Workshops combine two of my favorite things: creating and togetherness. Now add Christmas to the mix and I’m in my own personal heaven. I have a sneaking suspicion I’m not the only one who feels this way. Last week, Briana and I got together to do a simple shoot for the upcoming Winter Workshop. It was so much fun and surprisingly relaxing. I would like to thank Taylor Swift, decaf espresso, and the delicious leftover hazelnut coffee cake for making it a wonderful experience had by all.
Here’s a sneak peek of what you can expect at the upcoming workshop. (Scroll down for more info & a link to snag your seat!)
Hello, velvet ribbon. You sweet thing, you. We’ll have a few different colors to choose from for the color block ornaments. Can I tell you a secret?… The “presents” in this photo consist of the following: a box of gf egg noodles, costco toothpaste, and a cookbook.
Join me on Wednesday, November 30th as we kick off the Christmas season with a simple, elegant approach to decor.
What we’ll cover in the workshop:
What you’ll walk away with:
Hope to see you there, friend!
Whether you’ve been gluten free for five years or five days, you know that finding a delicious gluten free biscuit is like finding the perfect Christmas gift for your second cousin. I have been guilty of literally sniffing (almost inhaling) regular biscuits at restaurants because of how much I miss them. Please don’t judge me, I’ve spent four years in a biscuit-less void. So when my sweet grandmother-in-law, “Baba”, sent me biscuit cutters and a Southern Living Cookbook I knew it was time to try to for fluffy, buttery gf biscuits again. And after a weekend of experimentation, I finally found the biscuit recipe my heart desired.
This is one of those times I would much rather sit across from you face to face. I’d rather you were able to hear the tone of my voice, that my facial expression could speak deeper and truer than just words. Because this topic feels so tender to me lately. Disappointment has been an unexpected guest in our house for the last couple months and I was tempted to feel isolated in it. But then I started talking it out. After a few different conversations I realized every single one of us is dealing with disappointment in some way or another.