design, heard it loved it, saw it loved it, three things

Three things.

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Do you catch yourself at times actively avoiding the news knowing it will inevitably cause your head to spin into a thousand different directions? Me too! (Important note: In writing this, I know I am beyond privileged that I have the chance to even live in my little bubble when I choose. And for that I am thankful and ashamed and have really no good way to acknowledge this fact.)

What if there was nothing new to report? “Nothing new in the news”

“living in a world of constant sensory overload, sideline collective offers us a little respite with their project titled ‘nothing in the news’. 24 hours a day, people are bombarded with real-time information by every media outlet and platform competing for their attention through one pop-up notification at a time. so, what would it feel like to go just one day with absolutely no news, no massive data intake?

even though the world is living in particularly sensitive times — when truth really matters and newspapers play an integral role in democracy — societies are becoming frighteningly addicted to breaking news, gossips, top tens, conspiracies, internet videos and porn. therefore, for this cultural precipice, the team offers the one thing people need more than ever: nothing to read about. absolutely nothing. today, and today only, there is nothing in the news. enjoy it whilst you can.’”

From the concept to the design, I love everything about this.

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You’ve most definitely heard Lorde’s newest banger, Green Light, right? So stoked she’s back with more gems. (She is incredible.) But have you heard her new ballad, Liability? (Listen here.) It’s my new anthem. Because holy shit could the message behind this song have been plucked right of my brain. I mean the lyrics include

They say, “You’re a little much for me / You’re a liability / You’re a little much for me” / … I’m a little much for everyone

As someone who has literally been told “you’re just… a lot” of course this song hit me right in the honey nut feelios.  Bustle has a great write up on it, too.

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Joanna at Cup of Jo asked about “First Period Stories” and the comments are a great read. I even included my own story which she posted about later in the week which made me lol. Hooray for the internet now having my first period story! Might as well share it here, too. 😉

PERIOD

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April 2017, books, copywriting inspiration, poetry, read it love it, saw it loved it, the future is female

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Every day I’m so blown away by the incredibly talented women in my life. (I’m spoiled.) One of the most talented ladies I know is Abby Yemm, whom I met through this very blog. (I don’t tell this blog “thank you” enough. Thanks, blog! You’re one of the best things I’ve ever decided to do!) Back to Abby, she’s hilarious, wildly creative, and she writes rad stuff. Like this piece from Domino Mag, 10 Books to Buy for Their CoversI mean, need I say more beyond, “be still my heart.”

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Balloons + poetry = one of my new favorite mediums.

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IKEA consistently has some of the best ads. I love this one about a “Couple” of Sheepskin Rugs.

It turns out the anthropomorphic floor covering, who lives in an apartment complex with its significant other (also a rug) and its puppy (a $10 step stool), is on a very special mission. (AdWeek)

 

Happy April! xx

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life lessons, poetry, saw it loved it, three things, words for the heart

Three things.

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sweet spring is your
time is my time is our
time for springtime is lovetime
and viva sweet love

… a beautiful E.E. Cummings poem “Sweet Spring“, plus six more since it’s the first day of Spring (finalllllly).

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Have you seen Grey Gardens? It’s fascinating. In every sense of the word. There’s not a Fourth of July that goes by that I don’t want to recreate Little Edie’s “Flag Dance.” But I remember being really struck by the amount of books they had lining the walls of their home. So when I saw this article from the Paris Review, I knew it was going to an interesting read. And I wasn’t wrong.

The Grey Gardens shelves are also lined with what can best be described as pastime books, leftover from luxuriously idle beachfront childhoods: turn-of-the-century children’s and nursery books, collections of poems and crossword puzzles. (“Cross word puzzles are my delight,” wrote Little Edie in one book, which contains one unfinished puzzle with only two filled-in words: “Qarter” [sic] and “WASP.”) Yet the Beale family apparently also read, or at least owned, heartier fare: the complete works of Byron, Shakespeare, and Balzac stand alongside volumes of Milton, Burns, Proust, and Browning. (Little Edie reportedly wrote her own poetry until her death, in 2002). The conditions of these books run the gamut, from gently aged to wholly destroyed; one first edition of Gone With the Wind actually appears to be melting, an effect I’d never before seen in a book, no matter how misused.

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Things I’m trying to accept about myself and not care if it’s too much for someone else.

“I’ve stopped being sorry for all my soft. I won’t apologise because I miss you, or because I said it, or because I text you first, or again. I think everyone spends too much time trying to close themselves off. I don’t want to be cool or indifferent, I want to be honest. If I love you at 5AM, I’d damn well rather that you know I felt it. If I love you two hours later, I’ll tell you then too. Listen, I won’t wait double the time it takes for you to text me back because I don’t want to. I don’t care enough to be patient with you. I’m happy, you made me feel that way, don’t you want to know? So that’s how it’s going to be. I’m going to leave myself as open as a church door. And I’m going to wake you up before the crack of dawn to tell you that I’m fucking joyful, no pretending, not from me, not ever. Would you like some coffee, would you please kiss me? Here, these are my hands, this is my mouth, it is all yours.” – Azra.T “Don’t Wait Three Days to Text First.”  

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hope, january 2017, saw it loved it, three things, words from wise women

Three things.

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I finally saw La La Land this weekend. It was so lovely and ever since I’ve had the soundtrack on repeat. Emma Stone is absolute perfection; she’s so incredibly talented, it’s ridiculous. (The song she does in the “audition” scene w r e c k e d me.) This is a really fascinating look at how the song came to be.

This is not a studio vocal. Emma was not lip-syncing. She was singing it live on set. I was accompanying her on piano, letting her lead the song and take the space she needed to act it. Because I was letting Emma lead the song, I was reacting to her. So a lot of times the piano is a little bit behind the vocal. It sounded like a recital or something where you know the singer is leading it and the piano is there to accompany. That’s what happens when two people make music together; things are not perfectly in sync. That’s why it feels musical and why it feels real and honest. (Vulture.)

This instagram post just stole my heart.

 

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Love love loved this post from Woolgathering & Wildcrafting on Nice Girls vs. Kind Women. Having been raised in the American Midwest, this spoke to me deeply. I make it a point now to approach life as a Kind Woman; I’ve bid my past days as a “Nice Girl” adieu.

Kindness is benevolence. It is the grace of our care, a gift that we can decide to bestow. Nice is mild and forgettable. Kind is a power unto itself. Kindness is a bigness. In many cross-cultural myths, we hear of references to the ancient Goddesses as being kind (though, just as often, Goddesses chose to be deeply wild, sharp and severe). But we never hear of a Goddess being nice. Goddesses simply aren’t nice. Nice isn’t big enough for the vastness that is feminine energy, compassion, and care.

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