I've partnered up with Cambria Wines to create a few blog posts this spring, and my first one is this recipe for herby steamed clams. Beautiful shellfish, butter, and Benchbreak Chardonnay--what's not to love? Grab the recipe on their blog today.
As you probably know from my last wardrobe post, on any given day you can find me wearing neutrals (seriously, I just bought a new "spring dress" from Everlane and it's just an oversized linen tee shirt in grey), but right now I'm thinking in pink, green, coral, and blue. All this sunshine and warmth we've been having in Silicon Valley lately has me dreaming of spring and a super bright wardrobe.
We finally settled on a place for our third anniversary trip (Santa Barbara), so I made this list of brightly colored skirts, tops, and accessories as inspiration. I may be doing a little spring shopping this weekend!
- This tulle skirt is too cute.
- Loving this bright green bikini (top and bottom).
- I've never been super into shoes with pom poms, but these sandals are starting to change my mind.
- These sunglasses aren't super bright but I like that they're different from the black or tortoise shell ones I usually wear.
- This top is so pretty--I love the color and the lace! I think it'd be so cute with some white jeans and wedge sandals.
- I would throw this coral/orange necklace on an otherwise neutral outfit to give it a little something, especially for dinner on the beach somewhere.
- I have these shorts in navy, but the raspberry is just too cute.
- Loving this pretty blue necklace.
- Peach is a neutral, right? You could wear this tank with anything.
- Another favorite pair of sunglasses.
- This little blue number looks a bit like a bridesmaid dress, but I think it'd be perfect to wear to a wedding or a nice dinner!
- I like when basics go bright, like these simple sandals.
- Surprise, more pink! This tank top looks super comfy and flattering.
- I'm on the hunt for my first pair of tassel earrings and these ones might make the cut.
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What's on your spring wish list?
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March is so close that I feel it every day in the chilly morning air, as dew drops settle on the cherry blossom branches right outside my bedroom window, whispering brr brr brr but promising a warm afternoon that always forces me to slip out of the sweater I wear over my tank top and let my bare arms soak up the rays of sunlight on my drive home from the barre studio.
No matter where I am, this time of year always brings me right back to spring in Farmville, Virginia; where I was a junior in college, spending more and more time with a guy named Rob Peterson. My roommates and I shared clothes and sometimes fought over stupid shit but we loved each other and listened to a healthy mix of Lady Gaga, Britney Spears, and Taylor Swift; and Fearless was the soundtrack to any drive. I'd hop in my car and drive with the windows down from my apartment, across High Street and onto Back Hampden-Sydney road with the windows down. Once or twice a week I'd actually run those 6 miles, Love Story blaring in my headphones even though ol' Taylor obviously never very closely read Romeo and Juliet.
My roommates and I were super young and never wore enough sunscreen and got burnt at baseball games; we drank too much almost every weekend and got tattoos in Richmond and sometimes drove 45 minutes to eat burritos from Chipotle. We read and studied and watched movies in bed together and never wore pants in our apartment; and we had our boyfriends over for weekend sleepovers where we'd make big, family-style breakfasts of pancakes and scrambled eggs to sustain multiple hours of Guitar Hero.
It's crazy to me that Rob and I have been together for eight years now. Crazy in part because it's so significant--almost a decade!--but also because before he was in my life, he wasn't. One day I was getting ready for a Halloween party with the girls and without even knowing it, my life would never be the same. Just a few months later he's bringing me coffee in the library as I'm finishing up a poetry paper before spring break because he's my boyfriend and that's the kind of thing your college boyfriend does; and then a few years later he's standing in front of all our friends and family as I'm walking toward him in a wedding dress.
Time flies, so when spring comes around I like to slow down and really savor my nostalgia. I drink iced coffee and read poems from my Norton Anthology of American Literature and play the same four or five songs on repeat. I never want to forget that magical time--being only 20 years old, living with my best friends, reading non-stop, running really fast, wearing sundresses every weekend, and first getting to know the guy who ended up being my husband.
It's a love story, baby just say yes.