A Little Piece Of Everyday Magic

Airfare Deal – Virgin America: San Francisco – Austin, Texas (and vice versa) $158. Roundtrip, including all Taxes

Tue, 21 May 2013 14:03:09 -0500

Airfare Deal – Virgin America: San Francisco – Austin, Texas (and vice versa) $158. Roundtrip, including all Taxes:

Virgin is having an one day sale for travel in September, October and November between San Francisco and Austin. $158 is one of the lowest we have seen for this

annstreetstudio: Hello my French Riviera, my Cote d’Azur… from...

Tue, 21 May 2013 12:49:16 -0500

annstreetstudio:

Hello my French Riviera, my Cote d’Azur…

from a Diary of Cannes with Chopard

If there was ever motivation to do good with my life, it would be the work that she creates.

So this was me in high school with my best friend Ashley. Not...

Tue, 21 May 2013 11:34:00 -0500

So this was me in high school with my best friend Ashley. Not that anyone will be surprised, but I was uber emo and nerdy, even at a young age. I fought with my mom a lot back then, but I never rebelled. I really didn’t start drinking socially (or at all…) until I was 23, so my experience of high school did not include a lot of parties, or drugs, making out with boys in dark places or any kind of typical rebellion similar to my peers. Y’all, I was a square. Again, no one is surprised.

All of this has to do with Ashley, the friend who was a square with me, though she was way cooler at it than I ever was. We had movie nights and sleep overs and we wrote in our journals and read aloud the words from notebooks that we wouldn’t say to anyone else. Frustrations. Poems. Hopes. What we envisioned our future would look like 10 years from then. We promised two things: that we would attend our high school reunion together (because who wants to go to that alone?), and that when we were getting married, we would be each others maid of honor.

And wouldn’t you know it… but 12 years after making that promise to each other, she gets engaged, and asks me to be just that. We’re not 14 anymore, we’re not kids anymore. We’re not sitting in her bedroom with legs stretched out, reading our hopes about the future to each other. The future is happening, and it’s big, and it’s real. There’s a word I’m searching for… what is this word? Something that would convey this emotion of the strangeness, of the things we talked about happening that are happening. And it’s true that we’re not kids anymore, but how lucky are we that we are each living our best lives, the kind we always hoped for? I have no word for this, but maybe that’s okay. Maybe the feeling of it sitting in my heart is enough.

M of BrooklynTree who looks so lovely here.

Mon, 20 May 2013 16:25:02 -0500

M of BrooklynTree who looks so lovely here.

On my way to Thailand next week, I have a four hour layover in...

Mon, 20 May 2013 11:33:00 -0500

On my way to Thailand next week, I have a four hour layover in San Francisco, meaning I get to use the yoga room, see the vintage record exhibit, enjoy the renowned 5,000 square foot cafeteria that sells fresh produce and wine, and hang out in my favorite city for a little while before departing for a 12 hour flight to Japan. It hardly matters if it’s just the airport, it makes me happy.

I love this city.

Mon, 20 May 2013 10:54:58 -0500

I love this city.

"I wish I could harness this carelessness with my appearance and put it into other areas of my life...."

Mon, 20 May 2013 10:16:32 -0500

“I wish I could harness this carelessness with my appearance and put it into other areas of my life. I wish I could care less about almost everything - people and my job and stupid little slights and embarrassments. I almost don’t know who I’d be without anxiety. I can’t imagine myself without the overlay of rampant self-consciousness.”

- Caroline, On Acquisecence

(via michelleovv) For Mondays, good days and bad days.

Mon, 20 May 2013 09:38:30 -0500

(via michelleovv)

For Mondays, good days and bad days.

“I wanted to get to San Francisco, everyone wants to get to San...

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:36:00 -0500

“I wanted to get to San Francisco, everyone wants to get to San Francisco and what for? In God’s name under the stars what for? For joy, for kicks, for something burning in the night.”

-Jack Kerouac, On The Road

lisbons: Ambulance - TV on the Radio Sunday jam.

Sun, 19 May 2013 09:38:35 -0500

lisbons:

Ambulance - TV on the Radio

Sunday jam.

yogachick: Yoga. What I hope will happen when I practice yoga...

Fri, 17 May 2013 11:32:52 -0500

yogachick:

Yoga.

What I hope will happen when I practice yoga in Thailand in a few weeks.

Jamie Beck, classy as ever

Fri, 17 May 2013 10:54:45 -0500

Jamie Beck, classy as ever

"I try to be as honest as I can about my struggles here, and there are times I’ve beaten myself up..."

Fri, 17 May 2013 10:16:42 -0500

“I try to be as honest as I can about my struggles here, and there are times I’ve beaten myself up about stupid things in this space. Is that healthy? No. But I hope it makes one single person realize that dropping pounds without making a serious effort to change the way you think about your body is not going to do one single thing for your self-esteem.”

- Jenna Bromberg, For The Love: On Body Image

(via reality-is-0verrated) I’ll wrap up my bonesand leave...

Fri, 17 May 2013 09:38:27 -0500

(via reality-is-0verrated)

I’ll wrap up my bones
and leave them
out of this home
out on the road

Two feet standing on a principle
two hands longing for each others warmth
cold smoke seeping out of colder throats
darkness falling, leaves nowhere to go

It’s spiraling down
biting words like a wolf howling
hate is spitting out of each others mouths
but we’re still sleeping like we’re lovers.

A few days ago while kayaking on Town Lake. I spent the entire...

Wed, 15 May 2013 14:05:38 -0500

A few days ago while kayaking on Town Lake. I spent the entire morning editing over six hundred photos, (and that was only from Thursday), writing from home, and glad for fashion week to be over, only because it means I can focus the rest of my time applying for writing and photography work in San Francisco. I am pinning all of my hopes and dreams to move back there. This is what my life feels like right now. Some of my friends have left to their respective cities, and three of them are in California right now to help Dar move to LA. I have no more school to attend, just jobs to look for, a trip to Thailand in two weeks to plan for, and so much gratitude for this city I live in that has been my first home. That is what I think of what I see this, my home, and what it feels like. Smooth and quiet and something familiar that is going to change into something different. I know it’s important to focus on the present, but I’m in transition and the direction I am looking at now is forward. I know it won’t always be home, but I know I can always come back to it, and that’s enough for me. It’s enough.

"The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep. You must ask for what you..."

Wed, 15 May 2013 13:27:32 -0500

“

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.

You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.

People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.

The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.

”

- The Breeze at Dawn, Rumi

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oscarprgirl: me, my desk. day of the met ball. thank you to...

Wed, 15 May 2013 12:49:17 -0500

oscarprgirl:

me, my desk. day of the met ball.

thank you to natasha jahangir for capturing this moment and the coming images from may 6, 2013.

I like this.

canttuchthis: necessary dose of friday...

Wed, 15 May 2013 12:11:39 -0500

canttuchthis:

necessary dose of friday happiness.

[via:veronicalovesarchie]

"As the course of a river is a symbol of time, we are inclined to think of a poisoned time. And yet..."

Wed, 15 May 2013 11:33:06 -0500

“As the course of a river is a symbol of time, we are inclined to think of a poisoned time. And yet the sources continue to gush and we believe time will be purified one day. I am a worshipper of flowing and would like to entrust my sins to the waters, let them be carried to the sea.”

- Czeslaw Milosz, “Rivers” (translated from the Polish by the author and Robert Hass)

live-to-the-point-of-tears: intherightshoes: Richard Siken I...

Wed, 15 May 2013 10:55:01 -0500

live-to-the-point-of-tears:

intherightshoes:

Richard Siken

I love Richard Siken and love this.