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My great mistake, the fault for which I can't forgive myself, is that one day I ceased my obstinate pursuit of my own individuality // Oscar Wilde

// hashtag Eccentrico.

While floating around the internet last weekend, I came across #eccentrico and had no idea what it meant, or why every major magazine was using it. So I began digging through Instagram photos and hashtags did a little research, and Eccentrico is the One Night Only Armani exhibit, and it had finally made its way to New York, after visiting, Tokyo, Milan, Rome, and Hong Kong.

Hannah happened to be in town, so I grabbed her, and we made our way down to Pier 57. After attempting to enter two wrong doors (because of course there was no outdoor sign for the exhibit), we were gawking at some of the most amazing couture we had ever seen up close.

Did I mention that the exhibit was free? Because it was. As I was being ushered into a very dimly lit room with futuristic music blaring, I was told that photos were completely acceptable–their only request was that we not touch the garments. I must say, I have a new respect for the label.

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// Kelsey & Jacob.

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The night before, I had ever intention of telling the people who do not know Kelsey and Jacob very well my take on how they met and how their relationship has grown over the past five years. Of course, the tears took over, and I mostly rambled about coffee shops.

So here, for all of you, is what I saw of Kelsey and Jacob, before they dated, before they engaged, and now, before they were husband and wife–

I had a difficult time trying to decide what to say about Kelsey and Jacob. Part of me wanted to focus on my relationship with Kelsey, through the arguments over emptying the dishwasher, the hide-and-seek games that usually left us lost in the woods, the games we played that involved being too harsh on our Barbies and ended with “SURGERY! DOCTOR, WE MUST RE-ATTACH THE HEAD!” 

But I really had a hard time coming up with what to say about our adult lives that would be separate from Jacob. I remember when they first met–Kelsey rushed home and read out loud (mostly crying from laughter) the emails between she and a new customer at work. They were full of references and witty remarks, and Kelsey could not wait to respond.

And from that moment on, Jacob was a part of everything we did. He became just as much my friend as Kelsey’s. He would pick me up when I had a bad day and drive for hours. We would pick up coffee (which he apparently didn’t even like, but my sister and I have always loved), we would watch tv and look through magazines for hours, and we would talk about Kelsey. He was not shy about telling me that he knew he and Kelsey would be together some day. He knew that first day five years ago, and he’s known it all along.

Kelsey has always been my best friend. And over the years, Jacob has become one of my best friends. And I do not think that I could have let her go if that were not the case.

These are just the behind-the-scenes photos and the ones I took before the ceremony began. The photographer’s photos haven’t been posted yet, but I can’t wait to see them! If you have any questions about what products we used, let me know!

// working from home.

I don’t know if I formally announced this here, but I am officially a real part of the workforce! Yes, post-college, one of my internships turned into a job. I am currently the first full-time employee at Wendy Brandes Fine Jewelry. Now, I know what you’re thinking–what on earth is Eryn doing with her time? Is it fun to work for a small company? Wait, where does Eryn even work? IS THERE COFFEE INVOLVED? And if so, how many cappuccinos does Eryn drink in a week?

And I’ll not pretend that any of you are actually that curious about my day-to-day life. But you might actually be curious about how to stay motivated when working from home, on your own schedule, and starting from the ground up. So I’ll share the very minimal insight I have on those things. By that, I obviously mean that I intend to begin filling you in on the trials of now owning my own schedule.

But first, let me answer those pivotal questions.

1. I am OBVS doing a lot of research. My official title is “Public Relations & Marketing Coordinator.” And when working for a small business, that means that I do everything from searching for buyers on Linkedin, to making what some would consider a “sales pitch,” to convincing my boss that I’m extremely trustworthy.

2. Working for a small company can be a lot of fun! I get along great with my boss, and really, that is the only thing that matters. Yes, the ONLY thing. I work with the owner/designer/CEO of the company, so when she is working on a new design or coming up with a new way to market materials, I get to learn about it. And! I even get to make suggestions. We have a good team effort going.

3. I work from home on most days. As I am settling into my position, I will begin to schedule more meetings out of the house and attend PR events and whatnot. But for now, my efforts are in researching. Remembering a person’s name or title in an organization goes a long way in a phone call with someone who really had no desire to speak to you in the first place.

4. Yes, I know this was the most important question. There is a lot of coffee involved. During our weekly meetings, if I am going to be even one minute late, I spring for coffee and doughnuts. Because everyone needs that extra boost in the morning. And the bus is only sort of a reliable method of getting to work. I make an effort to drink coffee at home, but will go out for a cappuccino and a morning set-up session at least three days per week. This is mostly to keep me from being so spoiled that I work in my pajamas.

I just finished setting up my home office! It’s really basic right now, with only a desk. And I decided that paying $15 for the trash can that was really cute was silly. So paper bag it is.

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// Gap zippered denim leggings / Sam Edelman suede “Petty” booties / thrifted camouflage jacket / Warby Parker glasses / Madewell bracelet / bag found at TJ Maxx / Gap striped shirt //

So I am definitely still adjusting to being my own boss (when it comes to the way I spend my days, anyway). In fact, because I was home for my sister’s wedding for the past five days, I decided not to get dressed until roughly 2 pm. Of course, work began at 9. But I wasn’t required to be up and about. And I therefore wasn’t. But! From research I’ve been doing on how to make the most of your work from home and really learn to be your own boss, in a sense, here is what I have found:

1. Set-up an area that you will work from every day. Preferably not where you eat your meals, if possible. Having boundaries is a good thing!

2. Surround yourself with inspirational/pretty items.

3. Wake up early and get ready for the day! It gives you more motivation to be social, even over the phone.

4. DO NOT SNACK ON ALL OF THE GROCERIES YOU BOUGHT. That would end badly for a number of reasons; your budget will decrease, while your waist increases. No bueno.

5. Follow-up on everything. Whether it was a random meeting, realizing you have a mutual friend who also likes luxury jewelry, or you made a phone call to a buyer who doesn’t seem to care. At all. Remembering to call or email and say thank you makes all of the difference when you are speaking to them the next time around!

I had grand plans of making that into an infographic. A really cute one. But the boy got free tickets to this show. So that clearly took precedence. Next time!

Also, if you haven’t checked out the company I work for yet, you probably should. Wendy blogs a lot and is generally hilarious, I am in charge of the PR Instagram, and we are amping up our Pinterest presence. Oh yeah, and there’s Facebook. Of course.

// a little birthday, a little brunch.

Brief disclaimer: I moved to the Big Apple semi-permanently. Semi-permanent because who really knows what their 20s hold, right? So I’m going to claim that as the reason for the most recent blogging hiatus.

Guess who else moved to the city? The Boy. Yep, Donald is now residing int he city, as well. And not long after his first big boy job interview, that inevitably led to his first big boy job in this big city, we took a break from attempting to be adults and we had brunch. “Birthday Donnie is finally 23! brunch.” Followed promptly with afternoon mimosas. All afternoon, really. Because who are we kidding? This semi-permanent move to this really giant city means that we are really only semi-required to stop after a single citrus bubbly beverage.

And before I forget (and for those of you who did in fact forget), Allison over at Shutters & Shuttles just celebrated her big 2-6! So scoot on over to her Facebook page or blog or Etsy store (whichever stalking suits your fancy) and round out birthday month with a little purchase of something beautiful and woven.

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// lazy Monday wear.

On Monday morning, Allison and I dragged ourselves out of bed for an early breakfast at Crema (THE TOMATO THREE CHEESE QUICHE IS HEAVEN). After breakfast, we visited Cumberland Park for a little fun! Not pictured: the rock climbing attempt and repelling rope. It should be noted that I played with a new lens for these photos! It didn’t go quite as planned. But I did get a few that weren’t blurry out of it!

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Outfit details // Gap Boyfriend fit denim // Dolce Vita blue suede oxfords // T-shirt, hat, & belt thrifted //

// Nashville, a 12-hour affair.

After much deliberation, coaxing, and begging (really, it didn’t require any of that), I took a short trip up to Nashville to visit Allison, Roger, and their pups, Luna & Bermuda. So what does one do when only visiting a city for 12 hours? As much as you can, of course.

We started off with mandatory caffeination–Barista Parlor was closest, so that hit the spot! Next up, the collaboration between pop-up ramen shop Otaku South and Hattie B’s Hot Chicken. And it was. Amazing. Perfect noodles, crunchy and spicy chicken, all floating in a well-seasoned broth. It should also be mentioned that even though I ordered the “hot” bowl, it wasn’t so hot that you could not enjoy the meal. The spices on the chicken were mild enough to enhance the sweetness of the batter, leaving your mouth prickling and excited for more.

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I finally got to meet the friends I’ve heard so much about! Mallory was a sweetheart and Nicole (Monday Mint) & Kelly were so fun! Post-dinner, we went to the Grassy Knoll Movie Night to see Easy Rider. Was anyone else kind of completely disturbed by this movie? I mean, initially, you’re just really confused about why you’ve been watching absolutely nothing happen for 45 minutes. Then, there’s young Jack Nicholson. THEN spoiler, everyone’s dead. BAM. Also, can we just talk for a second about this AMAZING vintage blanket Allison scored at a yard sale recently?

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Partially because the next day required a super-early trip home and partially because Allison and I always have a habit of waking up obscenely early, we got up at 6:30 am to visit Crema and get some photos around the city. Photos of food, cappuccinos, and what to wear to feel like you’re still in pajamas (yet looking chic) are coming soon.

 

// petit fours & bridal bliss.

Heather Dasher, a family friend, hosted the most beautiful bridal shower for my older sister earlier this week. I was in charge of the games, so of course we made wedding dresses. Out of toilet paper. Project Runway, anyone?

Much to our dismay, the bride did not win the game! It was a tough call, but my mom’s team took the cake!
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// last visits & sundries.

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It did not disappoint. We ate one cronut immediately (obviously) and it’s crunchy outside, slightly sweet frosting on top, and gooey cream and blackberry jelly had us in a sugar high mere minutes after purchase. We saved the second cronuts for the afternoon, and I must say, those were even better. The light, flaky croissant layers had a few hours (while we napped) to soak up all of the inner goodness.

My last two days were spent packing up my room, ordering-in, and boarding a plane back to Alabama. I’m spending August visiting friends and family and enjoying the slower pace.

Outfit details // Gap Boyfriend fit jeans // Tommy Hilfiger t shirt // Sam Edelman Petty boots // thrifted hat & watch

// final days — Allison’s visit, part two.

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Then, we will completely overlook Allison’s first time trying Vietnamese food, the strange man carrying the mysterious bag at 8 am, the crowded subways, walking over a mile one way to realize we were walking the wrong way all along, the long rides home, the fancy drinks at a prohibition-style bar, a fairly uneventful break from the walk on the steps of the Met, not even venturing towards the Statue of Liberty, walking over a mile for a fabric trade show that we couldn’t get into, my first time trying anything but pre-packaged ramen, and the rainy movie in the park.

But it’s probably for the best–because all of those things were just great for Allison & I. Traipsing NYC, eating one sketchy hot dog from a cart international cuisine at a time.

 

And now, here’s what we were wearing–the orange shirt was purchased at the Brooklyn Flea, from Martine’s Dream // Allison’s fabulous jumper was found on sale at Scotch & Soda // black flowy top & flowery pink bralette from Anthropologie // the ever-worn Sam Edelman “Petty” booties // Allison’s earrings are from Baublebar

// first out-of-state visitor — Allison!

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Other visits that day included Blue Bottle Coffee (another recommendation from the Pies -n- Thighs gurus), the Brooklyn Flea Market, Dylan’s Candy Bar, a quick stop at the Met, and a second cup of joe at Sweetleaf. Of course there were thrifted finds, missed subway trains, bus mishaps, clothing malfunctions, hot dog debacles, and everything else that just happens in NYC that you forget to immortalize in writing.

Our first full day of the trip was such a success. Allison and I haven’t had a long visit in far too long and it was great to catch-up while touring the city.

It should also be mentioned that I found the rather strange jumper I am wearing for $10 at a street fair. I’m not crazy about the material, but it was so comfy!