This Calls for Another Love Story

February 13, 2015 § Leave a comment

The beautiful creatures over at A.Payne featured my musings on Love and Valentines day and whatever it is that we define as a love story. My current love story is eating granola and dropping it into my laptop keyboard while Danny makes coffee and talks back to the television. Happy Friday, friends.

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Here’s a little peek, but you’ll have to read the entire post here. Spoiler alert: Hair rollers. Heart robe. Holding my cat. « Read the rest of this entry »


February 5, 2015 § 4 Comments

Partay_0(1)A little over a year ago, I made this space on the internet. I needed an outlet to store photos of my boyfriend’s band and I thought people cared as much as I did about coffee and juicing (some do!). Anyway- I’m thrilled to have had this baby for one rotation around the sun. Thanks to all who have been reading. You’ve been a source of nonstop inspiration since day one, when I published my first post as a break from writing a long final paper for my very last undergrad film class. I miss that one bedroom apartment, that being twenty, sleep deprived and starting to understand that the world is mine to thoroughly explore. To travel. To love. To feel for. The blogging sphere is a small part of it, and I’m happy to be here. End rant. xoxoxo.

On Writing While Away

September 18, 2014 § Leave a comment

I love written notes.  I love them for their practicality and purpose.  I love them because I’m used to them.  Some I save (one from mom on Christmas morning, circa 2008:  “Santa’s helper wants to sleep for X amount of time.” posted at the staircase), some read once, others repeatedly, or replaced, or thrown away. Doesn’t matter.  What matters is that the act of writing is, at least for me, an unbreakable habit.  And it’s a good one. Here is a message. Remember it.  Plain and simple.

Which brings me to my next point: there are always going to be things to be reminded of.  And they can’t all be written down. We sometimes cling. We sometimes ignore. We pick and we choose.  Which is pretty much why we write in the first place.  To chisel away the marble as best we can, hoping whatever face underneath can eventually be put on display but not touched. And here (this particular platform), here is where I go after I’ve written in a three-dimensional journal, a legal pad dedicated to lists and foreign language scribbles, through iphone inbox/notepad, emails, etc. What surfaces here are echoes of the most important, most exciting, most sentimental things as I encounter them.  I don’t need them to be anything else.

Which brings me to my actual point:  I’m afraid of brag blogging.  I do not want to brag. I have just written a paper note saying, “Do not brag,” which will nuzzle itself into a pile of other reminders like “stop apologizing so often,” and “turn light on for baby chicks,” and “email grandma”. But when I post something like Last Saturday I walked to Spain I semi-cringe realizing whatever pride/excitement in doing so is overshadowed by boastfulness.  Which is never the blogger’s, or writer’s, or person-doing-something’s point.  There is a difference between writer and reader, but I do not want that difference to be a disconnect. Mostly, I do not want these messages to be lost in translation. I am in Berenx one more week then I’m traveling elsewhere. I am relentlessly grateful. I am proud of my experiences because I worked hard in order to have them. I was taught to appreciate a good thing when I see it. I feel encouraged to write the good things down. I’m not at all sorry for that.

Where said writing happens. Read as: where I mostly scroll Fashion Week posts instead.

Where said writing happens. Read as: where I mostly scroll Fashion Week posts.

Liebster Award

August 9, 2014 § Leave a comment

This is a chain-nomination and award given to new and upcoming blogs. Each person who is awarded has to answer 11 questions and then nominate another blogger.  Thank you so much, Cori for nominating me! I’ve been loving your blog (and friendship) since day one.  Loving it big time. 






1. Where did the inspiration for your blog come from? 

A combination of reading other lifestyle blogs and feeling like the things I was seeing and doing could be categorized and preserved, and eventually, shared.  It takes a lot of energy to be obsessed with so many things, I wanted a space for those things. The title comes from Frank Capra’s It Happened One Night.

2. Favorite Pastime?

Picking raspberries with my cousins at our family cabin in Minnesota. Super bonus is putting them straight into the pancake batter.

3. Favorite Song?

“God” by John Lennon.  The Beatles were the first band I ever cared about. “I don’t believe in Beatles, I just believe in me.” Daggers in the heart. Love it so much… That song just MOVES ME.

4. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

Small cottage with a garden in Bath, UK. Or anywhere in the UK with some greenery.

5. Dream hairstyle?

This. Mia Farrow’s hair in Rosemary’s Baby before she cuts it. I know, I know. I’m doing it wrong.

6. If you could speak to your 13 year old self, what would you say?

Stop slamming the door.

7. Who is your ideal dinner date?

Jimmy Stewart! Hands down.

8. Favorite Disney character?

Wendy from Peter Pan. I’m pretty sure she’s in her nightgown the whole movie (and she lives in London).

9. If you were a flower, what would you be?

Lily of the valley.

10. Best meal you’ve ever eaten?

Breakfast at Hatch & Sons in Dublin. Local and fresh, traditional Irish food.  Window seat in the rain. I think about it on a weekly basis.

11. What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever done?

Accepting certain things as they are and getting over them. It’s all worth it.


I now nominate Abigail and Allie from A.Payne! A blog written by cousins/besties mostly about fashion. Staring breathtaking photos of the beauties themselves and some no-shame sex confessions. Uplifting and honest. What else do you need?

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