Showing posts from June, 2013

Last day at my first grown-up job.

I'm decidedly emotional.

Dressing for work when it's 90 degrees

Dress: Alternative Apparel; Jacket: Old Navy (old); Belt: Target; Flips: Ocean Minded via Piperlime

Top: American Eagle; Skirt: Ann Taylor Loft; Flats: Steve Madden via DSW; Headband: H&M
 I need to find a better way to take pictures. Here's one to prove I'm not as washed out as Photobooth claims:

Earrings: World Market
I'll miss my backyard so much when we move, though. It's so pretty and green. Sometimes deer will come right up to the railroad ties and snack.
P. S. I'm selling a few things on eBay. Check it out.

Black on Black

Silk blouse: Everlane; Skirt and belt: H&M; Boots: Steve Madden via eBay
This Everlane blouse was kind of a splurge, but easily the most comfortable and versatile item I've purchased all year. It's actually been too hot lately to warrant this kind of wardrobe, but the tropical storm has been pushing through a lot of wind and rain.

But it is not something we give. It is what we get in exchange for having to die.

Most of the time, most people are not crying in public, but everyone is always in need of something that another person can give, be it undivided attention, a kind word or deep empathy. There is no better use of a life than to be attentive to such needs. There are as many ways to do this as there are kinds of loneliness, but all of them require attentiveness, all of them require the hard work of emotional computation and corporeal compassion. All of them require the human processing of the only animal who risks “getting it wrong” and whose dreams provide shelters and vaccines and words to crying strangers. We live in a world made up more of story than stuff. We are creatures of memory more than reminders, of love more than likes. Being attentive to the needs of others might not be the point of life, but it is the work of life. It can be messy, and painful, and almost impossibly difficult. But it is not something we give. It is what we get in exchange for having to die.-- "How Not …

Summer 2013 Wishlist


Looking for silver linings