joining the list of bands that i've been fortunate enough to see since moving down south (ben kweller, wilco, joanna newsom, etc.) , is Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes. totally one of the best shows i have ever seen. if you ever have the opportunity to see them live, PLEASE do it. they are just not even real humans. so talented, so much energy, and to top it off, the music sounded better live than any recording. they're a 2010 version of the manson family, except subtract the murder and add fantastic musical talent.

the band members just seem so...happy. is that a california thing? california people are always so spacey and happy. that just doesn't exist in new jersey (not h8in on that though). the female singer Jade's voice is so large and soulful. it almost doesn't match her zoning out little girl appearance but it all works. i can't rave about them enough.

what a nice sunday night. what a nice year. yep. it's almost a year since i've moved here. august will be my anniversary with this little city. i love you, savannah.

beautiful

um. this whole look is just beautiful. the colors are unexpectedly pleasant together (atleast on her. if i wore this, i'd look like I worked at blockbuster) simple pony tail. great shoes. grandma chic sunglasses. cardigan laying on the shoulders. that BAG? are you REAL? so great.

i wish it wasn't so hot out right now. nothing is cute in 100 degree weather. i'm heading to the mall tonight with one mission: to get more 'zsjush" (i can't spell it online, i can only say it. and i also can't explain it. but the word just WORKS. trust me) which means sparkly, goldy, jingly accessories that add a girly splash of WONDER to everything. i need more bracelets, more chunky necklaces, earrings. i need SOMETHING to make boring ugly sweat-proof outfits more exciting. what a rut i am in. lifez hard. in other news....the war is still going on in iraq and the oil spill is still spillin'. my lack of style currently is the smallest blip in the universe. i know i know..

photo credit- the sartorialist

tagged!

thanks to my lovely cousin brooke, i was tagged (awarded?) to take part in this fun little blog activity. i enjoyed reading her answers & also my other cousin's on their blogs so now it is my turn. here is what i'm suppose-ta-do:

1) Thank the person who gave this to me: Thank you, Brooke!

2) Copy and insert award into post and on blog.

3) Name three things you love about yourself.

1. I love that i'm getting to be more comfortable with the things i've always disliked about myself (eyebrows, boobs, butt, weird toes, small teeth (lolz), the list goes on..). IF YALL DON'T LIKE WAT I GOT, THEN BYE.

2. i like my sarcasm/offbeat/often no filter humor. what i like about it the most is that it helps me weed out people i don't want to be friends with. almost everyone i love has the same sense of humor as me. it makes life 100 times more fun. does that make sense? cool.

3. i like my growing personal style/taste. it keeps me busy because i always have something to dream/think about/read about/look at/listen to whether it's music, fashion, interior design, art, etc.

4) Post a photo that you love.

I love this photo because I took this the second time I was in London, which was when I really fell in love with traveling and also photography. I think this was one of the first pictures i ever 'took' that wasn't intended to be just a random snapshot. I feel like every girl goes through a photography phase, and mine lasted throughout middle school and high school. I still enjoy it but I haven't picked up a camera in so long unfortunately. I like to think that all those years of playing around with cameras really helped develop my eye a bit. I'm no Annie Leibovitz or anything. You get what I'm sayin'.

I remember taking this randomly during the first trip to Europe without my mom or dad. I was just an awkward sophomore in high school, just trying to figure out who I was, what I liked, what made me happy, etc. Looking back, going to Europe quite a bit during those awkward years absolutely helped me develop into who I am now. Even though I was just staring and watching the culture pass by me, it left a lasting impression on me and always made me feel comfortable & at home. And let's face it, 15 year olds hardly ever feel at home or comfortable, but Europe did that for me. This photo always reminds me of that time. I also won an award for this at a local art show in my town and it just makes me happy to look at. It's frantic but calming at the same time.

5) Tag 5 people you wish to pass this award on to:

1. my newest follower Evangeline @ six impossible things

2. my -in real life- pal jessica @ ox & oak

3. fellow former king's college student michallyn @ crazy crazy crazy

4. one of my favorite blogs to read & charleston 'neighbor' olivia rae @ everyday musings

5. another favorite blog with kate @ hello lindello (ps: she has a great etsy shop!)

everyone do it, plz! i cant wait to to read all of your answers! xo

anthropologie: july

welp, if that's not a room of my dreams, i don't know what the hell is..

this.

isn't this perfect? if i had something this pretty to bring to the grocery store, it may motivate me to not use plastic bags...SORRY WORLD. i just forget. not only is it bad for the environment (duh), i just hate being left with a bunch of ugly plastic bags. sometimes i'll re-use them but not a lot. this market bag is just what I need to go green! $58 is kiind of pushing it though.

mA Face CrEAMz OrGANic ThoUGh, GuyS.

someone else's home

i love this house so much. the colors are so great together and the little knick knacks around the house are so interesting. thank god for design*sponge. also- when did orla kiely have a line at target? was this years ago, or recently? i think i'll need to hit ebay for that. i love her prints.

my apartment is really coming together. tonight will be the second time this weekend that i'm having guests over for a little wine & hanging out. it's getting cozier and cozier by the day and I often don't even want to leave here. it's just a little nook that you want to lay and listen to music in all day. normally it's 90+ degrees out but today's weather was beeeeaaautiiiful (70 degrees and breezy!), so hopefully we can sit outside tonight without anyone's skin melting off.

the other night, i hung a bunch of different sized pictures/framed prints in my bathroom, and in my opinion it turned out nice. I just stare at it all the time. I also hung white christmas lights around the doorway to get to the kitchen. one of these days i'll post pictures but everything i take doesn't do it justice. someone that has a professional camera and wonderful photography skills, get ya ass over here and take some bright & airy pictures of my new bachelorette pad!

i'm convinced there is a ghost upstairs that moves furniture around when the girl who lives there is at work. this is only annoying at 730am. maybe it's just her. who knows. ghosty better keep himself up there and never down here.

larry king

i'm typing this from my makeshift 'office' in the corner of my kitchen, located chic-ly next to my sink, right by the window looking out into the tiny backyard. it's the only place i get a really good internet signal. IM FINE WITH IT (for now). it's good because it makes me not be on the computer 24/7 until my eyes fall out of my head and i can keep close tabs on my 'pet'.

My pet, you ask? Oh, it's simply my cat. Well, it's not mine but he lurks around the yard (that I share with two other people but whatever) and i named him Larry King. Now, by my use of the words 'him', you may think "ah, yes it's a male cat, right?". My answer to that is: i have no idea what it's gender is. It's rather mysterious this way. Listen, the whole "i like animals" thing is relatively new for me, so it's a start that I even like this thing instead of giving it dirty looks or shoo-ing it away. I guess this is called 'going with the flow'.

Larry King just fits. The name works with the personality and also the appearance. This cat is kind of an asshole but that's fine by me. A loving asshole that turns his nose up at the water I put in his bowl but will make eye contact with me. I often find him sprawling his body out in the sun on hot days. Livin' the high life. Sometimes he'll cry at my door but for the most part, he's in it to win it. Just trying to get his, and i can't argue with that. I support it. If he somehow got in my house, however? That's when shit gets weird and this whole Larry King and Sarah relationship is over. We know our boundaries.