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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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// 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!

// Philly on a Sunday.

On Sunday, Yoolee & I packed our day bags and took a trip to Philadelphia. Of course, in usual fashion, there were dozens of mishaps, from being dropped off in the middle of nowhere from a bus whose seats were decorated with a fabric that can only be described as something from Saved by the Bell, to getting lost while wandering, to eating french fries with what the bartender claimed was “cheese dip,” to splurging on a great vintage necklace.

By the end of the day, while we sat in a pungent bus with screaming children, the scent of someone else’s leftover seafood pasta (GROSS), mixed with the poor plumbing (pretty sure it was leaking), all we could do was laugh. And the first thing we did when we returned to Manhattan? Eat. Peruvian food, of course. Because in what other city can you find great, authentic Peruvian food at 11 pm?

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Things I’ve learned since my trip: there is actually a train that will take you to Philly, that will take less than 2 hours (we were on the bus for 5 hours total + taxi time), you probably should follow your taxi route on your smartphone if you have one; we paid $10 more than we should have to get into the city, check on public transportation options before you leave, pack a LOT of snacks, and last, but certainly not to be left out–MUST HAVE COFFEE PRIOR TO TRIP. NO EXCUSES.

Where did we go? The Irish Pol – don’t order the cheese fries; beer selection is great, though! // Art in the Age – adorable store; sells Imogene + Willie denim, Warby Parker glasses, and this necklace I fell in love with. // Bodhi Coffeeamazing. Baristas were very knowledgeable and made great recommendations for future wandering. // Mostly Books – so many great finds for really cheap! I got a copy of A Clockwork Orange and a photo of someone I don’t know (I collect them) // Wilbur: Vintage & Designer Clothing – this is by far the best stop of the day! All clothing was 50% off and the guy working was super helpful. //

 

Photos of my thrifted finds coming soon.