so there’s this memory of us that just continues through my head like a fucking movie on loop. same beginning. same ending. i hate this movie. i hate the characters – i want to scream at them to just take a chance. just one time change the ending…the problem is we never will. but god i wish we had. it could have been breathtaking.

always,

L

Old Love is a tumblr blog dedicated to celebrities that used to be together. Absolutely genius. p.s. how gorg is Buster Keaton? I took a silent film class in college and fell in love with him hard. Handsome, dark, mysterious looking, and funny? Yes please.

These illustrations I found on HelloGiggles which I swear is the exact same picture I have in my head when I read these tweets.

The cutest handmade ornaments I ever did see.

This article punched me in the gut….and makes me feel less alone with my feelings (even though I’ve been told recently that I have none).

This video which helps me remember that life is short and I should attempt to make the most of it.

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Please check out the rest of his work at sebmontaz.com

Reason no. 453 on why I love my mother. she keeps fresh butter in the house….and I mean real fresh butter. need i say more?

So I’ve decided to put it all together and make a Lust List….here are the 5 things that I’m lusting after at this moment in time.

1. There’s just something about this photo of Keri Russel that makes me feel content….like all I need is a cup of coffee, a book, and my groceries and I’ll look like her.
2. These illustrations by Samantha Hahn are gorgeous…She has a whole portfolio dedicated to “How-To’s”. I mean who wouldn’t want a print that’s beautiful AND shows you how to make a messy chignon?
3. Nerdy glasses…need I say more?
4. It’s no secret that I don’t wash my hair all that much so I pretty much live on this stuff. I realize to most people that’s prob disgusting…but in my defense I don’t HAVE to wash my hair everyday (or every other day for that matter). Just ask my hair stylist.
5. Lulu’s lookbook Desert Fox is to.die.for. I am obsessed with the whole Navajo/Desert look that is out right now and this lookbook just does it for me. I am usually not a fan of  alot of print but I have a feeling that I’m going to embrace it this season.

Je t’aime,

L

Our house will be filled with music…I just figured you should know that now so you’re ready. I want to have impromptu dance parties with you at 2 in the morning while listening to Al Green. I want to hippy dance with you while making dinner together. I want to see you shaking your ass when you come into the bedroom….because really can you think of anything better than that? 

Love, 

L

I am a reader. This won’t come as a shock to anyone that knows me well (and really who else would even be reading this?). I sometimes think that it must be a genetic thing like how the color of my eyes match my father’s or the way I tilt my head in pictures just like my mother.  I’ve always been a lover of books. The way they smell…the sound of the page turning…the dog eared pages in all of my books that shows the progression of my reading…and the stories. Oh the stories….the story that pulls me in and makes me feel like I’m living a life completely separate of my own. Where adventures happen…where battles (literally and figuratively) are won and lost…where I fall in love while I’m reading about their lives (because they are real to me damnit). I see characteristics in them that I want in myself – to be fearless, love unconditionally and passionately, to allow someone to really see who they are and not just that small piece that we allow others to see.

So I’ll continue to blame my mother for this love affair…since it really is all her fault. She is and will always be the reason I love to read. She opened my eyes to a world that I somehow must have looked like I needed in my life….or maybe I just followed in her footsteps. I remember as a child waking up and going out into the living room and seeing her reading late at night. I remember trying to get her attention when she was reading, the way she would look up finally and her eyes would be glazed over like she was in a different world altogether. And as I’ve gotten older I’m starting to understand why she read so much even though she was working ungodly hours trying to pay the bills.

Its the greatness and escapism that we crave. And isn’t that the point? I, like so many others, want to escape from my daily life where I wake up everyday to the same view…where I see the same people…go through the motions of a job that doesn’t really satisfy me…and then I come home and I can lose myself. I can lose those feelings of normalcy for 5 minutes. It makes it all worth it to me. It lets me dream and reminds me that I am more than my 9 to 5 job. I’m more than just the girl that hides her emotions behind jokes and self deprecating humor. I’m more than all of that and I start to remember that when I immerse myself in a book.

I’m not really sure who or where I’d be in my life if it wasn’t for these two people. Our friendship is easy and broken in. We don’t have to try too hard to make it work but we make a concentrated effort to stay in each others lives. I thought when they moved a couple hours away that I would be ok… that it wasn’t going to be a big deal for me but I’m realizing more and more that my heart does hurt a little bit because they’re not here.

We have fun together…it’s as simple as that. We can talk for hours about everything and nothing all at the same time. I think what makes our friendship true is that we believe and value what the other brings to the table. We push each other and truly want the best, whether it be my photography…Teresa’s jewelry and school…or Heath’s beautiful artwork (it makes me sick how annoyingly talented he is with any medium…literally)

So I guess what this post is really supposed to be is a thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for believing in me…thank you for holding me up when I couldn’t do it myself…thank you for making me come out of my shell and letting me go back in when I need it…..and still being there when I decide to come out.