all the little houses

I am addicted to my Sharpie.

Temporarily permanent, my state of mind.

hope is the thing with feathers

that perches on the soul

sistersftw

I am singing at a youth event next Friday. I do not know why I agreed to this at all. The excitement must have temporarily disconnected the synapses in my brain, or something.

I just realized, that while I hate performing, I hate performing even more without my sister. It's like we have the same brain, and we like the same music, so we don't even talk about what songs we'll do or what we'll do to the songs, we just... know. She's who I sing with, and that's it.

I love Ina.

some more love

I've beenpapercutting again. I made some little valentines. Hehe. I'm starting with the easy ones; expect a large zombie-themed one tomorrow. I love zombies.

A little heart with some big love:

This one is dedicated to Mikey. He thinks we should do this as a duet. He is cool.

I should probably find a way to photograph these without my hands:

These are Eli's words. I stole them. (This puts such a big smile on my face, you don't even know)

It is dedicated to all you lovers in the blogosphere.

These words are Anthony's. I just love it when people say "Gosh".

I'm really happy making these, so I'll do more tonight.

xo.Elle

lovely lovely

And here are some photos from the photo shoot Ina and I had last week:






This is what I've been up to lately, just in time for Valentine's Day.

{obsessed}

With embroidery hoops as frames.They just look so cute and perfect.

Here's something finished the other night while watching Resident Evil: Extinction. I'm a dork. A zombie dork.