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i've gone to look for america.
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw.
high school sweethearts.
you don’t even know who you are in high school, i still barely know who i am at age 25, but back at age 18 i was lucky enough to find my “soul mate” even though i don’t believe in that term, but whatever it means, Hayes embodies it for me, 7 years later. holy shit, seven years. and to think i was only looking for a summer fling before college, he was/is so much more than that. thanks for putting up with me, man.
new glasses, perfect for the above pose. they make me look so much like my dad when he had frames similar to these circa 1985-1990. the apple doesn’t fall far…and sometimes i want my full, blunt bangs to blend in with the rest of my locks. happy to be in hayes’ sweater, happy to celebrate mauras 23rd birthday tomorrow night with a house party, happy march 30th.
i swam in the ocean today! 50degrees water temperature with 86degree weather, it wasn’t too bad! i love ocean swimming, so much.
date night with hayes! our one night a week that we actually see each other/get to spend time together will consist of sushi/veggie rolls & grocery shopping! wicked excited to spend any time together, even if that means errands.
march 5th: a smile. open & closed, messy hair, cold nose.
Night skiing time!
newest addition to my wardrobe: turbans! starting off with simple black & white, i love this old hollywood glam feel. & i had to throw in the first photo i took but failed miserably at with the flash in the mirror, cos it’s funny- laugh at yourself!
what are some foods that are packed with iron? my beautiful mum is in dire need of some. (& don’t mind the horrible version of this photo) spinach!…
February 21st: a favorite (recent) photo of yourself. I know it’s vain of me to pick four photos for this, but I love them all. I love the one of Hayes & I during our wedding ceremony cos it was such a great moment captured of us laughing. I love my side braid cos I look old, not 16 like everyone thinks I am! I love my wedding portrait cos i can’t capture myself the way our photographer Rachel could, plus my eye makeup- amazing! & I love my photo with Emily in Arizona cos I was having the best hair day, met a great lady, & summer 2011 was when I finally felt comfortable in my own skin, I was so healthy! Still am!
library. mrs. dalloway. passion fruit hookah. iron & wine. enjoying the company of myself.
Last run of the day!
Ugly sweater dinner party/yankee swap tonight for nye! Followed by dancing, drinking more and smoochin’. This is my ugly reindeer sweater with jingle bells; Hayes & I can never not look pale, but we don’t mind; I love my new leopard print wedges; and these are the gifts we’re putting in for the yankee swap: boston beer soap made with Sam Adams, breathalyzer key chain, beer bread & we’re getting one of those giant sierra nevada bottles to go in the fabric bag.
(I don’t understand why so many people hate a year as it’s coming to an end. “So ready for 2011 to be over” Life is what you make it, the people who make those remarks have nothing better to do than complain; you only have yourself to blame if a year was bad. A year can be truly bad if you lost a loved one, your house burnt down, you got in an accident, something traumatic. But people who experience those instances don’t go and cry over social media sites for sympathy like a bored complainer who didn’t obtain a love life or something trivial like that. The new year will be exactly like years past unless you have a positive outlook on life and do something about it. Focus on the positive- You Are Alive. Time shouldn’t have to take your shit, it’s not even real. Humans made it up. What is time?)
on the way home from college we stopped at concetta’s closet cos she was/still is having a sale huge vintage sale. i got these two items from the 1970’s, I was in that time era mood. I love them. (With the flash on, I dissapear & I don’t mind the paleness at all.)
“HOME”
i will turn/be/encompass the age of twenty-five in one week. this is how i feel about it: wicked excited, like i just got a new puppy! but also wicked nervous that i may kill said puppy, cos i had never owned one before & didn’t know what to expect. (the dog in this situation is me turning twenty-five in case ya couldn’t put two together.) i mean, i loved the age of twenty-four, i actually felt my age all this year, unlike previous years. so now i reckon i’m ready to be the twenty-five year old version of myself…in any case, here’s to seeing two door cinema club right now!
