still

I am completely crushing on the photography of Todd McLellan, particularly his series of “Places.”  For me, they evoke such a visceral response – a familiarity- and make me feel like I belong in whatever environment he’s capturing with his lens.  These three photographs especially, remind me of places and times I’ve been before, and how the world looked to me (how I was perceiving it) while physically being in these places – this isolated chair, 3,000 feet up in the air, and even in bed.  All such different perspectives, and all perspectives so inspired by the environment in which they existed.  There is also a particular stillness that is so invigorating.  What do you think?

runaway

This just made me laugh out loud, a good ol' fashioned "belly laugh" (something about this expression makes me a little uneasy but you know what I mean).  but ah, did it feel ahhhhhmazing slash completely necessary.

 

did you ever runaway?

 

I did once. I was about oh, 5, and I was so upset with my parents (of course I have absolutly no idea why), but so much so that I couldn't bare to let them love me, feed me and put a roof over my head any longer.  So I stormed outside, with a suitcase stuffed with clothes and my favorite panda bear, holding a sign that read "AFRICA."  Probably more like AFRECKEA.  I sat there at the end of my driveway, which was actually a decent distance from my house (so yeah, safe), and my juvinile misery promptly came to an end when my "favorite uncle Chris" pulled over to pick me up and take me to the mall.  So dramatic.  But may I mention that these details were actually an accurate foreshadow of how I, me-my life, would play out.....ie. a suitcase full of clothes, a completely emotional, sensitive (+ a little over the top) demeanor, and a beautiful lifelong relationship with my uncle Chris.

 

And hey, Mom + Dad, something tells me that you were at the window watching over me the whole time (thank you).

 

please, please, please, share your wonderfully melodramatic runaway stories! i'd love to hear! 

{image via pinterest}

monogrammed

I have been fiending for some monogrammed pillows to toss on my bed (ya know, in case I get confused as to who sleeps here).  Currently on my bed now is this UO duvet, with the knit wool blanket my grandmother made for me for my 16th birthday (my most special possession) sitting at the end -- what do you think about these Jonathan Adler's take on the monogrammed pillow to mark my spot (for a point of reference, the color of my walls is almost a true match to the color in picture no.3)?  And oh yeah, aren't all of these spaces just GA-HOGEOUS? 

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part of the universe

Yah, it’s ok, I’m prepared for a little judgment here. But man, this song, these images, the way it makes you feel…..

{to name a few possible emotional responses: peaceful, centered, awake, alive, jealous, happy, moved, surreal, inspired, breathless. Others?} 

what can I say, I just love having my breath taken away.....

"I feel part of the universe open up to meet me

My emotion so submerged, broken down to kneel in"

-eddie vedder

have a wonderful weekend ♥

beautiful bubbles

Norwegian photographer Odin Hole Standal caught the sunrise one morning and captured these magical photographs.  It’s like you can see the whole world in these fragile structures of suds and water. Beyond.

{via a cup of jo}

a full heart

Hello lovelies! It’s been too long, I know – my mind (+ my body:New York, CT, New Hampshire, New York, CT, New Hampshire, and repeat) has been all over the place – most of my energy and love being focused on the two most wonderful women in my life.  I spent the entire weekend with my vivacious, amazing family, celebrating my sister’s graduation from Keene State College on Saturday (and then moving her out of her very“college” apartment), and then like all of you, celebrating my mom on Sunday.  It was one of those weekends where it felt so good to finally be home to my parents’ house on Sunday night, so good that I momentarily entertained the idea of moving back home (do we really have to grow up?).  Because well, there’s nothin’ quite like it (and with these two women in the center of it all, for more or less home is where my heart will always be).

megan ashley bergeron, my SISTER!, keene state graduation, may 7, 2011



(clockwise) my aunt kelly, my mom, ashley, my cousin erin, sister megan, and me (the one who looks like she's asking for money), aprox. 1993


Megs – my heart is full. I couldn’t wish the world for anyone more than I do for you.

Mom – you know how much I love you ♥

I hope everyone had a special weekend, and that wherever you were, you were surrounded by good people, lots of love, and with a deep appreciation for the source of our existences (thank you, moms)!

(top) my beautiful grandma diane (diney) and grandpa bob (poppy), (middle) mom ashley, uncle chris, uncle scott, uncle shawn, (bottom) aunt kelly

deep breath now.....

Welcome to your dream home. 

Two words: MOAT POOL. Now give me one good reason why you'd want to leave?  Nope, me neither.
{all images found here}

california cool

Last night, I had the chance to attend a lovely event celebrating Serena & Lily's "new look" and the launch of their dreamy Summer 2011 collection.  Held at the hip and creative Andy Spade's studio/storefront, Partners and Spade in NYC, there were so many cool things to look at and so many interesting people to talk to (although, no I did not get the guts to introduce myself to the hubby of the Kate Spade!).  But besides all of the esteemed designers and admirable self-starters (hey guys, what's your secret?), the real essence of the evening was the essence of Serena & Lily's collection (see above): the spirit of California. 

As you can imagine, all of this California coolness really got me goin'. So I've decided to make myself, and you, my lovely friends, a West Coast to-do list (smart, I know!).  Next up....

(1) play around in palm springs (yeah, this house would be great, thanks!)

(2) Go to Coachella (somehow this looks a little bit cleaner than my past experiences at Bonnaroo)

....and of course look this cool (and non-muddy festival-y) while doing it....

dontcha just love it all? I can feel the west coast breeze rolling on in.....

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