that time i went to europe and became a jelly donut, berlin;

{berlin: weihnachtsmarkt [christmas market, alexanderplatz],  siegess√§ule, smiling through the sickness @ brandenburger tor in my toadstool hat, the aforementioned currywurst restaurant} *and then i sort of kind of made it to berlin, exceeeeeept the whole part where the next flight to berlin would have been four days later, as in the day after i hypothetically left […]

being one with nature &etc;

{prospect park} it may not be obvious, but i’m a big fan of dirt. i really dig the stuff {hyuk-hyuk. see what i did there?} hiking in new hampshire and massachusetts has been one of my new loves since moving to the northeast, behind the burritos at boloco, petting strangers dogs outside the library, and […]

{feed the mackenzies} doctor who blue velvet tardis cake;

last month was a pretty nutty one in boston. pressure cooker bombs? lockdown? manhunt? city is shut down? it all sounds straight out of a sci-fi movie. orson scott card called, and he wants his plot back. in a way, it was terrifying and stressful. in other ways, completely fascinating to reload reddit until 5am […]

a montreal itinerary;

{this past valentines day weekend i got myself on a greyhound and traveled all the way to montreal. for other itineraries, click here.} get to south station at 7am after a valentine’s date of romantic egg sandwiches eaten under the glow of subway lights and alfred hitchcock, which is to say i was under a […]

{feed the mackenzies} orange-glazed cinnamon rolls;

one month into my gender studies class and i’ve realized the following: i sort of find the “women’s protein” powder i bought a few weeks ago hilariously sexist, and i’m an inherently domestic lady. which probably stems from the fact that nothing excites me more than “NEW CANDLE FROM TJ MAXX DAY!”, one of my […]

a february playlist {a-side};

{click image for playlist!} this may or may not be a shock, but i’m really not a romantic. don’t get me wrong; i love love. i just don’t like the notion that love has to be this compartment that we have to fill with this sounds-like-love, looks-like-love, smells-like-love, feels-like-love-so-it-must-be-love-kind-of-thing. that it must be from someone […]

{berets and bongos} 97;

“you do not always know what I am feeling. last night in the warm spring air while I was blazing my tirade against someone who doesn’t interest me, it was love for you that set me afire, and isn’t it odd? for in rooms full of strangers my most tender feelings writhe and bear the […]

smelling my syllabi;

guys, school started up again this week. i’m happier than a jack-rabbit on speed that was just given a can of mountain dew. and i’m jumping on a personal trampoline. don’t know how the trampoline got there, but it’s there and i’m pleased. ugh, now they gave me a kazoo. i already have a strain […]