Friday, June 27, 2014

On my life as of late

This is the last photo I took of my bedroom in Paris- desolate and depressing if you ask me:

And a really bad one I took right before I landed in SFO...

Below is my welcoming committee in SFO. When I walked through the doors they started cheering and it was embarrassing but also probably the closest to a movie star I will ever be.

The best part about my return is that Nordstrom's remodel is finally finished. How beautiful is that?

And seeing some of my silly friends has been very delightful, too...

 And of course hanging out with my mom and taking selfies at Hillary Clinton functions.

It's been real fun over here, but my oh my has it been bizarre. 

Have a happy, happy, weekend xo

Thursday, June 26, 2014

On Hillary Clinton

Last night I saw Hillary Clinton speak live. Not only do I find her extremely intelligent and eloquent, I think she's a complete badass. It was only an hour long event (she gave a speech in the beginning and was then interviewed by a journalist) but it was really interesting and I learned a lot about her positions and personality. 

Despite the fact that basically everyone in the auditorium last night was rooting for #Hillary2016, I enjoyed hearing her speak outside of any political motivations. Yes, there's always an agenda whatever hers may be but I loved hearing and learning outside of her potential campaigning.  

My mom and I took a pre-hill selfie... we are very late to the selfie game but we quite enjoy them now

We had dinner at Max's before. I love this place, it reminds me so much of my mom. 

I was so, so excited! I tried to dress a little like Hill. I don't know how I did on that front, I mean, I don't own any pantsuits. 

She is so cool. I learned that she talks to herself sometimes and that (apparently) she said no to Bill three times before agreeing to marry him. When referencing how she plans to approach policies and elections in the future she said, "I'm just gonna say what I think," which makes me excited. She seemed very candid and even talked about a shouting match she had with Russian officials. 

When speaking of other politicians she said something that I just love: "What we need is people of good faith who will listen to each other." Yes yes yes. We don't want people in office that refuse to discuss and compromise. 

She had a very conversational way of speaking that made her seem personable. The main point of this event was to promote her book, but seeing as it's a memoir everything was pretty much fair game for the interviewer. He mainly asked about political decisions she's made, and she didn't really answer any of his questions #politiciansitellya

Hillary spoke with charisma and constantly talked about the of the uniqueness of America, saying "I believe that our values are the most important assets we have as Americans." By the organization of her speech it seems to me that she really likes America. Go figure. 

The auditorium was full of people that really adored Hill

Book Selfie

My absolute favorite thing that she said was that, "the only antidote to big donors and [big] ideology is voters." It is just so true. So, you know, vote, when the time comes. 

It was such a fun evening. Seeing smart people speak is quite wonderful and I highly recommend it.

Happy Thursday! I will be opening my copy of Hard Choices.  

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

A last photo of Paris

So here's one more photo of Paris, taken a few weeks ago in the Jardin des Plantes (where else). 

Now that I'm back in the states things are really, really different. I plan on writing about it but so far whenever someone asks me about the adjustment I can only think to say that it's weird. Which it is. Extremely. The words to elaborate, though, haven't quite come. 

There are also some beautiful photos of beautiful Marin on my phone that I plan on uploading (once I figure out the technical difficulties I've been having). Basically, once I get it together you'll get to hear about my mundane daily life. Probably tomorrow. 

Tonight I'm going to see Hill speak. I am ecstatic!

I hope that summer is being wonderful to you! 

Thank you for reading xo

Monday, June 23, 2014

On Leaving My Heart in Paris

The first place I chose to live was Spokane, WA. Suffice it to say, it's really not the type of place you fall madly in love with. Or at least not that type of place for me. I went for the school, I stayed for the school and also for delicious vegan cuisine. But the second that tassel changes from left to right (or is it right to left?) I'm going to be outta there. 

Last summer I went to London. Since it was only a 6 week trip, I can't honestly tell you that I lived there. But it felt longer and it felt really scary at the time. It was the second place I ever chose to live and it was a really big deal to me. It was amazing, but it was really hard. 

Then came Paris. And frankly, she was just a whole new ballgame. Colorful and fun and kind of wild. I actually lived there by myself. For a good while. I went to a french school, I had the metro system down and I felt confident enough showing people around the city. It was scary the first few months, but after that adjustment it was wonderful. 

Maybe I grew up in Paris a little bit, but that's not the point of my story. Paris was the place that I chose to go and then ended up loving. Paris was the best choice I've ever made in my life. The only one sided love affair in which I was never disappointed. What. A. Success. 

And voila, an unsolicited personal history of my life over the past three years. You. Are. Welcome.

As always, thank you for reading :)

Sunday, June 22, 2014


A few days before I left Paris I went to the Pantheon. It was something I'd had on my list but wasn't really dying to do. To my surprise, it turned out to be a highlight. Besides the fact that I got to see the tombs of Marie Curie and Emile Zola (!!!), there is this cool exhibition that was done by a french street artist (which is why you see all the faces on the floor) that I really liked. 

Sorry the above is crooked^^ 

 Blurry photos of the crypt. So many amazing people are buried here!

The tomb of Marie Curie- remember my grave selfie here?

I hope you all have a lovely Monday and a great week! 


Wednesday, June 18, 2014


You might know that I adore the Natural History Museum in the Jardin des Plantes. I wrote about it a little but I've always sort of liked to think of it as my secret spot, the place where I go to be away from all tourists, all people. Except for, of course, the bazillions of children that are constantly there with their classes, all in identical neon vests and whatnot. I could literally go there everyday. It's free for all humans under the age of 26 and it's never too crowded. Not to mention, it's extremely cool. Full of bones and organs and ancient artifacts. I love that kind of stuff. 

I went there on my second to last day in Paris when it was hot as all hell and I was overwhelmed with packing and depressed over leaving. Like always, it lifted my spirit. And also like always, it made me think I should never have children. 

If you ever end up living in Paris you must must must go. However, it's not really that vital to your trip if you're a tourist, I don't think. 

I hope everyone is doing well. I got offered a job at school next year in the study abroad office so I'm currently very happy about that! I'm off to hot yoga now.

Have a wonderful day! xo

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Being Home

It's only been two days since I arrived home and everything's different but it's also just the same as it's always been. My bed feels enormous and I'm back to being Sally (from when Harry met..) when it comes to ordering food. People keep asking me how it is. My anti eloquent and under descriptive response: weird. 

oui oui, paris me manque.

Giverny Part Deux

I'm home basking in the glory of vegan food and the utter convenience that is so very intrinsic to the american lifestyle. Looking back at these photos I'm so happy that I had a proper camera to take them. Nothing else could have really done the place justice. 

So. Beautiful.

I just adored how obvious the reflection of the trees was in the pond- it really translated well in these photos. It translates even better in Monet's work. 

This is the view from Monet's bedroom. His walls (bedroom and otherwise) were also covered in originals from his impressionist friends like Berthe Morisot and Caillebotte. What a way to wake up in the morning. 

I still have many photos from France, so there'll be a few more weeks of documentation of my trip here. 

Yay for summer! And even more yay for having packed my life up all by myself. It was probably the single most challenging thing I've done in my 21 years. 

Be back tomorrow. xxo

Friday, June 13, 2014

I. Hate. Packing.

These last few days have been somewhat of a nightmare. I HATE PACKING. With a searing passion. And you know how I was angry about all the rain in Paris a few days ago? Well now it's about 1,000 degrees and I think I might die. I would kill for a breeze. All of my bags are overweight, everyone in France decided to go on strike so it's impossible to get a ride to the airport, and I have thrown/given away more things in the last 48 hours than I ever have in my life. 

I envy the people that are good at things like this. 

This is my class last thursday at the petite pause. It just sort of shows how hilariously exhausted everyone is. 

Like I said, monsoon season. 

I took a selfie with the bones of Emile Zola. Probably the highlight of my week. 

If anyone has any suggestions as to how to make your bags 2 billion times lighter and/or how to get to the airport without public transportation or taxis, I would kill to hear it. Thanks! 

P.S. In a fit of rage I did not proofread this post. please forgive me.