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Everyone keeps admiring the moleskine. I admit, I fell into the popularity and brought one too. It's very cute and fun, but I think I found competition for the moleskine. It's very cute too.
It's a notebook from a japanese company called "Kokuyo". They're very similiar to many ways. Starting at the cover, both have a rubberband to keep the book closed. View my other photos for a comparison
Checking out the local art supply store, Racine's, in Fort Bragg (crappy service, by the way), I passed this rack of Moleskine goodness. Since it was my birthday, the better half was on it right away, adding some new additions to my stash.
This notebook is made from felt and was hand embroidered from a pattern drawn by myself.
You can find out more about my work at the Pixiecraft blog here: misspixiecrafts.blogspot.co.uk/
- My little notebook I always carry around. I write down movies I want to see, music I want to download, books I want to read, quotes and much more in it.
- My gratitude-diary. I've seen this on Oprah. Every day you have to write down (at least) 5 things you are grateful for that day. She said it would change your life/the way you see your life. I believe it can.
- My quote-book.
Deafmessanger journal, available at www.lovenotebooks.com
Deafmessanger journal, available at www.lovenotebooks.com
reviewed at www.notebookstories.com
I sat on a bench this morning and after I'd walked away I realised I didn't have my notebook in my pocket. I hurried back and there it was, lying on the ground.
I bought this clear pouch and the polka dot one at the dollar store, and they were $1 for the pair. Then I just punched them to fit my book.
I recycled this notebook out of an old, sadly but true, not so good to read novel. Now it has a new life as a beautifully flowered notebook!
"Si, él en más de una oportunidad deseó que los sueños fuesen realidad, pues ella ya no vive en este mundo, y solo te encuentra entre sueños. Solo una cosa él le pidió a Dios, que ella jamas se enamorase tan a ciegas como lo hizo él, él quien lo dió todo, entregó todo, y ahora que ella ya no está, ya nada tiene, y sufre el efecto de un adios improvisado, sufre porque ella ya no está aqui, sufre... sufre en cada suspiro, sufre porque nunca jamas volverá. A ciegas y a oscuras él se inclinó, y en un mar de mil y un recuerdos él se undió."
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