.lucky.girl.

so this weekend, i went into the darkroom (yes it's true: i have a darkroom in my house) and developed my first two rolls of film. with chemicals that i mixed up all by myself from scary mushrooming powder that wafted up into my nostrils like the powdered sugar on deadly madeleines. and my film turned out! a bit purple (can't remember if that's good or bad), but there are images on the negatives, and i am thus endlessly proud of myself. i went straight (straight, as in two days later) to the super expensive photo supply store and bought 250 sheets of paper and a few rolls of way, way overpriced film.

and now that i've realized that i really truly have an entire darkroom in.my.house for my own personal pleasure at any.hour.of.the.day i am ecstatic. and i am similarly and suddenly aware that in addition to this darkroom, i have a huge fantastic antique letterpress, bookbinding supplies, and silkscreening supplies. i'm an arts and crafts princess, and i didn't even notice until now. silly girl. the glass overfloweth.

at the quaint little scrapbooking store near my house, i saw a little stack of cards with some of the most crisp lovely little designs on them. i got so excited that i almost died. they are made by a woman right here in home sweet portland, oregon, and she calls her company egg press. let me tell you, she is my hero.

so now i am inspired to .make. the photos and cards and sassy little onesies that i've always dreamed of.

.yay.