A Long Way From Dumbo

A Long Way From Dumbo

I’m not always enamored of animal artwork for the kid’s room because much of the time, you end up with baby-ish images longer than you have actual babies. But in the case of the elephant canvases at Modern Dose, heck, I could live with them in my own...
Doing Good Meets Looking Good

Doing Good Meets Looking Good

I’ve got a thing for alpaca. And not just because my daughter wants one as a pet. (Thanks, Diego.) It’s eco-friendly, it’s soft and warm, and it doesn’t pill. The only thing that can make alpaca accessories more appealing to me is knowing that...
C.W.A. (Cards With Attitude)

C.W.A. (Cards With Attitude)

Nothing lifted my spirits as a new mom like a card in the mail, but the printed sentiments never quite nailed the realities of my situation. Like, Congrats on your baby. Now get ready for your hair to start falling out. So when I found the cards at Motherhood...
Art for All My Sisters and Me

Art for All My Sisters and Me

I don’t have a little girl, but if I did, I’d definitely want to decorate her room with positive, joyful, encouraging, you-can-do-it-girlfriend types of things. Things a little less princess and a little more like the mixed-media artwork of Kelly Rae...
The All-Purpose Thank You Note

The All-Purpose Thank You Note

I’ve been looking for thank you notes that would be equally suited for job interviews, baby gifts, and preschool directors. (God help me). Tall order, perhaps? Not once I discovered the lovely line of m: studio stationery from stationer Margot Madison. Each box...
Bringing the Rat Back

Bringing the Rat Back

I used to look forward to my Chinese great-grandmother’s new year celebration every year — the gorgeous decorations, the yummy food, and new lucky animal. She could even make the boar look cute.But rats? Well, that’s a pretty tough task for...
The Alphabet Spells Her Name

The Alphabet Spells Her Name

It was quite a big deal around here when my daughter learned how to spell her name. And now when we’re out, she points out every Q, the first letter of her name, anywhere we go–which, really, is almost not annoying after the 134th time. So when I saw this...