alt...

have you ever wished you'd done something different with your life? yeah. me, too.

a few of my regrets? in no particular order...

i wish i'd thought of the old-school j. peterman catalog. it's still whisper brilliant, like a secret only a few of us remember, but back in the day...did i just write back in the day? ugh. anyway. the paper version was old-school gatsby genius. if only it had been my genius.

i should've been philosophy's original copywriter. i am hope in a bottle.

keep calm and carry on? could've been mine. with one minor spelling change.

my list goes on and on. oh joy's notebooks. heather armstrong's books. gayla trail's gorgeous green thumb. everything maxwell gillingham-ryan and grace bonney.

i am not martha and notcot and, some days, i am a mighty girl. especially after i drink my design milk. there are days when i wake up and all i want to do is design for mankind. plus look like erin loechner.

{sob.}

it's too late for me. {although i am pretty sure i could steal simple lovely's style smarts without too much of a tussle. that joslyn always says yes to me.} but you! you still have a chance!

altitude design summit. will it make you richer? maybe. cuter? possibly. more interesting? definitely. could alt transform you from a daily blogger to a blogging influence? who knows. there's always that chance, don't you think? i've said it before, and i'll say it again: i like chances. specifically, the taking of them.

alt is the first of its kind. and how often does that come around? like...once?

because after not dreaming up twitter, the iphone, or the feather report, i've learned my lesson. i'll be there. and you?

say yes.

register for alt right here. i'll see you right there. in other news, if i was a bauble designer, i would be called zoe bonbon. t.ruffles may be candy for your soul, but these are candy for your wrist. get yours at brown button trading. and that candle is called make a dream. exactly.