in my generation, it was difficult to know that you could take control of your...– gloria steinem (via clarajudgypants)
notes on moving … 50% of unpacking time involves wandering around, confused, trying to locate where you last set down the box cutter. … feeling a little uneasy / homesick / overwhelmed, i took a break from setting up to visit our local coffee shop. the second the barista smiled warmly and asked, “what’d want, love?” i knew everything would be ok. that and caffeine....
required (weekend) reading how i became a hipster (nytimes) most dangerous neighborhoods (huffington post) word of mouth: columbus (cool hunting) new york elsewhere (the morning news) high fashion’s ambassador from the midwest (nytimes)
thebaucompair asked: Hi! Our soon-to-be house will be 100 years old next year and I'd love to get my hands on the blueprint of the original home. As you can imagine, much has been updated since it was built. Since you had some success with your new apartment (congratulations!) and because of your profession, I thought you might be able to point me in the right direction. Is this mission impossible?
thedetroitfoodie asked: Glad you visited Detroit & thanks for spreading positivity about the city! Come back to visit again soon!
today i was going to write about my last day at work and how we found a great apartment in new york and a few other things, too. but then i saw a post on facebook from an acquaintance announcing (with a lot of exclamation points) a new move with a new job and a new apartment and, well, the tone was off. given the sad events of yesterday, it seems odd to wax on about anything - good or bad. but...
“… make me an instrument of your peace, where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy.” - a portion of the prayer of saint francis i find myself repeating on days like today. i’m not religious, but i do...
apartment hunting | nyc once upon a time, back in 2009 when i was last part of the new york rental market, i lived on the top floor of a walk up on carmine and bedford with a loft that opened out onto a roof terrace. it was heaven. a (relatively) reasonably priced heaven. i can’t recall the process of actually getting the apartment. it is possible that i deliberately blacked out the true...
quarterlifecoe: “April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.” — T. S. Eliot (via caryrandolph)
it’s inevitable … even if there is freshly juiced juice in the fridge, i will eat the leftover chinese takeout for breakfast. … even if my family gets annoying 24 hours into a vacation, i will start missing them exactly 24 hours after everyone has returned home. … even if it’s a weekday night with something big at work the next day, i will say yes to that second...
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