Aloha

good.

paris me manque.

sir walter raleigh.

F all the world and love were young,            
And truth in every shepherd's tongue, 
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee and be thy love. 

Time drives the flocks from field to fold,
When rivers rage and rocks grow cold;
And Philomel becometh dumb; 
The rest complains of cares to come. 

The flowers do fade, and wanton fields 
To wayward winter reckoning yields: 
A honey tongue, a heart of gall, 
Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. 

The gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, 
Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies 
Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten,— 
In folly ripe, in reason rotten. 

Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, 
Thy coral clasps and amber studs, 
All these in me no means can move 
To come to thee and be thy love. 

But could youth last and love still breed, 
Had joys no date nor age no need, 
Then these delights my mind might move 
To live with thee and be thy love. 
 

fall playlist.

i cant stop listening to this playlist. kinda chill but gooooood.

on repeat.

i cqnt get enough of albert hammond jr lately.

new feist.

so good.

st. vincent.

new musique. and i like it.

pinterest.

i love this site.

im addicted.

fall.

this summer has been an abnormally cool one here in paris.

all the leaves have been falling and the city is buzzing

again with the parisians returning from their august holiday.

all the stores have transitioned into fall displays. 

i just got paid so of course i need to shop a bit at jcrew.

i love jcrew. and i wish there was one in paris.

i like to invest in some seasonal staples every year.

here is what i purchased today. get EXCITED.

 sweater with sparkles.

 tweed shorts with leather touches.

denim blouse. i finally found my perfect denim shirt.

antibes.

i just spent the best weekend in southern france with two great gals.

some MUCH needed r&r, swimmin' and sunnin'.

did: THIS for two days straight.

ate: THIS. moules et frites.

enjoyed: THIS lovely scenery. 

laughed and loved spending time with these two.

all in all it was perfect :)

south bound.

i studied in southern france a few summers ago...

and i cant wait to soak up some sun this weekend.

i took these in cannes and corsica.

happy weekend.

oh yah.

otis+jayz+kayne+spike jonze=awesome.

sufjan.

i will always love everything he puts out.

lately i have been listening to his first albums.

he is such a beautiful and poetic writer and i love it.

i took the top pic in paris and the bottom in nyc.

i heart sufjan.

summer.

Now my charms are all o'erthrown,

And what strength I have’s mine own,

Which is most faint. Now, ’tis true,

I must be here confined by you,

But release me from my bands

With the help of your good hands.

Gentle breath of yours my sails

Must fill, or else my project fails,

Which was to please. Now I want

Spirits to enforce, art to enchant,

And my ending is despair,

Unless I be relieved by prayer,

Which pierces so that it assaults

Mercy itself and frees all faults.

As you from crimes would pardoned be,

Let your indulgence set me free.

*shakespeare. the tempest.

pretty.

Splitscreen: A Love Story

girls.

its a surprisingly cool and grey day here in paris.

perfect day for some soft girly tunes.

trip to the loire.

a few weeks ago seb and i went with some friends to explore the loire.

playing speed scrabble.

seb and i kicked butt in the couples competition.

 leigh stopping to smell the roses.

 chambord. 

beautiful countryside.

wine tasting.

chenonceau

jack and seb decided to shove a handfull

 of goat cheese in their mouth?