Some weeks are just…trying. Happy Friday.
It’s raining so this colorful picture seemed appropriate. It’s of the Saguaro in Arizona. There’s a Saguaro in Palm Springs that I absolutely adore. It is such a beautiful, colorful place and as a human who is usually draped in various shades of black, I’m in constant awe of my appreciation of color. But in these dreary, rainy moments, a pop of color is something we can all enjoy.
I’m usually in Palm Springs at some point around this time every year. Last year it was Joshua Tree in early February followed by Palm Desert in March. This year, as I’m a much further drive away from Palm Springs than I was last year, I am not joining the family on their annual excursion and I guess I’m getting a little nostalgic for the gorgeous deserty goodness. I never thought I’d like Palm Springs that much but it turns out I’m pretty much made for vacationing in the desert. Plus everything in Palm Springs is just a little bit hipster (or a LOT bit hipster) so it’s clearly my jam.
I think rain calls for a lot of podcasts so there’s A LOT of the Nerdist happening right now and I absolutely love it. THIS ONE is the one I’m currently listening to and it is hilarious but be warned, there’s some harsh language for you sensitive individuals.
Anyway, Happy Weekend y’all! I hope you have a great one.
All day long I’ve thought “Yay! It’s Friday!” and yet, it isn’t. Not even close. I mean, close enough, obviously, but now I have to sit through another full day of work and life and other things I just can’t…enjoy? Fake the motivation? All the feels, essentially.
It’s my birthday on Saturday. My 28th year around the sun. I’ve always wanted to be 28. That number has always held some sort of weird significance for me. Like I’d finally know who I was at 28, or be where I wanted to be, or some other self important philosophical crap. I’m pretty sure I’ve been telling people I’m 28 for two years now because I would genuinely forget that I wasn’t and now I think it’s starting to get to me. Not turning 28, per se, but mostly the fact that I always thought I’d have “more” by this stage in my life – whatever the hell that means. I haven’t planned to do anything and I’m completely fine with that but…it feels like some sort of celebrating should occur, right? Right. I’m just not sure what. And I kind of wish someone would just swoop in and say “This is what we’re doing and this is how I want to celebrate you and it’s going to be amazing!” I’d be up for that. I just don’t actually feel like making the plan for anything and then trying to force my friends to feign interest in it (just kidding guys, I love you and I know you’d hang out with me even if I was like “Let’s just wear sweatpants and drink wine!”…ok, especially if that’s what I said).
Anyway, I’m sure I’ll figure something out even if it’s just a quiet little celebration on my own.
This post got pretty real so I leave you all with awesomely terrible pictures of overly tanned men on the red carpet, just in time for the Oscars on Sunday: CLICK HERE!
This last month and a half has been difficult. January hit harder than I ever expected and February hasn’t been much easier. I’ve moved out of the tiny place I’ve called home for a year and a half, and have been staying with my sister and her family back at “home” in Northern California. Though it isn’t really my home anymore. It’s difficult to feel that nothing is, currently. That I’m less myself here than I was in LA, that I don’t have a place of my own to feel at home yet. While I recognize this is the choice I’ve made while my sister and her family so politely have taken me in, I just feel like a visitor in this space, in this town…in this whole stage of my life. As if I’m just passing through to something better but I’m not quite sure how to get there.
Over the weekend a friend gave me a pep talk about my life that very nearly reduced me to tears. I’m not entirely sure if it’s because he was right or just because he was so enthusiastic about it, but his passion and belief in me was wonderful to hear. And he’s right – I’m too hard on myself and I get in my own way a lot. I need to remember to let the people that care about me really care - and remember that they’re able to see something in me that I’m so blatantly trying to ignore. Or something that I just don’t believe in. And those pep talks are a great way to remind me to get out of my own way and just listen to my instincts and go after what I want. Thank you, for forcing me to believe in myself the way you believe in me. It’s more appreciated than you could ever know.
Welcome to 2014, everyone. I have a great feeling about this year. My resolutions are to do exactly what the print says – stop making excuses and just do things. I want to focus on being a happier, healthier, more centered individual. I want to travel more. I want to save more. I want to play more tennis.
I want to make 2014 the year of making decisions for myself – for my own sake – and not worrying about others so much. I just want to be happy, intellectually challenged, and I want to never stop learning.
I hope you all ended 2013 the way you wanted, and welcomed in 2014 with the best mindset possible.
Cheers to the unlimited potential of the future! (There’s something terribly exciting in that, isn’t there? A clean slate, a new year, the potential for anything and everything we want – it’s yours for the taking, you just have to make the move)
I had a wonderful Thanksgiving and time back up in Northern California – my computer has been a little screwy so I’m not able to share pictures yet, but soon! – and time is just flying by until the end of this month and the move. Feeling a little scared, excited, and overwhelmed all at the same time. But for now, my parents are in town and I’m looking forward to spending the weekend with them, introducing them to some friends and the places I love here. I hope you all have a lovely weekend, too.
And here are a few fun things from around the web:
These Tumblrs are cracking me up.
Jordan’s dark bedroom walls are so lovely.
Rubi has a fun Holiday Gift Guide (first up is the men’s guide, and her blog has beautiful hair images and a portfolio of her work- enjoy!)
These vans (for J.Crew) are perfection.
Recently I’ve been trying to spend as much time with my friends and really bask in the next six weeks of living in LA. I’ve fallen desperately in love with it here again and I know that’s just the rose colored lenses of leaving this place, but I’m having a blast and enjoying my time more than ever. I really will miss my neighborhood and these people, but luckily with work I will get to be here quite a bit.
The above photo is from this past weekend where I watched the USC game with a few friends (and USC students/fans). As an Oregon fan, I could side with USC and we were all extremely happy when USC won (thanks for putting in Oregon in first, guys – and also, go sports!). But mostly, I just enjoy spending time with Kayleigh, the adorable blonde on the left. Kayleigh and I have been friends since before I can even remember. Her Dad was the first person who ever made me eat an oyster, we weathered an earthquake in her living room, and ran around our cul-de-sac as tiny terrors. We were inseparable and I am so happy to have her here in LA – to be able to reconnect and share these moments with her. It was her birthday on Wednesday and we will be celebrating her this weekend. Kay, I love you and am so thankful for you.
I apologize for the grainy cell phone quality photo, but I am trying to get better at documenting my adventures in LA before I leave. And I’ll try to remember to post them, too!