Although I haven't been blogging lately, it seems I've been quite the productive scrapbooker these days! In fact, I've been smashbooking like crazy. I really like this form of memory keeping. Unlike scrapbooking, I don't really worry about telling a complete story. If I don't have pictures, it doesn't matter. If my pages don't have proper balance or my elements aren't grounded, well, I don't really care. It's fun.
This one is all about my Ikea love. Yep, Ikea makes cheap crap, but I love it! You may be picking splinters of wood from your butt for weeks after your dining room chair collapses from underneath you, but at least your room looks cute! I added pictures from their catalog, labels, and tags. Besides my love of Ikea design, I also journaled about my love of their instituional, cafeteria-style food. I don't know why I like their food so much. I think it reminds me of the food I ate at school as a kid. Seeing as I was a participant in government provided free lunch programs throughout my childhood, I am perhaps mentally transported to the days when I gorged myself on mashed potatoes that had been not-so-lovingly slopped onto a tray by a beast of a woman donning a hairnet.
This one is just a page full of black and white stuff that I had fun sticking together. I used stuff torn from design books and clipped from Studio Calico coupons. My pages are always colorful, so this was an adventurous departure from my typical style. I was inspired by the fun animal doodles gracing the page.
I had fun using all sorts of stickers and die-cuts that I would have a difficult time using on my scrapbook layouts here. I added some labels and tags torn from Christmas gifts this year. I journaled about gift-giving in my family and documented my lists this year. I love how this looks like just random crap jumbled on a page.
Smashbooks remind me of the first scrapbook I got when I was in the 6th grade. I thoughtlessly plastered its pages with anything I fancied, saving every little note that was passed to me in class and every receipt from every punk rock band tee I bought during the "I'm a bad girl" phase of my life. Kind of funny that as hard as I wanted to rebel, I still scrapbooked... I laugh thinking about my 13 year-old self begging my mama to let me get piercings and dye my hair blue pasting the handmade valentines my grandma made me into a scrapbook.
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