I’ve been listening to Wildest Dreams on repeat since it came out and I didn’t know if I could love another version other than Taylor’s, but I think this one by Kygo and Ella Henderson brings out a new kind of emotion. I’m pretty excited about it.
Dress – Urban Outfitters / Sandals – by Qupid purchased at Moorea Seal boutique in Seattle
Just when we thought we had run out of shooting locations in Mountain View, we came across this gem of a wall. I must’ve worn these sandals 6 out of the 7 days during the week and this was a dress that I bought years ago that I decided to bring back to life. It was tucked away in my closet next to a bunch of other dresses that I hadn’t touched in awhile and at one point, thought that I would donate it. I at least didn’t think it was a good fit for the summer because the fabric feels more like it is for fall and winter, but we made it work. Let’s just call it the dress for all seasons. This scarf was given to me by my mom and I had never worn this all together before, but it’s quite a match isn’t it?
I think I just discovered this song recently on my Discover Weekly and one of the reasons why I like it so much is because it reminds me a lot of the indie rock bands I used to listen to when I was a teenager. The lyrics are kind of similar, the emotions and feelings are kind of the same. That said, it’s a pretty good song overall.
On a night when I needed a whole lot of sleep, I didn’t get any at all. A little exhausted from work, a little woozy from two of the special cocktails the bartender made for me (also at work) and with three bites of chow mein in me, I gave up on my Friday night. It was 9:30 PM and I was constantly tossing and turning. Falling asleep should have been easy for me given the factors, but also it’s something I’ve never had trouble with.
I thought about the shooting that had happened in Oregon this past week and all of the families that never had a chance to say goodbye to the loved ones they had lost. And then I remembered when we lost Sam a year and a half ago and how it pained me that I also never said goodbye to him because we thought we would always have time. Very rarely do we get that sliver of time though. It triggered it. Something that I had only talked about with one other person in my life at the time, but have kept it hidden since.
When I heard the news, I knew I had to fly to Salt Lake for the funeral. I hadn’t talked to Sam since I had moved away from Seattle and we didn’t keep in touch even after I had settled here, but I felt like I had to be there. Three of my best guy friends were flying from Seattle and Sacramento and in a way I felt like I was half there for Sam and half there to support my friends in being his pallbearers. My friends had told me that they knew that I was there for them too, which was a comforting feeling. It was like something out of a movie and it was the toughest scene to watch and be a part of.
Salt Lake was beautiful. What an extraordinary place. The mountains were the closest I’ve ever seen them and it’s amazing. This wasn’t the way that we had all hoped to be in the city for, but if there’s something that we were grateful for – it was seeing the hometown that Sam grew up in – seeing and walking through the halls of his childhood home. It was meeting his friends that he had a childhood with and went to high school with – learning about Sam’s life through them. They were so far removed from his college years that they were wanting the same from us – to hear the stories that we had to share. They’d say in response, “Wow, that sounds exactly like Sam.” And we were relieved that we all knew the same person, that we didn’t know two different people.
There’s an episode of “How I Met Your Mother” where Robin cries on the subway like she doesn’t give a damn and doesn’t care that strangers are watching her. I remembered walking to my gate after saying goodbye to two of the boys and feeling like I had been strong all weekend. That’s what I thought I needed to be for them. It was a different story when I finally got to my gate and sat down. Talking to Jodie over text since she couldn’t make it, I completely had that “Robin” moment. I was upset at not saying goodbye when I should’ve. I think for a second, I wondered a few things:
What are people thinking of me right now?
Is anyone going to come over and ask if I’m alright?
Do I even want anyone to approach me right now?
Do I owe anyone an explanation? I don’t exactly want to tell people that my friend just passed.
This isn’t going to be the last. It isn’t going to get any easier and I realized I have no solution for making this better for myself. Every time these tragedies happen, I take a minute. This is usually the time when people say that time is too short and you need to tell your loved ones how you feel. They’re not wrong. I’m a big advocate of saying how you feel in the moment and being honest with your emotions, but you know what always gets in the way of us doing that? Our pride. We don’t want to be the first to apologize. We want our friends to reach out to us first and we want to feel wanted more than we want to make others feel wanted. Isn’t that an interesting truth?
Brown Butter Pasta [Project Foodie]
This is the first time in my life that I’ve probably ever been this excited about fall. I think that’s the “Seattle” in me though because living back there, summer was never enough. Now I’m looking forward to dressing in layers, Thanksgiving (though I’m not sure what my plans are yet) and more importantly all the fall themed foods and drinks we’ll be having. Here are just a few of my favorites.
It’s always during the fall and winter months that I find myself craving pasta. There’s something about a lot of carbs that makes you feel really warm and full. There’s no better feeling than that, right? I love the taste of brown butter which is featured in the pasta above and the idea of cracking an egg over it.
How adorable are they?
I really like this cheeky Vogue series that they’ve been doing with celebrities. It’s kind of nice to see them in a low-key intimate environment, but still allowing viewers to get to know them in a different setting than you would on a red carpet. I’ve been following Emily on Instagram for a little while now and I find her to be pretty fascinating. She’s come a long way from being “just the girl in the Robin Thicke music video” and I’m excited to see what’s next (especially since her last movie was a bust.)
It’s becoming harder and harder to watch these every couple of months. President Obama is clearly very fed up over this situation and I think the rest of the country is too.