Japanese architect Akio Nakasa has constructed two houses for one family. They closely adjoin each other and are constructed absolutely nearby, being and a uniform complex and, simultaneously, a combination of elements.

Houses look against each other and surround an internal court yard; visually separate buildings are connected by marks on paths, and also flexible lines of the facade, similar forms and materials.

tomorrow I'm flying back to LA to do a wedding. that paired with not having the miracle of the internet at my apartment has resulted in a little posting lull. sorry, dudes.

a few random things:

- a guy who's 28 lives with his dad, who's like 73. the guy twitters things his dad says...it's hilarious.

- this fall weather is making me feel all sorts of things that I'd totally forgotten about. seriously, it's weird what happens to your brain and your body when you live in a state of year-round summer. I'm feeling excited and adventurous and anxious and nervous and inspired and ready to take on the whole world. so basically, I feel like a highschooler during the first week of senior year. I love it.

- my mom called me this weekend kinda early, which usually means she's at an estate sale. here's how the conversation went:
"do you have any interest in a really big cowhide?" mom asked.
"UM, YES!" I gleefully replied.
"okay, I'll put an offer on it!" she said.
"don't offer too much!" I shouted into the phone as she hung up.
...then she called back.
"I got it!!" she said, proudly.
"YESSSSSS!" I screamed and danced, probably looking completely insane.
"was twenty five dollars too much?" she asked, hesitantly.
"mom, I love you."

- my boyfriend is taking me to our favorite sushi restaurant tonight. I'm already craving oyster shooters.

I'll start back up again when I'm back from LA. tell me what you're gonna do over Labor Day weekend!!

"honey, I just need to go lay across the bed."

it's one of my favorite things that my mother says. she'll use this phrase when something is just too much to take, good or bad. I'll often hear it around holidays, when she's always going going going, or when someone does something exceptionally nice for her. I've found myself thinking about saying it a few times recently and it makes me giggle.

this verges on shabby chic so there are obviously things that I'd promptly do away with (the end tables, the puny lamps, and that horrid accent pillow), but this bed is beckoning me to come lay across it. I think it's mostly the bench/chandelier/brick wall (with that arch!)/white linens combo...or maybe it's that I've been feeling a little heavy.

I've been without a job for a while now and it's starting to make me nervous. I'm up every morning with hopes that my inbox will be filled with offers and responses, but lately it's just Daily Candy and some personal correspondence.

I'm sharing this with you because I'm trying to figure out how I feel about this situation. I've never really been "unemployed". I've always had some sort of job, something to do, something that brings in an income. being in a brand new city makes networking a bit harder, and while I'd move all over again in a heartbeat, it's tough not being able to turn to my familiar web of people in the know. I'm feeling overwhelmed, anxious, and a little lost. this blog is one of the things that grounds me, and I'm very thankful for the platform.

but you guys know that I'm a positive person and I know that things are going to work out eventually. this move happened for a reason and my life is like a secret plan that unfolds a little more every day...

now if you'll excuse me, I need to go lay across the bed.