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comparison is the theif of joy… And with that, my friends, I put this blog on hold. I have some big changes up ahead of me, and it’s time to re-evaluate what’s important in my life and consider letting go of the rest. It’s all just too much. I’m pondering the creation of a smaller web endeavor for more networking-related purposes because I think the online community is a powerful one and one that I don’t want to lose sight of (stay tuned for details). Unfortunately for me, it’s not feasible for me to put the necessary amount of time into this space for it to be what I intend for it to be; for that reason I cannot believe that I am putting out my best product to the world. And that, I sometimes feel, has done more harm than good. Someone whose opinion I value recently told me, with all the best intentions, that I wear my heart on my sleeve. I took it as a compliment at the time, but I’m coming to realize that I’ve transformed that trait into my own detriment. I want to put my heart back where it belongs.

I’ve held on to this blog for various reasons over the last three years, and right now I think that fear is the only thing keeping me attached. It’s been such a large part of my life and who I am for so long, and I’ve wondered what will be left of me when it’s gone. There’s also been an anxiety over losing touch with my creative self as I walk further down this path of adulthood and career-dom, but I’ve come to realize that this space has perhaps become a safety blanket, allowing me to evaluate other’s endeavors rather than partaking in my own. It’s also become a source of constant second-guessing and over-thinking, and I know that I am not being fair to myself, not giving myself the best chance at happiness. In short, I have exhausted my willingness to be my own worst enemy. It’s time for a break. I’m not sure if it will be weeks or months or forever. But a break nonetheless.

So for now I say adieu. It’s been a good run I like to think, and thanks for popping in from time to time. You can still find me over on Pinterest (god knows I won’t be giving up that hobby any time soon) and twitter, and I’m hoping to dust off my camera and get back in the flickr game too. Tumblr is another option I’m pondering as a less-stressful creative web outlet, but no need for that right away. Not yet at least. Now, I take some time to reflect, recenter, and enjoy the things happening all around me. I think we all owe ourselves that. All of my best to you.

[photo by me. quote by Theodore Roosevelt] 

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I am not waiting anymore

Have you ever had one of those moments when you feel like you’ve been waiting for the break forever — a new day, a new light, that moment when the weight falls off your shoulders and new doors open, to be released — and then it hits you. Hard as a bag of bricks. Takes your breath away. You hold the key to your own happiness. All of a sudden you feel empowered, able, unencumbered, alive. You make a decision to cut out the bad things and instantly you can do what never before seemed possible. Last night, on an unassuming night in February, I had that. In a single moment, everything became stunningly clear. I don’t tell you this to boast; if anything, I am ashamed that it took me this long. But the timing of it all just seems so significant.

I first heard Field Reports song “I am not waiting anymore” on Radio Milwaukee, my favorite local station, a few months. I was stopped at an intersection when the lilting acoustic guitar floated across the airways, and I made a note of it. At the time, I didn’t realize the artist was Chris Porterfield, former bandmate of Justin Vernon (better known as Bon Iver), a Milwaukee native and current resident who almost gave up music when his old band broke up. But he started writing his own songs, ended up with a record under pseudonym Field Report, and now, an incredibly moving music video shot exclusively in the Cream Brick City.

I saw the link to the NPR First Watch on the Facebook page of Milwaukee-famous Pabst/Riverside/Turner Hall complex with the aptly summarized blurb: “Prepare yourself, the new Field Report video is so good it will probably make you cry.” Though warned, I had no idea how hard it would hit me.

About the track, Porterfield said: “The song is about getting over past mistakes and circumstances, and embracing our own agency in life. We all have choices to make daily…when you give your ghosts permission to stop haunting, you can take the next step forward[my emphasis]. Not only does it so poetically express my recent awakening, but it does so in my city. A city that has embraced me and that I have embraced. A city that gives me identity, a city that gives me comfort, a place to call home. I get on that green and blue bus — well, not that exact bus, but you know what I mean — every day. I know all those places. I see the good and bad. And as the protagonist of the short film transformed himself, I find myself accepting the past and moving on. It’s such a simple idea, but it’s something I’ve never told myself: I am not waiting anymore.

I’m not a particularly religious or superstitious person, but I do believe that there are forces bigger than ourselves, even if we have ultimate control of them. Since my lightbulb moment, something feels like it has shifted into place after being slightly disjointed for a long time. And in that moment, I started noticing the little beautiful things happening all around me, and I felt like, with this song, the universe — those forces bigger than myself — were trying to tell me that everything works out for the best. Because we all need a little reassurance once in a while.

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Nicole Farhi

If anyone has been following along on Pinterest, you know I’ve been mad-pinning the Autumn/Winter 2013 Ready-to-Wear shows. I swear, Fashion Month is better than Christmas! While I care about fashion because I appreciate the artistry and expression and creativity, in the end I gravity towards the designers whose work I can picture myself — or someone like me — wearing, rather than the more editorial, avant-garde pieces. Albeit, often a cooler, richer version of myself. But you know what I mean.

And so, one of my favorite collections yet comes out of London Fashion Week: the Nicole Farhi menswear-inspired collection is stunningly modern, yet with hints of the traditional. Starkly simple yet thoughtfully layered. Masculine but sexy. Few colors yet so many textures. In other words, I want all of it.

 

 

 

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The Suit

Eight months into this whole work/career/professional thing, I’m starting to develop a strong taste for well-designed, modern but classic suiting. Let’s just say that I’ve come a long way since I came downstairs for my first day of work and my siblings laughed at me in my pressed grey suit. I’m not talking Banana Republic or even Tahari or Theory, here. I’m talking about the big girl stuff.

Part of me is aghast at the thought of spending $2,000 — even $1,000 — on a suit. Especially when saving money for so many other important things — and with a salary to support such spending a few years off — I understand the allure of a suit that fits well, looks good, and doesn’t ago. They are pieces that you could be wearing a few times a week for the next twenty years. Spread those prices out, and the high price tags don’t seem that bad. I mean, seemingly sane — though I might argue other otherwise — people spend twice and triple that amount on wedding dresses that they wear once. Can’t we spend a little of that hard earned cash on our lives for every other day?

I’ll have one of each of these please:

Darks

Left to Right: Dolce & Gabbana, The Row, Boss Black, Boss Black

Neutrals

Left to Right: Donna Karan, Kiton, Burberry, Maison Martin Margiela

Brights

Left to Right: Chloé, Ralph Lauren Black, A.L.C., Sonia Rykiel

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Bario-Neal

Another set of custom, totally unique rings that I enjoy. These Bario-Neal rings are made from recycled metal, ethically sourced stones, and with environmentally friendly practices — bingo! They are at once similar to the Mocium rings — because they are a bit off-beat and don’t use exclusively diamond — but totally different at the same time. I appreciate the sleek, modern settings, the at once geometric and organic metal-work, and the slightly more traditional styling. What can I say, I love a good ring (or any well-crafted jewelry, for that matter!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Juice Cleanse Diary

I wanted to share a little journal I kept of the 2.5 day juice cleanse I did last week — that’s right, nothing but homemade juice. I was really interested in reading other people’s experiences with juicing before I started my cleanse, so I thought I’d add to the chorus. I’ve always wanted to do a cleanse, and after this years extensive holiday festivities, I couldn’t think of a better time. I also found a recipe schedule online that I liked so I wouldn’t have to buy one of those expensive packages, so I decided to give it a shot. It was supposed to be a three day cleanse, but of course there was a cold virus going around that I inevitably picked up about halfway through, and because I wasn’t under the supervision of a doctor, I thought it was probably best to get back to solid food, just in case. I got my recipes from Leah Bergman’s freutcake blog, who in turn got her recipes from Reboot with Joe. I picked up a Jack Lalaine Power Juicer Express off of ebay for $50 the week before, and went to the grocery store two days before I started for all on my supplies. Ninety dollars of produce later, I was ready to go!

Tuesday night: I made juices 1-4 for Day 1. It took about about hour, including cleanup. I was surprised how easy the juicer is to clean — pretty impressed with my $50 purchase so far. Finding adequate containers to take the juices to work was a different story. I found the recipes made almost two servings of juice, so the questions was do I take to work just in case I want it, or avoid lugging extra weight on the bus. Matt came into the kitchen during the juicing process and said it smelled great — like a farm in the springtime. I enjoyed a Matt cocktail creation tonight for posterities sake, my last one for the next three days. Giving that up might be the hardest part…

Day 1

Morning: I’m not a breakfast person, so making and drinking a cup of herbal tea and my breakfast juice really cut into my expertly time 35 weekday morning routine. I could’ve gone without the tea, but it seemed to set the standard for the cleanse and I’m glad I did it. I poured my breakfast juice into a water bottle to take on the bus. Got a few stares but it actually tasted really good, and I started the day with a full and satisfied tummy. I had a little but left by the time I got to work and finished it over a glass with ice.

Midmorning Snack: This juice tasted a bit like grass but it was still good. A granny smith apple and chunk of ginger can do wonders for kale and celery juice, I’m coming to realize. It’s becoming apparent that unless I chug each of the juices, I’m literally going to have a cup of juice in front of me all day. Towards the end of this glass, I was feeling very full — no traces of hunger at all — but I was feeling a little light-headed. So I drank the remainder of the juice very quickly and felt a little better. Then I remembered I was supposed to be drinking 10 cups of water on top of this — that’s a lot of drinking. But maybe it will help…

Lunch: Gazpacho juice. This is the one I was nervous about. I like the green juices and I like the carrot-based juices but tomato? It tastes slightly better than expected — like gazpacho. Go figure. This juice seemed to be a lot thicker than the other juices, maybe from the tomato pulp. That also made it slightly harder to drink. The other two juices had the consistency of water — very thin, no chunks — so that was a bitt of a surprise. One thing that I think I was misinformed about was the difference between juicing and making smoothies — totally different ballgames. On the other hand though, it sort of helped that this juice had some of the flavors and consistency of a meal. Maybe it’s all in my head, but I think I can feel the toxins leaving my body. Is this what withdrawal feels like?

Afternoon Snack: I was concerned about when to drink this juice. I brought it to work, but it felt like I’d been drinking juice all day and maybe I should hold off so I have more at home. But I won’t be home until 6ish, at which point, at which point I’ll probably start making “dinner juice.” This whole process has definitely brought into focus my eating habits. I usually snack all day at my desk, and I am usually sitting all day as well. I completely understand why so many secretaries are fat. It’s just so easy; you literally have to make a conscious effort not to be. I figuring drinking juice all day is a lot better for you. It would be one thing if I led an extremely active lifestyle. I’d question whether I was getting enough energy from food. But I work out five days a week for about an hour, and I’m on the move on the weekends, but other than that, I’m pretty sedentary. It’s just the way of the world. Some maybe juicing is a good way to get my nutrients and be full while not consuming unnecessary calories at work. On another note, one thing that no one tells you about these things is how it wreaks havoc on your breath. Imagine munching on 6 celery sticks, 3 cucumbers, 8 jumbo leaves of kale and swiss chard, 1/4 of a red onion, 2 cups of parsley, 5 apples, 6 oranges, 1 lemon, 1 lime, 3 carrots, and couple chunks of ginger. The result is not good, especially when you can’t have a mint…

Dinner: Realized with this meal that I’m not a huge fan of beet juice. Love beets, but not so much their juice as a predominant flavor. I made the juice when I got home, along with the next four for Day 2, which took up a big portion of my night. Being at home during a juice cleanse is harder than being at work because of the temptations. Just because I’m doing a cleanse doesn’t mean I threw out the stash of Christmas candy sitting in my cupboard. I drank half of my dinner juice and a cup of chamomile tea and went to bed. Not going to lie, I was happy to have the first day over. At one point in the juicing process tonight, I thought my juicer broke and I got kind of excited. Then I remember that I had $90 of produce in my fridge that I would never be able to eat otherwise, and I got it working in a jiffy!

Day 2

Morning: I slept well last night, maybe had more energy than normal waking up but the extreme cold hampered any positive effects in that regard. I adjusted my schedule to accommodate this new routine, and as I drank my breakfast juice, I could also feel the nutrients flowing into me with each sip. If nothing else, this cleanse has reminded me why we eat — for energy to live — and what it feels life to be a content level of full — not stuffed, not still craving more. I feel lighter (even if I haven’t lost any pounds on the scale), less bloated. After the holidays, I just felt heavy, not so much in terms of a number, but I just felt like I was carrying around a little something extra. I’ve had a strange relationship with food my whole life, torn between a deep culinary inclination — a foodie you might say — but I also have strong “healthy lifestyle” impulses. I still haven’t figured out how to balance those two. I feel that taste is one of our greatest pleasures in life, but we only get one body and I want mine to last for a long time. All in all, this has been a way to refresh, to get myself back on track, and to think about my food choices.

Mid-morning Snack: It’s confirmed, I definitely like the green juices best. And I don’t really like tomato-based juices — unless it’s got vodka in it of course, but that’s beyond the point. Unfortunately, I think that I’m starting to catch the cough that Matt has — which sucks because it will look like contracting the virus is connected to the juicing weakening me, but I know I would’ve caught it either way. As a precaution, I will probably cut the cleanse a half day short and eat a dinner of solid food tomorrow. Who knows — maybe the juice will give me the vitamins I need to fend it off!

Lunch: Also confirmed — don’t like beet juice. Not only do I not really like the taste, but it turns everything that it touches red. And when I say everything, I mean everything…

Afternoon Snack: today I skipped the afternoon snack and had a cup of herb tea instead. Maybe this whole process works by making you not want to drink any more damn juice!

Dinner: Green juice again — definitely palatable. I also had a handful of raw almonds. By the way, who knew raw almonds were so good?! Kind of sweet kind of earthy, great texture. I think this will be my go to snack. I’m definitely not feeling very well, but I made breakfast juice and mid-morning juice for tomorrow. For lunch, I put together a kale, fennel, avocado, and citrus salad with a light vinaigrette, and I won’t lie, I’m pretty excited for it. I definitely missed the act of chewing more than eating in general. And a big bowl of crisp kale will do just the trick.

Day 3

Morning: Woke up feeling sick as a dog. Had a cup of tea followed by a big gulp of DayQuil, hoping to get through the workday. Very sore throat — definitely getting “the sickness” that’s been going around Matt’s work. Happens every time. Right before the weekend, of course… Had my breakfast juice at work. More beats — blech.

Midmorning: Last official juice of cleanse. It’s been a very interesting experience. I feel great — other than that whole sick part. Oh, the joys of Wisconsin in January.

So the cleanse was a pseudo-success. I was really looking forward to getting back to the gym once I was on solid food, but the illness really messed with that plan. And I couldn’t even stomach a celebratory  glass of wine, to boot! I don’t have too much produce left over, so I’ve been eating a lot of salads and veggies in hummus. I definitely want to continue clean eating, and I definitely want to get my snacking under control.

Coincidentally enough, later last week, there was a bit of a controversy regarding designer Kelly Wearstler’s interview with Bon Appetite magazine in which she told her interviewer that she basically juices all day and the only solid food she eats is dinner. Beyond the obvious question of why a magazine devoted to food — usually of the most decadent nature — would publish an interview with someone who doesn’t seem to eat a lot of the stuff, it brings up the question of whether this is a healthy lifestyle. If you read the comments sections of the articles addressing the interview (here and here), most people seem to insinuate that this behavior is akin to an eating disorder. Now, I am morally opposed to diagnosis via internet of people I don’t know, but I’m left wondering if this is what it takes to have a body like Wearstler’s (which isn’t necessarily what I want, but I know it’s what a lot of women do).

I think that we get so many mixed signals about food in our culture. I alluded to this a bit in my diary, but we — especially women — have so much pressure to be thin, but yet we as a society are obsessed with the art of food. It seems like every time I walk into the gym, the Food Network is on in front of the cardio machines, playing some show about how much junk a guy can eat in one sitting t as bony girls run for hours on the treadmill. We are bombarded by so many conflicting messages: is it better to enjoy what you eat or eat healthy to the point of not enjoying the act of consumption? Is it better to be uber-thin or slightly overweight? Some of my best memories in life are centered around meals and food with the people I love. And some of my darkest life moments were when my relationship with food became too complicated for me to handle.  Was I starving myself those two and half days? Or was I doing something healthy for my body and my mind? The scary thing is that I know that two different “experts” would tell me two different things. And everyone else that isn’t an expert would have an opinion too.

I think that one of the problems is that we get so concerned about what other’s think about what we ourselves consume that don’t consider enough about how our bodies feel and what we think about ourselves. Sometimes this pressure causes us to put unnecessary pressure on ourselves, and other times it causes us not to put enough pressure on ourselves. If it accomplished nothing else, this juice cleansing process definitely helped me remember that I need to listen to my body, balance my own impulses, and choose quality over quantity. And keeping the journal was also a very important part of that process. As I said before, sometimes we think to much, and sometimes not enough. Here’s hope we can all get back to the center!

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Wanderlust Wednesday: Iceland

I know I’m going to sound crazy with this one, considering the sub-arctic temperatures we’ve been having the Midwest lately, but I’ve been dreaming about a trip to Iceland. Okay, maybe a summer trip, rather than a winter one. But I’ve come across some seriously inspiring photos lately that I can’t help but lust after. I think what strikes me the most is the solitude. Each of the photos seems to express a certainly loneliness. Or maybe it’s a oneness with the earth. When I think of spending time outdoors, I think first of trees, so the lack there of in the landscape is very jarring, almost otherworldly to me. Check it:

Lily Stockman‘s trip to Iceland with her husband this summer. They rented a sleeper van and drove around the country for five days! Can’t think of a cooler/better way to see a place!

 

Andrew and Carissa Gallo’s trip to Iceland last summer. The misty feel to these is totally intoxicating.

Now, I’m not really an engagement photo shoot person (actually, I think they’re usually pretty tacky), but if you gotta do it, why not do it in Iceland! Paige Lowe got engaged there last June, and the photos she and her new fiancé took together are totally breathtaking. Seriously who would’ve thought Iceland could be so romantic!

And isn’t this photo of Reykjavik just magical?!

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But speaking of cold weather, I think yesterday was the coldest day I’ve experienced in at least three years. And guess what?! I made it through! Alive. I really don’t find much pleasure in complaining about it. I like everything about this place — except the weather. Sometimes. Being negative isn’t going to make anything change, and I’ve learned that being near to the people that I love is a much larger priority in my book of happiness than have 70 degree weather in the middle of winter. I don’t like the bitter cold. I didn’t like the scorching heat either. Someone once told me that you can have everything in your life, but not all at the same time. And right now, I have the right part of everything.

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Nesting

[WARNING: lots of photos coming! Get thee to a WiFi connection!] As my apartment slips further and further away from the organized quaintness of the holiday season — dead christmas tree still sitting my living room of course — I am drawn into the make believe world of home tours. It’s interesting to me to think about how my decorating and architectural style has changed over the years, and my style in general, for that matter. While I was once all about the eclectic, bohemian, imported look, I know find myself drawn to more clean shapes and spaces, with touches of organic and antique pieces. This California home is just that … Screen Shot 2013-01-15 at 1.20.36 PM Screen Shot 2013-01-15 at 1.21.20 PM

 

California Chic via bliss blog via Style at Home

… glimpses of the traditional yet modern, white walls, airy yet not empty. There’s definitely something very appealing about such a relaxing space, but it has just enough character to keep me interested. Still, there’s also something not quite “lived in” about it, and I find myself attracted to this California home full of wood, color, collections, and warmth as well… 4Laurel8Laurel 13Laurel 12Laurel 11Laurel-500x753 9Laurel21Laurel24Laurel

Sneak Peak: Derek James and Kristin Korven via design*sponge

An almost cabin feel defines this home in the woods, an outdoors-in sensation where you can never forget that you’re surrounded by trees. It seems like a great place to raise a family, full of adventure and things to get lost in, where the worn-in feeling is intentional. In many ways it’s like the home that we’ve created. Yet, at the same time, the space leaves me a little anxious, wanting to tidy up and purge despite the intentionality of it all…

I look at endless photos of other people’s homes and styles, and I find things that I like and don’t like. But in the end, these photos are about finding inspiration and documenting a life, not creating blueprints to a cookie-cutter existence. When I look at my pinterest boards, I find myself in awe of all the different tastes and styles: the ultra-modern to the antique, bright colors to monochrome, wild prints and patterns and block colors. More than trying to fit into some socially-constructed description of what I am and what I like, I prefer to let myself break these barriers — sometimes because I want to, sometimes because we all need to push ourselves to think outside our normal perception — and see what happens on the other side. While I can ogle others’ possessions and environments and personas, in truth I am just so excited to pave my own path, to set myself apart, to find what fits me. That’s why I get up in the morning, hungry for inspiration. [Monologue concluded.]

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Slave to the Grind: Winter Brights

I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for an end to this winter business. Short, cold days filled with chapped lips, static-y hair, and borderline seasonal depression. Luckily, this year, i have plenty to look forward to, so hopefully the next couple of months will go quick. I’m going to visit my friends in Chicago and my brother in Cleveland, we’ve got a FOUR YEAR (!!!) anniversary in February, we just booked tickets for a trip to Key West in early March, and best of all, a new baby coming at the end of March! I just can’t wait!

Until then, though, I’ve found that dressing for the tropics enhances my mood just enough that I might make it through January and February. When I say ‘dress for the tropics,’ I’m talking color choices, not garment length, because god knows I do my best every day not to put long johns underneath my pants.

Colorful pants are a tricky thing for work, I’ve found, especially in a business environment. But I’m not really a black/grey/navy kind of girl, so I’ll take my chances. Tailored, well-pressed, wool blends seem to add a edge of professionalism to the brighter colors, and crisp white shirt layered underneath a well-chosen sweater plus a sharp pair of flats make everything a bit more office-appropriate. If I’m going to be in an office, I’m damn-well going to make the most of it!

A few colorblocked choices I’d love to get my hands on:

1. sweater :: trousers :: flats  2. sweater :: trousers :: flats  3. sweater :: trousers :: flats  4. sweater :: trousers :: flats  all: white button-up shirt 

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