I've got three different songs I cannot stop listening to. In order of old, older, oldest.
"Impregnable Question." Dirty Projectors. As a runner, the video gives me feels. The scenery and sweetness is perfect.
"Walk in the Park." Beach House. As a former Baltimore dweller, this also gives my heart pangs.
A bit of "Wild Heart." Stevie Nicks. As someone who once was told, "You've got Stevie Nicks vibes," this is just really good.
The moment you have all been waiting for: I finished "The Goldfinch" today. It broke my heart a hundred times and I loved it immensely. It's hard to process much of anything at the moment. Praise Donna Tartt.
I've been craving pie lately. I kept hoping one would crop up during the Fourth of July festivities (blueberry, peach, strawberry rhubarb...any or all). Then we had some French Silk pie at my work. I just had a couple of forkfuls and it was divine. I cannot stop staring at when I pass our dessert case (every five minutes). I could go for a hand pie, too.
The heat index has been roughly 105 degrees, so I am wearing as little as possible while maintaining my dignity. Surprisingly, this still entails mostly black. A black tank top and jean shorts. A small, billowing black dress. Lightweight black tees.
My mom gifted me with some bright red flats, which have been adding some lovely visual interest.
My friend kept telling me to watch "Casual" on Hulu. Finally, in the post-Game of Thrones lull, I watched an episode and it turned into watching two, then three and I lost track of time. And I love it! I've missed seeing Frances Conroy (Ruth Fisher!) and it's really just subtle and funny.
I'll be onto and done with the second season in no time, I'm sure.
I love all things ban.do. The latest #girlspopup shop is brimming with amazing stuff. I am especially gaga over some fancy scarves. The designer, Karen Mabon, is a genius.
I'd want a set to wear and a set to adorn my walls.