Four years is a long time

Or is it? In the blink of an eye I've found myself at 28 years old, the only trace of this blog a nagging little reminder when I log onto my work Google Analytics and switch over email addresses. A mere four people a month seem to find it, and I often wonder how and what they think after scrolling through the posts of a "fashion" obsessed, cat obsessed, and basically self-obsessed 24 year old.

A Tattoo

“A tattoo is a true poetic creation, and is always more than meets the eye. As a tattoo is grounded on living skin, so its essence emotes a poignancy unique to the mortal human condition.” ― V. Vale, Modern Primitives: An Investigation of Contemporary Adornment and Ritual

Feelin' ya, spring

It's been a long freaking winter in Maine, capped off (hopefully) by another rain/ice storm yesterday and an overall dreary week.

How to Meet (and Keep) a Guy, Via Thought Catalog

I stumbled across this gem this morning and thought it was genius...

On Settling Down

It's no secret one of the main things I've come to accept as a twenty-something is constant change; be it relationships, living situations, friendships, or jobs, I've become accustomed to life in motion.

7 Winter Storm Essentials

Unless you live under a rock, you've most certainly heard of the storm so aptly named Nemo that's hitting the East Coast as I'm writing this...

The Cat's Meow

I have a confession to make...