’re either born with or you aren’t. I hope my kids have it. I want them to explore, learn and get to know people who are unlike them. And then, I hope, as they grow and experience new places and people, they appreciate their home and heritage. I hope they realize how great this place truly is, because it’s my belief that it’s hard if it’s all you’ve ever known.
I love the South. It’s history is flawed, it’s heat is sweltering, the bugs are big, but despite all that, it really is a glorious place. I’m glad that my kids will know their grandparents, run barefoot with cousins with Mississippi mud between their toes, graduate with friends they started Kindergarten with and hopefully develop ties, like mine, that are unbreakable.
I remember one of those old school framed cross-stitched quotes that my mom had hanging on the wall of the house I grew up in, “No matter where you may roam, the best part is coming home.”
by adwells on April 17, 2013
People LOVE New Orleans. I mean, really, really, love New Orleans. For some reason, I’ve always struggled with understanding that. My husband kept telling me I just wasn’t seeing what New Orleans really had to offer (as most know, Bourbon Street ain’t it, y’all), so in recent years, he’s made it his mission to make me one of those people. You know, those crazy “New Orleans is the greatest thing since way before sliced bread” people.
Now, I must admit, I’ve started coming around over the years. This past weekend, we took our first weekend away since our sweet baby boy was born and hightailed it to the Big Easy.
A little disclaimer, we’ve both been on a kind of ridiculous diet that has been working, but leaving us feeling a little deprived. So, in the spirit of New Orleans (aka eating and drinking to your heart’s content), we derailed the diet for a weekend of celebrating. While I love crawfish and seafood, other traditional cajun dishes like red beans and rice and jambalaya, I can pretty much take or leave, so we tried a bevy of other non-Cajun places.
Our first stop was Coquette on Magazine Street. Here, we tried to be good. And let me tell you, being good has never tasted so good. We split the Beef Tartare and the BBQ Pork Lettuce Wraps. The Beef Tartare was quite possibly the best thing I’ve ever tasted. No lie. Except for maybe the chicory ice cream we had the next day, but we’ll get to that.
We walked around Magazine and then the Quarter for a while. French Quarter Fest was this weekend, so the city was bubbling, to say the least. I do (and have) love the furniture stores, antique shops, and art galleries. You can find whatever it is you’re looking for.
We stumbled across the Idea Factory, the quirkiest little shop with the funniest yet most intricate woodworkings, like these clocks.
I’ve always wanted a piece of art purchased off the fence at Jackson Square, where you can find some amazing art at great deals among the not so great pieces. I fell in love with a drawing/etching of St. Louis Cathedral by artist Greg Giegucz. It became my early birthday present and I cannot wait to get it framed and hung.
That night, we took a cab over to Bywater in the Ninth Ward and proceeded to fall in love. After the urging of a couple of friends to try out Bacchanal Wine, we did and were head over heels. You walk in and someone helps you pick out the perfect bottle of wine. You can also grab some of the most delicious cheeses from their refrigerator. Walk out back to the patio where you can order food and listen to live jazz. They’ll even grill you some bread to go with the amazing (I cannot stress how amazing) cheese. The atmosphere here is easy and fun and the food, wine, and oh yeah – the cheese – is great. Did I mention that?
Saturday morning, after a literal run to Cafe Du Monde, we had a friend’s wedding in the French Quarter, which was one of the most beautiful weddings I’ve been to. Simple and fun reigned – in the spirit of the city.
The reception was in a private apartment overlooking the Quarter. If you know me or have been reading this blog for any amount of time, you know I’m a sucker for good interior design. Make that “undesigned” interior design and I’m all over it. My mouth hit the floor when I walked in this apartment. Crisp white walls with some of the most gorgeous art I’ve ever seen. I was in heaven (in New Orleans, oddly enough). I only wish I had taken more photos. I was in awe, though, and soaking it all in. No time for photos. I’m pitiful.
After the wedding, we tried out Cure, on Freret Street. The Pimm’s cup is great, but may not hold a candle to the bacon wrapped, goat cheese stuffed dates. Delish.
We then made our way to Magazine Street for dinner at La Petite Grocery. While dinner was fabulous, dessert is what shone here. We indulged (I mean indulged) in the chocolate cake with homemade Chicory ice cream. That ice cream was the nectar of the gods, y’all. That is no lie.
The next day, we met my brother-in-law and sister-in-law, recent New Orleans residents (read her blog here) for lunch at Cochon Butcher. If you like good meat, this is your place. I had the turkey sandwich, but had a bite of the Cubano (which was so much better!). They also introduced us to a real deal New Orleans snowball from Hansen’s. I got the chocolate cream with a dab of marshmallow on top. If you go to Hansen’s, stop by the great used bookstore next door, too! I bought a book about Zelda Fitzgerald that I can’t wait to devour.
You’re growing on me, Big Easy. I’m starting to see what the fuss is all about. New Orleans didn’t disappoint – definitely not my tastebuds, but maybe my waistline. But it was SO worth it!
by adwells on March 6, 2013
I’m thrilled to have written the cover story for the March issue of Portico Jackson. I’ve been a longtime admirer of Kathy Thibodeaux of Ballet Magnificat!, and hearing her story of faith and following firsthand was really inspiring. If we all would only go out on a limb follow our calling, I can only imagine what the world would be like. Kathy & her husband Keith have made their mark on the world of ballet all around the world and for a greater purpose.
Also for this issue, I wrote a story on the home of a great couple (and friends!)- Jonathan & Gretchen Shull. Their house is a cozy midcentury modern (usually an oxymoron, but not so in this case!) home just around the corner from us. The ins and outs of the renovations are accompanied by a neat little story about the architect.
So pick up a copy or subscribe. What are you waiting for?
by adwells on March 4, 2013
The March/April issue of Mississippi Magazine is home to a story I wrote on Mississippi native and designer who is taking the fashion world by storm, Brooke Atwood. I had the pleasure of meeting Brooke over the Christmas holiday to sit down and talk fashion and how she has gotten where she is today. She is one of those people who is just effortlessly cool and I can only hope to be just a tiny bit like that when I grow up (one day).
by adwells on December 21, 2012
We have an elf, you know, an elf who goes by the name of Bob that reports to Santa each night. He moves around every night (that is if mom and dad aren’t super forgetful) and he can’t be touched or he’ll “lose his magic.” (Who came up with this drama?)
This year, Ry is 8. I’m fully aware that it’s probably the very last Christmas season where she is all about this Santa business, and by default, this Elf business. I kind of had a hunch that she may be onto us and the whole Bob charade, but we’ll get to that.
These girls. They keep me in stitches with their little personalities. The other day after school Ry ran into her room to change out of her uniform and comes out looking like this…
The socks on her hands were my favorite part by far.
So she proceeds to move around the house while instructing me to take pictures and baby sister to “look surprised like you didn’t know where I was going to be in the morning.”
Good gracious I love her. I was convinced the jig was up after this little display, but I was wrong.
The next morning, Bob had perched himself on top of a clock by where the girls hang their backpacks each day. Ry was grabbing hers and Bob catapulted to the tile below. That’s when I knew she is still a firm believer in the Elfin Magic. She backed up in a panic, fell to her knees, scooped up the dog and melted down in her signature drama queen fashion. She.Was.Hysterical. Convinced she had killed the elf and that Charlie was sure to gobble him up.
Being the awesome, and apparently super sympathetic mom that I am, through “I’m laughing so hard I’m crying” tears, I grabbed up my phone to snap a photo to document the moment. Then I assured her, if Bob can fly to the North Pole every night a little knock to the noggin won’t hurt him. And sure enough, he returned.
More fun elf drama – here.