…touch your heart the most.
The best gifts are those that are a labor of love. Do you like my red dress? :)
…touch your heart the most.
The best gifts are those that are a labor of love. Do you like my red dress? :)
6. This picture of my little brother and I, taken in the late ‘90s. The height difference is still there, it’s just opposite now.
7. My collection of books from my childhood. Anne of Green Gables, Little House on the Prairie, The Secret Garden, and Every. Roald. Dahl. Book. Published. They’re all worn and dogeared and some of them literally have been chewed by a dog. I used to reread books if I didn’t go to the library often enough and I swear I read all of them 10 times each. Really. I’m not exaggerating. And I went to the library once a week. I have this super power where I can ignore ANYTHING if I’m reading (including time) so I would read whenever I was sent to my room for punishment. Joke’s on you, Parents. The jig is up.
8. Straws. Preferably stuck in bubble water. I have one cup I love a lot that has a reusable straw (that is BPA free TOO!) so this love is not as bad for the environment as it may seem. Aren’t these vintage-inspired straws fun?
9. My grandmother’s engagement ring. She was married to my grandfather when she was 17, and starting having kids right after (8 in total). The ring is delicate and tiny and the one below from an etsy store with vintage engagement rings reminds me of it. She got a different one later on, and my mother gave me my grandmother’s first ring a few years ago after she passed away. It’s interesting to think about how different our lives are. Sometimes when I’m feeling particularly anti-social when I’m out I put it on my left hand. It’s kind of like wearing a post-it that says “don’t talk to me” on your forehead.
10. A vase full of fresh flowers, which I’ve been trying to keep on hand all summer. My favorite flower is the gardenia, but you can’t really buy those by the stem, so I found a plant down the street (bordering a local dive bar, no less) but I hate that I’m taking them away from everyone else (and their own little flower lives) so I haven’t picked one yet. Instead I’ve been relying on weekly 4-5 dollar bouquets from Trader Joe’s in pinks, purples, and yellows.
Those are my things! What things make you happiest?
P.S. Find the first half of my favorite material things here.
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This weekend I went to the beach for my first true beach day of the summer. Due to “May Gray” and “June Gloom” it wasn’t really warm enough by my Floridian standards for the beach.
While it was supposed to be about 72 degrees, the day remained cloudy for the most part – “July Cry,” anyone?
Regardless, add in beach volleyball and some ice cold BL nums and you’ve still got yourself a pretty good beach day.
Eventually the sun did come out – check out the difference between the above pic and the one below!
I don’t actually participate in the ball playing because I can’t bring myself to stand directly under it. I just close my eyes at the last second and run away. Instead, I provided carrots and pretzels to hungry players. And next time I WILL STICK MY HEAD IN THE PACIFIC OCEAN. Along with the rest of my body. Full submersion.
After, we went to Wurstkuche in Venice and I had the Vegetarian Smoked Apple Hotdog. Delish. I didn’t get the fries, but I had a lot of other people’s fries so now I know to get them next time.
My friend Nealie was in from San Diego (where she was on a work trip, she lives in FL).
We went to Other Room in Venice from there.
Nealie & I
Me and ValPal:
Normal:
We’re actually imitating an adorable dog named Carl (he has a twitter, find him @carlthedog) who my roommate has been petsitting for a friend. He’s got soulful eyes and I let him sleep on my bed. BIG STEP, PEOPLE.
This weekend I’m hoping to try out a new (vegetarian friendly) breakfast place and maybe head out to the beach again.
Tata!
Emily