Thursday, February 24, 2011

heartbreak, i'm not holding your hand anymore.


regrets...

Everyday I try to get it right.

I just got back from a wonderful trip to L.A. where I was lucky enough to not only go to Shareen's Vintage, but I also got to meet her.

she.is.awesome.

I scored this sweet ass vintage fur vest. $70. {perhaps a bit hungover in this photo}

I'll be pimping this bad grrrl out this weekend in the Chi!

Not only does she have one of the best vintage stores in the country, she's also a ridiculously cool woman. In her newsletters, she signs out with THE LETTER _____ such as the one below.

Everyday I try to get it right
And every day I fail.
That is what it is to be human,
I guess.
If I got it right all the time I would
be divine.
I would have no reason to be here.
Here is where we struggle and
Here is where we fall
And here is how we learn to love and to
forgive.
Not just ourselves but others.

The best thing I can hope for is to know what is right and to keep
reaching for it.
The best thing I can hope for is to admit my failings and
to ask for forgiveness,
The best thing I can hope for is to forgive myself.
Right away.

When we experience a failing we feel
as children do.
A bit lost and a bit scared and often
an awareness of our own innocence comes
forth.
We didn't know
We didn't mean it.
We are left smacked with a feeling of shame
and then regret.

If you were a little girl and were standing
before yourself, shamed and sorry, what
would you say to your little self.

So important to sit beside the child in you.
So powerful to put your arms around her
little shoulders and to soothe her with your
understanding and acceptance.

Its Ok.
You are doing your best
You are just a human being.
And life is beautifully difficult
And love is painfully beautiful.And no matter what, I love you.

{Sigh}...I love her...

Lost her behind the station, Lost her behind the moon

{via joovomero}

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

LA got the best of me

Monday, February 7, 2011

it didn't have to be Paris...

i just wanted us to live again.
for years i thought we shared a secret...
that we would be wonderful in the world.
i didn't exactly know how, but just the possibility...
kept me hoping.
how pathetic is that?
to put all your hopes in a promise that was never made?
See, Frank knows...he knows what he wants. he's found his place.
He's just fine.

He was right; we were never special or destined or anything at all.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

always a fan of the dramatics.


This dress needs to make an appearance in these photos.

{dress via audrey hepburn complex}
{Photos via The Chicago Tribune}