Valentine’s in Paris. Valentine’s in Rome.

Valentine’s Day. One might think Paris is the perfect place to enjoy the jour des amoureaux. More so than Rome, at least. My mother was always thoughtful when the heart-shaped Continue reading →

purpose & intent. {WHY}

The theme of purpose has occupied quite a lot of my brain space lately. I don’t mean “What is my purpose,” but just the purpose behind things — what’s said, Continue reading →

old people. {cycling firenze}, florence, italy.

I told you the cycling ladies of Firenze were coming. The Florentines’ simple style and signature blues, whites, and browns have influenced my clothing purchases ever since I visited the Italian Continue reading →

firenze folks. florence, italy.

A recent iPhoto crash had me going through quadruplicates of photos taken over the last seven years. As an individual highly susceptible to nostalgia, going through some 15,000 photos took a lot Continue reading →

love is in your offering. heads will roll.

A list of places you will not find me today: restaurants, flower shops, chocolate shops (except Jeff de Bruges, because I need to pick up some trashy chocolates for U.S. Continue reading →

this is where i come from. {origins}

This is where I come from. From the mountains and from the sea, and shadows of places that look out of reach. From rivers bothering no one, moving down the Continue reading →

tomboy. {and then daddy died}

The following is a dispatch from real life. It may be cause for alarm. GIRL 1 “Yeah. So, like, I was a real tomboy. I, like, really loved baseball and Continue reading →

autumn waiting. {it’s here}

Oh hey, y’all. I didn’t forget about you. Again. It’s just that … well, it’s just that… okay. There really isn’t an excuse. Can we still be friends? Updates coming Continue reading →

barber me. {but be gentle}

It was inevitable. Eventually, I was going to need a haircut. Or, as usual in my case, just a trim. Un po al fondo, por favore. I pay good money Continue reading →

pull up a plate. {homecooked}

After traveling for roughly six weeks without home or base, I’ve begun to miss having a kitchen. Eating on the go can be expensive, so I tend to grab whatever Continue reading →