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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

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// 2014, let’s do this.

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Of course I could make 1 million resolutions to be a better human–to drink less, to design more, to make my own clothing, to eat healthier, to go jogging (literally my least favorite activity), to read more than 75 books, to spend less money on things I don’t need….but I think I would like to take this year a lot like I did 2012. I am just making resolutions that will make me happier, make me smarter, and don’t have astringent guidelines. Because everyone knows that I would only eat healthy and exercise until approximately March before I broke into a McDonald’s and feasted on fifteen cheeseburgers.

Dear 2014, let’s be content. Let’s dance when we want and let’s eat more cheese than should be allowed and let’s have wine with friends (both old and new) and let’s read things that are great and also those that aren’t. Let’s have coffee and work on perfecting the at-home cappuccino and let’s enjoy every step of the grueling process of building a portfolio. And let’s visit new places full of new memories. Let’s just do it all and remember to help others when we can, and as much as possible. Let’s own up to the bad TV shows we are so fond of and let’s laugh at ourselves more than we laugh at others.

2014, I think I’m ready. To be an adult, to grow, to learn, and to be content.

 

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// nearly an Indian summer, and we walked.

Hannah (one of my friends from Auburn that also interned in NYC this summer) came to visit last weekend! We walked. A lot. We walked to the coffee shop, we walked on the HIgh Line, we walked to the #Eccentrico Armani Exhibit, we walked to Chelsea Market, we walked to Nordstrom Rack, we walked, we walked, we walked. Because there was just a bit of chill in the air–a light jacket and a hat, and you’re set.

There is something magical about being as close to November as we were, wearing light jackets, and warming up with hot coffee (or hot chocolate, like Hannah). The leaves were changing, the wind was blowing, we soaked up the last teensy bit of warmth there was…and we walked.DSC_0126 DSC_0140 DSC_0128 DSC_0086 DSC_0061

// 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?

DSC_0023 DSC_0027 DSC_0033 DSC_0035 DSC_0040We finished off the evening with a girl’s trip to The Patterson House, where I ventured from my usual favorite cocktail, the Blinker, and tried the Hungarian Like the Wolf. I was not disappointed. In fact, one drink in, and I could feel it. So yes, those $12 cocktails are worth it. Luckily, Roger was kind enough to be our chauffeur/DD, so Allison and I weren’t stranded.

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.

 

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

DSC_0001 DSC_0005DSC_0008 DSC_0012 DSC_0023 DSC_0027 DSC_0029Here’s the thing about Allison & I–when we are traveling, we do two things. First of all, we pack literally everything we could possibly need whilst on an excursion. That includes an extra pair of shoes, an umbrella and/or rain jacket, a book, 2 large cameras, sunscreen, Advil, & sunglasses. In each of our bags. The second thing about us traveling is that after the first day, we are literally exhausted with the number of photos taken the previous day, coupled with our extra large and heavy bags, that we generally completely forget to take photos for the following days. We’ll take a few here-and-there; of savory breakfast bagels (here & here), coffee (here, here, and who are we kidding–probably a few other places), and early morning trips to Brooklyn.

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!

// two weeks, summed up.

Well, it is my last week as an intern. These past two weeks have been full of perfectly crafted cappuccinos, long walks without a definite destination, photographs of beautiful products, getting lost in the Metropolitan Museum of Art with a bag full of sunglasses, braving the heat wave (sort of; we nearly passed out), interviewing execs at my company, scouring magazines, sifting through job posting after job posting, and creating my internship notebook. That last one has been eating my life. I spent my entire last weekend watching Orange is the New Black (highly recommend) on Netflix, ordering-in Mexican food, and using Photoshop.

Photographed below: Hope, a fellow intern at Isaac Mizrahi & Cameron, intern at Gabriela Moya.

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Did I mention that sometime in the whirlwind that has been the last two weeks I got to attend the recording of the Project Runway Allstars season finale?! Because that was a highlight. Pictured (that I recognized): Jeffrey from Project Runway Season 3 & Melissa from Season 10, Zac Posen, Isaac Mizrahi, Christopher from Season 10, (Jeffrey again) & Georgina Chapman.

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Ninesday // things NYC has taught me.

9. Let’s get things started off with this song, which Kelsey and I listened to on my very first visit to NYC, circa 2009.

8. Even when it says it isn’t going to rain, it is going to rain. And when you actually bring a second pair of shoes, an umbrella, your rain jacket, and your waterproof laptop case, it will not rain. And no, hailing a cab will not keep you any drier. Best bet: hide out under an overhang, be a few minutes late for work, and save your $10.

7. Two hours of commuting is normal (30 minutes- 1 hour to go most anywhere–from my house, at least). Reading is mandatory for saving sanity. I have this little problem…I basically only like to buy used books. I will go weeks, months, and occasionally years without buying a book until I find a used copy. It’s weird and not very productive, I know. I gave in and finally picked up the Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao for my plane ride to Texas.

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6. If you don’t have your weekend nights planned out, you should probably pack an extra shirt, makeup, and a pair of comfy shoes. Because it seems like it’s only those nights that you’ll wind up sleeping on a friend’s couch, taking an impromptu jog, get rained on a when  the forecast didn’t predict the monsoon, or get an invite to a dinner that is fancier than whatever you’ve been sweating in all day.

5. Rooftops are my new favorite thing. Talk about an under-utilized part of the buildings back home. My favorite moments have been unplanned hours spent on someone’s roof.

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4. You can either pay $7.50+ for a dinner at McDonald’s or $10 for a really good bowl of Pho at my favorite Vietnamese restaurant.

3. It is completely worthwhile to walk an extra six blocks to that coffee shop you actually like. These are the one’s I have been frequenting: Everyman Espresso, O Cafe, Zibetto, Culture Espresso Bar, Stumptown, Kahve, Konditori, and probs a hundred more that I can’t think of right now.

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2. DOING LAUNDRY IS A CHORE. I mean, that’s obvious. But it is nearly impossible to take my laundry downstairs to an open washer and/or dryer. It’s a lot of waiting, a lot of money, and a lot of trouble. Especially if you only have one of some crucial items, like towels. This is nearly my least favorite thing to do, as a close second to grocery shopping. Why can’t I make a functional list??!

1. I’ve learned that you can’t really experience the city if you say “no” too often. You’ll miss out on spontaneous, long nights. You’ll miss out on meeting new people who you have a lot in common with. You’ll miss the dancing, you’ll miss the thrift store finds, you’ll miss the free concerts, you’ll miss the fun.

So here’s to saying “yes” as often as possible. Even when it is dreadfully inconvenient.

// Ninesday.

NOTE: Ninesday will be moving from Thursdays to Fridays from now on.

9. This past Wednesday, I had an impromptu ladies’ night. We had dinner at a great Vietnamese restaurant in Greenwich, then saw Frances Ha at the IFC. The movie was so beautiful and true-to-life. It reminded me of all of my leading ladies–Kelsey, Allison, Alyssa, and of course sister Kelsey…go watch it and think about us. I laughed, I cried, I remembered the good times.

8. So I’ve been doing some reading. Why are we obsessed with these shiny things, again? I mean. Sure, it would be lovely to get a beautiful, glittering rock from a boy. But then again, it would be lovely to get a normal piece of jewelry, too. Why all the fuss? Business Insider explains all of the details here. What do you think–would a plain ring be just as meaningful as a diamond engagement ring?

7. I am taking a portfolio class from the Fashion Portfolio Academy, currently. Maybe one day my sketches will look as effortless and beautiful as this one. And maybe, even further in the future, I’ll be able to use watercolor like this. SWOON.

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6. When I was packing for this summer’s move, I was determined to only bring the “necessities.” Somehow, that definition did not cover full-size toiletries, rain boots (and it has been raining every other day since I got here), or my boyfriend-fit jeans. What was I even thinking?! This style blogger makes me miss the world’s most comfortable pair of denim even more. Every time I am scouring my closet and creating a whirlwind of “this looks so much worse than I thought” cast-offs, I think of my Zara jeans. And cringe at my packing deficiency.

5. This just might be the most perfect pair of summer boots I’ve ever seen. Dear Loeffler Randall, feel free to mail me a pair. I’d wear them every day. Literally, every day. Oh, it’s going to be 95 degrees, but feel like 105? I don’t even care. And while all of you are drooling over the perfect shapes on the Loeffler Randall website, check out this clutch. To die for.

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4. Last time I was in ATL, Alyssa bought me this hat as a going away present, even though I am far from being a Brewer’s fan (or any sports ball fan, really). I wonder if I can pull off this style and wear it to work. I would love to dress it up and wear it on week days. While you’re at it, check out the Accidental Executive’s tumblr. I love the layout & her story.

3. My hair is getting longer, but I am pretty consistently wanting it to be shorter. Due to haircut prices, maybe I’ll work on styling my hair more like this as it grows out…I wonder if it requires using a straightener. Hm, anyway. I think I want to dye it pink. But more like this or this instead of this.

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2. I have this habit of going into a bookstore, reading the synopsis of several books, then choosing one at random. In doing so, I generally forget what the synopsis was, and delve into the story without any clue as to what is actually happening. I am currently reading Elizabeth Costello by JM Coetzee. So far, an excellent read. I don’t update my Goodreads much, but I decided to add this to it.

1. You guys. I’m seeing The Postal Service tomorrow. The 13-year-old me is dying a little. As well as the 23-year-old me, obviously. I’m also excited because this will be my first solo concert. Concerts are usually things I have done with friends–we would all pile into the car, pack a ton of snacks that could rot your teeth out, and sing purposefully off-key…and here I am, venturing into adulthood at a show I would have died to see in prepubescence. There’s something extra ironic about this. All of that aside, I’ll be searching for freckles in my eyes and dancing horribly, without worrying that I’m embarrassing anyone.

This seemed to appropriately express my excitement, so I thought I’d repost it–

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// that’s what friends are for.

 

Untitled-2The only way to describe this past week was long. It started out with archiving shoes and other amazing pieces at Isaac Mizrahi, followed by a dead cell phone and taxi mishap on Tuesday (he dropped me off on the opposite side of town!), some marketing/social networking for Gabriela Moya, late dinner on Thursday, and finally, on Friday, a 10 hour day full of cutting threads, pinning samples, and stuffing a model into a pair of $700 boots for the Stacy Lomman F/W ’13 photo shoot (behind-the-scenes photos here).

By Friday night, I collapsed into bed, in a pile of fashion-overloaded bliss. Then, I got a package! But not just any package. A care package from Alyssa! I have never been so excited to get mail and so thankful for the friends I have. This thing was heavy. It was full of all of the things we used to cheer each other up when we lived together, from pretzel M&Ms to the ingredients for spaghetti, to a teeny box of wine, to some thrifting gold she found for me. A ton of miniature things: tiny deodorant, tiny notebooks, a tiny fan to deal with the sometimes un-airconditioned train, a teeny face wash, and some new lipstick. And to top it all off, she even included a teensy French press and coffee from Mama Mocha’s, for a little taste of home.

It should also be mentioned that on top of the excellent timing of the box, I received a card in the mail on the fateful Tuesday dinner debacle–and it made me laugh like a 12-year-old boy. Who knew you could even buy these?? Utter genius.