Fox & Burrow

Seeking & Creating Beauty

Launch Day

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This is it! Today is the day! We're launching WELCOME over on Instagram in just a few minutes!!!


Kala and I have been hard at work toward this goal and we are SO EXCITED! This first round only has 10 items, but we're looking to grow and produce more styles and sizes. We want everyone to feel welcome in our shop and are thrilled to bring this to you today! Follow along with @shp_wlcm and contact us via DM if you have any interest in custom ordered items! 

xo, Bruk


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It happens. God gives vision and then suddenly, all of life is dedicated to seeing that vision realized. Whether things come together quickly, without a hitch, or after years of hard work and planting seeds, nothing matches the emotional hell that is starting a business.

When the idea hits you, it's like nothing you've ever seen or heard of. It's genius. It's revolutionary. IT'S GONNA CHANGE LIVES. Right up until the next day, when that exact product suddenly finds its way into the sidebar ads on Facebook or Google (seriously, they hear us talking, there's no other way) and you delve head first into a pool of your product so deep that you may never make it back to the surface. 

Then come the doubts.

"I know God gave me this, but there's so much like it out there. It's not original at all. What am I supposed to do with this? Maybe it wasn't God? Maybe it was just an idea I really liked and projected onto God? Maybe He actually wants me to stop with this creative stuff and get a real job? Am I being irresponsible? Am I letting God down? NO! He made me this way! He doesn't want to squelch it! He's going to make a way! As long as I'm responsible with it and steward it well. But am I being responsible with it? What does steward mean? Does God even want me to do this? SHOULD I GET A REAL JOB?"

You guys, that's four seconds of thoughts right there. On a good day. Usually I'm somehow thinking all those things at once. Needless to say, the toll it takes on the mind is pretty taxing. I went through all of this when I started my jewelry business in 2011. It's never been my main source of income and I never really expected it to be, but it's certainly caused its fair share of grief. 

It was also right around that time that God gave me a vision for something bigger. As I worked through logistics and finances and all the things, I realized it was a long term goal. I planned to start this business by the time I turned 30 and every year it seemed a little less likely. With each passing season God added something to the mix. Something I didn't entirely understand or wrap my brain around. Something completely impractical and not possible. I worked everywhere from boutiques to offices, restaurants to schools, Oregon to Uganda to Portland. And God was dropping little pins all over the place. 

Finally, while living in Portland, working at my 'dream job', and growing dangerously close to 30, it all came together. God restored areas of my heart and mind I didn't know were broken, and landed me nearly back to where I started in 2011 - with an idea, and a super talented best friend. She's wildly creative and constantly pushes the boundaries of my brain. AND SHE'S ON BOARD.

We picked up talks of a business again in very vague terms. A lot of "ifs" and "maybes", that quickly turned into "whens" and "hows". We both knew if there was a time to try, this was it. I left Portland, moved to Lebanon, and she started teaching me her ways. We each brought our ideas to the table and while they matched perfectly, we both went in with a bit of trepidation. There was a whole new layer of doubt. As sure as we were, our life work would now be tied to another person. The facade of control that we once had is out the window, and that's pretty dang terrifying. We're both scared to be the weak link. Both scared the other is the weak link. AND THANK GOD FOR GOD, BECAUSE SERIOUSLY, WE ARE BOTH THE WEAK LINK.

As we've been living and working together for two months now, our insecurities have come out in all sorts of messy ways, but with it comes new opportunities to know each other. Love each other. Encourage each other. Work together. And for God to fill in the gaps. This season of life is already one of the scariest, most exhilarating, and full seasons I've had.

SO! Phase 1 rolls out in ONE WEEK! Our Instagram Shop launches August 10!!! We'll post videos explaining more of our vision for our brand and have a couple of giveaways as well. Stay tuned to learn more and start following on Instagram and Facebook now to stay up to date! We can't wait to take you on this journey!

xo, Bruk


New Home Trend: Maximalism

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Maximalism. It's all the rage.

In case you're confused, that's an actual headline I saw that caused me to fall to the floor laughing and then within moments feel sick to my stomach. Seriously, stop reading right now, go to Pinterest and search "maximalism". It's a far cry from yesterday's home trend. Okay, now exit Pinterest and never return. I'll preface this whole post by saying that I LOVE decor. For a significant amount of my life I truly believed that my path would be architecture/interior design and my actual path hasn't been too far from it. I've dedicated most of my life to finding the beauty in the world and creating it where it doesn't seem to be. 

I believe beauty is the fingerprint of God, and it's my job to make it known.

                *enter split personality*


I'll totally admit that I own a lot of things. I've moved six times in the past three years, and each time I purged and purged and purged. I've reduced my closet and my belongings more than you could imagine and I still own a lot of things. It's the type of person I am, and to be honest, it's always been an insecurity of mine. Especially living in Portland, the minimalist city. The less you own, the cooler you are, the more friends you have, and the deeper your Instagram fame runs. Portlanders indulge in food and drink and concerts and sex, not owning things. I've always been a little bit nervous before friends come over that they'll be shocked at how not cool I am. I even tried (for a few months) the minimalist look in my bedroom and it was DEPRESSING.

I need color in my life. I need texture in my life. I need things that remind me of the people and places I love. Who are these serial-killers with white walls and no belongings? Are they living life on the run? Constantly prepared to pack up and evade arrest? I seriously don't get it.

Little did I know that Summer 2017, I would be cool again

See, the consumerist world was waiting for every last millennial to get rid of every last belonging and suddenly realize they don't have a couch to sit on or pan to cook with, THEN STRIKE. You wanna be cool? All you need is a bunch of things. It kind of doesn't matter what they are because it's all about overloading and distracting the eye. But then again, if you really want to be cool, you'll collect them in your travels. You're gonna need to load that passport with stamps if you're gonna get enough things to fill your house (we recommend an airline mileage credit card). Don't forget to bring home trinkets for your friends or they'll think you don't care about them. And if you want to be extra cool, you'll need large scale photographs of the places you go, so you'll need to buy a VERY nice camera. And we all spiral back down into the pit of "needs" for the next 10 years until we get an email titled "New Home Trend: Minimalism!" and start emptying our lives of our collections once again.


Keep doing your thing!

If an empty home makes you feel serene and peaceful, BY ALL MEANS, carry on with your sterile, serial killer ways.

If you don't like to know the true color of your walls, cover them with all the beautiful garbage you can find.

You don't need anyone to tell you how to decorate. You have it in you. Be free.

xo, Bruk

Ladies, Submit!

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I'll start out by saying, there is something uniquely permeating about the current feminist climate that makes me hesitant to give any opinion on this topic for risk of drowning in comments, but there's a long running tradition in the church that needs to be addressed.

Ladies, submit. 

As a woman in her late 20s, you better freakin' believe I've been to a wedding or two. In fact, I've literally been to two this week, so you could say I know some things. I know that women are lovely and men are fools (a whole other topic that I'll eventually talk about here), that marriage is hard work but it's worth it, that maxi dresses conveniently cover the sweat dripping down your back and legs, that there's never going to be food for me, and most importantly, that wives submit and husbands lead. We get this very important piece of information from the Bible, so don't argue it, ladies. There's really no point. 

If you're about to close up shop and move onto the next article in your feed, hang in there for a hot second. I'm not here to disagree. Maybe just shed a little light on a topic that doesn't get talked about quite enough, or gets talked about way too much, or something like that. I'll bet you couldn't contain on all your fingers and toes the number of teachings, lectures, podcasts, etc. you've heard about women submitting to their husbands. I'll give you the reference. Ephesians 5.

Wives, understand and support your husbands in ways that show your support for Christ. The husband provides leadership to his wife the way Christ does to his church, not by domineering but by cherishing. So just as the church submits to Christ as he exercises such leadership, wives should likewise submit to their husbands.

Husbands, go all out in your love for your wives, exactly as Christ did for the church—a love marked by giving, not getting. Christ’s love makes the church whole. His words evoke her beauty. Everything he does and says is designed to bring the best out of her, dressing her in dazzling white silk, radiant with holiness. And that is how husbands ought to love their wives. They’re really doing themselves a favor—since they’re already “one” in marriage.

The nuanced way that leadership is described here gives me the deepest inner peace. It doesn't churn my stomach to think of being fully surrendered to "a love marked by giving not getting." To a man whose "words evoke my beauty and bring out the best in me". To leadership that "isn't domineering, but cherishing." Whoa. Seriously, ladies, who's got a problem with that? The issue is that I've never heard that at a wedding. Or in a church. Or on a blog. Actually, never. (Maybe because these weddings are all mysteriously led by men?) In fact, I've heard the near opposite. Something like "God calls us to love sacrificially, but we all fail at that and even when we do, it's your job to submit." But what about that special little line there - "the church submits to Christ as he exercises such leadership". Are we called to submission when our spouses aren't walking in line with Jesus' character? Jesus was/is way too female-empowering for that, right? This is a serious question, guys. I'm feeling things out.

ON TOP OF ALL OF THIS, I've rarely heard someone back up just one verse: "Submit yourselves, one to another, out of reverence for Christ." Hold up. It seems like God saw this coming and tried to prepare us for it. I don't quite know where that got lost along the way, but it seems kind of important. Wives aren't the only ones called to submission? Is it possible that there's a time for husbands to submit to the leadership of their wives? Wouldn't it be wild if you couldn't "out submit" each other? I mean, you are one, after all.

Like I said, I'm grappling with this whole topic, and as a single lady, I'd love to get a better grasp on it before I have a husband and it's an actual issue in my life. Married ladies? Advice? My one and only piece of experience, thus far, was with a guy I went on a few dates with. Sorry to say, I wasn't really feeling it, BUT the one thing I took away from that short season was how incredibly easy it is to care for someone who sees you with Jesus' eyes. Not a day passed that he didn't tell me exactly what God sees in me. And I just wanted to be there for him and support him any way I could, despite having no romantic feelings. It was the most natural thing. I think that's how it should be. That maybe God made us that way. 

xo, Bruk

P.S. One more quick note for the road. "Wives, submit to your husbands" is not the same as "women, submit to men". Don't let them trick you.

Let Me Tell You Why You Should Break Up

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"How are you still single?!"

It's that nagging question that's supposed to be flattering, but kind of isn't, and you don't really know the answer to, and you spiral into that rabbit hole in your brain where everything you've ever done hides, and you don't stop analyzing for the next three weeks.

On the off chance that someone reading this doesn't know the one thing that seemingly everyone on the planet knows, I'm nearly 29 and I've never had a boyfriend. I wrote this blog last year when I was nearly 28 and had never had a boyfriend and it seriously gets stranger every year. I so vividly remember turning 16 and thinking This is it. This is the year I have my first boyfriend. 


Fast forward to 18. I was like Hmm, weird that hasn't happened yet. I wonder why no one's interested.

21: Wow, I'm 21 and I've never had a boyfriend. WHAT THE H-E-DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS IS WRONG WITH ME?

23: Oh my gosh, I'm 23 and I've never had a boyfriend. This is insane. I should get an award. I'm amazing.

25: Crap. I have malaria AND I'm going to be alone forever!

28: I'm getting too old to care about this. Jesus, you my boo.


Seriously, you guys, here's the thing. THIS is why I'm single. I can't possibly imagine spending every day with someone I don't think is the coolest ever. I've been told for years that my bar is set too high, and I used to buy into it, but NOT ANY MORE. Too many people are believing the lie! Don't lower the bar! There is a serious lack of healthy relationships because people are settling. Settling for lust, for "nice", for not alone. It's an epidemic. 

For real, I think this might be my message to the world. If you're thinking maybe you should break up, you should break up*. There is someone out there who will blow your mind one day. Even if it's in ten years. And think about it. Would you rather be married to someone you moderately like now and for your entire life, or wait ten more years to marry someone you actually want to be around. I'll take door #2, Monty.

Look, I'm not searching for perfection. I know that physical attraction isn't the most important thing. I know that you could be potentially shocked that you'd ever be head over heels for the person that you are. There's no box I'm putting my future person in. But I can tell you this. If I don't like spending time with him more than I like being alone, it's not worth it. If he doesn't make me want to more of Jesus, it's not worth it. If I don't feel safe being 100% myself, it's not worth it.

So there you have it. To all the people wondering why I've never had a boyfriend, how I'm still single, what deep rooted issues I probably have... I've just never met the coolest guy ever. If you have, help a sister out.

xo, Bruk

*This is almost always true. If you want advice on your specific case, I'm happy to chat. Seriously. I love this conversation.