fa la la la la

This post will be short and sweet; I just feel like sharing some things that inspire me in case your creative juices are frozen over this winter.

http://igorandandre.blogspot.com/
This artist is BRILLIANT. I especially love the way he draws cheeks-- so delicate and feminine against the strong bone structure of his subjects.

http://wishwishwish.net/
The cutest fashion blog in the entire world! It's also British which automatically makes it a ten in my book.

http://seaofshoes.com/
A favorite of mine; Jane Aldridge has the most unique style.

http://www.raspberryworld.com/today/variations.html
Just a really beautiful poem.

http://stylecaster.com/
This is the coolest website I've ever found! It gives you professionally styled looks based on preferences and your area's weather forecast.

That's all for now! Drink lots of coffee, eat lots of chocolate, and wear lots of fleece!

what's in a name?

My name alone is not a spectacular word. Your voice alone is not magnificent.

But you said my name, for the first time in months it seems, and the galaxies exploded for a millisecond. I felt it.

Only you saying my name would result in me foolishly wandering around the interior of empty, dimly lit campus buildings I've never been in.

Some poems, yes? Oh, I have an exciting tidbit! My English professor was really impressed with a term paper that I wrote as a poem (it was a biography, bleh, boring, right?). Well, she thinks I should get it published in some literary journals, campus wide and beyond. Some other professors are using the piece in class, too. Can you believe it? My professor even said that I should pursue a masters in creative writing and literature from Yale. Confidence boost?

Nahhhh.


I prefer you,
a gentle breeze
over a hasty gust.

I prefer you,
five o'clock shadow
over ten o'clock darkness.

I prefer you,
foggy glasses
over foggy windows.

I prefer you,
under the stars
over a parked car.

I prefer you,
love
over boredom.

I prefer you.

sun. set. rise. repeat.

I am being love now.

the ten and the two is the loneliest sight

I've been an awful little blogger lately, so to my 3 or so readers, I apologize. I came down with a cold last night and just got back from Thanksgiving break, not to mention finals are in about a week, so I've been a little distracted.

Lately, I wish that writing and sending letters was a more common practice; it's so romantic, so organic. There is something very rich in writing prose to a good friend or someone even more in your own haphazard cursive penmanship. I adore letters. In fact, I've written two or three in the past few days just to give my stationery some fresh air.

School is almost over which I'm anxiously awaiting. I love being at university, but I need a good solid month of home. Not having friends gets a little exhausting after a few months, ya dig?

How many times can I listen to this silly John Mayer song before I tire of it? My research so far says "never".

Basically I'm just shuffling my feet along, only picking them up when I have to. Dear God, only two more weeks until I'm done!