Lost in Drawers

Month: February, 2011

Is that all there is my friend

Things around the Liles are settling back down. We needed  some fluff around these parts. Seeing as fashion is my second love. Why not an outfit post? It seems that all my money is going to Buffalo Exchange lately. A place that I can exchange my old clothes into new to me clothes! It’s a win/win situation. So I picked up this vintage skirt, vintage wine colored heels from Buffalo and scored the sailor jacket and vintage blouse from our local Flea Market. I sure wish there were a affordable/wearable vintage clothing store in Fort Worth. But I’m sure all in due time. *wink

Found in the Arms of Love

Monday my Nana, Barbara Strain, passed away and is now in the arms of love. It was a major shock to us all. She was loved immensely and without a doubt always in our hearts. Here is the letter from us grandchildren wrote to her and is now resting with her as we said our final goodbyes until eternity.


Some days words are not enough.  But it is the memories we have together that join us forever.  As Cameron put it, you always were – and will always be – the grandmother every child wishes they had.  From the first moment you set eyes on all of us – we knew you were our Nana and we your precious grandkids.  You set so many examples and showed us so much about life – how to be strong, how to be loyal and most definitely how to be sassy.  You were our hip grandmother – the one person who could have wrote the book on being a grandma.  It all started with the “farm” –  Nana’s house was a wonderland.  It was magical – the candy canisters that never seemed to empty and the shelves with the tiniest clay miniature dolls that seemed as if they could leap to life at any moment.  From the goldfish that looked like carrots swimming in the trough, to the way you let us play in the mud for hours only to line us up and hose off the evidence, how you got down on the floor with us, to the countless sessions of playing Barbies, to learning how to beat Cameron at Ninja Turtles on Nintendo. You would spend hours down on the floor with Connor, racing cars around and around that little track.  And when our energy wore down, you were the best movie and cartoon-watching partner we ever had.  From Tiny Toons when we were young, to taking us to our first movie – Batman Returns rings a bell, to letting us make bad choices at the video store – you never questioned us and we never questioned why the popcorn was always slightly burnt.  We just knew you were our Nana.  From your early morning with Heather getting ready for school, to teaching rolling skate skills, to the play dough sessions – our childhood was made complete because you took the time for us in world that often doesn’t.

As we grew older, the love never faded.  You taught us so much, and you never wanted to seem a bother when you’d call to check on us.  You were always there.  You came to every birthday party and we always looked forward to your thoughtful gifts.  You showed up to graduations and weddings, solidifying your spot as our Nana.  Christmases every year brought surprises and gifts for kids of all ages.  You always knew what we wanted. And when Cameron would pour cream soda in his cereal or say something mean – you threatened with mouths full of soap, but in the end, your soft heart got the better of you.  You were a friend, someone who showed us how to be friendly to anyone we met and you showed us how to love – in a way only you could.  And everyone in this room today can say – you lived a life that overcame challenges and showed us that we can live life our own way and be happy.  You will always be our Nana and we will always carry you in our hearts.

Vivian Girls

A day off means a certain little puppy boy is a “daddy’s” boy, and mummy doesn’t exist.  But, who took you to the park, Emory? WHO!?  The park on the river is underrated here in Fort Worth.  A walk down it is one of the more relaxing things to do any day of the week.  It was a good start to the day.  We also celebrated out nephew Liam’s 5th birthday, which is insane – he has gone from this little baby face to a very sweet, very hip little boy.  It’s amazing to see them grow up so fast. So to relax this Saturday night we will be viewing In the Realms of the Unreal (thank you Netflix), of course anything Henry Darger I will be all over! Cheers to you and yours!

Revlon Colorburst Lipstick Coral 080

I honestly didn’t think I was a coral kind of gal. I do love a red lip, a pink lip – both shiny and matte.  Coral scared me due to the fact I’ve seen many an older lady with bright coral lips in nursing homes.  Did I mention scared?  Nevertheless we found ourselves in Target, in the makeup aisle of course – as I’ve gone through a lipstick stage this last year. (Before  in the past few years  I actually never really wore makeup I guess in actuality I was intimated, all until my grandmother got me a case of  Estée Lauder makeup.  Now, I will never go back)  Back to coral…the color was perfect, not too pink, not too red, creamy, just matte enough, didn’t bleed on the lips and the end…coral won.

Take all of the wind on

Of course I had to share more pictures from my new Fuji 210 Instax wide that a very nice bearded fellow surprised me with that Valentines Day weekend. The camera would have been enough but the 5 boxes of twin film, was beyond great. Did you know we went to Austin….right? Well we did and doesn’t everything just look a little better in unedited film?

Austin/Fredericksburg Roadtrip 2

Fredericksburg gave us inspiration, and the morning saw us up and packing bags to head east.  But we have priorities and one such item of note is the necessity of pastries on road trips.  An apricot kolache and chocolate croissant in tow, we headed for the Austin hills.  We needed sunshine after several weeks of snow, ice and gray skies so a walk in Zilker Park was in order before we traversed the streets of the capital city.  Austin is a weird town (no pun intended) – it is seemingly dominated by roving gangs of college frats and hooligans – the aforementioned in Jeeps and the latter on fixed gear bikes.  It is a fiercely independent city, which we love.  Waterloo Records gave up a few gems, and we roamed the south side – finding the deliciousness of Fran’s in plain site.  Exploring we rediscovered Flashback, a great vintage store and finally finally found the Austin mural.  The day began to wind down and we stopped off at Hey Cupcake! – double chocolate and strawberry – and the sun begin to dip as we pointed our vehicle north and were satisfied that this trip had filled our bag of memories to the brim.

more photos here

Austin/Fredericksburg Roadtrip 1

The workweek ended, the weekend was upon us and of course it happened to be the weekend where Cupid appears and Valentines are exchanged in various forms.  Ours was a short trip on the road through central Texas.  Our travels brought us to Fredericksburg Texas, to the Austin Street Retreat – Maria’s Cabin where we lodged in a cottage that was built in the 19th century.  Modernized and comfortable, yet full of antiques and charm.  Our new camera and puppy in tow, we settled into a quiet evening where we cooked for ourselves, dined outdoors and took a long walk like a couple of townies about town.  The world settled into a rhythm I don’t think we expected and the night slowly turned to morning and our rest turned out a new day that seemed more south of France than central Texas.  A good start indeed.

more photos here

It’s alright the cameras talking

Some little husband-man did a really great job this Valentines day!

why do we blog?

Why blog?  The question hangs out there unanswered by most, yet the internet is overrun with all of us bloggers with our various outlets of expression.  So, why do people blog?  Is it out of some need to express our innermost thoughts, or display our vanity – otherwise known as our digital selves.   We started Lost in Drawers a few years ago with no real idea of what blogging meant for us.  A few hundred posts later and here we are in the second month of 2011 – and this question of why do we blog is hanging out in front of us.  The truth is that what most people – including ourselves – release to the outside world via the internet is a carefully crafted version of our lives.  It shows us doing the things we love, the things we think will help other value us more and the things that will increase our dot on the map of humanity.  Why else do people seek out old schoolmates on Facebook, or obsess over who and how many followers we have on Twitter?  We want to be, to borrow the idea behind Nada Surf’s Popular, well popular.  We want to feel important and the comments and the retweets and the blog visits serve to either validate our efforts or make statements about our lives that we’d rather not face.  But the truth is, these digital projections are only part of the story of our lives.

Lost in Drawers is us – it is our blog, but more so it has, is and will always be an attempt to document our lives.  Do we edit?  Sure, because we feel as if no blog is best served when it is full of self-loathing and angst.  We blog because we know that life really is too precious to not document as many of the moments we experience as possible.  Do we have dirty dishes in the sink?  Yes, we have a real life.  It is not all crafts and professional photo shoots, as some blogs out there make out life to be.  We don’t have agendas behind what we blog about, we don’t have allusions of celebrity, we just want to build this life together.  It is about the things we are inspired by, the things we love, the life we live, the people and puppy we love and the hope of showing the world what we find to be important.  Being as real as possible, but knowing that life expressed in a blog is one where you do make decisions and the key is always keeping this question – why do we blog – in the forefront of our minds.  We blog to document these memories, to live as authentically as possible.

Emory’s Half Birthday

Our puppy boy is 6 months old! Where does the time go?? It seems like we just picked him out and brought him home. He has grown from that sweet little sleeping one to a spoiled pup. Now he is full of spunk, has a sassy sassy attitude as his own, loves carrots and apples, Bon Iver, car rides, many naps, walks by the Trinity river, mustard yellow sofa pillows, peanut butter filled kongs, stealing blankets at night and is a lover of clothes. Now we know he is just a puppy, though we love him like a family member. He has brought us such joy and laughter. We can’t wait to raise him along little ones (some day if God gives us the gift of  sweet babes) of our own but for now the three of us is just beautiful.