Sweatpants. Hair Tied. (& Valentine’s)

February 14, 2015 § 1 Comment

Chillin’ with no makeup on…. Is how I’ll be spending Valentine’s Day. Obviously listening to new Drake. His surprise album is what I’ve now dubbed as V-Day Miracle 2015, and I plan on listening to it on repeat through the weekend.  Danny and I are both sick-ish. So we have no reason to do anything but spend Saturday in our pajamas. He made a boss avgolemono soup (he introduced me to this Greek magic & it’s my absolute favorite!) and I have magazine reading to catch up on. It’s v cold in Raleigh, but nice (nothing like NYFW cold). And we have kissing to do.

My picks, accordingly.


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Go Away. Or Don’t.

October 26, 2014 § Leave a comment

Today marks a week of straight of nonstop wind and water and sporadic bouts of sunlight that vanish in about two whole minutes.


We’re officially rained in here in Oban. Ferries have cancelled. A boat named The Elizabeth washed up on the bay in the wrong spot. I’m not sure if my umbrella is an appendage or just a lost cause. BUT WHAT ELSE ARE SUNDAYS FOR? I’ve written a rained-in recommendation list for you nice readers. Don’t act like it isn’t comforting to be trapped indoors when it’s cold.

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We Can’t Stop (having dessert for breakfast)

February 27, 2014 § 2 Comments

After spending yesterday trudging through rainy streets in wet clothes with cold hands and no umbrella, I was very grateful for a sunny, lazy morning. I spent my hours before noon with a dear friend, delicious treats, and generous amounts of natural light. Since my fiction professor (and the rest of the creative writing dept.) boarded an early flight to attend Seattle’s AWP Conference, class was cancelled.  This meant I was allowed to stay in bed a tad longer with the whole morning at my disposal. Disposal is poor word choice—I did not have a morning to get rid of or simply throw away.  Instead, I was given extra time to enjoy my favorite part of the day in the best way possible.

I woke several snooze buttons later than usual, laced converse on over knit socks, and biked a few streets over to my friend Kyle’s for breakfast.  There, I lolled in a window nook (still wearing pajamas) drinking freshly brewed coffee.  There is actually no better place to do such activities than his apartment. The best thing about Kyle is everything, and his company, believe it or not, is even better than his impeccable taste. By the time I arrived, he had already baked salted-chocolate-truffle cookies (it wasn’t even 10am), purchased almond milk specifically for me, and was chopping tomatoes.  We spent our morning talking about all the important things in life (art, hair, flowers, Miley), the places we hope to see ourselves in the next few years, and the ex-boyfriends we hope to never see again. Wherever I do end up, I hope he isn’t too far away.

We decided the only practical thing to do after breakfast was to go to a florist. I forgot to mention that we are enablers of each others shared fresh flower addiction. Kyle purchased some, I did not (only because I’m leaving town tomorrow), and we both admired blooms and blue parakeets chirping in their cage by the register.

The purpose of all of this is to say that life can be really, really easy if you let it be (says the girl who didn’t bake the cookies, just ate them.). Thankful for the cities we end up in, the people we meet there, and the mornings we experience together. Oh and cancelled classes…Always thankful for those.

p.s. Despite my initial complaints, I still loved yesterday’s rain.

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Brief Love Letter to Black Tap

February 19, 2014 § 1 Comment

Giving yourself some well-desrved personal time is the best way to get through a busy week, no? I spent my morning wondering why it was so bright in my apartment, walking out into the sunniest weather we’ve had in a while, and studying at Black Tap Coffee. If you live in Charleston, how could you not want to spend all mornings tucked away on Beaufain Street basking in all that natural light? It’s a terrific shop that we’re very lucky to have. I usually order a pot of tea or pour-over coffee, but this morning I tried the brown sugar latte and may never go back. While biking to my 10am after, I had to make a serious effort to not turn around. Thanks Black Tap for reminding me that even Wednesday mornings can feel like Sundays.

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Happy Out

January 29, 2014 § 1 Comment


Lo and behold! Snow. Turns out, Charleston had it in her. Regardless of the light adorable snowfall, today felt like a holiday.  Early this morning I received news that my reservation request had been approved, and that I’ll be staying in Dublin, Ireland during my Spring break from classes. I am so very, very thankful for the opportunities I’ve been given and the places I’m able to go walk around in.

My intention for creating this blog was to, in any way I can, celebrate the mornings and the potential they have for self-reflection and self-appreciation.  This morning is just that. I woke up to snowy streets, the best news, no obligatory freezing bike ride to classes in Maybank Hall, and a text saying I could work from home (thanks, Art Mag!).

I kept the good stuff coming by making my favorite peppermint-rose tea, read some of Nicole Terez Dutton’s debut collection The Ways We Fall, eventually made scrambled eggs with feta & balsamic tempeh for breakfast, and, obviously, yelped/bookmarked all cafes, pubs, and gardens within walking distance of my soon-to-be Dublin building.

If you can brace the weather wherever you are, I encourage you to plan a trip for yourself.  Whether that is a walk around the block or a flight 3,790 miles across the Atlantic- I guarantee you’ll feel some sort of satisfaction when you get there.


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A fitting passage // Nicole Terez Dutton

Where I'll be staying in Dublin

Where I’ll be staying in Dublin


January 22, 2014 § Leave a comment

Some mornings should just last all day, right?

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