Liddy's Nursery

Hello blog! It's hard to believe years have passed since my last post and as I get inspired about a new path I'd like to try, I returned to my blog as a starting point, since for such a long time it used to be a platform I felt comfortable sharing my thoughts. I will talk about the design process of Liddy's nursery, the inspiration point, and how it all came together. These days I'm into sewing and maybe everyone who is new to sewing goes through this "pillow" phase, where all they want to do is sew pillows (they are relatively easy to make and they are pretty, right?). As I browse through, I see so many amazing fabrics that inspire me to decorate a whole new nursery all over again but I'm pretty sure we are done having babies. But there is no reason I shouldn't be decorating nurseries! One thing I thought I can do is help parents-to-be find the inspiration to come up with a fresh theme and follow that thread to curate the objects that pull…

Celebration of Life

Today I made a decision. I decided to celebrate my life, here in the USA, love it and remember that this is my dream coming true. I decided when I was walking through the aisles of Trader Joe's and hearing Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone, remembering Marji and how I longed to be here where she is, where all my dear friends are, and how I changed my life deliberately to be here. I decided never to forget how meant-to-be everything is and how I can choose to be happy at every moment. So I celebrate my life, I celebrate who I am, I celebrate my husband and who he is and what we have, and of course I can't do anything but celebrate my beautiful Canberk. I decided to celebrate what I have instead of feel bad about what I don't. I decided to live life as a celebration and not a grievance. I also decided to take good care of my teeth and face. I am recycling and that makes me feel good, too. I sell things I'm not crazy about anymore and I buy things I'm crazy ab…

New blog

Maybe one day I'll find time again to write in this blog, but for the time being I will be at this blog: A new baby grows every day and there is so much to capture and document! Come witness!

Friendship Divorce

Today, I will just copy and paste from Goop. I thought this might be an interesting, food-for-thought topic since this is such a big time of change for all of us. I hope Ms. Paltrow won't mind.

“What do you do when you realize that although you may have years of history, and found real value in each other in times past, that you kind of don't like a friend anymore? That, after time spent with this person, you feel drained, empty, belittled or insulted. My father always used to tell me that, ‘you can't make new old friends.’ How do you distinguish if someone in your life makes you change for the better or if you are better off without them?”

Elizabeth Mattis-Namgyel replies:

I appreciate the wisdom in this statement, “We can’t make new old friends.” There is something noble about honoring our history with others. In the context of your question, it also opens a door to an even deeper inquiry: “What does it mean to be a friend?” and “What is our responsibility to others?”

I was …

Snow II

the snow is falling down at a perfect pace. i can't quite pinpoint what memory it brings back - a frame from a cartoon? a christmas card? no idea. just peace. and coffee.
i cannot believe how fun and rich massachusetts is. i used to be so reluctant to come out here. even the cold -which hasn't actually been so unpleasant- is a new challenge and i like it. there is a visual texture here that is so familiar and enchanting. the architecture and the nature. the color of the sky and the surroundings just before it rains. the quaint little shops and the scenery that flows by when you take the train. i'm almost over my ex-fiance istanbul and past crush new york.


aft çıktığında mesela, eczaneye ilaç almaya gidersin, eczacı ilacı yarısaydam pembe bir kağıtla paketler, verirken de geçmiş olsun der. ve o an çok rahatlatıcı bir andır - eczacı derdini anlamış ve sana geçmiş olsun demiştir. iyileşme sanki o andan itibaren başlar.


Snow has always been a happy thing for me. And it's important and rare enough that when it snows, you get together with the neighbors and go to the forest where the snow is untouched, and throw snowballs and each other, and take pictures. In those pictures, your car is a white Renault. If you're a little older and it snows on a school day, you get together with some friends and cut school. You hit the forest again. This time, maybe not exactly to throw snowballs at each other but to go on a journey, an adventure. To feel independent but at the same time, part of a group. Part of an independent and adventurous group.
Boston has given me some snow, but not enough to make me feel the same joy I had felt in those years. Maybe it's because it's not a rare thing but something that just naturally happens when you live in a colder climate. Something else has happened, though. Part of me started to like the cold. That part of me got to like the challenge of surviving in really …