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new years

tried to have a low key night, got trashed. no one would let me wear my chacos out. happy new year, y’all!

ps. ever have one of those nights when you’re just feeling yourself and you take a thousand selfies? that was me on nye… k bai

going for gold

everyone has goals for the new year, even if they don’t really want them. of course, i’ve got the obvious ones in mind. be healthy. save more money. read more. floss more. and so on.

i wanted to share with you some of my goals for the new year that aren’t so cookie cutter blah blah i’ll probably forget them by january 1st.

1. be more intentional when i buy clothes (and maybe, just maybe, buy less). this past week, i ran out of clothes hangers, so i did a quick run through of what i didn’t wear often enough to keep. i filled TWO (!!!) gigantic j. crew bags full of clothes, which thankfully my little sister took off my hands.

2. find furniture and art pieces i love, especially for my guest bedroom and another piece for my living room. i want my home to be a place where i like to spend my free time. plus, getting a guest bed that i love made me feel so adult.

3. be less afraid to try new things in the kitchen, and perfect several meals. i love eating, and for that reason, i love cooking. i bought a gorgeous cookbook, which i referenced in my last post, and i’m looking forward to trying nearly EVERY recipe! i would also love to entertain more, and this will give me a wonderful excuse to host parties galore. i’d like to cook two dishes a week.

these probably aren’t anything wild and crazy, but the idea of envisioning who and what i want to be always seems like a good idea.

what are your goals for the upcoming year? any tips to help me with my goals?

higher than a

one of my best friends and i have very similar taste in music, and he never fails to introduce me to artists i end up loving.

if you haven’t heard this song yet, you’ll probably listen to it five times in a row. the first time i heard it, i wasn’t impressed, but now that i’ve been listening to it on repeat, i love it. i actually listened to fka twigs’s song papi pacify first, and was enthralled by all the glitter in the video, which lead me to this song. apparently this is the more popular single, but i hadn’t heard it.

fka twigs reminds me of the weeknd meets janelle monae? i mean style-wise she’s not similar to janelle at all, but i think in terms of having a strong brand and similar target audience. what do you think? have you heard any good music lately?

back to school

first week down, 35 more to go.

year two feels better. it’s not easier, it’s not really that different, but i just feel like i’ve got control. i suppose it’s less unknown, less threatening. 

i’ve been going to sleep at a grandma’s bed time, close to 9 pm (or sometimes even 7…) each night. it’s definitely helped me feel more refreshed. i’ve also made a commitment to making more coffee at home rather than spending money on it. however, i do have a little coffee shop that i love. it’s locally owned and employs great people, so i feel very little guilt over spending money there. this is all to say that my mornings have become my favorite part of the day. i lounge around in bed for a half hour, get up, make coffee, and still have an hour or more before i have to get to school. 

in other news, it’s the beginning of fall. dreaming of wearing grays and browns and mustards all day. 

photo dump: summer’s end

got a new hair cut.. this is my sassy hair cut face

got a new hair cut.. this is my sassy hair cut face

bought this record the other day on my shopping spree <3 <3

bought this record the other day on my shopping spree

matchy matchy nails in bed

matchy matchy nails in bed

covered my notebooks for next year

covered my notebooks for next year

mega blurry shot of a fun night with friends, screenshot from a video

mega blurry shot of a fun night with friends, screenshot from a video

sweet blackberries

sweet blackberries

so i learned how to roller skate for a play this summer...

so i learned how to roller skate for a play this summer…

dwindle

I’ve been living in this striped tee and my black j crew Minnie pants. I have two weeks left until summer is over for me, and I have to head back to work. Almost time to retire the chacos for some work appropriate flats…

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patterns

do you ever mix patterns? sometimes I feel like all I ever wear is stripes. I am not ready to give that up, but I’ve been mixing things up by adding in some other patterns.

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polka dots and stripes! this skirt is a kimchi blue skirt I grabbed at urban outfitters and the shirt is a favorite crew t from target. I apologize for not having a full outfit photo, but what’s a single gal to do?

I also have been wearing headbands nonstop. my hair is crazy long right now, and since my bangs are too long to do much with, headbands have been keeping my hair out of my eyes. to top off this crazy pattern outfit, I’ve got on a sweet floral j. crew headband.

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what do you think? are you pro mixing patterns? are you even bolder than i am?

sunday morning

it’s been a quiet little morning. I got some coffee downtown and now I’m watching the sweetest little girl. i am so thankful for this peaceful day. this month has been so busy, even with my weekend getaway to the beach. i needed a break to slow down before summer starts.

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how do you slow down?

beautiful day

today is one of those days that just feels good. i slept in, went to my parents’ for easter dinner, and am now sitting at home drinking a beer in bed, soaking up sunlight.

days like today make me wish i could remember all of the good days, have them filed away in a cabinet that smelled dusty, but not dirty. so that i could pull up the memories whenever i need one.

i’m listening to andrew bird, which reminds me of another perfect day.

my very first concert was a 17th birthday present. i went to see andrew bird in asheville with my best friend. i remember thinking the bassist was flirting with me (but i was 17 so most likely, no). i also remember still thinking beer was gross, and the concert venue smelled too much like sweat and old beer. but, i was ecstatic to be in a different city, listening to music by someone i never thought i’d be in the same room with, and happy to be alive.

 

i hope this sunday finds you happy to be alive also. ❤