Putting on this leather bustier felt like I was strapping on armor…and it was kind of empowering.
Around late September, when the real apple cider starts lining the grocery store’s shelves, it means one thing for this household: it’s officially maple bourbon apple cider season and let me tell you, this recipe is dangerously delicious.
*This post is not sponsored by Maker’s Mark. It’s just the preferred whisky my husband & I regularly purchase.
I’ve fallen back in love with combat boots and plaid style pairings.
“I can’t believe we’re dealing with this bullshit just to watch someone turn the sun off for two minutes,” my dear friend Jeff crackled over our walkie talkies. It was 11:30 PM on Wednesday August 16th. My caravan of friends, spread out between 4 vehicles, had been sitting in line to get into the Symbiosis Eclipse Festival in Big Summit Prairie, Oregon since roughly noon that same day.
We were exhausted, buzzed on alcohol, and we just wanted to get into the festival grounds to quickly setup camp and crash until the next morning.
The start of this festival was rough, one of the roughest I’ve ever experienced. And while the struggle was…oh so real by spending a week in a dusty, sometimes wildfire smoke filled prairieland, I look back on this week with nothing but a full heart and contentment and so much love.
Have you ever caught yourself telling yourself you can’t do [whatever example here] because of [some silly rule here]? I did the other day and it made me stop and think.
Another work trip & another photo diary. I spent a few days in San Francisco for Node Summit to promote one of my team’s open source projects that I designed. My coworker from Romania and I had some time to wander around the city. I was so enthralled by Chinatown and was really glad I had my camera with me. San Francisco reminds me of a larger version of Seattle but with more street art (which I adore.)
When driving through the Scottish Highlands in June, I had an outfit packed away for a Highland OOTD shoot. It was, however, so unbelievably cold in Drumnadrochit that the dress I wanted to wear was not going to be enough. I had packed a sweater from Missguided and threw that on over the dress. It wasn’t anything new or revolutionary but I liked how it looked, and it opened up a whole new set of pairings in my closet.
As temperatures cool down and autumn rolls in, I’m left dreaming of autumn in the UK. Autumn in London was delightful and dreamy, and Scotland even more so. Autumn is my season: it’s my ‘hopelessly romantic’ season, where I want to do every cliché activity that embodies what autumn is. I want to be cozy, drink warm autumn themed drinks, and sit in front of a roaring fire.
But I digress, I’m here to talk about my last two days in London this summer.
The husband & I are finally settling into our new home, settling also comes with realizing the work around the home will never end, and I’m itching to start decorating for autumn even though it still doesn’t quite feel like autumn will ever come.
It’s September 1! Already. Oh my goodness, and what better day to continue my UK travel posts than today in honor of Harry Potter!
I adore London. It’s a city that from the moment I stepped foot there, it felt right. Finding my way around the city was easy, using the tube a breeze…having a pint in a pub, it’s all just…right.
I had big plans this second time to the city, all my places marked off. The focus of the trip and whole reason my family and I were abroad was for Depeche Mode, so it was fitting in what I could around that evening. It felt like I didn’t have enough time to see all I wanted to see this trip…there’s so many places I want to visit still. London keeps calling me back. I guess I’ll have to go!