perks of being AWESOME

As much as I might dis Seattle because the culture and shielded aura of the people are not my cup of tea, I wouldn't have changed my PNW experience for anything. I say that mostly because of the friendships I've made--I know, SO CHEESY. I've never considered myself a person capable of feeling 'homesick,' but when I built friendships like I did in Seattle and had to leave "forever," home had a whole new meaning. 

Since I moved out of the West Coast to the East Coast, basically another country, no one really visits me--understandably. BUT THIS FALL BREAK, my chum came over for the weekend from school at U of Rochester and we had a SMASHING time. Here's a photo diary of the fun. 

Fall break in the city--with friends--there's nothing like it.

#1 Big Gay Ice Cream Shop

Salty Pimp

Mermaid

#2 Colors of East Village 

#3 Lincoln Center

This photo reminds me of Christmas (WHICH I am BEYOND STOKED for. BEYOND) 

A ridiculous tourist-y shot because we are never able to find someone to take legit photos of us. 

You have to laugh if you look at this photo. You just have to. 

#~ when Une Paire de Oxfords meet again. because the travels never end. 

sand in my sweater: isabelle

it's midnight. i have work in the morning. and i'm still writing this. i really don't understand my blogging habits and i'm never sure how i haven't given up not writing about my blogging spontaneity to start most of my 'recent' posts. anyway!

i recently returned from a homecoming in seattle, only to lock away some of my favorite days in my life (although there are many, but they aren't every day). to ensue: more journal-esque photos and erin-ish writing of my five-day seattle summer (i was going to say sappy writing, then would have edited that to broody writing, then darkly humorous writing, then i just went for erin writing. whether or not you agree with any of those adjectives, i guess you'll have to accept the fact that i write my writing.) for the moment, in order to quench both my desire for rebellious late night blogging/test my morning abilities to stay sane, and your itch to know something about erin's modern life: some photos of someone you might call a chum from my chum bucket. 

7am. alki beach. good old seattle, washington.

to be continued (with photos of isabelle avec erin)...

call it what you want - foster the people

Fun in the no sun

Still in the Pacific Northwest, when I had long hair, and when I had a personal (ish) photographer:

shirt - ciel; skirt - papaya; shoes - cathy jean; nail polish - essie

miss ya washington. miss ya gurl.

song of the moment - 

midnight city - m83

how deep is your love - the rapture

(or basically this whole playlist)

bugs = my worst nightmare