Monday, July 28, 2014


My summer songs (so far): 

OneRepublic - Love Runs Out

James Blunt - Bonfire Hearts 

Nickle Creek - Love of Mine

Friday, July 25, 2014


"The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins and in this way only. The rest is the rest and comes afterwards. Nothing is more real that these great shocks which two souls give each other in exchanging this spark."

          - Les Miserables, Victor Hugo
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Thursday, July 24, 2014

thursday. (seth cohen edition.)

It's been well over a decade, but I'm pretty confident in saying that still to this day every girl maintains a crush Seth Cohen. Find me a girl who never adored him, and you've found a liar. Or someone who never watched the O.C. (which is tragic.)

The fact that Seth Cohen married Blair Waldorf (or Adam Brody married Leighton Meester if we want to be super accurate and whatever.) is the greatest merging of two tv shows ever possible.

This week its time to re-live some Seth Cohen moments.

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{it's just who he is.}

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{that face.}

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{that face continued.}

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{it is literally impossible not to love this moment.}

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{as if we all haven't thought the same thing before.}

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{but really.}

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{seth cohen!}

Happy Thursday. 

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

what's your happy memory?

{Did I just make you think of Hook? If not, you've done life wrong.}

The other day I was reading a book (The City of Lost Souls in The Mortal Instruments series if you must know) in which the main characters were seeking a favor from a demon (stay with me here) and the demon asked in return for the favor, one happy memory from each of them. Not their happiest of memories per say, but just a happy one. "All of you, try to think of happy memories. They must be genuinely happy. Something that gives you pleasure in the recollection."

Naturally, I had to ask myself--what would my happy memory be?

I suppose my mind immediately goes to big events or experiences, to my graduations, to family christmas', to traveling. But what are my basic happy moments. What are day to day memories that stick out in my mind, not because of a big event surrounding it. But because I was simply happy, I felt happy, and that it was enough to remember it.

I've been thinking this over for a week now. Jotting down random ideas and memories as I think of this further. Here are some that have stuck out in my mind. Some are on the generic side, and some are very specific. This list will inevitably continue to grow, but for now:

Swimming - I have long since considered the pool and swimming laps my happy place. Probably since I was 13. I love the feel of jumping in the water (even when its cold, and I'm tired, and I dread it, there's nothing quite like the feeling of water surrounding your entire body upon entry). I love the movement of swimming, of going back and forth without stopping, how each stroke feels, flip turning on the wall. I love the water flowing in my mouth and then spitting it out. I love being in a suit, and how goggles feel on my face. I love seeing underneath the water and how the world turns a shade bluer. I love the water flowing over my back as I swim back and forth. This is my happy place. 
Movie theaters - I love going to a movie, I love wanting to see something enough that I will go somewhere and pay for it. I love sitting down in a movie theater before the previews start when its still quite and you can just be there for a moment. I love the darkness and how you can become so anonymous at a movie theater. I love a crowded audience where you laugh together and feed off the energy. And I love empty theaters where you know exactly who it was who laughed at the moment. Whether the movie was good or bad, movies theaters are a happy place. 
My nephew Henry staying by me while I was sick - One time I was in Texas and I got sick with some stomach bug that wiped me out completely and I just did not want to move. One day I laid on the couch for most of the day and my Henry sat right by me the whole time. He wanted to watch episodes of Top Gear and I become highly entertained by the show. But every once in a while, he would ask me if I was doing okay, or if I needed anything. He was 12 years old, an age when he wants to be with friends over family, and could easily begin to turn into an annoying punk, but he stayed by me the whole time and it was that sweetest thing. I doubt I'll ever forget how happy he made me feel.  
Reading a really good book - Is there anything better than being so into a book that hours go by and you didn't even notice? Where you stay up until 2am reading and you can't stop because you have to know what happens and you sacrifice your precious sleep for it.  There's nothing quite like characters stay with me long after I finish. If asked to describe my perfect day, it would be raining, and I can sit by the window and read a good book all day, with tea. That is happiness.  
Running in the canyon - A few years ago I ran the Utah Valley Half, which starts up in the canyon. I remember very distinctly while running down the canyon I looked around and saw thousands of runners filling up the road and visually it was incredible. I took out my headphones so I could appreciate it fully, and the sound of thousands of feet hitting the cement was unlike anything I've ever heard. It was magical, and in that moment I feel like I was flying alongside everyone else. Along those same lines, going running after not being able for a while there is pure happiness in the first steps. 
Nieces and nephews hugging me when they see me - Can't think of anything better than a child being excited to see you. And with that, holding a new baby (preferably one I'm related to or have some form of connection to).  
Playing with a puppy - because obviously. 

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

to travel: beach town.

Going to the beach this past weekend only reaffirmed what I have always known -- that I must always live by water and one day will be quite happy to live in a beach town. As soon as I'm ready to leave NY, next stop -- a beach town. (no preference as of yet as to which one.)

Is there anything better than being right be the ocean?

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