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Monday, October 27, 2014

Inspo Monday

What an incredibly stressful week! I'm already tired and it's only Monday. I really have no idea how I'm going to survive! I found some happy pictures on We Heart It (follow me @ fififiooonnaaa) and they cheered me up a bit, so here you go. Now I have to stop procrastinating and finally finish this math project...

recipe diaries: vanilla chai latte

I've always loved chai lattes, but at Starbucks they're like six dollars and a bit disappointing. Yes, you do get that boho-hipster flare when you're carrying around a Starbucks cup of coffee, but why not make your own? I love to buy things but hate to spend money, so I decided to make my own. I looked up a million different recipes and sort of made my own little thing. Seriously, it's delicious. 

2/3 cup milk*
1/2 tsp vanilla extract
1 chai tea bag
2/4 cup water
1 tbsp sugar
Pinch of cinnamon

1. Combine the sugar, milk, and vanilla extract into a saucepan over medium heat. Heat it until it's on the verge of boiling, then remove from heat.
2. Put the water in a microwave-safe mug and heat it for about 1 minute and 15 seconds.
3. Steep the tea bag in the water for 2 minutes. 
4. Pour the milk mixture into the tea (as much or as little as you'd like) and sprinkle with cinnamon.
*Milk can be substituted for unsweetened almond milk. You can also use vanilla almond milk, just skip the vanilla extract.

Have a nice day!

Friday, October 24, 2014

A midsummer's night dream (i actually love that play)

Fiona's wearing: Free People crop top, Sister Jane shorts, Gap vest, Borne sandals. Necklaces and sunglasses found somewhere in London.
It has just really been the dog days of summer this last week. Everything seems to be coming to a syrupy end.August just makes me think of a big stack of chocolate pancakes with a thick drizzle of syrup. Everything is slow and fast at the same time. I'm not ready for school to start! I'm glad we could fit this shoot in before Ari left to go back to school. I love this outfit, especially since 50% of it was found in London at a cute little store called Sister Jane. Ugh, I wish I could move to London already!

Thursday, October 23, 2014

diy: travel journal

 All of you weirdos out there who dream that one day you'll be written about in a history textbook, I'm right there with you. I feel like I have a constant narration in my mind; Fiona did not yet know it, but what she was about to do would be a crucial point in history.Or I dream of my journals being discovered one day when the world has changed and having it put behind glass in a museum somewhere. Anyway,even if you aren't as weird as I am (nerds unite!) you can still do this and it would still be super cool. I love writing while I'm traveling and being able to recall exact memories because I recorded them. I would've forgotten half of the stuff that happened while I was in the UK if it wasn't for my trusty journal. So here are a few tips to get you started:

1. Get a journal. This step is pretty obvious. I like the moleskin ones, and since my favorite color is green, I got green. Don't get a thick one - you always write less than you anticipate. Traveling is exhausting and breathtaking. A lot of times you just want to think about what you did that day, not necessarily write it all down.
2. Bring tape. They really might not have tape where you're staying, so definitely bring tape, even if it's just a cute little roll of washi tape.
3. Collect everything. Seriously there's no way you can collect too much for a travel journal! Grab postcards, save ticket stubs, nab business cards, tags, wrappers, flowers, maps, everything. It might seem trivial at the moment, but when you look back you'll definitely feel a twinge of nostalgia.
4. Write down everything. Really, guys. I didn't write for the last day and a half of my travels because things got so busy and I was absolutely exhausted, but I regret it so much now. Everything's different when you write in the moment - you still retain the same emotions, you remember small details that make the memory more vivid. I wish I could still remember little details to make the picture complete! Write down stories, weird details, strange people you saw. Pick something really common that feels completely foreign to you. For me, it was the air. Every time I breathed in I felt like I was drinking in something strange!
5. Bring cute little labels or stickers. Okay, so you don't really have to do this, but I sure think it makes it more fun. I divided my journal into sections for each part of our adventure. The stickers made it easier to divide them, and added a bit of artistic flare.

Safe travels!

Monday, October 6, 2014

cloudy days

Just a snapshot from my day today. I'm loving my new Lena Dunham book, and often lose myself in her surprisingly earnest memoirs when I'm *supposed* to be working. Anyway, hope your day is wonderful. 

Sunday, October 5, 2014


This has been a year of wonders, of sadness, of craziness, and, strangely enough, happiness. I've finally gotten myself, after much persuasion, to sit down and actually start the blog I've always dreamed of having. I've come up with too many reasons of why I shouldn't instead of just trying it, just simply doing it, and seeing what happens. So, here's to new beginnings.

Some things about me...
1. My most favoritest person in the entire world is my sister. Here we are before leaving for London, waiting in the parking lot at the airport. Trés chic.

2. I want to move to London. This is me strolling along Portobello Market, oh-so-casually trying to act like I'm one of the "locals". Fooling no one. Though I did make several friends, including a very interesting old man who ran an antique stand with a vast collection of compasses. 

3.I'm an on-again, off-again dancer. I used to go to classes regularly, but things got a little messed up. First off, I had an evil sociopath dance teacher who made me cry every week. But when I transferred to another studio, the instruction wasn't as thorough, and I began to wonder if maybe I had been a tad bit dramatic about his ritual sadism. But I didn't ever go back, of course. Anyway, the extent of my dancing now lies in my daily solos across the dining room and the musicals I'm on. Oh yeah! I'm also a theater kid.

4. I'm a photographer along with my sister. 

Well, goodbye for now!