fort building

I built a fort in my living room. We gathered all the pillows in the apartment and piled in on top of them; wine glasses in one hand and the puppy in the other. We snuggled in and sipped the red and watched funny movies until late in the evening/early in the morning when sleep stole us away. He woke me around four and we moved to the bed, which was much more comfortable for our old bones.

While he cooked breakfast the next morning I curled up in the pillow pile and read. Later, after errands, I came home and napped in the fort while the record player sang and the sun set. Almost exactly 24 hours after the fort was built, I returned the sheet to the closet and the chairs to the four sides of the table. The living room is now just a living room. Until next time.

april fools

Went thrifting with my flatmate last week. We scored super big. I came home with three beautiful dresses and an amazing lace and silk gown (that may have been someones wedding dress it's so pretty). This was one of the dresses that I came home with. It's so soft and brilliantly constructed and absolutely divine. I went 60s matchy matchy with a hair bow, and fabulous red heels (c/o my beloved KTPink. love ya. thanks!).

Also, I redid my closet (finally listening to Katie's suggestion) and pulled all my clothes out of my tiny box of a closet. Everything I own (that's not folded into various shelves and drawers) is hanging in rainbow order in the wall opposite my bed. I stare at it as I fall asleep and it brightens my day every time I wake up and see it. It's also proving helpful remembering what I own. One day soon I hope to have all my laundry done so I'll have all my clothes clean and available for pursuing.

vanity is me

Summer is passing by so quickly, in a stream of days 100 degrees and higher. I sweat when I walk to work, I sweat while waiting for the bus, I sweat underground, and I sweat while I walk home. Although, I love walking home. If the sun is up I sip my water and take my time, turning the pages of my book. If the sun is down, I walk slowly and admire the houses and dream of living in my own. With a puppy curled at my feet, a cat on my lap, and a huge kitchen with homemade pizza and baked goods.

In the meantime (the time between renting and owning; living paycheck to paycheck and having savings), I work with clothes all the time. I am also playing with make-up! I haven't really worn make-up since high school but now I'm really getting into it. A little blush, some shadowing under the cheekbones, blue eyeliner! It's kind of fun. Also, newsprint nails! It took several hours to do them properly but I received tons of compliments.

We also eat dinner on the roof. Ada, Joel, Boyfriend and i. We sit up there and watch the sunset and eat food, drink wine, and laugh. It's good to have good company. It's good to live in a beautiful place. It's good with beautiful people.

The blue dress was my mom's. White lapels, white buttons, white flower. Perfection!

these are a few of my favorite things

I got home from a day of hanging with family (breakfast with Boyfriend, an afternoon at my Grandmother's, and dinner with the parents) with this incredible need for change! I spent an hour or so moving furniture around the apartment. The couch, the desk, the chairs are all rearranged and it looks really good! Ada and I have much more to do (we are getting a craft table, moving one big piece of antique furniture, creating art to hang) but these changes were really big and feel good.

I knew that we were going to be changing the apartment a lot so at the beginning of the summer I decided to photograph some of my favorite parts of the apartment!

1. Pretty dresses that used to hang on my wall.

2. Jewelry and miscellany that sits on my windowsill.

3. My favorite bookshelf in my bedroom. Filled with my prettiest books, shoes, and part of my camera collection.

4. My mom's blue glass head and the top hat Boyfriend gifted me our first Christmas together.

5. The dining room with fresh flowers and homemade scones.

heat lightening

We sat out on the balcony in the heat and felt the storm come closer. We could feel the electricity in the air before the first shot rang out. From the heavens to our earth, light connecting us. For God so loved the world. We sat on the balcony, cold beers sweating, watching the heat crackle. The lightening grew. Single strands then strands of two and three. We knew were were safe. Untouched by the far off raging storm.

as of late

My mom gave me this idea for hanging frames. Newspaper cut outs make it much easier to figure out how you want to arrange your art.

A lot of my frames are still empty. I like how they look though; like they are open to all possibility.



The gray has made me want to sleep all day and never leave my nest of a bed.

Alas, there are thesi (thesis's?) to write and photos to edit and (with my spring break at an end) classes to attend.

rainbow sheets

Don't you hate when you make the bed, only to find you left the boy in there?