Today's guest will make you laugh till milk comes out your nose. The very next day she'll make you cry till you can't see the computer screen. Karey Mackin has incredible taste, a major way with words, a heart overflowing with love, and three of the funniest, most beautiful girlies you ever did encounter. Karey is a Kirtsy editor and blogger. She writes about sparkly things, great eye candy, true love, and whatever else strikes her fancy. She is a busy woman living a full and passionate life. Most of all, Karey's busy raising her girlies three. When we're lucky, she writes about them, too.
passion? i'm full of passion. overflowing, even. it's practically my middle name. well. it's actually marie, but if you say it with an azerbaijani accent...
anyway. i'm so vehemently enamored with everything and anything, i was once asked by a dubious friend who had just about had it with my effusiveness, "really? you're in love with a mechanical pencil? really?"
don't judge. it was turquoise. with continuous lead. on sale.
so when relyn asked me to chime in on her month of passion, i was convinced it would be simple. and perhaps even a little racy. it was neither. and to make a long and agonizing story as short as possible? i'm in love with too much.
there are words and mary ruffle's photos and all things shiny and anything remotely connected to kate lanphear, which may or may not include a wristful of enviably chunky bangles not to mention shimmery rings on many fingers. plus sequins in the sunshine. flat-out passionate about that one. but all of this is nonsense, isn't it? of course it is. so i tried to think harder.
making things. i'm passionate about making things. not like dinner or chunky knit scarves, but i love coming up with dreams and then making them come true. like t.ruffle girls.
but i'm not sure t.ruffles really counts. because mary does most of the making. i've got to think harder, i thought.
wait. i've got it. do you know what i really really really love? cool women. good women. most excellent women. i like finding them and promoting them on kirtsy and just watching the good they throw 'round their worlds. for example...she's pure joy and makes me smile. every single time. she breaks my heart. more often than that. she floors me with her generosity. and she's all of the above.
but i still wasn't sure even that really counts. and so i thought harder. and still? nothing. or, rather, still too much.
so i stopped and listened to all the air around me and tried to collect my thoughts. any thoughts, really. all i could hear was my girlies three. lillie's little bird voice trilling she's like the swallow in anticipation of her choir concert. grae-rose singing the hip-hop version with accompanying dance moves just crazy enough to make lillie giggle and lose her place. esmé strolling about begging someone to take a bath with her. and lillie saying yes. it all sounded like music to my ears.
and i got it. what i love most, that about which i'm most passionate? making most excellent women. three of them, in fact. three most excellent women who will grow to love the world so much that they'll want the best for everyone in it.
if i could only dream one dream and have it come true? that would be it.
thank you, relyn, for asking me to play over here. i feel like i should apologize for the mess of words i've spilled all over this post, but i'm pretty sure you'll somehow only find the good in it, yes? xoxo. karey m.