on love and cigarettes

Sitting on sidewalks underneath golden glowy streetlights

Smoking cigarettes and telling secrets to the night sky

i l l u s i o n

the weight of your soul pressed up against mine

making love in midair

But we are alive in this quiet suburbia

And every piece of you, stitched so tightly together, comes undon


You keep apologizing, but I ask you to stop

I want to tell you that I'm not afraid of everything that you are





I want to see all of you

Maybe someday we will move in freedom

Lips and all


Summer is upon us, which meeeeaaans I have packed up my big cozy sweaters and traded them in for dainty lingerie pieces that I can lounge around the house in, like this adorable bra from b.tempt’d!

Now, now, I know what you’re thinking… who actually wears a bra within the comfort of their own home??? I’m right there with ya. Free bobbin’ around the house is usually standard, BUT this qt pie Front Close T-Shirt Bra from b.tempt'd has changed my ways. It’s supportive, comfortable, gives me great shape, and can we talk about the lace detail in the back? Bringing sexy back, amirightladies??? But seriously, you’ll want to show off this stretch lace racerback allll day long! Let it peek out from under a wide neck, draped top, or an open back t-shirt. The sky's the limit! Especially if you buy one in every color, which is probably what I’m gonna do right after I post this blog…

Whoops, secret is out! I spend way too much money on lingerie… I can’t help it. Wearing a great bra makes me feel like such a boss babe, and nothing is better than opening up my lingerie drawers to a gorgeous collection of bras and undies! What you wear underneath your clothes matters, so taking the time to invest in lingerie has become second nature to me. 

This is a sponsored post, but the thoughts are my own. I’ll link the Front Close T-Shirt Bra from b.tempt’d right here so you can treat yourself, but check out these fun shots of me lounging around after spending three hours taping flowers to my wall… 


A Text Message from Mom

"Pick a place to raise a family and raise a family. Never move. Put down new roots. Start new traditions. Pass on the traditions and words and sayings that mean something to you, and just let someone love you simply. Complicated love is so hard. The grass is never greener - same thing different challenges and different fun. Every relationship (from the one you have with your special pet, girlfriends, in laws, and spouse) requires both parties to put in one hundred percent. It’s not 50/50. You are loyal, and that will translate beautifully for you in your relationships to come."

I really hope that whoever I end up with loves books so that he will understand my references to literature and we can lay in bed together and read and have a huge library created from the combination of two individual lifetimes

The Garden of Me

The pockets of this neighborhood are well worn with nostalgia. I walk the streets at sundown and listen to the wind, and the birds, and the volume of the world alive -- cars vroooming down side streets, the leaf blowers familiar racket, children laughing, dogs barking, and the sound of my high-tops lightly trodding on concrete.

And in this outside space - full of so much normal that, sometimes, I forget to listen - I exist so freely, and the dream narrative that runs through my mind becomes something possible to create.

I am fully awake in this fresh air suburbia, and I am writing my own story in the clear blue of my mind. And all the things I want to be, and do, and see are penciled in on the pages of time stretched ahead of me. And I realize now that it’s up to me to place these seed ideas into the soil of my life garden.

What I put into this earth matters, so I’m doing my best to sit in this planting place each day and tend to the precious life that is growing here. I never want to stop stopping to smell the roses or stand in awe of the bougainvillea, because I understand, now, how long they took to grow.

Someday, when I tell my kids these stories, I’ll start by describing the way the sunlight felt as it poured onto the garden of me.


Like moving to a new home in the same town

It can never be the same twice 


All the days we’ve spent growing up apart  

All the days we will continue not to know each other 

All the days we will become more and more our own as we become less and less each others


Stories are happening to us and we don’t pick up the phone to call and tell about them with excitement still in our voices 


New life has become us and will continue to become us

No more hellos or how are you’s or ice cream sandwiched between two fresh out of the oven chocolate chip cookies 

No more childhood stars on the ceiling to watch over us as we sleep 


Stark stale silence

Forever to fill the space in between us


Funny how happy I am, despite the whole thing