Thursday, January 6, 2011


As mentioned before, an indefinite hiatus is on my plate, a bittersweet farewell. Our shop is open with limited inventory but feel free to inquire via email as we do have a few pieces not listed. Cheers to a very happy new year!

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

something's gotta give

Anyone else familiar with feeling the pull in all directions? Wearing our many hats, the cloche, the cowboy, more likely the baseball with ponytail...again. Well in my little world of periwinklebloom I'm finding the need to breath, to pace myself, to be more present, to reorder. I began this blog and business with this mantra in mind, slow and steady wins the race. I truly love the community of creative women I've met and the complex study I've gained regarding organic living, textiles and dimensional design. I have been dedicated to designing responsibly and transparently and have hoped to dent the surface of constructive causes. I do plan to continue as I cannot separate these sensibilities from the way I live, however a more peppered pace is calling my name.

Thank you for your kind support, my friends and my fabulous stockists. You see, recently we've added Cheerios to our repertoire, the minutia becoming monumental and worth recording. So off to play, only one hat today, until we meet again.

Friday, August 27, 2010


This shot comes from the clever publication, Papier Mache, down under. I believe this daybed graces the home of the lovely Jess Brown. And I was tickled to see one of Danica's 'little guys' happily perched upon it. Oh, to lounge in the lazy days of summer, parting is such sweet sorrow.

Find periwinklebloom mangle bloomers on page 69, The Wildflowers story. Thanks kindly for including me, I'm flattered to be in such good company.

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong somewhere close to me
Far away from your trouble and worry
You belong somewhere you feel free
~ Tom Petty, Wildflowers

Thursday, August 19, 2010

two to visit

Two lovely ladies of whom I'm quite fond, Lotta and Traci. Lotta is now featuring our collaborative effort, the vintage petite fern halter, in her shop. Her subtle prints using found foliage are gently pressed onto soft linen backed with organic cotton voile. A breezy piece at summer's end or layer with a cotton thermal to greet autumn's chill.

And sending warm wishes to Mrs. French and her sweet baby 'Lu'. I'm ever so grateful to be her guest on the coveted blog, bliss. See you there!

Monday, August 9, 2010


A new venture near and dear to me. If you're ever in St. Louis stop in for a taste! Our craft brewery honors heritage and skill blended with vibrant urban culture and community. Well done, love.


Tuesday, August 3, 2010

something colorful

A moving little clip, a meditative reminder. Found via ofpaperandthings, enjoy.

Monday, July 26, 2010


A mother, whose children are grown and gone, said to me today, the days are long but the years are quite quick. How simply profound.

Somewhat unrelated but equally thoughtful, I'm completely compelled to see this film. Please consider taking the pledge.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010


A sweet shot yet again from a dear patron of periwinklebloom. Her styling is precisely what I wish for...a cozy-soft neutral form layered with splashes of color and texture. Ah, timeless. And the belted 'bubble' is irresistible. Thank you, M and V.

Monday, July 19, 2010

'venerable are letters'

Enormous admiration for the fine craft of hand lettering by Molly of Plurabelle. Her work is lovely, her work is timeless, her work captures the festivities she pens. Molly's many styles evoke a mood and would no doubt shine bright in my daily pile of mail. She pays homage to a long lineage of art history and follows flawlessly in its footsteps.

found via parcelpost

Venerable are letters, infinitely brave, forlorn, and lost. ~Virginia Woolf

Tuesday, July 13, 2010


Looking for more work by this enchanting artist and ran across a recently published children's book! Then found myself devouring these delightfully illustrative covers...imagining they fill the shelves of all enfants fran├žais. The whimsical sense is sprinkled with noir and balanced by hue, pleasing tot and adult alike. Making all things French impossibly dreamier.