YOU. GUYS. I know I’m no fancy food blogger or anything, but this couscous RULES. I mean, I ate it for breakfast. (more than once) Not one of my most glamorous moments, but it was just sitting there, in all its Mediterranean loveliness and I couldn’t help it. Seriously, I’m obsessed with it.
If I were you, I would make extra veggies and store them later for salads. They cook down a lot, and I found that I wanted more but didn’t want to put in the prep work. Live and learn!
Can I get a serious Amen for juicing? Hey-to-the-Ohhhhh! In case you don’t know, I have serious food sensitivities, plus I wear that vegetarian badge loud and proud. Loud and proud. I have been making homemade juice this week, and my whole family is jumping on board with me. It’s got me thinking of some fun poolside juices: watermelon, blueberries, cucumber, mint, coconut… Maybe I should just call it “The Poolside?” Yea, Ima try this. Stay tuned. Also, if you happen to be in LA, check out Juice Served Here. Their branding is on point. I may have fangirled. (And then again when I found out you could order online…)
In conclusion, juicing rules, as does poolside chillin’, so I made this little wish list because, well, wish list. I practically passed out at the sight of that swimsuit…
Thanks for reading along with my stream of consciousness today. Gold stars for everyone!
Like most of my friends these days (no jokes here), I found miss Belinda through the tangled creative web that is Instagram. I keep joking that I don’t have real life friends, just interweb friends… Except it isn’t really a joke. True confessions of an introvert? Possibly a new online series/self help/uber late night MTV special dedicated to the creative introverts of the world. Like Catfish without the creepy. Will expand upon that later. Up next, the beautiful and talented illustrator, designer, painter, grammer, all around great creative lady: Belinda of Belinda Love Lee!
For some reason this quote, which I am fairly certain I made up, has been floating around in my head these last two weeks. I’m not sure why, maybe because I struggled so hard the first couple of weeks coming back to America, but I find a lot of strength in it. It makes me think of my Nana (total legend of a woman, by the way.). The past two to three years of my life fall into this as well. Sometimes our relationships, our careers, our lives- they just don’t go where we thought they would, or where they should, and maybe that is why I came up this little phrase.
It’s like the end of a long heartfelt conversation with a friend over coffee as the sun peeks through the windows before the rest of the house is even awake.
I feel like it is saying, “I see your wounds, I see your hurt, and they matter- but darling, you must, you just must keep going.”
(Every time I say that, I am referring to Bill Murray in What About Bob, which should be on the top of your Summer viewing list if you haven’t seen it already. Classic comedy. Moving on to the actual important things…) Everyone, meet “The Creative Diaries"…with a not so creative title, but long hair don’t care, judge me if you dare. HA. Nerd alert.
Our first brilliant creative is the lovely Karm, from Karmomo. We connected a while ago via Instagram, and I have admired her delicate hand letterings and illustrations ever since. We even have a collaboration on the way, which I can’t wait to share with you!
Because what is better in the Summer than fresh garden veggies. I have been experimenting will all kinds of flavors and ingredients lately, and I can’t wait to share! My Mom keeps asking me to write down all of the dressings I make, so here ya go Momma.
First up in the SSS: Fresh Watercress and Red Radish Salad with Sweet Cilantro Basil Dressing.
If you weren’t watching the USA v Ghana game yesterday, our friendship pretty much just dissolved. You wish I was kidding. My family is very serious about any type of sporting event/tournament/megasaga. I for one, am partial to soccer. Which, by the way, should really be called football. One of the many things that bothered me while I was overseas- Like, America, you rule, but why are we the only country to use fahrenheit? Or miles? And why did we steal the name football for a game that uses your hands? Pondering life’s deepest of questions this morning…
This outfit makes me feel cozy- and Amurican. Even though the T is in French. Letting the rules slide a little bit today, I guess. Either way, it makes me feel summery and cozy and now I want to take a ride at night with the windows down.
Last week was saturated with culture shock, “I miss India” tears, fresh vegetable binging, and a lot of design firm research. I feel like I am in a little bit of a weird position. Although I can freelance anywhere, there is a specific market that I gravitate towards, and I find myself looking to a select few places this time around.
After a day or so, I was looking mostly in California. LA + SF: gimme sun with a side creative genius, please. In addition to research, I am finally putting together my portfolio! The whole “teach yourself design as you go” is quite an adventure. It is about time I got around to it. Naturally, I made a mood board to get mahself even more excited about fonts and colors and angles. Lines for days, friends. Keep it clean.
So this one time I was going to blog when on the other side of the planet…Well, we can all thank my college laptop for being true to character and sticking to his stone-age guns. Broski wouldn’t upload any photos no matter how long I waited. We’re on good terms though. He let me use Pinterest and email and reschedule my flight. I’ll take it. Luckily for you, there are a bunch of India mega posts on the way.
I’m headed off on an adventure today. For the next two months I will be living quite a different life than I am used to, and what says ciao better than a styled outfit post…(side-eye). But really, I am quite looking forward to stepping away from my iMac, CS6, and get my mind focused on other things for a few weeks.
I will be posting here occasionally, as well as the OYOD Journal, so be sure to check in once in a while!