A Perfectly Perrywinkle Giveaway

So, you already know that I love Perry of Perfectly Perrywinkle. But, I also love her blossoming little headband business, and I know you will too. A few weeks ago, Michelle Curl of Curl Photography hosted a photo shoot in Perry’s quaint and quiet Ballantyne neighborhood. Chris Brady Wolfe, my favorite red head, LPGA golfer, former cast member of the Golf Channel’s Big Break, and new mommy, joined us for the adventure.

Perry, also a professional golfer, has recently been working on custom nursery art (I’m currently contemplating having a baby just so I can order one!) and Easter headbands that were specially made to match little girls’ Sunday bests. Oh, and by the way, Perfectly Perrywinkle has also been featured in the 2011 special edition of Golfweek For Her. Just saying. I kind of think she’s a big deal.

Perfectly Perrywinkle caters to ages 0 on up. Most of her headbands are made in youth sizes, but you can custom order for infants or big girls like us. And if it isn’t obvious, we think that Perry’s headbands are perfect for way more than just sitting pretty on Easter.  For example:

Please visit Perfectly Perrywinkle on Etsy to check out her full collection. Or, if you are local to Charlotte, you can find these pretties at Belly Elan in South Charlotte. And since Perry really loves you, she wants to give away a customized made-with-love headband! That’s right – a giveaway! And, lucky you, even if you don't win, Perry is offering buy one get one free to everyone who enters!  Here’s how:

1)  Visit Perfectly Perrywinkle.

2)  Click on the “Perfectly Perrywinkle Facebook” link.

3)  “Like” Perfectly Perrywinkle on Facebook and leave her a comment with “Golfweek Giveaway” and the name of your favorite headband from her Etsy shop.

4)  For extra credit - I know you're an overachiever - you should probably become a follower of Titleless Tess as well.

*All entries must be submitted by midnight on Thursday, May 5th. The randomly selected winner will be revealed both here and at Perfectly Perrywinkle on Friday, May 6th. Perry will contact the winner via Facebook to get the ball rolling on your customized headband!

Thanks, Michelle, for giving us rights to these beautiful photographs.  Did we mention we had a blast during the shoot?  ("I have a ball.  Do you want the ball?")

Easter Treats

This year, we forgoed the Hoe, and headed to the mountains to celebrate Easter with my family. I know forgoed isn’t really a word, but today it is, okay? The day was filled with new board books for Alekzander, my sister’s birthday, an Easter egg hunt, a trip to the park, $5 flats from the Target, a miniature puppy, and way too many treats. I ate homemade Easter pizza while the others were carnivores. Has your dad ever made you Easter pizza? I recommend it. It’s just like Birthday pizza or Wednesday pizza or Christmas pizza, but on Easter. Except this year was my sister’s birthday, so maybe it was EasterBirthday pizza. My dad also made us biscotti. It was maybe the best thing I’ve ever tasted. And it is going to be on my EasterBirthdayWednesdayChristmas wish list every year.

Don’t you love this Alekzander sized dog? I think I need one of each. A baby and a puppy, of course.

Maybe when I’m 29 though.

The Hunt

In our family, you're never too old for an Easter Egg Hunt.

We love the frantic moments of seeing :: running :: racing :: getting :: counting :: collecting.

Everyone wins.  But I think I won biggest.  Or maybe I made that part up.

Catching

I love the sense of adventure the spring weather brings.  Warm breezes mean wasting entire days on the patio of local pubs, and sunny skies mean reading bargain priced middle school novels at the pool and ending up with a week long sunglass tan.  We’re more inclined to do the unplanned – or perhaps even to plan for the unplanned by leaving big planless holes in our plans.  Ryan surprised me with Tuesday night concert tickets, I bought a pair of $5 flats from the Target, and we started a sing along to Bon Jovi at 3am at a pizza parlor.  Little slices of spring time happy make my heart smile.  Things just feel good.

Here are some pictures to hold you over.  (If you can't tell, I'm loving my new iPhone - which has also quickly become my camera of choice.  It's so nice to finally be a part of the rest of the modern world.)

Cranes for Kids.

Sunny Selwyn Pub toes.

A little Friday night bass playing.

23 cranes for Japan.

90s rock and the city on Saturday.

Skyscrapers and quiet. 

Pretending.

I’ve got lots to catch up on.  My B, for example.  Don’t fret if things get a little out of order.  I mean, you do want to hear about Ke$ha, right?  And see the Perfectly Perrywinkle / Michelle Curl photo shoot, yes?

On Colors

Sometimes Ryan and I agree to disagree about colors. He thinks I have partial color blindness and I think he’s crazy. For example, the other night he was telling me that one of his green pillows was flatter than the other. He was very clearly pointing to the pillows on his bed, and none of them are green. None. Not a one. His bedding is gray. And I am one hundred zillion percent sure of it. So I carried his pillow into the kitchen to compare it to the black and gray granite of his countertops, and he sheepishly told me that I was right. We have a lot of trouble in the gray, green, tan, beige, brown category (and I lump them all together because our disagreements include them all – sometimes simultaneously).

And sometimes I tell Ryan that his eyes are green or gray and then the world stops turning because his eyes are one hundred zillion percent blue – according to him. So now I will sheepishly tell him that he is right:

And oh my goodness do I love those bright blue eyes of his.