Yin and Yang

We spent the weekend camping, and I got really dirty and sweaty. It felt great. I love to be dirty and sweaty. But by the end of the weekend, I announced that I was ready to get home to fresh clothes and a warm bath and just generally ready to be feeling un-sweaty and clean.


It’s really true that doing something, and thoroughly enjoying it, can help to make the opposite equally enjoyable. The best part about getting dirty and sweaty is getting all cleaned up. I’m a proponent of balance in all of life’s pursuits. Except, ironically, I’m not a fan of the actual balance beam. I steer pretty clear of those ever since a very unfortunate gymnastics accident in elementary school.


One of the best aspects of embracing opposites and enjoying both elements of a dichotomy is the complete feeling of relief that comes with not having to choose. You don’t have to pick salad or cookies; enjoy them both. You don’t have to be a high heels girl or a flats girl; mix them up. It’s sweet relief to lean in on the yin and the yang.


Happy Monday! Thanks for reading.

J.Crew dress (similar) // Gap jacket (old) // Mother socks // Vince slides

The Life-Changing Magic of Sunshine

Marie Kondo is basically my soul sister and I’ve been magicking (is that the real spelling, or the Harry Potter spelling?) my organization since way before she ever announced that was a thing. The first time my now-husband, then-boyfriend ever saw my closet he said “wow, for a person who is interested in fashion you barely own anything!” (highest praise). I guess now Marie has a show, because all of a sudden she got really popular. I don’t have a TV, and I know I can use my computer for everything I could use a TV for, except I don’t have any of the habits people who watch TV shows have, so I don’t watch TV.

Great sentence; I’m sure you followed right along!


Instead of talking about the life-changing magic of organization (because if someone has to show you the light about that, you’re not a Type-A Sagittarius and to you, I say good effing luck) let’s talk about the life-changing magic of sunshine at the end of winter.


When the sun first shows up in a meaningful way roundabouts February, I feel like a cautious jilted lover who has just received an apology note. Like, maaaaaaaybe this will be the real thing. But by the second day it shines real warmth down upon my pale, winter-weary self, I mean! I want to run outside in a bikini and jump for joy. It might only be 62F, but start the barbecue.


Friends, I think we are almost there. Happy Sunday! Thanks for reading.

Calvin Klein sweatshirt // Vince pants // Sam Edelman boots // Joie jacket // Bottega Veneta sunglasses