I thought it was about time for one of my favorite tops to meet one of my favorite skirts.

Orange Top, this is Olive Skirt. Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you, too.

I wasn't sure if they would play well together, but they ended up getting on just fine. 

Top: Banana Republic
Skirt: J.Crew
Earrings: Hand-Me-Down from Mom
Shoes: J.Crew
Watch: Fossil
Ring: Gift from my dear friend, Emma
Eye makeup: Lancome
Lip color: Loreal
Nail color: Essie, Turquoise and Caicos

A few things you should know about me as we come closer to summer:
1. I am extremely fair. See that up there? Freckled and practically transparent.
2. I have no intention of doing anything about it.
3. I kinda like it. If you've got it, flaunt it; right? Pale is the new boobs.

    

I'm really enjoying shopping my closet lately. So far, no new buys! I'm on a roll.

"Without music, life would be a mistake."

--Friedrich Nietzsche

She was seventeen years old when she put headphones on and let a song change her.

It happened that winter of her senior year of high school as she sat on the couch, unsuccessfully trying to knit a scarf. She manipulated the needles through dark blue yarn, but there were knots and holes and she was getting frustrated. She was never very crafty, but she was trying to learn. She stopped to take a break and decided to play a song from an album she hadn't listened to yet.



She wasn't someone who knew how to knit. She wasn't sure yet, didn't know exactly what kind of person she was, but as she sat there in the dark, just listening, she could finally hear the kind of person that she had always wanted to be.

--

Less than two weeks until I finally get to see my favorite band play live.

Charlottesville hasn't really felt like home yet. It's where we live, and we've been here for eight months, but I still refer to my parents' house at the lake as "home." Rob and I go away a lot on the weekends. But this weekend, we stayed put.

We hung out with friends both old and new. We sat outside for afternoon drinks. I ended up with a fever on Saturday, and spent most of the evening in bed. We had Chinese takeout delivered, we ate in bed, we went out for a very non-Paleo milkshake that my sore throat and I just had to have. And when I woke up on Sunday morning, I made coffee, picked some flowers for myself from a bush in our little yard, and sat down at my computer to work, really feeling like I was at home.

Sweet Deidre. We have brunch together every Friday.

And Anita. Fellow barista and member of the Friday Brunch Club. 

Hangar Hound for me: vodka and a fresh squeezed grapefruit. 

Moonshine Punch for the girls. Don't ask me what's in it, all I know is that it comes in a jar with blood oranges. 

Stephen (left) was in town for the weekend. Rob has a strange shadow on his face. 

Steamed veggies and chicken with garlic sauce for one pitiful girl. 

I can't wait for this bush to fully bloom. 

Earrings c/o Found by Marie. 

Blackberry Italian Soda on a Sunday afternoon. 

My dear friend Patrick (who just got into grad school!!), looking dapper as always.

Charlottesville is a temporary home for me and Rob, but I think it's been pretty good to us so far.