Tuesday, June 30, 2015

the take home

As you know (or will see in the upcoming couple of weeks), I've spent the past month traveling. After three weeks of hiking in England, reminiscing in Ireland, and bouncing around The Netherlands, I found myself unable to sleep on a plane bound for Denver (about a day and a half before I'd board yet another plane headed to Washington, D.C.). I began to think about travel. 

Monday, June 29, 2015

Monday, June 1, 2015

may most loved

As you all know, I have a long-standing love affair with anything Scandinavian. British journalist Helen Russell has complied a comprehensive, witty, well-crafted report/memoir on nearly all aspects of Danish life, a labor of love that was sparked by her first year living in rural Jutland with her husband. After years of being stressed and over-worked, Russell approached her move to Denmark as an opportunity to embrace the lifestyle of the world's "happiest people". What she discovered about how Danes live, work, and play is totally fascinating. I'm already incorporating bits of Danish lifestyle into my own world (candles, lots and lots of candles, although hygge is a more of a winter thing). 

Since our move to Colorado, obviously Albie and I have been spending more time outdoors on long walks or afternoons at the dog park. Albert has a tendency to get a little over-excited on his adventures outside. In typical Jewish mother fashion, I get worried every time he tugs on his leash. We've been using the Puppia Sports Harness, which straps around his chest rather than his tiny neck. He is more secure, walks with more obedience, and just generally looks so cute in his orange-mesh ensemble with this harness. 

3// Kolaches 
Get some. Now. The Czech meat-filled kind, preferably with cheese and mini-weenies. I discovered a wonderful, magical place called the Kolache Factory just before I left Omaha. Unfortunately, the corporation has locations in only a few states, Colorado not being one of them. I won't tell you how many times I dined at Kolache Factory in the week I stumbled upon it before I moved, but I will tell you it was no less than three. 

4// Matte Black Birkenstock Sandals 
It's that time of the year again folks! These babies will be glued to my feet until first frost. 

Oh my god. OH MY GOD. I love a good Sci-Fi flick and Ex Machina did not disappoint. The entire film had me questioning who was telling the truth, who was "good", and who was "evil", questions that aren't as easy to answer as one may think when dealing with artificial intelligence. Each member of the four-person cast is spectacular. The cinematography is gorgeous, clean, and essentially the aesthetic of the millennial generation. Just please, do me, yourself, the future of technology as we know it, and director extraordinaire Alex Garland a favor and watch this film. In theaters. 

After months of stealing a friend's, he finally caved and had my very own simple Casio shipped to me. It hasn't left my wrist. I'm obsessed with the immaculate, tasteful design. 

Monday, May 25, 2015

this and that, here and there

A very dear friend helped me move out to Colorado. Between taking two-hour-naps and unpacking a whopping one box a day, somehow we managed to fit in some fun. Although nothing we did was necessarily exciting enough to warrant its own post, here are a few bits and bobs from the past week or so in the centennial state. 

Thursday, May 21, 2015

transitional tunes

We did it folks! Albert and I are officially graduated, packed, and moved. And with a B in statistics, might I add (that was more my effort than Albies though). In the space of a week I took two finals, enjoyed a going-away party lovingly thrown by one of my very best friends, packed up my entire life into a set of boxes, graduated Summa Cum Laude, hosted a slew of family members for graduation celebrations, and then made the drive from Omaha to Fort Collins. Needless to say, it's nice to finally be here and have some time to breathe, although there are mountains of boxes still to be unpacked.

As always, I'm having my good moments and my bad moments during this transition. I fluctuate between excitedly picking out new cafes to try and boutiques to check out and trying to ease my painful longing for Omaha. Moving isn't easy in any situation, but now that I've graduated university, I've found myself spinning with more unease than usual. I had a strange realization the other night: at times, this move to Fort Collins has felt more uncomfortable than my move to Ireland last year. I puzzled out the reason why. There's no "end" to this adventure, no countdown until my flight home and a return to normalcy. I've started real life, which is exhilarating and terrifying in the same moment. 

I'm looking forward to taking the summer to myself. In a few short days, I'm happy to announce that I'm heading back to Europe. I'll start off the trip in England, work my way through a hike across the Cotswolds with my father, and then cap off the festivities with a trip back to Cork. !!!!!!!!!!! is how I feel about that. 48 hours after I return in mid-June, I jet set off for a week with Meg in D.C. Finally, I'll be back in Colorado to enjoy the sun, fresh air, host some out-of-town guests, apply to grad school, and just generally love the season. 

Thank you all for being so patient with me during these past few months. I'm already feeling so inspired by new surroundings and upcoming travels. I can't wait to get back into the swing of blogging and share this new chapter with you here. 

Monday, April 13, 2015

spring cleaning (an announcement!)

Earlier this week, we had spring in Nebraska epitomized. The morning started out with an opaque mist blanketing the city. By 1 p.m., it was drizzling. When I left my statistics test at 5:30, a thick, heavy snow was falling steadily, coating our freshly greened grass with pillowy flakes. I closed my blinds at 8:30, after enjoying a sweet-smelling, warm, and sunlit evening. 

Winter and summer remind me of home. As soon as the days start getting shorter and the winds more bitter, I'm brought back to Sidney, to coming home in darkness at 5 pm, a warmed dinner waiting for me after ballet class. When the evenings are finally warm enough to discard even light jackets, I find myself longing for nearly endless drives on crumbling dirt roads. There's something in the air that just brings me home. 
But autumn and spring are Omaha seasons. Autumn is an obvious one--the start of a new semester, the smell of fresh pencils, the gentle rain of colorful, dead leaves that falls throughout October. Spring does something different to me. It's a season of anticipation. Spring leaves me with a sense of wonderment. In the weeks waiting for summer vacation, I find myself reveling in the fact that I've managed yet another year on my own. It's a time of unique reflection I fall into when driving past memorable streets, restaurants, bars, parks, or whatever throughout the city.

The ninth marked one month until graduation. 
This week marks one month until I leave.

Following graduation, I'm excited to announce that Albie and I will be packing our bags and heading west. I've decided to make the move to Colorado for a little more fresh air, to be a little closer to my family, and to have a big change of scenery. I feel as though one of my strong points is making a new space my own. I can't wait to spend the summer getting to know my new digs and picking out new favorite coffee shops, bookstores, parks, and hikes.

And so this spring is a time for special reflection as I get set to say goodbye to Omaha. As easy as the decision to move was, it's been surprisingly difficult to come to terms with now that the end is approaching so quickly. Omaha is such a beautiful, community-oriented city that I've been proud to call home for the past four years. I know amazing things will continue to come out of this area. It won't be an easy transition--I know as soon as I put the car in drive, my heart will be aching for all of the wonderful people, places, and experiences I'll miss (I'm looking at you, Three Happiness Express).

I promise to be documenting every minute of adjustment here (promise to the best of my ability). As always, thank you for reading along, and I'm can't wait to share this new journey with all of you! xoxo! 

Friday, April 3, 2015

march's most loved

Here are just a few of the bits and bobs I found myself falling in love with throughout the month of March.

1// Charlotte Gainsbourg 
WWCD. What Would Charlotte Do: my new mantra. (See also: WWCW. What Would Charlotte Wear.) 

2// Hausfrau by Jill Alexander Essbaum 
Even though I know it's wrong, I'm the sort that judges a book by its cover. I picked up Hausfrau at the store after eyeing it's glossy, art piece of a cover and have not been disappointed. The story of Anna, described as "a good wife, mostly" from page 1, is loaded with the sort of juicy symbolism, metaphor, and attention to detail I can't get enough of. Anna's attempt to rid herself (or perhaps bury herself further in) her apathy through a series of scandalous affairs is captivating. 

3// Wax Buffalo candle in 'sweet tobaco' 
I actually don't burn this candle often because it's just too delicious smelling and I'm already afraid of using it up too quickly. Wax Buffalo is a local (well, made in Lincoln, NE) company that crafts soy-based candles, all of which are beautifully packaged and smell incredible. 

4// NYX Creamy Lipstick in 'tea rose'
This lipstick is a dream for spring. When it comes to makeup, I tend to keep things as natural as possible. 'Tea Rose' is a perfect shade of pink-it brightens up any look without being overpowering. 

5// Sea Wolf's 'Leaves in the River'
I know, I know. This indie-folk album is practically ancient, but I've been listening to it nonstop. My favorite tracks: "The Cold, The Dark, and The Silence", "Middle Distance Runner", and "You're A Wolf".

6// Crop Tops 
I don't really know how this one happened. I wandered into H&M, test ran one on a whim, and left the store with three. Whatever, I'm into it.