Something Sweet Series

Sometimes you just need a little something sweet to make a Monday morning less sour.

I think I've watched this Ben Howard at Lowlands 2012 video at least 10 times in the past week alone. It's the perfect video to put on while you're going about your other business. But before you dive right into your work with this magical man as a soundtrack, take the time to watch the first song -- 'Depth over Distance'. It starts at about 2:30 and ends around 9:30. (Also picture me shedding tears to how amazing this is.)

If you're curious as to what Ben Howard's been up to lately, check out the track from A Blaze of Feather below. He's teamed up with his touring band to create this album. They were announced to be playing a few of the bigger UK festivals this year before they'd even released any tracks. 

Photo Diary: Rose Garden

According to all those who frequently post quotes, Claude Monet once said (wrote?), "I must have flowers, always and always" And I'm over here like, "Same, homie."

This past weekend I co-hosted a Sacramento Fashion meet up for bloggers and photographers. It was such a gorgeous, positive afternoon and I definitely have some portraits coming your way, but the real highlight was getting to borrow my friend's 75mm & 45mm lenses. I took way too many pictures of flowers. I have no shame. 


So as my girl, Miranda Priestly said, "Florals for spring? Groundbreaking."

Favorite Coachella Looks

The most FOMO-inducing weekend of the year has come and gone. After all the countless Instagram Stories, live stream sessions, and hashtag scrolling, the #NoChella peasant had to endure, it's time to wrap up the weekend with some of my favorite looks of Coachella Weekend 1. 

First of all, WeWoreWhat's Danielle Bernstein is always killing it. It's literally her job, so none of us are surprised. But I loved her Day 2 look -- those braids, that shiny dress, and all the denim fringe you could possibly want. (So much denim fringe this weekend, I'm into it.)

Rocky Barne's gorgeous fringe dress. (Seriously... give me all the fringe.)

This braid from Janni Delér. 

Obsessed with Camilla Coehlo's entire weekend wardrobe -- especailly this painted jean jacklket. 

And as we all know I'm basically in love with anything Claire (HeyClaire) does ever. This look is no exception. (See, I told you. #FringeForver.)

Another look, more fringe. (I'm not joking here.)

And Jac Vanek for all your angelic vibes. Only she and all the Victoria Secret models could pull a look like this off. (Hey, no fringe!)


So if lots of denim, baker boy hats, bandanas, and endless amounts of fringe are what we have to look forward to this summer, please count me in. 

Something Sweet Series

Sometimes you just need a little something sweet to make a Monday morning less sour.

So I'm not sure when Shihan performed this Saul Williams piece on Def Poetry. But I distinctly remember watching it in high school and being so impressed with the delivery and the message. It's just so sweet. I took an Intro to Acting class in college (Waddup GEs?), and our final was to do a 5-minute soliloquy. Guess what I picked. 

P.S. My delivery was nowhere near as good as this, there is a definitive reason why I try to avoid public speaking. 




Weekender | V.12

Holy hell. How is it December? I know I say this all the time, but how has this year gone by so fast? If we're being real here, I'm stoked 2016 is almost over. What a crazy year this has been. (I'm side-eyeing you America). 


This playlist is just a combination of songs I'd want to dance to and songs I'd probably cry at if need be. Really digging Jessie J's cover of Can't Take My Eyes Off of You, but let us never forget Heath Ledger singing it while sliding down the flagpole during 10 Things I Hate About You.  Also, I'm mildly to moderately obsessed with Daniel Ceasar. I think I threw one of his other tracks onto V.7. I'm anticipating great things from him in the next few years. Labrinth, RY X, Josiah Bell and Mantaraybryn are all so immensely talented and I just want to lightly weep over their music. 


Something Sweet Series

Sometimes you just need a little something sweet to make a Monday morning less sour.

I've been obsessing over Thirdstory since December of 2014. They basically just ooze out talent, and I can't stop swooning over their harmonies. I saw them in September while visiting Chicago and managed to slip my way to the front. I can neither confirm, nor deny, the presence of a single tear. But put them on your radar. I have a feeling their going to release a full length album in the next 6 months or so. Here's a Ted performance of their first EP. 

Something Sweet Series

Sometimes you just need a little something sweet to make a Monday morning less sour. 

Last week I stumbled upon the website for Creative Mornings. It's an organization  
that brings the creative community together in a series of breakfast events in 150+ cities. Luckily, they record and post their talks. After watching a ton of videos, I sat down and really listened to this talk from Holley Murchison titled '8 Lessons in Love'. Take the 33 minutes and appreciate Holley explaining how to choose love. 

"If we are going to change the world, we have to be open to the perspectives of what other people are going through -- whether you've experienced it firsthand or not." - Holley Murchison 

Weekender | V.11

Holy shit. It's November. How did that happen? I swear I was just ringing in 2016 a few weeks ago. Apparently not?! 

I've pulled a few of the tracks from this week's playlist from my Discovery Weekly playlist Spotify puts together. If you're not already listening to it every Monday, then you're missing out on exciting musical things. Take note of Nick Wilson's 'Closer' because for some reason I can't seem to get it out of my head. I've also thrown in a song off of Tove Love's new album, which is pretty kick ass. Also, apparently Will Smith's kids have the musical talents, and it took me at least a week before I realized that the track 'Wait a Minute!' comes from his daughter Willow. What?! How?! We also need to talk about Shawn Mendes, because while I recognize that he is probably a teenage dreamboat, he's got a huge amount of soul buried in his little 18-year-old body. The song 'Ruin' is a jam. It was probably one of my most played tracks in October (#noshame). Seriously, I can't stop listening to it. 

Hit play, and have a great weekend. 

P.S. DON'T FORGET TO VOTE ON TUESDAY THE 8TH. Seriously though, read up on all the measures and vote for the better candidate at every level. 

My Tiny Travels #7: Los Angeles

August was a whirlwind. I moved out of my parent's house and into my very own space. My roommate and I have been slowly creating a home out of our little place. The weekend after I moved in, I packed up my little weekend bag and made my way to LA. 

It had been a really rough Friday. I had received some bad news early on in the day and was still taking it all on as I headed to the airport. Real talk friends, I was totally the girl full crying at the airport. Thankfully, my plane was headed in the direction of all my favorite humans. So it was into the arms of loved ones I went. While it wasn't the most exciting or adventurous weekend, it was so cathartic and definitely, the space I needed to be in. 

My dear friend Neil picked me up from LAX, and we headed to Silver Lake -- home of the bougie coffee shops, unreal vegan restaurants, and many a wide brim hat. Once in Silver Lake, I was getting rather hangry, and demanded to be fed. Now, I have zero shame in telling you all this. But of the three days I spent in LA, I ate at Flore every single one. Please open a location in Sacramento so I can give you all my money. Their breakfast burrito is every vegan's dream: tempeh bacon, cashew cheese, potatoes, tofu scramble. (Insert praise hands emoji here)

After I fully stuffed my face with the most delicious seitan tacos, we returned to Neil's to catch up and watch my all time favorite movie: The Princess Bride. I cannot count how many times I've watched that movie.  I've also read the original novel it was based on, and if you've never considered opening it, you're sorely missing out. William Goldman is an absolutely brilliant author. It's so incredibly clever and well written. 

Now I didn't just head to LA all willy-nilly. The big, most wonderful reason for my visit was to see the ultimate sob queen, Adele. My college roommates and I had been planning this trip since last November. It was a great opportunity to see an incredible artist, but it was really just an excuse to catch up with my Summer '13 girls. 

As has been well established by now, I have a thing for walls. Bright walls, patterned walls, monochromatic walls -- basically if it looks hip as hell I'm into it. Silver Lake is covered in walls that just demand to be photographed. My absolute favorite was this piece, painted by Dallas Clayton a children's book author and illustrator.  

Saturday morning in Silver Lake was spent eating Flore, wandering the streets in search of wonderful walls, and a quick stop in the market down the street from Neil's place. After purchasing some dainty pieces of jewelry, Megan and I headed into downtown LA to meet up with Tanya.

Downtown LA is probably pretty cool? I'm really not sure. We spent all of 30 minutes wandering around, but it was mostly spent in front of three really eclectic walls. 

We hopped into a cab to meet up with the rest of our crew over in the Art District for a few beers at Angel City Brew. 



A few beers, some wine, and a delicious Mexican meal later, we headed into Staples Center to begin an evening of laughter, music, and few tears. Okay, maybe more than a few tears. It was Adele after all. I have a few frames taken of the show, but we were so far from the stage, you wouldn't really care to see it anyway. Just know that she is an absolute angel, both vocally and as a human. For someone who creates such a heartbreaking music, she's the total opposite in between songs. There are very few other artists that create incredible art and are absolutely hilarious on stage. 

The following morning, it took us a while to get moving but we eventually found ourselves back at Flore to feast on all the vegan eats. Food coma or bust, we needed to head for coffee immediately. Luckily Silver Lake is inundated with amazing coffee shops. The previous day we'd wandered into Intelligentsia, so for our Sunday pick me up with strolled into the opposite direction towards Alfred Coffee & Tea. At the time of my trip they were doing a promotion with the dating app Bumble. Every coffee sleeve had a cute pun on it. Check these out. 

With the remainder of our Sunday, we headed over to Neil's Mom's house for an early dinner. His mom is the actual coolest. She's an author and has just a released her newest book, "Harley and Me". I have it sitting on my nightstand waiting to be read. I promise to get to it one of these rainy days. 

Less then 48 hours from when I arrived, I was in a car traveling back to the airport. It was exactly the kind of weekend I needed -- surrounded by my favorite humans, important conversations, and magical music. 

Weekender | V.10

Happy Friday friends! I've been curled up in my bed for most of this last week. I've been trying to fight off all the gnarly germs floating around, but they finally caught up to me. I was out most of the day Wednesday and Thursday. I'm starting to feel more human, but definitely not fully there yet. 

But I couldn't let another week go by without posting a new playlist. Especially since the last few weeks have been inundated with new albums. I tried to grab a few tracks from some of my new favorite albums. It's seriously been a month or so of fantastic album releases. Important new albums to note are: Bon Iver, Banks, The Head and the Heart, Kings of Leon, and Solange. I've been non-stop listening to the Banks and The Head and the Heart albums. Definitely take the time to listen to them all the way through. You'll find your gems. 

Have a great weekend. Hopefully this rain isn't going to get the best of you. 

My Tiny Travels #6: Napa/Sonoma

This summer's heat was brutal. What the heck sun? Why you gotta be so hot? Though I suppose it's something we expect living in Sacramento. Mildly rainy winters, disgustingly hot summers. I'm sure somewhere in the world there is someone who appreciates the sweltering summer, I, on the other hand, am a fall girl through and through. Yes, I am basic. But I don't care, there's something lovely about the autumn breeze, the falling leaves and layering up, that really pleases me. Though I am firmly against this ridiculous notion of putting pumpkin into a latte. Hard pass on that one. 

As the weather here begins to cool, I should probably recap my quick travel in July. In an effort to escape the heat, and to celebrate my Mom's birthday we hopped into the car and headed to Napa for the shortest day among the vines. 

Our first stop in Napa was the Oxbow Public Market. It's a frequent destination anytime the family heads to wine country. They have this restaurant there called Kitchen Door. It's so Instagram-worthy. Have a look: 


After an amazing lunch, we headed off in search of wine. My friend had told me about this winery/castle in Calistoga so naturally, we had to go there. We pulled up to Castle Di Amorosa, and it's actually the most stunning place. I'm sure there are hundreds of people that get married there. While it definitely had that Italian vibe to it, I could only think of the castles in Windsor and Kent that I visited in England.  Did I pretend like I was back there? Hell yes. All the castles, all the time, please. 

We wandered through the vineyards, the castle's walls, and eventually headed downstairs to taste the wine. They keep all their wine in the cellar, and in order to get to the tasting room, you have to wander through dusty, empty bottles. It was a bit crypt-like down there. The wine itself was pretty great, and while I'm typically a cabernet kind of girl, their rose´was worthy of the ultimate basic swoon.   

Pressed for time, we sped off towards Sonoma. My dad was desperate to get to Enkidu's tasting room. We had opened a bottle of theirs a few weeks prior, and it was fantastic. In a fashion very typical of my family, we got lost on the way and just barely made it in time to purchase wine. 

The owners of Enkidu recommend we head in Glen Ellen to the Girl and the Fig's sister cafe: The Fig Cafe. Apparently, Glen Ellen is a very tiny town, and they have a similar bridge to the opening credits of One Tree Hill, so you can bet that I sang Gavin Degraw's "I Don't Want To Be" the whole way across it. The Fig Cafe was excellent. It's just this little tiny place, but their food was all farm to fork; and they had figs everything -- the walls, the food, the drinks, even the soap in the bathroom was fig. 

We  sufficiently stuffed our faces with delicious eats, rolled ourselves back to the car, and returned to the heat of Sacramento.  

My Tiny Travels #5: San Francisco - Matt Corby & S.F. MOMA

When I told you we had a lot to catch up on, I was serious. It's been months since I popped into San Francisco on a random Wednesday in June to see Matt Corby play at the Fillmore. 

I rushed out of work with my backpack and a quick snack so I could hop on the 3 o'clock train to the city to meet up with some friends from High School. These two lovely ladies had been my concert buddies for years. We sat outside the shittiest venue in Sacramento many times waiting for shows, trekked to San Francisco a few times as teenagers, and we once spent a day in Six Flags waiting to see our favorite artists. I had texted them the week prior to see if they wanted to catch the Australian prince live in their city. Clearly the answer was yes, and after we grabbed dinner we headed to the venue. 

Let me tell you a secret friends, at concerts I always, always try to get close to the stage by moving to either side of the stage. If you get there early enough, you can usually get pretty close to the artists. It's no use trying to push your way through the center, those folks have that area locked in. You're not moving much, and if you push through you may become public enemy #1.  This method has proved solid for countless shows. Trust me. 

Just as he was the first time I saw him, Matt Corby continues to have the voice of an angel, and the stage presence of a scared spelling bee champion. To his credit, I think he's all about the process of the music, and doesn't necessarily care about live shows. He's not dull in the slightest, but he doesn't inherently rule the stage the way some artists do. But musically he can't be faulted. His voice is rich, and the way he can belt it out is astounding. He even broke out the flute solo. If you ever have the chance, I highly suggest catching one of his shows.


After the show we headed back to my friend's place, and stayed up late catching up on all the life we had missed. 

Luckily for me, I work for an amazing company that doesn't mind if I take a day off to spend sometime in the city. As my friends all woke up and headed to work early, I rolled out of bed (well, their futon) and snapped some pictures of their beautiful, super Instagrammable apartment. Then I headed out for the day's adventure. 


My first stop was the Mill on Divisadero. I was told to order the toast but failed all those who told me so, and just ordered a latte. And boy, oh boy, was it a delicious latte. I sat outside for a while before the San Francisco chill got to me. I crawled back into the warmth of the coffee shop to one of their picturesque marble tables. After taking an obscene amount of photos (I mean... obviously), I sipped on my coffee and tried to figure out some semblance of a life plan. Clearly that's working out well for me.... jokes on jokes folks. Though I did hear the older couple next to me remark on how everyone in the coffee shop was wearing black and on their phones. Am I ashamed to admit I was definitely one of those people? Nope, not in the least. All black, always. 

Slightly caffeinated and bemused, I moved on to another coffee shop whose name escapes me. But they did have a great nitro brew. I tried to finish reading Girl Boss, but quickly realized that the significant amount of coffee, and severe lack of food was probably not in my best interest. Off to Herbivore I went (s/o to Tanya who found this gem with me many years ago before a Mumford and Sons concert). After downing their delicious vegan eats, I headed to the newly redesigned MoMA to cry about art, per my usual lifestyle choices. I mean, they have a giant Mark Rothko. It's both unnerving and calming at the same time. I basically sat in front of it for a good half an hour in happiness. 


The rest of the museum was stunning. The walls were covered in some of my favorite artists. Each floor brought new delights, and some funny sights. I saw a squad of guys with massive cameras getting those Instagram shots (I feel you boys, I feel you). After exploring for a good few hours, I sadly had a train to catch. I powered walked those 20 or so blocks to the bus station, only stopping at the most glorious marble atrium on One Samsome Street. Then it was back to Sacramento I went.


Life Lessons on Loss and Light

Oh man, it's been quite a while since I've actually posted content on here. In all fairness, I've been doing a lot of life lately. While I've been doing some great living, things like moving into my new apartment, jumping down to L.A. for a quick weekend with some friends and to see the ultimate queen Adele, a few trips into San Francisco to catch up with some of my London ladies. I also had to experience a hard moment in life. As a warning to you, this may get a little sad. 

When I was growing up, no one really warned me how truly difficult this whole life thing can be. They don't tell you that there are pieces of adulthood sometimes feel insurmountable. Whether that's figuring out the next step to take, realizing that friendship doesn't always last, or that despite how much you care about someone, their demons are not your responsibility to tame. But I think the hardest lesson I've learned is about death. I recognize that there are people who experience this early on in their life, and for that, I am so sorry. But this month gave me one of my first real experiences with death. 

I've felt deaths before. I cried many tears at my wonderful Grandmother's funeral. I've felt the loss of classmates and artists I've admired. This month the world lost one of the brightest lights I've ever known. I've been struggling for weeks to find the right words to honor how much she changed my life and influenced the person I am today. She was a coach, a mentor, a confidant, and the person I was most inspired by in high school. She was like the older sister I never had, but always imagined one to be. She pushed me to work harder, taught me about leadership, and granted me the opportunity to meet a phenomenal group of girls I still call friends. I've been so busy with work and traveling that I haven't had the time to really process this. I think I've been feeling a bit lost since I heard the news. Like it doesn't feel like it's actually happened. But I know it has. I also know that she was a woman who tried to fill as many moments as she could with love and delight. And that brings me, and I'm sure many others who loved her solace. She would want us to listen to our music, dance in our cars, adventure to far away places, and love ferociously.

And in her honor, I'm trying to move forward with her spirit in mind. I promise to always dance to the songs we loved and to find delight in the simple things. Even if I look like a loon in the middle of a crowded street.

There's a lot we need to catch up on friends. Stay tuned...