wouldn’t you be a lovely addition to my spring wardrobe?



island mimosas.

Above and beyond anything I ever did in my life, I wanted to be happy.
That’s a better intention than a white picket fence.

Goldie Hawn, on Oprah’s Master Class


the languages of love.

mine will be memory. i will remember + record.

b/c i won’t be good at voicing the i love you’s, the kind words. i won’t offer up compliments freely, and i won’t take them humbly. but i’ll remember it all. your shoes. the cut of the light across the floor.

the wild and wily ways of a brunette bombshell


(via Things I Love / i heart coffee)

Walking through the park on a warm January day

I dream of these shoes for spring.

Can we just lower the price a bit? :(


A good laugh and a long sleep are the two best cures for anything,

Irish proverb

today ______ made me happy

bonding over a lovely glass of wine



this case makes me want an iPhone even more.

kate spade, you are just too damn cute. 

the kind of woman i want to be

I was inspired by this post over at one of my favorite blogs, written by the lovely meg fee…

i want to eat my veggies every day and actually enjoy them

i want to go to bed at the time i plan to before i get distracted 

i want to understand what i feel and be confident enough to voice it

i want to get all the things done on my never-ending to do list

i want to cook the fantastic meals that i rip out of magazines & print from the food blogs that make my stomach yearn 

i want to wear bright lipstick without worrying what others will think or if i’ll stand out too much

i want to perfect a high bun and rock it

i want to actually work out and push my body to achieve the physical form i desire instead of just telling myself that i’ll do but knowing i actually won’t 

i want to discover my own creativity

i want to stop spending money on silly things like lattes and magazines but really don’t want to do without them

i want to let myself be completely honest in my relationship and have faith that it’s all ok

i want to learn more about me, who i really am, and who i want to be

to be continued…


sunday night anxiety

how does one return to work with sincere motivation and excitement, and not dread and anticipation, after having, once again, a wonderfully relaxing and overall, just really nice weekend, when one just dreams of these sort of days continuing?


Guacamole Grilled Cheese Sandwich


caramel macchiato tiramisu.


chocolate cola cake with toasted coconut and pecan icing.

You want a job, a vacation, heath insurance, validation, a back rub, a scalp massage at the place where you get your haircut, people who are jealous of you, an ex who won’t stop texting you when they’re drunk, Twitter followers, happiness maybe sorta, someone to buy you lunch at a fancy restaurant, a mentor who can tell you what the hell to do with your life, a reliable internet connection, a reliable human connection, a gift card to the grocery store, dinner parties with friends where everyone will pretend to have their crap together for just one night, a nice flirty text message to wake up to every morning for the rest of your life, for everyone to like you even if you don’t like anyone, and one of those nights that doesn’t end till 9 AM and reminds you what it feels like to be young and alive.

Ryan O’Connell, What 20-Somethings Want on Thought Catalog (via nikad)




(via gastro / Homemade Moon pies.)

I had never done anything that took my own breath away, and I suppose now that was part of the problem—my chronic inability to astonish myself. I promise you, no one judges me more harshly than I do myself.

Sue Monk Kidd, The Mermaid Chair (via creatingaquietmind)
You know that feeling, when you’re just waiting. Waiting to get home into your room to close the door and to fall into bed to let out everything you kept in that day? That feeling of both relief and desperation. Nothing is wrong, but nothing is right either. And you’re tired. Tired of everything, tired of nothing. And you just want someone to be there and to tell you that its going to be okay. But nobody is there. You know you have to be strong because nobody can fix you.


Snowy morning surprise



I saw this man on the Metro this past Monday, and asked him who the flowers were for. They were for his wife. They’ve been married for 47 years. Every Monday, he brings her home flowers after work. My heart died at that moment.


Perhaps you think too much. The best thing is simply to fall in love.

Henry James, The American  (via musingsinfemininity)

Travel is so rewarding that it should take precedence over other things younger people spend money on.

Advice on Finishing With No Regrets”  (via musingsinfemininity)

Audrey Hepburn - Moon River (Breakfast at Tiffany’s Theme)

It is important to spend most of your time in the company of people who support you without meddling, who give you the space to grow, who applaud when you spread your wings in whatever way YOU want to fly.

Jonathan Lockwood Huie (via creatingaquietmind)