Sunday, August 28, 2011

there must be millions of people all over the world who never get any love letters... i could be their leader.

charlie brown

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

"do five things you don't want to do. and do them all before noon."

1. get out of bed.

good morning, loves.
i'm going to go brew myself a pot of coffee. today will need it.

Monday, August 22, 2011

this is just to say,

there's something about a man who can name all the constellations, you know?

Thursday, August 18, 2011

"Think pink. A better way of life."--eloise

i felt like the pure definition of 'eloise' today.
(it was glorious)
postscript: a little bird told me i now own a pair of darling cherry red shoes...well, practically. (my birthday is in twenty seven days to be precise, but who's counting?)

my joyeux anniversaire

1.j.crew weatherby rain boots.
[red please.]
2. canon fish eye lense.
3. a bouquet of flowers sent to my door.
4. a string of light bulbs.
5. a yellow dress.
6. a polaroid camera/ and or film.(see here)
7. the beatles vinyl album.
8. a trip to the ocean.
9. bubblegum. the good kind.
10. the "office theme song" played for me on the piano.
11. a uke. [id name her june]
12. john mayer...or maybe just his cd.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

cherish your solitude. take trains by yourself
to places you have never been. sleep out alone
under the stars. learn how to drive a stick shift.
go so far away that you stop being afraid of not
coming back. say no when you don't want to do
something. say yes if your instincts are strong, even 
if everyone around you disagrees. decide whether 
you want to be liked or admired. decide if fitting in
is more important than finding out what you're doing here.
believe in kissing.

even ensler

Sunday, August 14, 2011

almost thirty.

yesterday i was thinking about my birthday.

i've been trying not to worry. but i couldn't help but think that in 33 days, i'll be thirteen years away from thirty.

that's not very many at all.

o my.
When you find a man
Who transforms
Every part of you
Into poetry,
Who makes each one of your hairs
Into a poem,
When you find a man,
As I am
OF bathing and adorning you
With poetry,
I will beg you
To follow him without hesitation,
It is not important
That you belong to me or him
But that you belong to poetry.  

When You Find a Man
by Nizar Qabbani

Thursday, August 4, 2011

i always forget about thursday.(and here's a bunch of nonsense)

i talked to this little girl on the phone today.(see above photo)
she might be the c u t e s t thing that you ever did see. and i've only seen her once, so that must mean something.

i had a concert to go to with my sisters tonight. i took my camera with me. but i think i got sidetracked by counting all the people wearing TOMs instead. 23. and my camera has a serious lack of pictures on it now. zut!
but i made penny wishes in the fountain afterwards, so that made up for the missing photos.

saturday i go to a wedding. and the fact of the matter is, i love weddings. so i'm looking forward to it.

and i gardened with my mother today.

all in all, today wasn't half bad. even though i did forget it was thursday.
(photo via)

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

 my heart has been happy today.


summer days just might be the most pleasant words in the english language.