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3am brain dumps on a darkened computer screen. Liters of iced coffee from my favorite local spot. Sweet potatoes and kale. Trying to stay quiet, always trying to stay quiet – don’t wake the b...

https://designformankind.com/2016/11/lately-5/

Helped my sweet friend Carly design her spring collection of ethical goods, and the flutters were plenty. It’s gonna be a good good season. // The Taj Mahal, man. More to come; cannot compute. ...

https://designformankind.com/2016/09/slices-life-5/

The most magical scene: billows of textiles blowing in the warm Indian breeze while hard-working hands finished their ethical fashion production. // Learning to indigo dye from the pros! // The f...

https://designformankind.com/2016/09/slices-of-life-04/

A dance party in the rain brought out the sweetest little tendrils. // Speaking of tendrils, the infamous school bus incident. “I zoomed it, Dad.” #StillLaughing // A peacock from Bee to me, ...

https://designformankind.com/2016/08/our-week-in-photos/

Bee’s crafting chaos, always. // Spoils from Ken’s weekly chore as the officially unofficial Yard Tender. I’m working on this, but I swear, I will never remember to mow the lawn until the g...

https://designformankind.com/2016/08/photos-2/

Adoption paperwork gets its own shelf. // George gets a haircut. Bernie, not pictured, feeling shorn scorn. // Ken gets a bandaged knee after a large golden doodle runs broadside into his ACL. (W...

https://designformankind.com/2016/08/photos/

So, surprise! The site’s wearing new clothes, and although I know most of you view this through a feed reader like Feedly or Bloglovin‘ or perhaps an email subscription (each option is still ...

https://designformankind.com/2014/11/new/

I used to tell people I hated traveling, and I think I meant that I loved it, because sometimes we feel so strongly about something that it can only be described in extremes and sometimes I mispl...

https://designformankind.com/2014/06/planting-vines/

When Jess Constable hit “publish” on this post, I hope she was proud. The kind of proud that makes you feel you should put on your running shoes and flee for the mountains, much like a curtai...

https://designformankind.com/2012/05/things-im-afraid-to-tell-you/

As a child, I was a lovely little dancer (although I know you don’t believe that after witnessing my daily dance parties) with a penchant for tutus, tap shoes and jazz hands. It was my thing. M...

https://designformankind.com/2011/03/when-it-rains-on-your-parade/