Every year I read a lot. Every year I swear I’m going to write a quick article about all the books I read and loved, and every year I fail. In fact, the post about my favorite books of 2017 is still sitting in my drafts folder. This is the year I got it together and jotted down my recommendations.
If you like inspired fiction, memoirs that will literally CHANGE YOUR LIFE and really important, in-depth reporting, read on.
Oh, hey there. It’s been a while, right?
A lot of time passed as I wondered what to do with this space. When you decide to reveal a part of yourself publicly, it’s easy to slide into banality. It’s hard to commit to sharing thoughts because even sharing travel photos and thrifting finds left me feeling uncomfortably exposed.
Two years ago while making our big move from Austin to L.A., we stopped for the night right outside of Joshua Tree. Our intention was to do a short hike there the next day and then finish our drive to our new apartment in El Segundo, but after 12+ hours of driving and a rather uncomfortable sleep, all we wanted to do the next day was press on to our new (and first!) home together.
Ever since then, I’ve been meaning to come back to Joshua Tree. It’s always seemed like one of California’s less “popular” parks, standing in the shadow of places like Yosemite and even Death Valley. Finally, we had a reason to come back to Joshua Tree (our friend’s wonderful wedding!) and do a bit of exploring.
When I was a much younger lady, I had a lot less discretion (heck, didn’t we all?) I thrifted with reckless abandon, buying anything that vaguely looked good on me and was “on trend.” Which, trust me, meant a lot of embarrassing styles and questionably fitting clothes. So I made a rule for myself: I wasn’t buying anything unless one, I could see myself wearing it at least once a week and two, it fit me perfectly.
But when I spotted this Adrianna Papell blue paisley dress, all the rules were OUT THE WINDOW. Needed it, wanted it, had to have it, even though it was two sizes too big. Rules: they were meant to be broken.
So what should you do when your thrifted find doesn’t fit? I’ve got three tricks up my sleeves.
Writing this post feels like waking up after a long nap that I hadn’t planned on taking. I’ve been existing in that vague space people think of when they say they’ve been “around,” but not necessarily going out and painting the town.
I’ve got a lot of great content queued up in the next few weeks, including a few hikes in Kauai and some new outfit posts. Stay tuned, and satisfy yourself until then with this little peek at my latest thrifting finds.