i'm having a hair moment.

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in case you didn't notice i am loving braids, long & messy waves, and top knots.
what kind of hair are you loving these days?

looks i'm loving lately.

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lately i am loving army green jackets, denim, hats, stripes, specs, gold, neutrals, delicate jewelry, black & white, and layering.

what looks are you loving these days?

creatures.

for as long as i can remember i have been kind of obsessed with animals. some of my favorite days i've had are the ones i've spent at the zoo. i've always had this kind of connection and deep love and respect for our wild and domestic creatures. i can't imagine my life without a pet. animals give me pure joy. they are endlessly beautiful.

all photos here and here and here.

inspire.

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tunes tuesday.

the violet hour // the civil wars
lump sum // bon iver
oh, brother // you me and apollo
maybe not // cat power
medicine // daughter
england // the national
cover your tracks // a boy and his kite
videotape // radiohead

listen | 8tracks
photo | original

hello from over here.

yes, i'm still alive. i had a very busy week and thus the blog suffered. this week i decided i needed to intentionally start memorizing scripture. this is the verse of the week.

more updates to come when i catch up on some zzzzzzzzs.

do not go gentle

do not go gentle into that good night,
old age should burn and rave at close of day;
rage, rage against the dying of the light.

though wise men at their end know dark is right,
because their words had forked no lightning they
do not go gentle into that good night.

good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
rage, rage against the dying of the light.

wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
and learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
do not go gentle into that good night.

grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
rage, rage against the dying of the light.

and you, my father, there on the sad height,
curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, i pray.
do not go gentle into that good night.
rage, rage against the dying of the light.

- dylan thomas

please.

this is ridiculous.

you guys, i am dyyyyyyyyyying in this heat as i'm sure most of you southern californians are. what is this?? please, please i do not want an indian summer. my hair has been in a perma top knot (which is fine by me, but i wanna show off my ombre locks). and i can't even go on my 3 mile runs or ride my bike! this is ridiculous. i'm dreaming of autumn and sweaters and boots and hot apple cider and scarves and fires and brisk breezes on my skin as i run through the streets and the wind through my hair as i ride my bike.

though i've enjoyed the summer i am R E A D Y for the fall.

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denied.

welp, today we found out that yet another offer we put in on yet another house (i've lost count at this point) was denied, yet again.

this marks month 4 (or is it 5?) of our house hunt. thankfully we are blessed enough to be living with my mom while we continue this on-going search, but we're ready for a home. like now.

it had gotten to a point where we just stopped expecting that any of the offers we put in would ever go through and we had put all of our faith and trust in the Lord (we still are) that he will provide us with a home when the time is right... but this one felt really good and we honestly thought we were going to get it.

but, of course, we didn't.

i'm trying to not be too upset about it and i even sent a prayer of thanks to the big guy because i know there's something better out there for us, but it's still quite discouraging and very frustrating. i am so ready to begin the process of decorating and nesting again. every interior design photo i pin (on pinterest) gets me more and more excited and inspired to make a house a home... but we'll just have to continue to wait and pray and trust that it'll all work out eventually, that we are where we're supposed to be right now, and that this is all for the best.

and in the meantime i'm just going to keep drooling over these photos and many more like them.

all photos | abode