So um, I'm in Florida and very homesick. The change in environment was exciting for a few short days, but I'm starting to think I'm a creature of comfort. I miss my simple home in the city, breathing polluted city air, my juicer in the kitchen, the early morning rays of sunshine across my white bedroom. I could go on with an exhaustive list. SOMEONE SAVE MEEEEEE . . . or mail me a survival package while I'm here!

Onto positive thoughts. There are actually some very charming things about where I am. The long highway drives are soothing, the spontaneous downpours are magnificent, and little frogs and lizards live on your front porch. I also spent my birthday here and picked up a classic pair of Salvatore Ferragamo Varas and munched on some chocolate coated strawberries. All positive things right?

Counting down the days to a more sane me.

Hello lovelies, I've missed all of you dearly. I'm quickly stopping by and checking in. Yesterday for the 4th, fueled by good coffee and tunes by Delphic, we drove up to Provincetown (the very tip of the Cape). We walked by endless dunes, the Atlantic Ocean, and along car-less highways. We dined on homemade ice cream (peppermint stick ftw!) and overpriced haddock and chips. Boston-bound, on the highway, we saw fireworks from every direction--the perfect view I must say. I'll be back shortly with posts that hopefully will contain less grass and more outfits. See yaa!

Not all too much to report over here. It was a beautiful but very hazy weekend over here due to the smoke from the forest fires in Quebec. The entire Boston sky was covered with a gray smokey blanket. I'm wearing a vintage crochet playsuit, a lovely gift from Calico (Elissa, I know I'm hiding the pretty crochet sleeves, gahh, but you forgive me right?), Stuart Weitzman platform sandals, and leather jacket. I've been pretty swamped here, so I leave you with a short and sweet photo diary of some simple things from this weekend.

A couple of reasons for my lack of blogging these last few weeks. One: Hectic scheduling (mostly school-related) has compromised my outside-of-university life, so much so I find myself rarely doing laundry, making the bed, etc. Two: I'm going through a time of cleaning up mental baggage and streamlining physical possessions. It's all about quality over quantity, no fuss simplicity and practicality. Which is why I'm loving these Marlow & Sons leather pouches and bags--there's nothing frilly about them, just quality leather in pure functional form adorned with the simplest hardware. Marlow & Sons is based out of Brooklyn, NY and is actually a cafe / restaurant. There's something very fascinating about food establishments serving up design and fashion. This brings to mind the (unfortunately, now-defunct) Achilles Project in Boston which delivered pasture raised veal carpaccio, potato gnocchi, champagne, Rag & Bone, MM6 and Surface to Air all under one roof. It was insane, perhaps too ambitious a concept, but the idea was beyond awesome. I want a Marlow & Sons bag and bring back the Achilles Project!