melt.

the entire world lay just beyond the reach of her fingertips {you know, the perfectly manicured ones} and yet she was too blinded by her own fears to see it for herself.



you make me want to melt, he told her.

only in her own time did she believe in the power of her own self-worth and her inner truth.

dip me, she begged him. that's all i need. to be carried for a while.

she takes flight.

i hope this week offers new beginnings.


*this photo is a silly little craft project i tried. it's a picture of the fabric of an adorable scarf i received from a beyond special pal last week {such an unexpected sweet treat}. it's "instagrammed" {my most favorite photo app} and i then inserted a simple quote. it's a bit makeshift, but i've been thinking about creating this from the moment i put the freebird scarf around my neck. love me some D-I-Y. you are free to fly is my mantra whenever i wear it.

say something nice.

i spotted this on a cup of joe last week and it made me so happy.





it's done by an improv group in new york who put the podium and megaphone in a public place {i was just at this exact spot!} and see how people respond. it's truly heartwarming.

then, i did a little exploring and found another improv shoot they did. this one brought tears to my eyes.

i immediately thought of mary poppins. i think the children are too young to understand what's going on, but it just goes to show you how a little extra joy, enthusiasm, imagination, and make-believe can undeniably light up our lives.





okay, i think it's time to move. hope you're all having a sweet monday off, luvies, and really indulging in not having to work. smooch!

lazy daisy.

it feels so nice to stay in bed past noon and just be. i never allow myself to do this, ever. just lay, have no schedule, except to pop out of bed for a bowl of cereal with fresh blueberries, only to hop right back in.

wasting hours and hours pinteresting and catching up on one of my most favorite worlds, the blog one.

have i ever told you i have this thing for bookshelves?

like, i lust after them. there's something so lovely and elegant and mysterious about a bookshelf. if you really look at the book titles - dust-ridden and quite possibly untouched for years and years - you can really learn a lot about a person.

i thought in the spirit of this lazy day i'd share my leaning crate&barrel bookshelves with you.




you can really cram all that is important to you on several simple horizontal pieces of wood. that's why i love them.

let your personality shine with your bookshelves. xo.

gangs all here.

aren't they darlinggggg!?




you know, the gang. you may have heard me mention a thing or two about andrea, margo, stacie, minnie, and kelley.

sometimes i'm taken aback by how utterly blessed i am to have these five stunning brunettes as best pals. they've got my back, always.

i love you.

j'aime septembre.

september is here. fall is upon us.

i must confess, i do heart fall {and yes i may be biased because 'tis the season of the anniversary of my birth}.




but there's something so sweet in the way it creeps up on us. oh, hello crisp air and sunshine...finally {for us sf'ers}! an underrated time of year if you ask me.

i always think of this song lyric by the one and only john mayer.

when autumn comes
it doesn't ask
it just walks in
where it left you last

you never know
when it starts
until there's fog inside the glass
around your summer heart

*may september bring you less to-do lists and more whimsical stories that all come true.