Below are some raw photos from the day, but I wanted to add them as well!
Washington D.C. One of my favorite places to visit. It is a home away from home. It is a place to experience the political climate of our wonderful nation. It is a place to enter into the minds of some of the greatest authors with the greatest ideas. And it is a place to watch … Continue reading A Place of Politics, Prose, & Pro’s: D.C.
Twenty trips around the sun. This is the first birthday that I have rolled out of bed and actually felt something different in the air. There was finally a "Why yes I do" moment to the ubiquitous birthday question of "Do you feel older today?" I think it's because I know that somehow I had … Continue reading 25.April.17: Turning Twenty
Spring Break Part Two. More photos from break, but this time they feature this amazing swimsuit that fulfilled my desire of living out the "Yellow Polkadot Bikini" song, Capri Sun pouches, and my best friend rocking some heart-shaped glasses (ha). We definitely thought we were invincible, and forgot to wear sunscreen... so our New York … Continue reading She Wore An Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polkadot Bikini.
Spring Break Part One. We started at JFK Airport and ended up in Gulf Shores, Alabama. These photos explain every bit of our trip.... so please enjoy all of them from the dramatic poses to the bursts of laughter captured. Plus I think I love vintage Coke advertisements so much that I may have become … Continue reading Coca-Cola Kids.
Hey there everyone! So my hometown best friend/ soul sister/ girl who is literally there for me any minute I need her (even though we live thousands of miles apart) came to visit me in NYC. What we specialize in is making simple activities grand and eating delicious treats while doing it. Thus, we scouted … Continue reading A Visit From The Other Half Of My Hometown Girl Gang.
“Where are you moving?” I said, “Onto better things.” Because home is no place That has ever belonged to me My home isn’t here My home wasn’t there But my home can follow me around Everywhere, Anywhere Home is a perfect stranger With a familiar billboard smile Home is an inward sanctuary With reveries that … Continue reading Home.
Consider. Roses aren't always red. And violets are not exactly blue. Yet, this lie is how we've learned to represent 'I love you'. But Youths folly. Love cannot be contained in a vase, But free in an endless field. This truth, a hidden fragrance. Oh, Queen of Adoration. How lovely that rose be. … Continue reading A Gamble For A Rose
I know you. I've walked with you once upon a dream. (Looking at you New York!) Saturday mornings are for waking up and realizing you need to go grocery shopping because your pantry is empty. But when you pass Lincoln Center on a bright, sunny, and 60 degree day in the midst of winter, and … Continue reading The Sleeping Beauty: New York City Ballet