During a recent run by prospect park, we spotted a discarded scrap of wood on the side of the street. A few cinder blocks later and a good wipe down - a killer $4 bench.
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Tree’s are a blooming! My notorious clipping thief (cough…cough…hub), is filling jars around the house with these little bits of spring…
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Inspiration to get Inked






As 70 degree days are settling in on NYC - Michael and I are both getting obssesively nostalgic over California. Friends, family, the desert, mountains, redwoods…we continue to miss it all the time.
One particular thing we miss - the badass intuition of SOCAL peeps to get as many tattoos as possible.
Sure, sure - Brooklyn kids get tattoos. But in New York, there are insane rent prices, fantastic restaurants around every corner, and of course, fashion. If during my lunch break, I can easily walk into Opening Ceremony, Barneys Co-op, Uniqlo, Jcrew, and Muji in a 45 minute time frame? This is a problem…
Needless to say - we are becoming more responsible New Yorkers, opening this mysterious thing called a “savings account”, and trying to not blow through paychecks as quickly as possible. Thus have a bit more disposable income for other things. Mainly, tattoos.
So far, both of our tattoos are fairly random, pop-art inspired pieces that look rad but have no connected theme.
We’ve been leafing through old botantical books, finding some incredible ideas and definite potential for future pieces…
Mother - I am so sorry if you are reading this, but I promise that people in fashion get pretty much carte blanche to dress/look like crazy people and tattoos will not effect future job prospects
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