The Infinite Madness.

Dream Out Loud: Affirmations.

2012-02-10T00:12:00.000-08:00

Affirmations. In Los Angeles people throw around the term, "positive affirmations" as often as Midwesterners say, "pass the butter." It wasn't until December of last year that I became determined to investigate what exactly affirmations were. Is it the latest trend, or a valuable nugget of wisdom? According to the Webster dictionary;

af.fir.ma.tion. noun/ The assertion that something exists or is true.

The definition is straight forward. Still curious post definition, I knew there was more to the "repeating my affirmations" chit-chat that I had overheard discussed at cafes and within artist's circles. In my research I found that affirmations are simply positive mantras or short statements utilized to overcome negative beliefs.

How does it work?

This is my watered down version of implementing positive affirmations. I was inspired by this website when filling my affirmation prescription.

Target the deficient area in your life.
Determine the desired improvement or outcome.
Construct your personalized affirmation. (a sentence or phrase)
Repeat this affirmation with vigor as often as possible.
Write down the affirmation/display where it can be viewed often.
Believe what you are saying.

Allow me to share my personal affirmation that I constructed in December. "I deserve financial abundance and success in my life, and I accept them now." Powerful right? I will be focusing on this affirmation until I master this area of my life. Initially I felt terribly silly saying this statement out loud during the first month. I felt even more embarrassed printing the large, bold phrase and displaying it in my office. I worried what people might think if they saw it in my home. But guess what? After a while I stopped feeling silly. I realized that if I want improvement in that area, I need ownership over it.

I use my affirmation at least once daily. I repeat it as many times as it takes for me to start believing I'm worthy of what I'm saying. On days where I feel overwhelming discouragement I sing my mantra, write it down repeatedly on a paper, or look myself in the eye while stating my affirmation into the mirror. Two months in, and I'm starting to notice a huge difference in my life using this method. I pair affirmations with visualization techniques as previously described here.

Question:
Do you use affirmations? Do you think you could benefit from this tool?

Image fun fact/Debbie Harry Polaroid by way of Andy Warhol.

Creativity Tuesday: Extra, Extra.

2012-02-07T09:53:00.000-08:00

At the top of the year I sat at my desk assessing my goals. I realized that I needed to make some strides outside of my regular routine. If I want to improve myself as woman, actress, mother, wife, friend, etc. than I needed to implement some change. Stepping outside my comfort zone. I couldn't stop thinking about how much I love art. I have always had such a strong connection with the study of art. My enthusiasm for different movements have ebbed and flowed over the years. However, my desire to be around art has never waned, but rather increased to a fiery pitch.

I have always wanted to work at a museum. I told myself when I retire and have a ton of money, I'll volunteer at my favorite location. While regaling this desire I realized, "Why do I have to be retired? Why can't I do it now?" The thought scared me. My self-sensor quickly jotted down a long list of why I shouldn't and or wouldn't be accepted. After reviewing opportunities at my favorite local museum, I decided to take a leap of faith.

I printed out a volunteer work sheet. Filling it out three times until it was perfect. I mailed the application to MOCA, and crossed my fingers. I freaked out when I was invited for an interview with the volunteer director. I wore my second best dress to the interview. I came prepared to discuss in great detail why I wanted to volunteer, and two examples of my favorite modern artists. (I wasn't asked any of that.)

To my surprise I landed the gig! Can you believe it? I will be training next month. Soon you can find me twice a week volunteering at the Museum of Contemporary Art in downtown Los Angeles. I am elated and honored by the opportunity. I look forward to learning more about art, and meeting the artists as they trickle into the space.

What I learned from this experience? Sometimes the greatest obstacle to overcome is one's own mind. As soon as I stopped telling myself no and took action, I was given the desired opportunity. I look forward to giving you more information on the endeavor as it presents itself. Hooray! image via.

Graffiti Spotted in Hollywood.

2012-02-07T09:09:00.000-08:00

Drink up, smoke up, word up. Dig? This piece was spotted in Hollywood by my bunnie. The fact that a cigarello was strategically placed next to it, made it sort of perfect. It reminds me of modern art that I come across at museums and think, "What? How is this art?" But somehow it just works. Here is another piece by the same artist. Would you like to share some street art? E-mail me your photo to ashley.yazzie@gmail.com, and I'll be sure to post your finding.

The Welcome Mat: Ambra's Special Day.

2012-02-06T10:37:00.000-08:00

Yesterday was a hallowed day for the members of my family. Ambra was blessed at church by her father. The day will forever be imprinted in my mind with the feeling of hope. As I was buttoning the tiny buttons on the back of Ambra's dress, I felt a surge of overwhelming love. Bryan and I want to lasso the world for our daughter. Every experience, opportunity and blessing we wish upon her sweet head.

The blessing was poetic, loving, reassuring, and filled with promise for Ambra Mae's life. My heart felt as if it could burst listening to each word unfold. I am thankful for my husband, daughter, mother, sister, and the Nobles being in attendance. The day was made complete by their support and presence. Most of all, I feel great thanksgiving towards my Creator for the gift of my eternal family.

I Heart My City, I Heart Your City: The Countdown.

2012-02-04T13:10:00.000-08:00

Next weekend I'll be in Portland. I can't believe that the much anticipated trip has finally arrived. I'm fantasizing of hopping on a plane (with barf free clothes) to sip ginger ale while reading a book. Aside: I plan on seeing what all this Hunger Games nonsense is about. I'm looking forward to our sexy suite at the Ace Hotel. And I'm totally jazzercized about dating my husband all day and night. Truth: I'm a tad nervous about leaving my baby bunnie behind with grandma. Were you nervous on your first trip without baby?

At any rate, this week I'll be booking reservations for fancy restaurants, packing, and finalizing my desired destination points. But honestly, I can't wait to relax with my bunnie. He just returned home from working in D.C. for two weeks. I sure missed his mug on his extended furlough.

Here's some fantastic travel tidbits I've recently discovered:

Tips for traveling with little ones.
These top ten sweet/sour moments of living in France made me laugh, yet reconfirmed my desire to have a family study abroad.
What's your method of packing? Are you this organized?

Do you live in a fabulous city and want to create a city guide? E-mail me at ashley.yazzie@gmail.com to find out how to participate. image via.

Dream Out Loud: Diane Lives to Love.

2012-02-02T18:46:00.000-08:00

I read an article from Bazaar last week that inspired, and brought tears to my peepers. It's an interview about deep rooted love featuring the effervescent Diane von Furstenberg. Diane is a woman with passion and vigor. I admire her wisdom, integrity, unparalleled style, and how she has lived out her dreams. My favorite quote;

"The first thing about love is that you have to love yourself. No relationship will work unless you do. You have to be hard on yourself, demanding of yourself, but you have to like yourself. You can't be needy. It doesn't matter how much people love you. You cannot be needy. It's very unattractive and a turnoff. And therefore it's a game. That's why it's so important to be independent and have an identity outside your family. Because otherwise it can feel like you have no identity. And that is terrible. It's not becoming, and it's not pretty, and it makes you insecure, and you run into a hole."

I feel such a strong simpatico with this quotation. One of my major concerns before becoming a mother was losing my identity and individuality. I want a career. I want adventure. I want impractical shoes and silk blouses. I want to travel. But I also want to be the best wife I can possibly be to my husband. And I want to blossom into the best case scenario mother for my daughter. I'm four months into motherhood and I feel like I've done a reasonable job balancing my independence with the coziness of family.

I adore the line, "You have to be hard on yourself, demanding of yourself, but you have to like yourself." It is imperative to hold a high personal standard. No one REALLY knows our personal best in the way that we do. Raising the bar for improvement is essential for growth. However, it doesn't mean self-deprecation and self-loathing when we fall short. It's a delicate marriage of knowing where we want to go, while celebrating where we have been. Read the invigorating article in it's entirety.

So tell me, are you independent from your lover or your family? How do you manage your independence?

Soba, you little jerk.

2012-02-02T09:07:00.000-08:00

What I Wore will be back shortly. My mother is visiting, and I feel self conscious taking photos of myself when anyone else is in the house. You know what I mean? What Soba Wore? My clean laundry. He loves to squiggle into a warm load of laundry any chance he can get.

Victory Electric Tattoo Art Show.

2012-01-31T00:00:00.000-08:00

Rachel and Court invited us to an art show at Victory Electric Tattoo. Rachel's brother-in-law Pete was showing some of his work that evening. Imagine my delight when we rolled up to the tattoo shop and saw over fifty bikers and their hogs tenderly parked row by row. I felt like I was on the set of Sons of Anarchy. It was a show in and of itself. Check out baby girl looking like it ain't no thang. The evening marked her third art show.

I was completely impressed by the quality of art displayed at this humble tattoo show. My favorite piece was the 1970's biker mama above. Rachel's sister said I should recreate my own. Wouldn't that be an incredible piece in our home? Honestly, we had more fun mingling with gnarly bikers, than the stuffy gallery we attended the night before. Congratulations on an amazing show and turn out Pete. Street cred: first photo taken by Rachel.

The Welcome Mat: My Spice Cupboard.

2012-01-30T11:55:00.000-08:00

I lucked out with a huge spice cupboard in my new home. Did you know that I worked at Gerbe's, a local grocery store while I lived in Missouri? In fact, I was in the grocer's union. To this day I always "face out" the labels and boxes in grocery stores....and my own home. I used to spend hours facing out rows of goods as part of my duties. It's purely for the aesthetic of the customer. I also enjoy pairing like bottles in families, as well as color coding. Anal retentive? Yes. But exceedingly more shop-able when I'm cooking.

Los Angeles Guide Part 2.

2012-01-27T14:04:00.000-08:00

So, you wanna plan your visit to Los Angeles? I told you where to eat here. Now I'll let you in on the best destination points (besides the beach) for your West Coast itinerary.

Art/

LACMA: The space is gorgeous and the collection of modern art is vast.
MOCA: Love the heart and soul of MOCA. The exhibits are always fresh and changing. A jaunt to down town L.A. is just what the doctor ordered.
The Getty: Truly needs no introduction, but it's breath taking. Engage all five senses high above the city. Bring a picnic to eat on the lawn.
Autry National Center: Great for kids or the kid at heart. Ride a horse in front of a green screen, play dress up, transport yourself to the old west.
The Craft and Folk Art Museum: I adore this humble, colorful museum. Wander the impeccable gift shop post exhibits.

Hike/

Griffith Park: Beautiful scenery, and a gratifying view of the Observatory.
Runyan Canyon: Hike to the Hollywood sign and bump into a cast member of High School Musical.
Bronson Canyon: Love the instant elevation of this hike.

Music+Movies+Theater/

Greek Theater: Take in an epic concert at a remarkable outdoor stage.
Music Box: This medium sized venue is gorgeous while boasting amazing sound.
Vista: I love seeing movies at Vista. It heightens the movie going experience. Trumping the impersonal movie plex of the future.
Cinespia: Watch a movie under the stars at the famous Hollywood Forever Cemetery. Bring a picnic and enjoy the people watching. *Only available during the summer season.
Pantages Theater: Have a hankering to see the latest musical? Go no where else. Think guilded crown molding, sparkling chandeliers, and old Hollywood glitz.

Shopping/

Squaresville: The best one stop shop for affordable, well curated vintage.
The Spice Station: Transport yourself to an international spice bazaar.
Skylight Books: Best local book shop.
Reform School: They sell the cool stuff you see on Etsy + have classes and DIY groups. It's my go-to store for gift shopping. Adorable.
Americana at Brand: If Disneyland were a mall, it would be the Americana. It's outdoors, smoke free, clean, trolleys for the kids to ride, gorgeous fountains, free movies on the great lawn during the summer, and some radical shopping.

Now come back now, you hear? image via.

Dream Out Loud.

2012-01-26T22:59:00.000-08:00

Have you heard of visualization techniques? I can't remember how I was formally introduced to this tool, but I've been using it since childhood. The crux of visualization is to see your heart's desire becoming a reality in your mind. I read a psychology study finding that the brain eventually cannot distinguish between what is imagined, and what has been accomplished.

How is this applicable to achieving your dreams? Every successful individual has believed that they could achieve something great, because they had already seen the end result unfold. Experiment with visualization this month. It helps to key in on your micro goals coming true, as well as the macro. Click here for a quick recipe on visualization.

This is a tool I completely subscribe to. It isn't a fanciful parlor trick. In fact it's a beneficial practice. NASA has used visualization with their astronauts before launching them on missions. Olympians work on seeing themselves crossing the finish line years before a definitive race. I challenge you to work on visualization this week. I find that the best times to work on visualization is right before I go to sleep. See it, believe it, live it. Image via.

Because she's so sweet.

2012-01-24T14:10:00.000-08:00

I don't know a baby sweeter than Ambra Mae. She has recently discovered she has a tongue and sticks it out the side of her mouth. She is laughing a couple times of day, and she is learning to reach for objects. I enjoy watching this angel grow and progress.

Creativity Tuesday: An Illegal Photo at MOCA.

2012-01-24T07:35:00.000-08:00

Two weeks ago I took my little family to MOCA for the new art exhibit. Clearly I didn't see the "no photography" signage, because I snagged this photo prior to being reprimanded by security. I'm glad I didn't see it, because this was the winning piece that made the trip worth while. I adore the seasoned artist's final sentence, "If you want to stunt your growth, be rich." I have to agree with that statement. I feel like I'm at my most creative heights when resources are slim. It's a thrill to make stone soup, so to speak in this life. Do your agree or disagree?

The Welcome Mat: DIY Chalkboard.

2012-01-23T00:00:00.000-08:00

I love the idea of writing messages, menus, lists, and doodles in the heart of the home. Our new kitchen has a clean cut black and white theme throughout. We decided to keep the kitchen a neutral pallet with a glossy white paint. However we wanted to add an accent color to break up the monotony.

Bryan purchased a one quarter width plywood that's 6 feet by 3 feet tall. He drilled the ply onto the wall, and we painted the ply with chalkboard paint. Two coats for best measure. While the board was drying, he spray painted the molding. We opted for a high gloss canary yellow. After sawing the molding to size, he used a nail gun to secure the frame into place. Fantastic right?

Cost of materials: $30.00. Not bad for a large scale, high impact piece. Our kitchen is much snappier, and happier as a result. Thanks for being handy Bunnie.

Los Angeles culinary guide by: Ashley Yazzie

2012-01-20T12:38:00.000-08:00

So you want to know where the locals eat in Los Angeles? You asked for it, and now you're going to get it.

Breakfast/

Home Cafe: It lives up to it's namesake. My favorite breakfast includes the banana walnut pancakes and the vegetarian wrap. Don't forget to order a side of home style potatoes.
Alcove Cafe: I love meeting girlfriends at Alcove. The patio is gorgeous and vast. The people watching is always A+, and you can usually spot a movie star eating egg whites. I always get the tasty Brioche French toast with fruit. Yummers! Bryan builds his own omelet and adds bacon and goat cheese. It never fails to delight. Oh, and get an order of bread pudding to split. It is the best I've ever had.
The Griddle: This local establishment is a right of passage. I love taking out of towners to sample the world's largest, yummiest pancakes. My favorite? Scotch on the rocks: coconut, pecan, oats, and butterscotch. Insider tip: You can request to order a single pancake, since the regular order is too big for even Paul Bunyan to polish off. Arrive early on weekends! The line is around the corner as morning matures.
I ntelligentsia: In Silverlake the hipsters grab their snobby coffee and delicious pastries here (while looking way too cool for school doing so). I love their herbal teas and muffins.
Marston's: I wish I could kiss this eateries macadamia nut pancakes and corn flake French toast this very moment. The space is in a sweet home restructured as a darling restaurant. Sign yourself up on the list as soon as you arrive.

Lunch/

Tacos Deltas: Hands down the best taco shack I've sampled in Los Angeles. There are vegetarian options and daily food specials. I usually get tacos and a side of rice and beans.
Skooby's: If you are taking in the sights in Hollywood, this is a casual, fun stop for hot dogs and fresh squeezed lemonade.
Umami Burger: Best damn burger in town. I get the Manly Burger every single time. Get a side of truffle fries to balance the deliciousness.
Di Carlo Pizzeria: Wood fire oven pizza at an amazing price. I love the Sole and Bianca pies. The salads are noteworthy and hearty.
Godmother's Cafe: Best place to take in lunch after visiting the Getty Villa in Malibu. Get the salmon salad and the wrap, then split it with your buddy. Oh. My. Goodness. Impeccable flavors. Watch people play tennis while you eat.

Dinner/

Berlin Currywurst: The perfect culinary marriage. Pop in for a light supper of wursts at your spice comfort level.
Hugo's: Mouthwatering Mexican food. Get the hard crispy tacos with the Soy Chorizo and honey chipotle sauce. Also, their guacamole and chips are radical. I love that the guacamole is lime forward.
Tropicalia: A relaxed atmosphere to enjoy a taste of Brazil. I love the cheese Empanadas with heart of palm, paired with the Tropicalia salad. Wash down the goodness with a can of Guarana.
Figaro Bistrot: This is my favorite restaurant in Los Angeles. The space feels like I've been transported to Paris, the atmosphere is sexy, and the French food is certifiably insane. Perfect for a fancy girls night out, or a romantic dinner. Try the duck, pate, and macarons.
Craft: If you really want to impress your guests and money is no object, head over to Craft. The food, service, and interior is impeccable. The menu is seasonal based on what's available locally. Bryan and I had the best dinner of our lives at Craft.

Enjoy your stay in the sunshine state! image via.

Dream Out Loud: Choose your friends wisely.

2012-01-19T13:14:00.000-08:00

Did your mother ever tell you to choose your friends wisely? She was unequivocally correct to do so. It's been said that we are the sum of our five closest friends. Our peer group is crucially important because it's from those relationships that we draw inspiration from.

Five years ago I read an article from a local paper that discussed the science behind friendships. The author proposed the idea of people choosing friendships much like they choose mates; based on physical features, financial backgrounds, hobbies, and education. Who are your three closest friends? Could you all switch shirts because you're approximately the same size? Do you make the same median income? Are you at an equal level in education? I couldn't believe that the article had me pegged. I was guilty of all of the above.

For the past month I've been considering this phenomenon closely. I recently returned to work after my maternity leave. I found a completely new staff. Long gone were the peers that have fed my mind with philosophy, literature, cinema, art, and current events. In their stead I found a younger, kindly bunch. However, they are not as educated and passionate about life as my former coworkers. They don't have fire in their bellies. The majority are stagnant and complacent. In short, they do not inspire me, nor do they make me want to try harder.

Upon noting this discovery, I realized that I need to initiate seeking out these friendships on my own. I want to surround myself with passionate, successful people. My thoughts are turned to the above picture. Martin Scorsese, Steven Spielberg, Francis Ford Coppola, and George Lucas have been close friends since they were novices to film. It isn't a coincidence that these four men were personal friends and went on to be the most innovative, prolific filmmakers of their generation. Think of how they assisted one another. Imagine the ideas they bounced back and forth. We are the sum of our five closest friends.

For this week's challenge, take a personal inventory of your friendships. Do they feed and nurture your mind? Do you feel uplifted by their presence? If the answer is no, it's time to implement some positive friendships into your life. If the answer is yes, that's fantastic. Maintain those relationships, and make room for the possibility of new friendships. And finally, be the friend that you want to have. Be interesting, fun, giving, and willing to serve and value those who love you most.

Did you learn something new?

*For a fantastic supplementary article on this topic, click here.

What I Wore: That floral number.

2012-01-18T13:18:00.000-08:00

Imagine my delight when I realized I could fit back into this dress last week. I purchased this floral number a year ago to the month. I'm a huge advocate of dressing up a dress and dressing it down. Throw on some raggedy boots and a military jacket and the dress feels casual. Here's how I made it look fancy pants last year. Ingredient are as follows.

Frock'in Roll Dress: Anthropologie/$97
Military Arms Jacket: F21/$38
Go Gators Belt: Found in the grass by my house
Penny For Your Thoughts Tights: Target/$4.99
Boot-ang Clan Boots: Aldo/$134

Mr. Brainwash Art Show Part 2.

2012-01-17T17:14:00.000-08:00

I can't begin to describe the never ending labyrinth of art displayed at Mr. Brainwash's 2011 Art Show. Floor after floor boasted a different theme and motif. Bunnie liked the tagged couch that read, "Punk is not dead." Indeed. What an exciting display. A few days later I went to a museum that was quiet and didn't allow photography. It made me long for the leniency and energy of this spectacle. Which picture speaks to you? Part 1 of the art show.

Street Art: Spotted by Cindee.

2012-01-17T00:10:00.000-08:00

Check out this innovative street art captured by Cindee on Hyperion in Los Angeles. I enjoy the all knowing, ever present eyes. It reminds me of the personification used in The Great Gatsby. Anyone? Thank you for sharing this golden nugget Miss Cindee. Do you have some thrilling street art or graffiti you would like to share? E-mail me at ashley.yazzie@gmail.com. I'll be sure to post your findings. Happy hunting.

The Welcome Mat: Plant Life.

2012-01-16T04:00:00.000-08:00

I have an affinity for indoor potted plants. Plant life promotes texture, color, and clean oxygen to the home. I recently added these Ikea Sukrar potting elements to a tiny window next to my pantry. Each potting system comes with the chain package. I have vaulted ceilings in my home, so Bryan purchased additional chain at Home Depot to compensate for the height. Pretty, no? For a radical alternative, peek over here.

I Heart My City, I Heart Your City: Keep your change.

2012-01-13T13:38:00.000-08:00

I Heart My City, I Heart Your City makes everyone a local. I am the first person my friends e-mail to ask for advice when planning vacations. I love whipping up ideas for romantic dinners, shopping adventures, and daring destination points. I want everyone to be local. In addition to updates and stories, I'll be answering questions that I receive from e-mails about where the natives eat, shop, exercise, and relax at a city near you. Stay tuned for this exciting series each Friday. Just in time for your weekend plans.

You work hard for you money, so keep it for Pete's sake. I read this article in the Los Angeles Times, and could not believe the money people carelessly left behind at LAX last year. Wait til' you see the national total. Save your coins. Two months ago I was short on cash and cracked open my piggy bank. I was shocked when I rolled $55.00 in change. The extra penny here and there add up. I'm notorious for picking up coins off the ground, and asking for my change back. Maybe you should too. Drop that money into your Roth or 401K, and make that change work for you. image via.

Dream Out Loud Series: Resolute about Resolutions.

2012-01-12T22:32:00.000-08:00

Dream Out Loud is a new series I'm launching on The Infinite Madness. As a dreamer and avid goal setter, I want to share what inspires me to follow my heart. On Thursdays you can look forward to check-ups on my 29 Before 30 Goals, revelatory articles, career updates, and interviews from peers that are dreaming out loud.

The past three weeks I asked fifty people to tell me what their resolutions or goals were for 2012. I was astonished by the median response.

The majority of the fifty answered with, "I don't believe in setting resolutions." Or "I don't want to set myself up for failure." Or "I don't want to say it out loud to be held accountable." I found five people out of fifty that could give me a concrete goal that they intended on following through with. It didn't surprise me that those five were some of my most successful acquaintances and peers. What's the common thread? The individual that sets goals and maintains a high personal standard, actually achieves and improves. On the other side of the spectrum, the forty-five that don't want to take a risk in failing, will be right where they started the year preceding.

I have high hopes for myself. Each September {my Birthday} I sit down and write my goals for the next year. Without fail, I feel excitement and joy when I plan and dream up possibilities. Here is my advice for forming goals:

Mediate on what you want for yourself in the big picture. What does your home look like? What does it smell like? What food is being served in your kitchen? Who is in your home? What kind of clothes are you wearing? What is your dream career? What is your bank account balance? How is your mind, body, and spirit? The more specific you are the better. Allow the vision to unfurl like a screen play in your mind's eye. Don't hold back or sensor.
Jot down what you saw. Write it all down in exquisite detail. Why do you want that specific future for yourself?
Design a blueprint on how you can make that vision a reality. Maybe you assess that your dream life is five years away. What can you do today, this week, month, and year to get closer to those goals? Write down that blueprint. List the micro goals that will bridge you to the macro.
It's not enough to write it down, you must say it out loud. Tell your spouse, friend, or family what your goal is. My yogi friend Sandy once screamed what her dream was on a mountain top. It scared the hell out of her, but she felt empowered after revealing her true heart's desire.
Go to work. Put your blueprint into action. Work on it. Fail. Try again. Fail some more. Work at it from a different angle. Celebrate your successes. Fail again. Try again. Never retreat. K Callan is an actress and accomplished writer of acting books. One analogy that she wrote has burned into my memory bank, "Burn your life raft." Meaning, there is no alternative to your dream. There's only your dream. So you must accomplish it. There's no option for failure.

I'm going to be successful this year. I'm going to dream out loud. I'm going to follow my goals and resolutions. I want you to as well. Now tell me your resolution, then go out and accomplish it.

What Ambra Wore: Her Mama's Romper.

2012-01-12T10:05:00.000-08:00

Is she for real? Because she looks like a genetically engineered super baby. That hair. Those eyes. That soft porcelain skin. That perfect amount of cheek chub. Aaaaack! I'm in love. Ambra's art show get-up was my vintage 1982 romper. She looked positively tasty in that shade of blue. Ambra's ingredients are as follows:

Mama's Blue Bird Romper: Vintage/c/o Mimi
Patent Leather Mary Janes: Dillard's/$16
Skippity-Lou Blue Bow: Target/$6

What I Wore: Museum Get-up.

2012-01-12T09:48:00.000-08:00

I think it's thrilling to pick my costumes for outings. Who am I going to be today? Part of the allure of going to events is the people watching. I'm not big on name brands and designers (although I can identify quality when I see it.) What gets my blood pumping is seeing street fashion. In Los Angeles people dress creatively and fresh. I live for inspiration from the people surrounding me. The art show was filled with the smartly dressed. My ingredients:

Ring My Bell Bottoms: 1970's Vintage/c/o Rachel
Poke the Dots Top: H&M/$32
Knit-Wit Sweater: F21/$32
Be-speckled Oxfords: Vintage/$28
Anne's Heart Pin: The Loved One/$54

Creativity Tuesday: Mr. Brainwash's Art Show.

2012-01-10T17:39:00.000-08:00

I live for street art and graffiti. Imagine my delight when Bryan and I discovered the second Mr. Brainwash exhibition, simply entitled "Art Show 2011." The spectacle was Ambra's first art show! She loved it almost as much as her parents. We left completely inspired and exhilarated.

What I love most about street art is that it is the people's art. The art for this show was located in an abandoned, derelict, warehouse. Every piece was meant to be interactive with the onlookers. Critics were encouraged to be tactile and handle the large properties. We were allowed to take endless photos....with flash!

The music selection was perfection; a chaotic, unstructured jazz compilation. The entire space was an experience for the senses. My heart was overjoyed noting the hundreds of Angelenos in attendance. Most of which looked like they had never stepped foot in a museum in their entire lives. And yet, these people were excited and curious to see what treasures lurked behind each corner.

If you would like to learn more about Mr. Brainwash and the street art movement, go here for my film review. Or check out Mr. Brainwash at his website.

Are you into street art? Should it be seen as an illegal offense?

The Welcome Mat: Living Room Tour.

2012-01-09T12:11:00.000-08:00

Welcome to my new series The Welcome Mat. On Monday afternoons I will be sharing tours from the Yazzie home, DIY projects that Bunnie and I are working on, tidbits on our resources, and what is inspiring me in terms of interior design. Check out my resource guide and additional pictures after the jump.

Welcome Home. Bunnie and I are both design/art buffs. We strive for our home to be a creative, inspiring, and relaxing environment. Our living quarters are Gaston's rustic hunting lodge meets a modern day Marie Antoinette fainting room. My favorite elements of the living room? The velvety blue paint, one-of-a-kind art gallery, colorful book shelves, and our DIY entertainment center.

We purchased the blueprint cabinet off of craigslist. The original owner was an older gentlemen. He was an architect and designed furniture with his son and grandson. The gentlemen kept all of his sketches and renderings in the cabinet. I wish they would have left us a few to peek at!

Living Room Resource Guide:

Italian Leather Couch/craigslist
Art work/friend's art/Silverlake Antiques/thrift stores
Cowhide Rug/New Mexico Flea Market
Train Cart/antiquity acquisition
Deer Head/Z Gallery
Boar's Head/Taxidermy from St. Vincent de Paul's
Throw pillows/Marshall's
Antler Shards/Gem World via Quartzsite, CA
Paint/Old Mill via Dunn Edwards

Are you totally jazzercized about this new series?

A Year of Personal Style.

2012-01-07T11:39:00.000-08:00

What a year for personal style! January I got knocked up and September 29th I had baby Ambra. It was a riot looking at my clothing from month to month. I had already forgotten how small I was in January, and how rotund my belly was in September. I love clothing and accessories. Each scarf, belt, and pair of earrings have a story and represents bits of who I am. What's your favorite accessory?

Street Art Spotted: Normal, Illinois via Janine.

2012-01-03T19:48:00.000-08:00

Check out this vibrant, playful street art from Normal, Illinois. I would love to turn the corner and happen upon this cheery sight. I totally dig the mustache window. Thanks for sharing art from your corner of the world Janine. Do you have some noteworthy street art or graffiti to share? Send photos to ashley.yazzie@gmail.com. I'll be sure to post your artistic findings.

In other news: The Infinite Madness is getting a face lift. I am thrilled that the time is nigh for a revolution. Be sure to check back soon for the unveiling. I have some action packed posts that will be new to the blog. I'll also be continuing some of my favorite posts such as Creativity Tuesday and What I Wore Wednesday.

Ambra Mae's First Christmas.

2012-01-01T12:30:00.000-08:00

I've come to the conclusion.

2011-12-31T00:28:00.000-08:00

The Yazzie family had a very Merry Christmas. Our elation was heightened due to our baby squirrel's companionship. I have an endearing video of Ambra opening her Christmas present from Santa that I will post in the near future.

The day after Christmas Ambra laughed for the first time. Her laughter was a tinkling bell. Her aunt Chanelle was the one who coaxed it out of her. I held my breath. What joy and rapture to hear a child laugh for the first time! That evening I told my bunnie, "I really and truly love being a mother." I do. Motherhood is incredible, and I wish it upon every willing and kindly soul that feels the inclination. I look upon my Ambra Mae's face and see bits of divinity.

What Ambra Wore Wednesday: A Perma-Scowl.

2011-12-21T20:18:00.000-08:00

Ambra wore her new black frock to church on Sunday. She looked picture perfect from head to toe. I couldn't wait to get home and photograph my dumpling at eleven weeks. Well guess what? She cried and through a mega-fit the entire time. So enjoy the humorous fruits of the demon child's temper tantrum. I'm beginning to learn that nothing goes according to plan with children. I love that little sprat, naughty or no.

What's Ambra doing lately? She's is proficient at baby talk {Ehhh-goo, Ehhh-gee, Ehh-gah!} She smiles up a storm, loves bath times, takes naps, and sleeps through the night. She is beloved and cherished by everyone surrounding her. Ambra's digs were c/o Mimi, shoes provided by Aunt Paige, entire outfit by way of Old Navy.

Artist of Note: Brad Kahlhamer

2011-12-20T00:02:00.000-08:00

Bryan and I were initially exposed to Brad's work in 2004 while we lived in Arizona. We stumbled upon his exhibition at SMOCA. I remember the moment when I fixed my eyes upon his art. It transcends, amuses, and haunts all at once.

Brad is a Native American artist that was adopted as a child. His work winks at his heritage, in which he feels alienated. In many of his pieces he utilizes animals, instruments, and bits of his conflicted culture. Fall in love with my husband's favorite artist; the brilliant Mr. Brad Kahlhamer.

Self-Evaluation/Mi Reflejo.

2011-12-19T11:08:00.000-08:00

I could burst. I really and truly could. This week has been filled with a myriad of ideas, memories, dreams, and free thinking. I made some time to sit in my office and think up goals and dreams for my 29 Before 30. I lit a candle and listened to gorgeous music to evoke the best version of me. The list I drummed up is outrageous. I'm surprised at how contrasted it is compared to last year's list. I cannot wait to get started....and I actually already have.

#24 Read Frequently to Ambra has been in full effect. We have been reading 1-2 books an evening together. I cherish that time. Holding baby squirrel in my arms. Gently rocking back and forth as I read and turn pages. I have such hope and affection for my present and immediate future. {see the rest after the jump.}

Yesterday was my eighth wedding anniversary. We spent the day together as a family. My heart was full of my husband. Does it seem like eight years? You betcha. We have been through so much together. Bryan's races during his running days, his graduation from Arizona State University, my theater productions and film screenings, art exhibits, fashion shows, a grab bag of jobs, two trips to New York, and exploring Arizona and New Mexico. We moved from Tempe to Los Angeles to pursue my acting. In the process Bryan was able to to heighten his dreams and tap into amazing opportunities with his career and music. Three years ago we adopted a puppy named Soba. We've made life-long friends. We've argued, then apologized to kiss and make-up. We got pregnant. We have Ambra, the prettiest and sweetest baby this side of the Mississippi. We have everything because we have each other.

Last night I pulled out my notebook to share my 29 Before 30 goals and explained them to Bunnie in exquisite detail. "Can't I just read them to myself, and ask questions if I have any?" he asked kindly after ten minutes of my talking and only being on #4. "Absolutely not. I need to explain each of the goals to you, so I can see your reaction." He laughed. We sat crossed legged facing each other on the couch. I continued to rattle off my hopes. He smiled and listened. We planned. We hugged. I wish I could define my life with Bryan. It's exciting, unpredictable, funny, and constantly interesting. Bryan is the love of my life. And I'm starting to suspect that I am his. I can't wait for today, tomorrow, and forever with my fella. Happy Anniversary!

Ashley's Bake Shop.

2011-12-16T10:49:00.000-08:00

It just isn't Christmas without dirtying every dish and spoon in my kitchen. Sister came over this week and baked sugar cookies with me until 2am. The recipe we used is from my dear friend Janine. Urban legend has it that the recipe was illegally seized via breaking and entering into a friend's home. A certain young lady was unwilling to hand over her secret family recipe. Her friends decided to take matters into their own hands. Now that is a rad recipe story.

Ambra's Stephens College Baby Shower.

2011-12-13T20:16:00.000-08:00

Ambra was the guest of honor for her fourth and final baby shower. This shower was extremely close to my heart because the attendees were comprised of my Stephens College alumnae sisters. We met for brunch at the charming French Quarter restaurant in West Hollywood. The requested gift of the soiree was a beloved childhood book to build Ambra's library.

I didn't expect how emotional I would feel seeing the books that my daughter will learn to read with. Each inscribed by my dear college friends. What an overwhelming experience! Eight years ago this month I graduated from Stephens. My years in Missouri were truly some of the best in my life. I'm thankful for the valuable friendships I've forged and maintained. Thank you, thank you to Katie and the gals for throwing this wonderful event for baby girl.

Graffiti Spotted: On Berendo Street via Husband.

2011-12-13T19:07:00.000-08:00

Today's street art was spotted by my husband. He found this work on the sidewalk while on a stroll with Soba. What do you think the artist meant by drugs versus dirt? Do you think there is significance to the art being placed on the sidewalk? Thank you Bunnie for thinking of my Creativity Tuesday.

If you happen to stumble upon any noteworthy graffiti or street art, please send your photos to ashley.yazzie@gmail.com and I'll be sure to post your findings.

Be still my heart.

2011-12-12T15:37:00.000-08:00

I walked into my living room to discover this precious scene. There is something so alluring about a man that is an excellent father. And Ambra. Oh, that little cherub! Her face looking at Bryan's with complete adoration.

Fun With Film: Ambra and Soba left to their own devices.

2011-12-09T13:18:00.000-08:00

28 Before 29 Wrap-Up.

2011-12-09T01:25:00.000-08:00

A year ago I made a list of goals to ensure my 28th year would be exciting and successful. Some of those goals were outlandish, scary, and sort of impossible. But that was the point of the exercise. I loved reaching for Jupiter and trying my hand at each dream. I didn't accomplish all of my goals, but I did make some personal strides.

#3 Go to Paris. At the turn of 2010 I made plans with some girlfriends to take a feminine sojourn to Paris. That dream has been embedded in my heart since girlhood. In my mind's eye I would take a cheesy picture in front of the Eiffel Tower to document my realized dream. I did visit the Eiffel Tower. Just not in the manner that I expected. Enter #14 Book an awesome Indie Film. I was cast in Take-Out, as the female lead in an amazing film. One of the pivotal scenes takes place in front of a replica of the Eiffel Tower that my on-screen boyfriend created for me. So, technically I visited Paris. I took a picture in front of the tower, and it was magical.

#7 Learn how to bake a proper pie and cheesecake. I did it! I nailed an apple, pumpkin, and pecan pie. Wow, they were scrumptious. I didn't try a cheesecake. I'll have to work on that this coming year. I love me some pies.

#4 Move to a gorgeous new space in Los Angeles. We moved into our beautiful home in August. Slowly we are making the apartment our own. Paint is up in our living room and Ambra's nursery. I look forward to revealing additional sneak peeks and tours of our home.

#16 See fall leaves. I worship fall. 'Tis blasphemous to say, but I truly do. Orange, gold, and yellow leaves make my heart skip a beat. I live for hot cocoa, warm, mulled cider, and pumpkin scones. This year fall brought a new meaning to my life.

#1 Get Pregnant. I've had a strong urge to be a mother for quite some time. I'll let you in on a secret. When Bryan and I felt the time was right for us to start a family, we decided to pray about the matter. We wanted to include our Father in heaven on such an important, life changing decision. We prayed in January regarding a baby. Both Bryan and I received answers to our prayers in our own specific ways. We knew through inspiration that the time was indisputably, positively correct. I've never had a prayer answered quite so quickly. Ambra came to us nine months later.

The second best day of my life was September 30, 2011. Second only to the day I was sealed to my sweet husband. When Ambra was born it was like meeting someone I've always known. She is exquisite beyond description. Bryan and I are at her knees with admiration and unparalleled awe.

#6 Read 28 Books. I didn't even come close to accomplishing this goal! But I read some amazing literature during my 28th year. A handful of my favorites:
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
The Diving Bell and the Butterfly
What Was I Scared Of?
Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim
Bossy Pants
Seven Habits of Highly Effective People

#17 Try something that scares me and #27 Put together my own production. I conceptualized a webisode entitled Andi of Angoura Hills. I wrote the project, casted it, scouted artisans for directing, hair, make-up, and I received authorization to shoot the project at amazing locations through Screen Actors Guild. I've never been so scared in my entire life. We didn't get to shoot as planned due to circumstances outside of my hands. However, we hope to shoot this coming year. Our dream will be a reality! I continue to be frightened out of my mind. But believing in myself and materializing this project will be a monumental personal victory!

#9 Make two new friends. I feel like I've hit the friendship jackpot lately. Since my last Birthday I've become close{er} to Christy, Bernie, Erin, Jen, Rachel, Anna, Kira, Sandy, Katie, and numerous others. I have been inspired by these new found friendships. These women make me laugh. They push me forward. They allow me to complain and laugh too hard at my own jokes. They are fantastic. {photo} I am pleased with my 28 Before 29 goals. I'll be constructing my new list very soon. Some of the fun goals I made but didn't accomplish:

Get an agent
Learn how to sew
Master my Spanish
Buy a wedding picture
Take violin lessons

Spotted: Street Art on Lexington Road.

2011-12-06T09:57:00.000-08:00

This local dumpster is covered in a graffiti lasagna; topped with a street artist's poster, then layered with additional graffiti. I truly enjoy Marley's thought provoking art. I have captured another piece of Marley's work here. This piece in its entirety read, "I hope I never get what I want." Every time I drive or walk by this propaganda, I've thought about that idea. It seems to go against the American dream. But after much thought, I must concur with Marley. I hope I never get everything I want. I need a challenge. I crave the struggle. How about you? Do you hope you never get what you want?

Left me breathless today.

2011-12-05T15:05:00.000-08:00

So Very Rentable: Water For Elephants.

2011-12-02T15:01:00.000-08:00

In a sea of dreadful new releases at Blockbuster, Water For Elephants was a shining beacon of hope. The film is a Big Fish meets The Notebook genre. Robert Pattinson broke my heart as the handsome, bright eyed veterinary science student. Reese Witherspoon was magnificent in both manner of packaging and characterization. She was broken down like the cars filled with exotic circus animals. While Christoph Waltz brings to life a gregarious villain with fascinating complexity. Pass over Thor, Captain America, and any other sludge that impedes your path to this flick.

What I Wore Wednesday: A scarf as a vest.

2011-12-01T14:42:00.000-08:00

Truth Bomb: This photo shoot lasted about four minutes prior to water works. I had little to nothing to choose from in terms of usable photos. Those are the woes of a new mama. What have I been wearing recently? Scarves. They hide a multitude of sins. I'm using this tribal inspired, rectangle scarf as a vest. I wrap a belt around to create a waistline. I'm currently wearing a combination of maternity, and pieces from my original wardrobe. Some days I get frustrated because I can't put on my regular clothing. Some days I laugh at my silliness. Other days I cry. But every day I remind myself that I'll get back to my old size. Looking at Ambra makes this odd process sublimely worth every wardrobe meltdown. Ingredients are as follows:

Black Heart Procession T: F21/Gifted
Tribal Scarf: F21/$16
LLama Mama Jeans: Gap Maternity/$49
Alligator Skin Belt: Thrifted/$1.99
Roadie Boots: Vintage Aldo/$125

Graffiti Spotted: East Hollywood Warehouse and Guest Blogging.

2011-11-29T12:13:00.000-08:00

Oh, excuse me Hollywood....Thanks for rockin' it with dazzling graffiti lately. Ambra and I were walking down Santa Monica Blvd. when we spotted an enormous, colorful warehouse. It is quite the spectacle. In other exciting news; I was asked to guest blog on the topic of being comfortable in my own skin. Check out what I said over at Janine's blog. She's a noteworthy writer, mother, wife, and one of my best friends since freshman year of high school.

That Little Face.

2011-11-27T11:14:00.000-08:00

Ambra Mae at eight weeks old. Our baby girl is getting impossibly cuter each day. Her cheeks are the perfect chunkiness for kissing. Her hair becomes increasingly wilder by the day. I love her blue eyes to bits. I am weak for her smiles and sparse baby speak. I appreciate the recent development of her deciding it's okay to sleep.

I cannot believe how lucky Bryan and I are to be her parents. At our Thanksgiving table our greatest source of gratitude was geared towards our child and one another. I am in love with my family.

Something like a Los Angeles Fall.

2011-11-26T17:25:00.000-08:00

Oreo.

2011-11-25T10:22:00.000-08:00

Proof that we were naughty; Amber preparing Oreo shakes for breakfast, Soba dressed like an Oreo, and Ambra looking concerned about our breakfast judgment call.

The Best Surprise.

2011-11-23T09:57:00.000-08:00

My best friend Amber lives in New York City. I live in Los Angeles. Could we live any further apart? Sadly, we haven't seen each other in person for three years. Imagine my delight when she called me Monday night, and asked if I could pick her up at the airport in a few hours. I was over the moon, past Jupiter happy. Amber helped me with dishes, cuddled with baby squirrel, watched 34 episodes of The City with me, and forced me to eat three home made Oreo shakes. I love this lady with all my heart.

Graffiti Spotted: East Hollywood

2011-11-22T10:29:00.000-08:00

Last night Ambra and I went on a long walk around our neighborhood. We were finally able to photograph a charismatic, large scale graffiti installation. The colors and execution are incredible.

Cocktail Ring for a Bunnie.

2011-11-22T10:04:00.000-08:00

Last weekend I picked up this little charmer at a funky, new store in Los Feliz called Cowdipity. And yes, that is a bunny, for a bunnie. P.S. isn't my nail polish a dream come true?

The sweetest photo shoot.

2011-11-20T14:39:00.001-08:00

A few weeks ago Court's lovely sister {Megan} did a photo shoot at our new home. She captured our newborn daughter perfectly. Megan was patient, kind, and completely talented. When I saw these images for the first time I was misty eyed. There aren't words requisite enough to describe the complete adoration and pure love I feel towards Bryan and Ambra. We are a family. It's real. She's truly here at last, and Bryan and I are better because of her.

Creativity Tuesday: Finding Time.

2011-11-15T10:46:00.000-08:00

This is my first week flying solo during the daytime, as my mother just returned to Arizona. In efforts to get my baby on a schedule, I'm trying to introduce Ambra Mae to NOT being held. She prefers the snuggle, and lets face it-so do I. But showering, paying bills, writing, and eating need to be part of my life. Yesterday was awesome. She was a peach and took her first nap over 20 minutes (yeah, she doesn't sleep either-ever.) The nap was nearly three hours in duration. I was able to get some serious progress made in her nursery. I can't wait to get it finished. The theme is "A Native American Princess meets L.A." I'm trying to give a nod to Ambra's Native heritage, while mixing in her mama's California girl attitude. Sneak peeks to come.

Purple Mountains Majesty: Arizona.

2011-11-14T10:36:00.000-08:00

Ambra met her greats.

2011-11-14T10:32:00.000-08:00

This weekend past our little family {complete with Soba} journeyed to Arizona for a tiny visit. Our six week old bunnie simply had to meet the remainder of her great grandparents. Above Ambra is being held by her great grandma Charlotte. They became fast friends.

Above Ambra is having an intense staring contest with her great grandpa Rollin. Note that baby girl looked like a cherry chip cupcake for the day. Her sweet outfit was a gift from her Mimi Patsy. We dropped off my mother as part of the weekend's duties. My mother was a trooper. She was with me for two months. She put up with my insane, unreasonable pregnant hormones. She was present for the birth of her granddaughter. Then she helped me figure out how to be a mama. I can't thank her enough for all the laundry she washed, every dirty dish that was scrubbed, holding the baby so I could shower, and for all of the mental cheer leading. It was hard leaving her behind. But apparently it's time for me to fly solo. Insert frightened sob here. Thank you mom. I have a new found admiration for you now that I am a mother myself.

Felicity and my friends around the web.

2011-11-11T12:48:00.000-08:00

My mum and I just finished watching the 84th, and final episode of FELICITY. I love it now as much as I loved it then. I think I've finally reconciled that Felicity and Ben were meant to be. Noel and Felicity were just too much alike. It's sort of like when Ben and Felicity were studying in their O-Chem. class together and were discussing how opposites attract....that's them.

Anyway, I have two friends that I'm bursting with pride over. My best friend Amber is officially a Birth Doula. Don't know what that is? Neither did I! Check out her lovely, nouveau website {here.} You might recognize some members of my family in the photographs. Congratulations Amber! Also, my dear friend Elizabeth recently launched her brilliant culinary website {here.}, and added her tasty, fresh blog tune-up {here.} Elizabeth is an exceptional friend, pastry chef, and inspired candy woman. Hooray for friends being professional forces to reckon with.

What I Wore Wednesday; New Make-Up and Hair.

2011-11-10T09:36:00.000-08:00

Here's the absolute truth. I felt beautiful prior to my pregnancy. I had been running, hiking, and doing yoga consistently. I was in the best shape of my life. During pregnancy I felt absolutely gorgeous. I loved my round belly, soft skin, shiny hair, and I had curves for days. What surprised me, and has made me frustrated-is that I've been really tough on myself since delivering. I want my body back instantly. I want to wear my jeans, sassy dresses, and my rad collection of outwear since the weather has shifted. But guess what? I can't. Not yet. I'm drowning in my maternity clothes and I can't fit into my regular size. Why am I revealing this? Because over the last couple years I've worked extremely hard in learning to love my body. And I'm disappointed that I'm not cutting myself a break like I thought I would. I also hope that by being honest, someone else will benefit from my story when they are in the same position. What I'm doing to keep my spirits lifted?

Reaching out to mothers for advice.
Experimenting with bold make-up.
Going on walks with Ambra.
Noting the progress. 14lbs. down/16 lbs. to go.
Buying a few fourth trimester elements for my wardrobe.

Creativity Tuesday: Interior dreams REALLY do come true.

2011-11-09T11:51:00.000-08:00

For three years I have been pining after the sexy silhouette of the Kartell Ghost Chair. Yesterday I obtained two. I drove down to Santa Ana to the shadiest of warehouses. The blood diamonds were literally purchased in a back alley deal. What wouldn't a woman do for her interior dreams to come to fruition? The chairs are beyond elegant and sophisticated. Every time I walk by the kitchen I smile. I'm freaking out. What's your interior crowning jewel?

The Best Sort of Friends.

2011-11-07T19:54:00.000-08:00

The best sort of friends bring homemade banana bread, and tasty macarons in vivid hues. Rachel left me some of my favorite things at my door step, upon my return from the hospital. It was truly the sweetest gesture. Every girl needs a Rachel in their lives.

My Short Film; Sweet Apple Pie.

2011-11-04T19:57:00.000-07:00

My Freshly Baked Apple Pie.

2011-11-03T10:42:00.000-07:00

Halloween According to Ambra.

2011-11-03T10:32:00.000-07:00

This Halloween was notably more low key than the years prior. I didn't make any decorations, sugar cookies weren't baked, pumpkins weren't carved, and the Yazzie Chili party had to be canceled this year. We just couldn't do it. Truth bomb: I'm lucky if I get Ambra and I showered by 3pm. Seriously. I laugh at my pre-newborn self, who drummed up all the wonderful projects I would complete on my maternity leave....ha, ha, ha. Slower paced as we were, Ambra was the sweetest bear in town. She was tired beyond repair during the photo shoot. I adore my little family.

Halloween Teaser.

2011-11-01T23:34:00.000-07:00

Here's a scrumptious tease of my tiny, sugar bear from Halloween. More heartbreaking pictures to come. I mean, come on....that little face.

Graffiti Spotted in Marina del Rey, California.

2011-11-01T23:25:00.000-07:00

Today I attended my first commercial audition post pregnancy. Was I ready? Yes. It felt good to be back in auditioning mode. And the truly fantastic part? I didn't get anxiety riddled because if I don't get it-I'm much too busy with baby Ambra to even care. I had fun, I felt sharp, and the location was nestled next to the beach. On my walk back from the audition, I stumbled upon the above graffiti stencil. It was a rad find, and the perfect offering for my creativity Tuesday.

Three paint samples.

2011-10-31T16:05:00.000-07:00

Which one did we choose?

Family Picture.

2011-10-26T11:10:00.000-07:00

This impromptu snapshot is our first family portrait. I can't believe we are parents. There is nothing more rock 'n roll than having a baby.

Slumber Party.

2011-10-24T19:41:00.000-07:00

Baby Ambra and I have a slumber parties every single night. We stay up late, sing songs, eat treats, laugh, cry, tell secrets, and yes-we have pajamas in the same color scheme. Having a daughter is like warm cookies pulled from the oven, then triplicated by infinity. I have a three-week-old baby bunnie, and she is positively the greatest of all my creations.

The Best Wursts.

2011-10-23T18:50:00.000-07:00

I've been cooped up at the homestead since baby Ambra was born. While I treasure each sweet moment with my newborn daughter, I have to get out of the nest and be an individual. I made a credo with myself to continue to explore and challenge myself postnatal. I have a theory that I'll be a better, refreshed, and infinitely more inspired mama as a direct result. On Friday Rachel, my mother, and I went to a pop up shop opening at Reform School, then sampled wursts at a new restaurant.

Where you ask? In Silverlake at the charming, savory Berlin Curry Wurst. The location is nestled next to the best gelato in L.A. {Pazzo Gelato}. Curry and Wursts are the perfect culinary marriage. I cannot wait to return with my Bunnie for a delicious date. We will probably sneak kisses while leaning over the table.

Street Art Spotted in Silverlake, CA.

2011-10-23T18:23:00.000-07:00

On Friday evening Rachel, my mama, and I went to the Christmas pop up shop opening of Reform School. We had a lovely evening wandering the store, nibbling treats, and dreaming up projects. Reform School is my favorite sweet somethings shop in Los Angeles. On the exterior of the store, the artist "becca" added yet another 1960's tribute. Remember her primary piece captured {here?}

Street Art Inspires

2011-10-17T19:14:00.000-07:00

Art is created to retrieve a reaction out of the spectator. I recently stumbled upon the 2010 Best of Street Art list, and I was completely entranced. The art evoked laughter, anger, nostalgia, and in a few cases-tears. Click {here} for the entire list, and links to additional works by the artists.

Ambra Mae.

2011-10-11T19:29:00.000-07:00

Here are some candid moments with our baby bunnie. I love the photo of papa and baby bunnie sleeping, Mimi hugging her first grandchild, and big brother Soba watching over Ambra. I'm still healing, and working on being a mum. I'll be back soon.

Baby Bunnie's Arrival.

2011-10-07T00:38:00.000-07:00

Ambra Mae Yazzie arrived September 30, 2011 at 2:37pm. She weighed a slight 6 pounds and 12 ounces. My daughter is positively enchanting. I look at my child and ache with happiness. Her shock of black hair, twinkling gray eyes, and sweet natured temperament keep me utterly transfixed. Bryan was my coach and champion throughout my delivery. His words were calming and reassuring as I breathed through each difficult contraction. His hands held mine as I clasped them for borrowed strength. There has never been a more supportive, engaged, and loving mate and father as my Bryan. We went into a building as two, and left that same space as three. Our lives have miraculously shifted forever.

What I Wore Wednesday: I'm Back!

2011-09-29T11:59:00.000-07:00

I would like to thank {all three} of the readers that encouraged me to bring back 'What I Wore Wednesday.' It feels good to be back. Plus it's amazing to see quite how big that bump of mine has grown over the last couple months. This is what nine months pregnant looks like on mama bunnie. I'm feeling anticipation, odd fatigue, constant hunger, and pleased to be on maternity leave. I would like to point out that NONE of my clothes are maternity gear. This is one of my favorite sassy outfits. Ingredients are as follows:

Double pleated skirt: Squaresville/$22
Van Gogh Purple T: H&M/$9.99
Golden Clam Shell Belt: UO/$9.99
Shock of Corn Clip-ons: Thrifted/$0.99
Flattery Flats: UO/$12
Candy Corn Clutch: Aldo/Gifted

Perfection in Scone form/aka: Birthday Breakfast.

2011-09-28T13:10:00.000-07:00

My Birthday Sunrise.

2011-09-28T13:08:00.000-07:00

Mom wants these more than baby bunnie.

2011-09-26T17:00:00.000-07:00

Dear Etsy, Thank you for being the big sister that I always longed for. You have all the answers. These crochet confectionery rattles are just what baby bunnie never knew she always wanted. I cannot wait to receive these darlings from {this} brilliant artist. {Insert girlish squeal here.}

It's 4pm, I should be leaving for work....but I'm NOT.

2011-09-26T16:15:00.000-07:00

My last shift prior to maternity leave was last Friday. And right now it's 4pm on a Monday afternoon. Normally I would be driving to work, making myself an Arnold Palmer, and clocking in....but I'm NOT! I don't have to go. Today I slept in and took in a relaxing bath. I brewed myself my first cup of fall tea-then promptly sipped it while catching up on internet what-nots. It was sort of perfection.

In the afternoon I went to the laundromat and washed some clothes. This is my first time using a coin-op, public laundromat. {An inner city specialty.} I didn't think I would like it, but I do. Truth be told, I sort of look forward to it. I get all of my laundry done at once, then take it home folded and sorted. While I'm waiting I read a book, check my e-mails, write letters, or walk over to 711 and get a snack. It's an extremely gratifying chore. Today I feel happy. How about you?

Warm Breakfast.

2011-09-22T13:33:00.000-07:00

This morning felt like fall. This afternoon-ehhhhh, not so much. But let us go back to the morning! When I drug out the trash can at the crack of dawn, the air was chilly and there was a low blanket of eerie mist. Fall? Could you really, and truly be coming? I've missed you. Oh, how I've missed you. This morning I made some piping hot cinnamon rolls (from the tube) paired with freshly cut cantaloupe. It was a warm and inviting start to my day. The pretty dishes made everything that much more fanciful.

Chatter.

2011-09-19T10:27:00.000-07:00

(Self-Portrait last week.) The past month has been overwhelming. The moving process from apartment A to apartment B was obnoxious. Although my mother and I have been working as hard as possible, our progress is stunted because I am slow. I get super tired relatively easy. I've been wrestling with the physicality and long hours of my job. Up until recently pregnancy has been a snap. However, baby bunnie is getting stronger and bigger daily. Not to mention her impressive Judo chops and round house kick practice. I feel optimistic that progress will begin to show, and I'll have our home ready in time for baby bunnie's debut. Plus, this is my last week of work! Which will help me out immensely. Here's what has me smiling:

Aunt Evvie sponsoring the car seat.
Organizing my bedroom closet.
Freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.
Work being completed Friday.
Bryan returning from Philly!
Stamping my Thank You Cards.
Working on baby bunnie's room.
Painting our walls.
Reading.
Time for relaxation.

What TO say to an Expectant Mother.

2011-09-17T13:33:00.000-07:00

Remember when I gave my two cents about what NOT to say to an expectant mother {here?} As promised, I'm back with some sweet somethings that I've relished in hearing over the past few months. May I suggest one of these phrases to offer to the expectant mamas in your life?

You look positively radiant/beautiful/glowing. {It means oh, so much. Particularly when you feel a tad too large and in charge.}
You're -------- months pregnant? But you look so small! {Love this one.}
You are going to be the best mother.
Congratulations. {Short and sweet.}
You make pregnancy look effortless.
You make pregnancy look fashionable. {That's a huge triumph and compliment.}
I'm truly happy for you.
What can I do to help you out?
Let me get that door/bag/heavy object for you. {Soooo appreciated.}
Here, take my chair.

Take Ten.

2011-09-14T09:34:00.000-07:00

My mom has been visiting with me for a week. It has been such a great help having my right hand woman assist me. Particularly since my Bunnie is in Philly for the next two weeks. Mom and I have been cleaning, organizing, re-watching Mad Men, taking inventory for the baby, and trying to squeeze in some meal times, and my shifts for work. The truth be told, I get tired so easily. I require more ten minute breaks than I care to admit. Yesterday we stopped for a smoothie, and admired the perfect peaches we purchased. (Love me some alliteration.) My mom is so radical, she's badical.

Los Angeles Family Baby Shower.

2011-09-12T10:15:00.000-07:00

Last Saturday I enjoyed my third baby shower with my California family. My mother and sister were the hosts and made the night extremely hollowed. I loved all of the distinct details; a colorful spectacle of fresh flowers, the pom-pom garlands, rubber duckies, and sweetest party favor buggy boxes filled with candies. I am grateful for not only my biological family, but the family I have forged here in Angel City. My heart swells just to think on them.

I was talking to Cindee at the party, confessing how thrilled I am for my daughter to know my friends. None of my closest friends have children, and I sort of love that. My baby bunnie will grow up much like I did, being surrounded by adults, treated like an adult, and as a direct result-thinking she is a short adult. It's starting to sink in that this baby is coming. I have five more weeks until the due date. Five. I'm going to be a mother. People are going to refer to me as a "mom." It's all extremely thrilling and frightening all packaged together. As most rewarding endeavors usually are.

Crazy, Sexy, Cool News Revealed:

2011-09-09T12:37:00.000-07:00

Okay, the time has come to let you in on the crazy, sexy, cool news. A few weeks ago Bryan entered a design contest for work {U.O.}. He came up with some sensational ideas to implement for the holiday floor sets. Well, guess what? He won. Allow me to ~~tell~~, brag about the winnings:

Airline tickets for two.
Three days/nights at the Ace Hotel.
$500 in spending money.

We have decided to explore the city of Portland together. We CANNOT wait to have a full-fledged, tres adult, mucho cool kids vacation. I mean, wow. This is a dream come true. Tickets? An amazing hotel? An enchanting city? So far my plans are visiting Voodoo Doughnuts, Powell's City of Books, trolling the Pearl District, Tasty 'N Sons for breakfast, and Beast for dinner. We are thinking about February for our trip. It will be a tasty something to look forward to when combating the post-holiday blues. Plus it will give baby bunnie some time to grow. If you have any rad destination stops for us in Portland, please let us know. I am so stinking proud of my Bunnie....and I'm super excited to have an adventure to look forward to.{none of the above images are mine.}

Sneak Peeks: Nouveau Chateau Yazzie.

2011-09-06T09:56:00.000-07:00

I am overjoyed showing you the fruits of our labors. The above images are sneak peeks into our new home. We have oodles to sift through, organize, unpack, and sell. However, the box maze is now absent. Triumphant! Bunnie has been my champion throughout this move. He deserves gobs of kisses and treats for his hard work. My mum just came into town last night. We are going to work on getting ready for the baby while Bunnie travels to Philadelphia for holiday prototype. Also, stay tuned for some amazing news. I CANNOT wait to tell you the details!

See ya, wouldn't want to be ya.

2011-09-02T07:21:00.000-07:00

It's official: we are moved into our new apartment. Whew! I never want to move while pregnant again. Turns out it's sort of a miserable option. I am so glad that I am done with our place on Los Feliz. Our new home is quiet and serene. I hear crickets chirping by my window, as opposed to the hustle and bustle of a main street.

I want to say good bye to the creeper in my complex, whom I'm convinced is a cereal killer. I swear he has dismembered body parts hidden under his floor boards. Good riddance to the man in #17 who exclusively wore deep armpit tank tops year-round. Adios to the roach festival. Sayanara to Bryan being the resident tech support and handy man. I bid it all adieu. I am also grateful for the good times; hosting our annual Pumpkin Carving and Chili Party, family dinners, Christmas mornings, jam sessions, Actors Anonymous meetings, welcoming Soba into our home....all of those memories are warm and cozy. But that was then, and now....Bryan, Soba, baby bunnie and I are on to bigger and better things. I look forward to making this gorgeous, new space into our dream home. The above images are from the old casa.

Get your art on.

2011-08-28T21:08:00.000-07:00

I love art. I wish I could wrap my scrawny arms around lady art, and tell her how much she has meant to me in my life. I clapped my hands with glee when I saw this user friendly guide to famous artist's stylistic movements. Image found {here.}

So NOT Rentable, but totally hilarious; Mega Python Vs. Gatoroid.

2011-08-27T06:57:00.000-07:00

Coined as "2011 Monster disaster film," by Wikipedia, Mega Python Vs. Gatoroid lives up to your lowest expectations. One uneventful evening Bryan selected the ludicrous title off of our Netflix online streaming. It was so utterly, astonishingly laughable that we watched the entire duration. I don't know what was worse; the 1980's pop divas that starred in the movie (Tiffany and Debbie Gibson), the low grade CGI battles (seriously claymation would have been more frightening), or the impossibly desperate script. Either way-if you have way too much time on your hands, please watch this train wreck. It is the best worst movie you'll ever see.

Spotted: Street Art from Chelsea, New York {via Amber}

2011-08-25T07:06:00.000-07:00

Amber sent me the prettiest street art photos that I've ever seen. I am completely in awe of the mammoth scale, intriguing composition, and the vibrant colors. Leave it to the isle of Manhattan to completely wow us with their street art. If you happen upon noteworthy street art or graffiti, send your photos to ashley.yazzie@gmail.com and I'll post your findings.

What NOT to say to expectant mothers.

2011-08-23T10:08:00.000-07:00

I meet countless amounts of people when I work. Because I'm in the business of hospitality, I interact with these people in an intimate setting. I also have the great pleasure of wearing my own clothes and exuding my personal style. I suppose the masses feel that we have some sort of personal bond, or connection that allows them the right to say whatever they want to me. I have heard just about everything that could be said to an expectant mother. Since being an expectant mother for the past seven months, I would like to educate the public on what NOT to say to a pregnant females.

Preggers or Prego. Do not say this. It is annoying, it's cutsy, it agitates our already troubled gag reflex.
"You look like you're going to pop." Never, ever say this to a woman. Ever. Even if it's so. Keep it to yourself. I've had several men say this to me recently, and I've had to school them. Luckily I have self-esteem, because it's a hurtful thing to hear. Normally my rebuttal is, "I don't know what you're talking about. I feel beautiful." And usually they'll cower down like the cowards they are, and agree with me.
"How far along are you? Only seven months? You look nine or ten." Rude, ruder, rudest. See my reply to this in number 2.
Chubby. Never, ever call any woman chubby.
"Once the kid comes your life is over." I've found that the parents that say this to me, didn't have an interesting life prior to child rearing.
"You'll never sleep again." That's probably true, but it's annoying to hear a dozen times a day.
Unsolicited advice. This is huge. I don't want to hear about how horrific and long your labor was. Further more, I don't want to hear about your raging episiotomy. Remember, I didn't ask you about it!
Intrusive questions. Chiefly among them: "Are you going to breast feed?" It's none of your business.
Touching. Don't touch a woman's bump. I know it's tempting. But if you don't know them, and sometimes even when you do-it is unwelcome and annoying. I don't rub your belly, and I think you appreciate that gesture.
Only talking about the baby. The masses don't know this, but expectant mothers get sick of only talking about the kid. The belly is a constant visual prompt allowing uncreative types to mention the blatantly obvious. We are individuals you know. We would love to discuss art, the latest Rom-Com, politics, fashion, gossip-sometimes anything but baby chat would do.

I hope this list entertained you. I'll be back with a list of good things to say to an expectant mother.

Culture Club: I Love LACMA.

2011-08-22T09:50:00.000-07:00

Sister and I went to LACMA this weekend to check out the Tim Burton Exhibit. We thoroughly enjoyed getting our art on. What I love most about LACMA is that it's a fresh, new, inviting experience EVERY single time I attend. Above is the new interactive art in the courtyard. I dubbed it the squid. The Tim Burton Exhibit is brilliant. Take time to walk through his body of work, learning cues into his psyche.

Happily Packing.

2011-08-18T15:10:00.000-07:00

I can't believe that the time has finally come for packing up my little apartment. Yesterday I scheduled the power, gas, and water to be turned on for our new home! Isn't that just adorably domestic? While getting organized for the move, I reached out to my home girl Martha for some advice. She came through like a champ, she always does. Want Martha's moving check list and tidy printable labels as seen above? Click {here.} Tomorrow I'm going to make time for What I Wore. I miss it desperately. Until then.

Graffiti Spotted: My Alley in Los Feliz, California.

2011-08-15T14:13:00.000-07:00

I love, this LOVE graffiti in my alley. Remember {this} piece created by the same artist? He or she must live in my neighborhood. I'm extremely curious about the artist's identity. I'm tempted to remove this plank of wood from the fence, and take it with me when I move. How punk rock would that be?

La Grande Orange Triple Baby Shower.

2011-08-15T11:33:00.000-07:00

August 10, 2011 we celebrated three babies to be born in the LGO family. Lauren is due the week before me, Pamela is due on October 14th, and I'm due on the 16th. We are all enrolled at the same hospital, so we wonder if we'll see each other in overlap. The shower was such a sweet, joyous occasion shared with our co-workers. I felt such love and support from them. It was almost too much to bare. I went home with fifteen packages of diapers and five sets of wipes. Not to mention two adorable, frilly outfits, and various sweet somethings. Side note: I love that all of my showers are co-ed. Men are equally excited about the arrival of babies. I can't imagine having a shower without them being present! Some of my favorite moments:

Stacey's sensational decorations.
Can you say candy bar?
Excitement in the air.
Guess the Deuce diaper game.
Strawberry cupcakes.
Endless hugs.
Ongoing laughter.
Sizzling hot nachitos.
The beautiful mamas.
Overwhelming love.

What a dream come true. Or as inner city Ashley would say: I'm freakin' yo.

2011-08-13T11:06:00.000-07:00

This thang is locked down son. We are moving into our dream flat. Above please glance at two sneak peeks of the thrilling space. (1) The most unique/legit peep hole you've ever seen. (2) The grand hallway that leads to the bedrooms and powder room. We get the keys on August 18, 2011. We look forward to having increased square footage, nesting, and creating a new and improved interior design scheme. Thank you for all of your candle lighting/prayers/good vibes sent towards the greater Los Angeles region.

Baby Bunnie's Shower: Ashley's Family.

2011-08-11T23:21:00.000-07:00

Female four generations photo: Charlotte, Patsy, Ashley, and Baby Bunnie.
The sweetest little parcel you ever did see; a bunny for Bunnie. {from mimi Patsy}
Sister looks fabulous in pink.
Circumstance took an emotional turn after my first opened present.

We sat lakeside at Pita Jungle, a favorite Arizona haunt. My sister and mother did a magnificent job with the party details.
The outdoor misting system provided gorgeous photo bubbles.
I was farklempt the entire evening, overwhelmed by the love and support for my unborn daughter.
Uncle Philip and I anticipating a tiny something to be awed.

That little face.

2011-08-11T15:52:00.000-07:00

Bunnie's mother sent this little gem to Bryan via text a couple of days ago. Note the cuteness of Bryan, his green jumper, the Snowman Patch on his jumper, and how light his hair was! Oh, my word. It made me melt. I want to channel Benjamin Button and hold that baby boy.

On life: I have been out of control busy ever since I returned from Phoenix. Plus Bryan has commandeered my camera. My plan is to share with you pictures of my two showers. My family shower in Arizona, and my La Grande Orange Shower from yesterday. The LGO shower was such a great time. I was completely touched by the generosity of my coworkers. As of this month I have worked at The Big Orange for three years. That's the longest I've ever worked at any job in my adult life. Why have I stayed? Because of the family of friends that I've made there. They are such a loving, kindly force for good. Tear! I could just reach out and hug them all. And, often times....I do.

She travels well.

2011-08-09T15:30:00.000-07:00

I don't mind a solo road trip. There's something fantastic about the quiet open road and the mysteriousness of being a woman on her own. I just returned from Arizona last night. It was a lovely trip. I was able to see my family in their entirety, and celebrate the baby bunnie with them. They were beyond excited for the impending Birthday of my little girl. I can't wait to show you all of the tiny somethings she received at the shower. I cried. In my later years I've been able to lock down the emotion, but these damn hormones make me seem like an occasional cry baby. Oh, this just in....I have a rental meeting on Thursday for the dream home. I cannot wait to get those copper keys in my clammy hands. Thank you for your well wishing, and positive thinking....it worked!

Somethings.

2011-08-04T15:38:00.000-07:00

Well, my life is sort of a half-baked plate of potatoes right now. And what can a girl do with half-baked potatoes? I dunno either. I'm still playing the waiting game regarding the apartment. Should I pack? Should I look for another place? But, the good news I can share is this:

I bought baby bunnie's baby book.
Bathroom is scrubbed.
Arizona bound tomorrow. {hooray for family & friends}
I'm reading: Seven Habits of Highly Effective People.
Husband loves me.

We make each other laugh.

2011-08-03T00:43:00.000-07:00

Me: Hey Sweets, remember that time when you ate a whole bag of chips for dinner?
Him: Yeah. That was tonight.

Soba's new trick.

2011-08-01T10:57:00.000-07:00

This just in: Soba can catch popcorn in his mouth.

The people demand a registry.

2011-08-01T10:47:00.000-07:00

Full disclosure, I am completely clueless when it comes to being a mother. I'm fantastic with children, but the parents have always provided the whirlwind of supplies it takes to support a child. My sister is planning two baby showers for me. The first one will be with my family in Arizona this Saturday. The second will transpire in September. Sister has been diligently reminding me to register for gifts for the baby. This seems extremely strange to me. However, I'm learning that the people demand a registry. What am I supposed to register for? Luckily I had Janine who patiently told me what I needed via a cross country phone call. The above are my scrawled notes from our in depth conversation.

Last night my sister and I finally assembled two registries online. It stressed us both out. What happened to basics? What happened to baby goods not having ugly dolphins jumping onto the car seat, or trolls dancing round a May pole on the front of a onesie? When we did find the items without the referenced mumo-jumbo, they were exorbitantly expensive. The stroller I really wanted was $599.00. What? Unless my daughter is driving herself to college in that contraption, it seems a little steep. I am grateful to my sister who patiently navigated me through the impossible. Because without her, I don't think I would have registered, and if I had, it would have had three items on it.