January 2012
VOGUE: FIRST LOOK: Valentino Spring 2012 Couture →
vogue:
by Sarah Mower
SEE THE SLIDESHOW “We want to do something which is about fragility and beauty,” said Maria Grazia Chiuri, “something light—a reaction to the time we’re in.” She and Pier Paolo Piccioliwere working in the Valentino showroom on final fittings for their couture…
Salivating.
Fresh Perspective From A Potted Plant
I promise I haven’t forgotten about any of you.
In fact, I’ve been trucking along slowly behind the rest of you, reading posts as I find time. Time, now, is something I recently gained more of. I made some major decisions that have drastically altered what my schedules look like on a daily basis. That alone is taking some getting used to and can be a struggle some minutes, but tonight...
Stay Forever Sunday: Marriage. →
withoutmelissa:
I hate when we argue, but most often, it is the thing that reminds us we are human. For so long we were a couple and then our eyes blinked closed and they opened to us with a baby on each hip, an official new title: mama. daddy. and less time than we’d ever had before for our individual selves and…
“So we go on, being human. Living with our imperfect selves....
The White Elephant in the Room: The Sound + The... →
whiteelephantintheroom:
I knew we’d meet one day, I confess. But I had this definitive idea of where I hoped to be when we did.
Laurie nods.
And though I’m closer to that place than I’ve ever been, I haven’t quite arrived yet—
But you’ve lived, she interrupts. You’ve traveled the world—and written a book!…
I love reading White Elephant posts. I’ve said it before, I know, but I...
the mynabirds - la rain (live)
natashanicole88:
I Would Do Anything For You -...
all girl summer fun band - new in town.
December 2011
the letters
fiftywords:
These are for you, she said. Give them back to me when you mean it. They were my letters to her, wrapped in a pink ribbon, penned in medium black ink, written over weeks that turned months. Hopelessly devoted, they said. But never doubt, they said.
I still have them.
My new ETSY shop! Come by to check out some of my... →
the softies - the places we go
The Northern air...
“Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on...”
– Buddha (via laurennnlee)
Onward, upward. Backward, forward. Onward, upward. Backward, forward. Onward, upward. Onward, onward, onward.
I've spent today in and out of bed,
out for a few minutes, in for a few hours. out for a few hours, in for awhile. I haven’t been able to shake off the sleep that wrapped itself so tightly around me this morning that I felt my eyelids crash closed while I was making coffee this morning. And so, back to bed I went. I’ve been fighting off a migraine for the majority of the day and cold sweats from The Yuck. I have...
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Stepping back,
for the next little while, from le blog.
I forgot how cold it gets,
chapped lips and necks covered by scarves solo hands stuffed into pockets furrowed brows and dry tongues. shoes trudge along through rain and snow and sleet I forgot how cold it gets.
blankets folded under folded legs and wavering, shakey words are left to fall between the sidewalk cracks fingers reach out for a warm embrace, I forgot how cold, how cold it gets. I forget how cold it gets.
November 2011
“It is strange and true that sometimes intense emotion can cause us to respond in...”
– Elizabeth Gilbert; Eat, Pray, Love
