it's a win win situation.

SEE.... I told you it wasn't much to read. 

But important. 

And about shopping. 

(assuming you came over to mal mag from tcc)

thanks pop-tarts! 

have a lovely thursday.

love,

m

WHY??!!!!!

oh, shucks! new today on ideeli.....

several pair of prada shoes.
several more of christian louboutins.....
and shit you would know.... several jimmy choo's. 

yo, ideeli! how about you catch me at the end of a long day of wearing heels next time and it will really help my checking account. m'kay?!


but no.... you came today.
today where i find myself looking down at my boring and black lucky brand flop flips.
that makes it all the much harder to hold back on a HUGE splurge.

red hot prada.

seriously..... i would put up a fight for these!

i need to quit.
right this second.

i made up for it by paying amore troy a visit and seriously walking away with 6 new pair of cutie shoes (that were ON SALE) score!

xoxo
m.

bittersweet business.

Oh goodness. I was close to tears after my antique magazine rack from an old barbers shop sold this morning. And shortly after that sale I was accepting payment on another favorite.... MY favorite end table i have in the store right now.  many days i wake up wanting to be charity rose theilan where i play the you know what out of the violin in the most incredible sexy way ever. but today.... today i wish to be an indian giver and magically get those pieces back and into my own home. without a price tag and for me to enjoy. business is good and for that i am fortunate. but damn is it tough when i grow attached to my treasures. i thought tonight would be a calm wednesday. but now i am really considering a toddy in memory of those two pieces. because every toddy needs a good excuse. happy wednesday friends! 

oh. one more thing. 

the confetti crate had the ribbon cutting and grand opening yesterday. there was a wonderful turnout. and a great day, it was. thanks SO much to everyone who came by the store. 

and congrats to all of the winners of the giveaways!

love,

m

good tune tuesday. (on a wednesday..bc im the boss)

HAPPY FRIDAY NINJA PANTS!

everything about this song. everything.

if you don't know this song by heart i kindly suggest you look into the lyrics. and click repeat. and few times. and then introduce yourself to amazing. because that is exactly what you get with
the mr.....warren haynes + 
banks of the deep-end.

now..... i am ready to go this morning. :)
what i would do without music i just don't know.
and pickles.... i really don't ever want to see either of those days.
because me lurves pickles and music.
happy thursday.
i will be at the store all day doing all sorts of fancy things. come see me!

"and all the boys wanna know her name...."

 "

 

happy april, everyone. 

:)

love,

m

good tune tuesday.

for the love of lissie.

because let's face it... 
she is just incredible.

here's a little story about my sweet tcc.

Art is a huge part of my life. Both making art and supporting art. This month I have had the opportunity to   spend my days surrounded by artists (each defining their own art and in many different ways) I find myself with such an open mind having spent this entire month with art all around me. It's everywhere. And believe it or not, in everyone grows the title of an artist. Some with a lack of confidence, some certain they are going to take on the world.... Some giving themselves zero credit to even coming close to holding the title... some completely unaware that they, personally, are putting together a beautiful thing... a thing called art. Some competitive... and some encouraging of all things art. Period.

I opened The Confetti Crate on March first and have celebrated that birthday for the past twenty three days. As I am sure my close friends will completely agree, sleep has always been something I filed under "overrated". The festivities celebrating the birth of TCC have been non-stop. READ: If you are not wanting to hear "cheesy time" scroll down a line or two.... I feel like a proud Mom of all the artists and their hard work to make their little homes in The Confetti Crate look their best... I can't get enough of their excitement. I may or may not melt like velveeta in the microwave when they make a sale they didn't see coming at such a quick pace. They bring something in and before they even leave the store out walks some of their art and into the home of another. You guys, it's a beautiful thing. I love planning a kick arse party. I do. But I will admit, planning the birthday party for The Confetti Crate was much different than any other party I have planned..... A challenge, most definitely! But in such a funky little way. Having the chance to showcase the hard work of 17 others (and wildly growing) has been very much so difficult. But very, very much so rewarding. At the end of each day I have been able to feel a huge amount of success and give thanks to God for making this dream come true and allowing me a chance to work hard (all.day.every.day) at keeping it alive. :)

Growing up, it bothered me when someone else had the same dress or purse as me. For whatever reason, I didn't feel as special. Years later, I am the same green eyed girl. I work very hard to carry unique finds, one-of-a-kinds.... from handmade jewelry to baby items to home decor. I love the rush I get when I "shop my way" am given a request to "keep an eye out" for something.

VIA mal mag I so eagerly invite you to come take a peek at all the lovelies in the store.... it's filled with vintage finds, ART of course, and so much more.There hasn't been a single day in the life of the confetti crate that I haven't witnessed a TCC virgin come in and immediately gasp. And honestly.... i love it so. :)

fur friends are welcome at the confetti crate.

 

we have treats. 

and a mad love for dogs. 

and shampoo, and spritzer for our four legged babies...

and the cutest hand made dog beds everrrrrr.....

oh, and did i say treats?

come to the confetti crate where you can spoil the you know what out of your pooch. 

love,

m

 these....

are....

fantastic! 

i think they would look fierce.... 

and well, just perfect in these pierced ears of mine. 

love,

m

irish blessing.

"may the sun shine all day long. everything go right and nothing wrong. may those you love bring love back to you and may all the wishes you wish come true."

  

this is for certain (because the leprechaun told me so): 

there will be lots of green sprinkled throughout the confetti crate tomorrow. if you make a purchase... be prepared to walk away feeling like a winner with a fancy little St. Patty's Day treat. 

 there will be music. (live.)

 because holidays are meant to be fun. and festive.

i'll be darn if i waste away MY st. patty's day on the couch. 

so come see me. shop. browse. shop. listen to music. shop. drool over all the awesome stuff in the confetti crate. and enjoy the day.... and just maybe... if you insist.... you can get your face painted, too!

Dear Ryan Adams,

Will you marry me?

XOXO,

mallory

A reminder of how much I am like my Daddy.... 

I stayed at work after I closed tonight to work on a few furniture pieces and a couple custom orders. It was entirely too late when I finally finished up so I just took the short drive to my bed at the parents opposed to the longer ride home to the bungalow. I walk in to find my Daddy (still awake close to midnight) watching a  concert of Ray Wylie Hubbard.... I may not have the cutest dimples in the world (like my Daddy does) but it is no question where my love for music comes from. Of course, his knowledge about music (and musicians) still blows my tiny little mind. Sitting with my Dad as he laughs his way into midnight at the concert he was watching was pretty much the best bedtime story ever. (The things Ray Wylie Hubbard were saying were pretty darn funny....so Daddy wasn't the only one laughing.)

Ahhh, for the love of music and a super cool dad.

love,
m

PS- there's a harmonica involved.

like i said.... best bedtime "story" ever.

scenes from "the confetti crate" make-over:

 gah.... the power of pictures... and looking back. 
these pictures were taken on one of the many nights that i was (secretly) on google searching for a chuy to take over. EVERYTHING! I was seriously considering hiring help. 


i can smell that exact moment right now.  and the pain i held in the palm of my hands slightly comes back just thinking about that project..... and crowes chicken is the last thing i want to eat for lunch... 


but good gracious.... it was ALLLLLL worth it!! 

i will have to share more pictures on the "before" one day.... but for now- i will leave you with these and the thoughts on me being so powerful that i was holding up that monster size cooler.... For the "after" pictures.... I would love to show you in person. 

So...... come shop and see for yourself! :)

monday music marathon.

two.

Bleu Edmondson-Good Thing

"she said life is all a young girl has....
and i can't find mine while I'm living yours....."

this monday is made for music. 

so..... 

please....

excuse me while i shower mal-mag with epic songs throughout the day. 

 

enjoy!

  

&

you. are. welcome.  

:)

Bleu Edmondson - The Band Plays On

"Well everybody stops to watch her move
She laughs just a little at her neon fame
The girls think she’s got somethin’ to prove
But all the boys wanna know her name
But the storybooks were wrong again
And the songs on the radio lie
She weeps for who’s she been
But nobody hears her cry, her cry yeah

But everybody’s got a story
Might be a little harder than yours
Have you ever bled for glory
Then what the hell are you livin’ for
You sit and to listen to the music
But you can’t hear that song
 

This old world spins a little faster
And the band plays on"

xoxo,

m

what's been going on

"those are some of my favorite memories

all those carefree melodies

while i'm out of  here on this raging sea

about to capsize"

adjusting my "tude" with a tune.

i am pretty much certain that my wrist has a hand that has one finger that has a knuckle that has a broken bone. i didn't feel like being tough last night. why? umm hello because it hurt like you know what when the faithful middle finger smashed like a pancake at a fast impact in between a vanity and a chest. i said an ugly word. (maybe twice) stomped my boots harder than i've ever even considered stomping them. and i may or may not have screamed. like a wimp. a deserving wimp, that is.

as for today.... the finger is no longer swollen but the "reason to bitch" is still there sitting to the left of mr pain in the arse. it hurts. terribly. but because it is friday ( and only because it is friday ) will i choose to try extra hard to step up to the plate and act tough. still keeping inside the boundaries of being a lady like kind of tough opposed to a grrrrrr you are way to intense to be a girl kind of tough.

you know, that decision was made when i had a home made pickle for breakfast....
 put on my red lipstick.....
 and walked out the door with my most worn in cowgirl boots i own.

oh, and here is a jam. for the good people. on a good day.

love,
m

good tune tuesday

this calls for a celebration!

get out of town!!! i sort of just turned a back flip over this news....

"Loyal Domino Fans! We are pleased to announce Domino Quick Fixes, a Domino special edition that will hit newsstands nationwide on April 17th."

let the countdown begin....

 

 

add to cart.

 all i want for st. patty's day is THIS SHIRT!

buy it for me here.

and i'll love.you.forever. :) 

seriously, its green. 

kind of like.... the eyes of mine.

how can one resist? i really (really) need this delivered to me.

ready or not.

thursday is the day!!

the confetti crate will be open

on march first at 10:00!!

and.... i think you guys should come check it out! 

oh, and "like" the confetti crate on facebook if you haven't already.

please (maam+sir) and thank you (very much).  

because honestly.....

it would be just plain silly for you to miss out on all of the excitement to come. 

for years i have said i would own a store one day. 

welp, hello one day. 

nice to meet you. :)

very nice, in fact. 

i am so glad we have crossed paths. 

i have not a clue where this journey may go.

and that's a-okay with me. 

because....

i believe in taking chances.
i believe in following my heart.
i believe that dreams do come true.
i believe in doing what i love.
i believe in myself. (most days, anyway)
i believe that, with God in control, all is possible.
i believe in all of the artists who are a part of the confetti crate.

i believe in happiness. and i believe in love.

and doing what i love....
makes me happy.

love,
m

p.s. - we are planning lots of awesome events at the confetti crate....
several art classes to be announced soon.....
oh, and a little birdie told me that the Easter bunny may be hanging out with our crew one day soon! Pictures with the Easter bunny? I THINK SO!
And for the record.... you are never too old for the Easter bunny.

girl crush. (obvi)

good tune tuesday

so this is my favorite song-on repeat to the max-obsession- going on a good two weeks now.

and sometimes..... okay, very often....
i kind of pretend i am charity thielen.
she's just bad ass. that's really all there is to it.

enjoy the jam.
happy g.t.t. to everyone.

told you so.

red tights!

red tights!

red tights!

that's all.

love,

m

scenes from a loflin wedding

This past Saturday we celebrated my precious Meme's 80th birthday. 

The weekend before Valentine's day we celebrated the marriage of my cousin Andrew and his lovely new wife, Elizabeth. 

Both were perfect celebrations. 

For special people.

love,

m

darling pretty

it wasn't a good tuesday. but here's a tune.

love,
m

heath. my goodness. 

you have a smile that will be missed so very much.... 

by so very many. 

you have a heart that was made of gold. 

i've never been a fan of goodbye's. but when you aren't given the chance......sigh....
i just want to fight for that goodbye. just one simple goodbye. and maybe a hug. and it would never hurt to share a smile. take a picture. talk about what we think is to come...... and never admit to being wrong.... until we are. when the time comes for a beautiful soul to slip away without a goodbye....everything changes. and you then admit with a heavy heart that you were wrong. and life is short.  cause the last day of it all sneaks in and the chance to have the sometimes dreaded goodbye turns sharply in a different direction and all you wish for is one more chance. and one more day.

Farren, sweet Farren.... my prayers are with you.

for the love of good music.

"you were dreaming of alice, but you got wrapped in her chains"

the confetti crate update

you guys!!!!

 has me all sorts of excited!!!!

who's ready for march 1st to get here already so they can come shop? 

i know all the artists and myself sure are. 

we are ecstatic.

 and can't wait to show off all of the lovelies we will have for you guys. 

so....go ahead....

stretch it out.... take a deep breath....

and prepare yourself for an amazingly awesome new place to shop 

until you drop in Troy! 

(no worries... I have a sweet little dolly cart that will be glad to take your purchases right on out to your car while you are making another round or two through the store for a second look and more than likely adding a second load...)

i'm serious.  it is going to be full of   jaw-dropping fun. 

just a few things to look forward to:

.............................................

Southern Scents and Sensations - Amy Word Jinright

 3's company. - jennifer coggins brown.

sugar and stuff. -elaine lott.

Hope Bundy Photography -Hope Garrett Bundy

art from the heart -deedie carter 

joyful expressions -ashley glover

this little craft of mine -shelly hughes 

knot just beads -patricia coston 

love,

m

 

because everybody needs a good little jam tonight.

keri noble - hey lover.

want.

 

please.

love,

m.

hello, dreamer.

this is my bedtime story song for the night.

i need major sleep. 

and everything about the head and the heart has me at ease.

it's official.

the sister and i are opening a store.

{ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!}

and
we are extremely excited.

the name - the confetti crate.

the location - one hundred & ten west madison street. troy, alabama

mini description for the curious ones:

think art. and lots of it.  

think colorful. all over the place. 

think furniture. because that's something i love. and re-do.

think onesies. sewn by the talented sister.

think pillows. some hand painted. some with the most awesome fabric choice ever.

think antiques. that's right, i said antiques.

think custom frames. handmade + amazing.

think pet friendly. because we wouldn't have it any other way. (not to mention the handmade line of pet beds and accessories we will be carrying)

think re-purposed. we most definitely believe in recycling.

think vintage. because vintage is such a beautiful thing.

it's coming....

very soon!

more information (and pictures) will be shared shortly. 

:]  

love,

m

i want to be the adult version of this. 

maybe even tonight.

that's all.

so, take me there.

where the feet are bare, the hair is blonde, and the tutu is classy.

oh- and if the hands are on my hips... 

it's probably because i'm sassy.

love,

m

(i saved this picture from somewhere on the pinterest planet and now i can't retrace my steps for the credit i'd like to give for this perfectly stunning tutu cute little blonde babe. and i'm sorry.)

red hot mama.

i love the color red.
(especially) on my lips.
on my nails.
red cowgirl boots.
as a late night highlight (temporary-thank goodness) in my hair. blaming that on the margs.

but seriously...

i need some red tights something fierce. 

like..... i will probably venture out tomorrow and find me some.
and the decision has already been made to get more than one pair.
sort of because i am a professional when it comes to ripping those jokers.

and if by chance you see me around wearing red tights day after day....
don't judge.
be jealous that you are not as festive as me.
because i will probably pretend it's for the support of valentines day or something.
and if i'm still rocking repetitively in march.... we will go from there.

love,
m

good tune tuesday.

"hey, hey what can i say?! 
i gotta woman, wanna ball all day"

okay, so i really only have some news.

but..... to me....
it's big news.

coming soon i promise.

love,
m

(my) funky monkey.

hey, monkeys! it's ta-ta-ta-ta-tooooos-day.
so turn it up or something.

The sister and I left the bungalow {my crib} yesterday only a few small even number of minutes past twelve. After getting stopped (for a good thirty minutes) before we even made it to Luverne due to crazy boring road work we then met the brother to stuff (yes, literally stuff) more things in the tightly packed Reba. You know, adding (more) to a car slam full of tables, a shelf, chairs, a bench, and much much more is so very normal for Marley and I. Needless to say, our day was full force from noon until.... well pretty much now. We didn't return to the bungalow until almost dark tonight. Yes, tonight. After a decent tip to the mariachi band, we had more than the first request of Hotel California played. Of course, ending in the Troy fight song.

With our lips painted red we felt it was only fair to paint the county we were in red, too. And all of the festivities ended slowly at our Memo's house only until homemade waffles were made for us this morning and we were up and at it again. Preparing for big things in store as the first month of the new year is coming up to its half way point.

Happy Saturday. From me (and ziggy) to you.

love,
m

today is for facts full of random.

ice-cream makes me cough.
i could use a lesson on doing my own make-up.
sometimes....i cry because i love my pooch so darn much.
i want to buy a vintage camper (small in size) and live in it for a summer. maybe on a farm.
i rarely quit talking. in fact, i tell my best stories while i am sleeping.
i am a professional blanket fort builder....
and a part time palm reader (in the state of florida, at least)
i live in a world full of pretending.

happy hump day.

love,
m

i change my "color crush" very often.

deep down in my heart my all time favorite (color) remains the same color as my eyes. 

and if you don't know what color my eyes are i will tell you just like i tell anyone else when need be...

"my eyes are green and you better write that down."

but today we are only talking crushes....

and these colors.....

they have me crushing. 

hard.

love,

m