i adore...

the longing simplicity of thisthe 1976 sparkling mist of thisthis push-pin photo display
and the complete and total kitch of this

is it still cherry blossom in french

i guess it doesn't really matter, because it's all still fabulous regardless of what language you deem as your first.

cherry blossom girl is thus far my favorite thing about today. the author alix is very french and very talented. and as much as i have been adoring the creativity that is coming out of the american north west, there is nothing better than a fresh perspective every now and again.

and of course then there is the no question about it reality of how i feel about paris...(if you are still confused i will say it again- me i love it!) and her pictures of my favorite city are quickly becoming so of my most favorite of all time.

ok fine i'll admit it...

mostly because sea of shoes was sooo bewitched by the tokyo and its fashion fixations, i was very much not into the japanese look.

but it's looking like it might be time for me to admit i might have been irrationally opposed. because really they actually are doing some pretty cool things with proportions and fashion in general. they are gutsy and for that my opinions are quickly changing!

photos via facehunter

rant

via le love

no. i don't like you

I've been staying up all night.

I have no stories about wonderful meeting, fingers twisting my hair, hands around hips. I don't know your smell or warmth or what clothes you're wearing.
I haven't ever met you, but I think I love you.
Maybe it was good you went on vacation, because that gave me time to think about you and me. And suddenly I just realized how much I really like you.
I couldn't sleep tonight, so I started the computer. I walked with my bare feet over the cold cold floor, wearing only underwear and huge knitted cardigan.
And I wanted to write you.
Tell you how I started crying when you said you think you liked me, how I think about you every day and every hour, how happy you make me even if you don't understand, because you're simply so nice to me. My first love was the most horrible thing that had ever happened to me.
You made me recover. When I started talking to you I forgot everything.
Do you realize how big it is?
Do you even understand how affected you can be by someone you haven't met?
And I was sitting in my loneliness, with you too many miles away, crying, scared by the thought that you share the city dreams and kisses with someone else.
I wanted to write a whole novel about it.
Everything I said was that I liked you.
I like you.

No. I don't like you.
You're the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.
But you don't know.
You haven't even gotten my message yet.
I hope you'll go online later. So you'll see.
I'm so nervous. I couldn't sleep.
And if you do.

I'll tell you.
I love you.

// E

originally posted on le love

sometimes all you need is love

when your day seems to be low on sweetness may i recommend stopping by le love. it's le best thing i have seen all week.

tatouage

for as long as i can remember, my quarterback father has ingrained into the brains of my sweet sister and i the "touch it catch it" sentiment.

it started when we were little and slightly afraid of catching the footballs he would set spiralling in our direction.

"if you're close enough to touch it you're close enough to catch it" he would shout from across the lawn.

from there it spread to all aspects of our lives,

"if you're close enough to touch your dream you're close enough to catch it and make it a reality" he would remind us over the phone in moments of insecurity.

so our whole lives z and i have known that if you can touch it you can catch it, well and a few months ago before i became the anti-wheat...we were talking about the tattoos we wished to get over a perfect pie pizza and a pitcher of beer. we both decided that some where, some how- as an ode to the jackson we needed "touch it catch it." and today thanks to ...etc i found and fell in love with the placement of this girl's tattoo reminder.

decision potentially decided

call on me

last year one of my bgf (best guy friend)s busted out a personal calling card, aka a business card without all the business. it was simple and chic and so beautiful... in a totally manly way of course. since then i have been dying to copy his genius.

finally today while scanning the lovely pages of etsy i found exactly what i had been looking for


so i ordered a hundred... thank you happy girl greetings

in the absence of dominos...

i am not sure i can express how empty my life feels without the monthly treasures that were domino and blueprint. i was crushed when the rumors that these two glorious magazines were disappearing from the shelves forever came to fruition and while i did enjoy the arrival of architectural digest in my mailbox as a conde nast peace offering it wasn't the same.

but then out of the depths of a dark void in home design came dress, design, decor my salvation. daniella, the site's author has filled a hole in my heart and i thank her everyday.

today thank you for:

slowing down

thank you for this miss diana symmes!! you made my morning!

i love snails! and i know that my gardening mother is cringing at that as i punch in each letter, but it's the truth. me i love them!

photo by diana symmes

utter sweetness

talk about shouting your feelings from the rooftops! this is the kind of love i wish to be in.

thank you steve powers for your loving genius

desktop treasures

every week the pictures that collect of the store's desktop crack me up...

thank you

i have felt rather bogged down recently by the tragically un-hip. clearly i blame salt lake, but thanks to the internet i really shouldn't have any excuse for not finding a little fresh creative air.

today, as the rain fell, i found this escape from the everyday dullness... so please enjoy!

my poor father

daddy, you have bravely raised two daughters who have now decided to migrate east in search of fabulous lives, fueled by his hard work and kindness.

"such adventures you have in store" he says
"such a supportive father we have" i reply

it's official

i'm booking a flight, packing layers and moving to London right before the fog really sets in. i have ninety days...

beautiful mess

i watched two lovers the other night. i wanted to see it because of a line they included in the trailer. a line about loving someone because you know them. it was such a sweet sentiment, to love some one because of everything that they don't want anyone else to see. but it hurt my heart. joaquin phoenix hurt my heart. he was fantastic, the lighting was amazing and the whole mood sunk deep in my chest and felt heavy in a lovely way, and i wasn't sure if i never wanted to turn it off or couldn't believe i thought it was a smart choice in the first place.

now that it is over though, and i have had hours to let the feelings slip out of me i wouldn't take it back.

it was beautiful in a crushing way.

route 66

as the days start getting cooler, and my mind can wrap itself around spending time anywhere other than inside a cool movie theater or next to a shimmering swimming pool, all i want to do is pack up a shinning silver bullet trailer and taking a great american road trip.

if i do, i want to find this woman's america...

airstream photo by cari ann wayman

you say it's your birthday

it's my birthday tooand while i do feel i should have my life a little more together at this very adult seeming age of 24, i can't complain.

i can wish!

and today i wish for a delicious gluten free cake, a sweet boy and a day spent doing nothing and everything all at the same time. oh and i would also love for the apartment in london that i'm lusting over to be a tangible reality! those are all acceptable birthday wishes aren't they?

no more yankey...

john hughes, what would we have ever done without you??not only did you provide me with my all time most favorite movie moment...


Sixteen Candles - Final Scene - Movie Ending - Click here for another funny movie.

but i can't even begin to imagine my life without such genius as:

"what's-a-happenin' hot stuff? "

"dong, where is my automobile??"

"when cameron was in egypt land...let my cameron go!"

"bueller?....bueller?"

pure genius that could never be forgotten!

almost

it's almost the weekend, and almost my birthday. and i am completely fine that the rain is coming!

photo by a guy with a camera

winning london

i'm dying to move to london. i think i will. in november, after the leaves here have fallen. i want to bundle up. to sit in the british museum and write, i want fog and boys with accents. i want to hate oxford street and never want to leave belsize park and primrose hill. i want to be a chunnel ride away from paris. i need to find an flat to let. this will happen.

last night...

i had a dream
you lived in texas
in a small room with a twin bed
in your parent's house.
i came to see you.
we rode in a bike race,
and one morning while i was pouring myself coffee,
your mother handed me four condoms.
with a crimson glow i turned,
into the refuge of your room,
where you lay tucked into your small bed.
engulfed in crisp navy cotton,
you looked at me and giggled
right before i woke up

and you're bad news, my friends tell me to leave you

thank you jenny lewis and rilo kiley for giving me the song that seems to always encapsulate this week's male-o-drama!

portions for foxes

There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week
I keep on talkin' trash but I never say anything
And the talkin' leads to touchin'
and the touchin' leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left

And It's bad news
Baby I'm bad news
I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news

I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you
but just bein' around you offers me another form of relief
When the loneliness leads to bad dreams
and the bad dreams lead me to callin' you
and I call you and say "C'MERE!"

And it's bad news
Baby I'm bad news
I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news

And it's bad news
Baby it's bad news
It's just bad news, bad news, bad news

'Cause you're just damage control
for a walking corpse like me - like you

'Cause we'll all be
Portions for foxes
Yeah we'll all be
Portions for foxes

There's a pretty young thing in front of you
and she's real pretty and she's real into you
and then she's sleepin' inside of you
and the talkin' leads to touchin'
then touchin' leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left

And it's bad news
I don't blame you
I do the same thing
I get lonely too

And you're bad news
My friends tell me to leave you
That you're bad news, bad news, bad news

That you're bad news
Baby you're bad news
and you're bad news
Baby you're bad news
and you're bad news
I don't care I like you
and you're bad news
I don't care I like you
I like you

rilo kiley

photo by matthew gruman

the greatest

the most phantasmagorical (i'm trying to rid cool from my vocabulary and now looking for replacements....damn you josh spear!) thing about salt lake in the summer is that every week they have free downtown concerts. last week i saw m. ward, this week it was sonic youth and at the end of the summer iron and wine will be here.

in and of itself that is sensational

but my favorite part about the twilight concert series, has become doting on travis bone's show prints.

i want all of them to cover the walls of an apartment i don't have. i think right now my favorite is the ray lamontagne one because it reminds me so much of robin hood, but the m ward one will always have a special place in my heart, and i love the bon iver elephant.

ok so basically go and fall in love for yourself!

are you lost in the jungle?

when my best friends told me they had booked a twelve day trip into the costa rican wildlife i was first envious, then remorseful that they were leaving for so long, and then completely curious about what a costa rican adventure would entail.

are there jungles in costa rica?

is this an escape to a tropical beach?

are you going to be spending a lot of time walking down dusty roads?

clearly you can tell i had a pretty bizarre idea of the whole country. luckily though, not only are my friends back, but they brought pictures (and a sweet bottle of sugar cane alcohol) back with them! and it seems the images i had locked in my head weren't so far off of reality.

break the mold

there are times when i feel like i have seen everything there is to see. it seems like there isn't anything new in stores, so i turn to the internet only to find that everyone there is looking at or talking about the same brand of cool.

it makes me feel so claustrophobic, locking in by monotony. i guess the only cure really, is to dig deeper into the obscure to find fresh air. recently though, i have been turning to etsy in these moments of vanilla over-saturation.

today this is what relief is looking like:

wafer thin bar rings
state and letter charms i have found myself dreaming about stacking gold and silver bar rings and stringing utah, california, and a j together on an thin 18 inch gold chain.

now i may never leave my computer...

glitter star shine by darling golightly featuring Miu Miu

lazy sunday by darling golightly featuring Anthropologie

even after all my excitement over the glory that seemed to be polyvore, there was something that kept me from joining the fun. i know now that not joining was probably the smartest move, because now that i have jumped on the band wagon i'm 98% sure that my life will now be devoted to creating sets.