Monday, February 21, 2011


i tumbled over here, and i'm totally hooked.

Friday, October 22, 2010


welcome to my dream house. i mean, my honest to god, dream house.
it's the cozy new hampshire farm house of the genius behind emersonmade, emerson, and her husband, ryan. i just want to move in rightthisverysecond.
see, this would be my lovely little entryway.
this is where i would do my laundry.
a library for all my very favorite books.

and this perfect kitchen with a farmers sink and a butcher block.

it's heaven, actually, heaven on earth.

Thursday, October 21, 2010


i found this a few months ago over on the sartorialist and holy moly did i have a total and complete freak out.
anyone who knows anything about me knows i have this totally weird thing for the "boyfriend" jean. i respect they are in no way flattering. its cool. yet, some how this lady makes them look effortlessly chic. it could be the shoes, but i'm seriously doubting all her coolness is dependent on those oxfords. i'm pretty confident, it's because those jeans are the greatest things i've ever seen.
i bet she is french. all the chic ones are.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010


things i've been doing these past couple months.

one. visiting this dude.
we spent last week bopping around manhattan, and man oh man was the big apple just what i needed. i even wore make up on saturday night (see above, so artfully next to the granola...) so you know a good time was had by all.

two. going to maine.
or, as some people like to call it, heaven.

three. playing dress up.
what is your senior year of college without a few costume parties? the bright red lipstick added a little shock value. now, if only i could charleston.

four. tailgating on saturdays with the greatest roommate of all time.
last tailgate of college is on my birthday. so. psyched. november 20 can't come soon enough.

life has been sweet more often than not, sure missing gt is hard, but you just make do with what you get, blips of bliss here and there.
i'm good at the big picture. reminding myself that all days have potential to be perfect days. we only really get one shot, so i'm just going to keep smiling big and feeling lucky, because, all in all, life is good.

ps. i'm committing to hadleigh-on-sea again. it is going to become a daily destressing technique. inspiration is important, it helps you remember who you are when life gets in the way. i'm excited to be back.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010


i've left new york and my heart is aching. just nine months until i'm back in the thick of it, and those days seem both so so close and so so far. but, wallowing for yummy meatballs at 2 am, free fridays at moma, walks up 5th to work in the morning to work, and through the village for stoop stealing at night won't do me any good.
i'm back to the land of the pines to finish up my degree, and there are plenty of perks to living senior year to the fullest. tailgating in sundresses every weekend this fall, celebrating my birthday with my amazing friends (and lots of champagne!), comfy sweaters to fill my caffeine dependent late (late) nights at the library, and plenty of trips back up to the big apple to see g.t.
bring it on wake forest. i'm ready.


have been getting a lot of grief from g.t. for slacking on this sweet little blog as of late. "still only one blog for the entire month of august? someone has been a bit distracted." enough lip sweet boy. i'm back.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010


i got to spend my weekend in this heavenly spot. my first trip to maine was beyond.
i learned how to eat lobster like a true mainer, jumped off the boat in the middle of the lake because i just had to swim atthatverysecondinthatveryspot, watched an amazing sunset, and fell a lot more in love.
leaving to come back for my last week in the city was unbelievably hard. as much as i love new york, taking everything down a notch for a few days reminds me of a different sort of life, one with what feels like lots more time. so, for these last few days, i'm going to make an effort, to remember every little moment. because, no matter where i am, moosehead or manhattan, i've never felt so lucky.