It was one of those weekends where neither my boyfriend nor I could sit still. We talked about happiness and what it meant to us. We talked about what made us happy. Upon finishing the conversation we hopped in the car and drove. We had no plan but decided on Providence. As we were heading into the city we drove past a region of desolate warehouses. It was a weekend and there was absolutely no one around which only added another layer of eeriness to the place. It was quiet, grungy and perfect. As I started walking around I noticed that the air reeked heavily. I freaked out not being able to identify the stench. My boyfriend, just in time, told me it was a poultry factory and meatpacking area. Phewww, because my imagination had already started to wander in the direction of the movie Hostel.

Anyway, the next couple of days will be a little hectic. I'm in the middle of DIYs, both figuratively and literally (I'm squashed between all my supplies on my couch as I type this), but can't exactly show them on here until November because it's for a magazine (details will come)! It's exciting news and I'm looking forward to sharing with all of you what I've been attempting to make (or destroying).