a twenty-something breakfast enthusiast just trying to find my way in this crazy world. a designer by trade, a photographer by passion, a believer by grace.
this will not be a blahg.
FRIDAY FRIDAY FRIDAY YALL. I am spending my morning mentally and physically recovering from seeing the premiere of Catching Fire last night. And emotionally (let’s be honest) because it was perfect. If you need me, I’ll be in a corner drinking coffee to stay away and thinking about how I wish I were cool and sassy like Katniss.
Birthday Week is officially ending with a trip to the lake and some QT with my pals from college. To sum it all up, here’s the Birthday Mix of some of my favorite tunes* that I’ve been jammin’ to all week!
*Best served with a bonfire and seasonal libations whilst wearing a vest and boots.
I live in a very cool part of Athens called Normaltown, which I realize is a very silly and misleading name based on the information I just divulged about it being awesome. Normaltown is an amalgamation of all the best parts of the city: restaurants and architecture and music and history and industry and education and townies on bicycles. Sometimes when I’m sitting in my bed before 11PM in my sweatpants, listening to Katy Perry’s Roar on repeat… I think to myself "Wow I am so not cool enough to live here!" But then, before I know it… I am awoken by my neighbors’ free range chickens and I think… maybe it’s just a place where weird people live and so I fit right in.
"Normal"town, I love you.
Because I am no good at going to the gym and don’t want to become a sedentary potato… I’ve started walking to work. In the midst of this new routine, I’ve discovered more and more lovely things about this neighborhood (see pictures above for visual evidence.) And of course, my walks wouldn’t be complete without a good playlist.
I call this Friday Mixtape… The City Walkin’ And City Lovin’ Mix. Enjoy.
Yesterday I trekked back to the Sunshine State to spend a weekend in my old hometown; a 7.5 hour drive of playlists, Wait, Wait Don’t Tell Me episodes, and Sonic pit-stops for Diet Cherry Limeades with extra cherries.
This week’s mixtape is a little like a Cherry Limeade for the ears: a little sweet, a little tart, and the best decision you’ll make today. Favorite tracks include Helicopter by Branches and Pretend It’s Love by The Postelles. Helicopter builds an awesome windows-down-worthy crescendo worthy of its soaring moniker and Pretend It’s Love is the beachy duet I’ve been waiting to hear all summer.
A few weekends ago I found this awesome chest of drawers at a yard sale. I didn’t realize these campaign chests were so popular, or that they were even called campaign chests, but folks who are way cooler than me convinced me they are très chic and I should most definitely buy it.
A little coral paint and some brass buffer and… voila! New living room.
While I was painting, I kept a list of good tunes I came across… and now, here they are for you, as part of the Friday Mixtape!
I have always had an affinity for breakfast foods. I believe this stems from my Mom’s philosophy when eating in restaurants: she’d always look at the dessert menu first to see what she wanted, and choose her meal in accordance with the amount of room she wanted to save for the treat. And breakfast is basically a free pass to eat dessert for an entire meal and have it be legit. Cake for breakfast? Insanity. But here. Have a donut.
Late in high school, I remember coming across a quote that resonated so deeply with me that it became my own sort of food philosophy:
"Dinner parties are mere formalities; but you invite a man to breakfast because you want to see him.” - Thomas Babington Macaulay
In college, I interviewed musician, artist, and fellow UGAer Allison Weiss (who shares a similar love for breakfast and pancakes that I do (in fact, it was her album art of pancakes that originally drew me to wanting to interview her)) and one thing she said about breakfast (because of course I asked!) that has stuck with me was something similar to the Macaulay quote:
Breakfast is really special and delicious because you wake up and the first thing you want to do is see this other person and share a stack of pancakes with them. You really only do that with people you love.
(Allison also got me onto Tumblr many moons ago AND she’s the famous one whose tunes you hear on the Customize Your Theme page. Go Dawgs.)
BREAKFAST! I mean just think about it! It’s early, you’re not always in a pleasant mood or lookin’ great and you think Hey, yes. Let’s share something yummy even before these bags under my eyes go away. It’s the first thing you do in the morning and you’re inviting this other person to share in that moment with you. That’s intense!
So, anyways, today’s my last day at work. As a Going Away Celebration, the office organized a breakfast because they know how much I love it. Sure, it’s really just donuts and cinnamon rolls and coffee… but. It’s love. I feel very loved today and that makes me excited about the future. In the words of my girl Leslie Knope, Why Would Anybody Eat Anything Besides Breakfast Food?
I sure don’t know, Leslie. I sure don’t know.
With that…. ENJOY this Friday’s Mixtape. And go eat breakfast with someone you love. Go on. Go on.
I’m over here… workin’ workin’ workin’… one week left at this job. I hope your Friday involves something equally as exciting. (But, not as busy, let’s be honest.)
Enjoy these tunes as you work/play/drive in preparation for your weekend plans! As we were reminded sadly and horrifically earlier this week with Boston… there’s no telling what the day will hold. I pray you’ll all be safe, happy, and loved this weekend. The pictures above are some of my favorites from the trip my Dad and I took to Boston back in November. Truly an awesome place.
As always, all the Friday Mixtape Tunes are here—-> ++ Friday Mix! Huzzah!
And this Friday’s Mix is below! Have a great weekend!
I have been MIA from the blogscene lately for several reasons. Firstly… because I had too many secrets brewing and knew I would spill the beans before it was time and secondly… laziness? It’s always in there somewhere.
Secrets you say? Yes. I quit my job last Friday. More on that later.
Other things include: Liked a boy. Planted some flowers. Baked some pies. Typical things.
The boy is gone, the flowers are sort of alive and the pies were good, so all in all we can call it a somewhat successful two weeks. Somewhat.
In the summer of 2008 I studied abroad in France and went to the Cannes Film Festival with UGA. I had never done anything like that: Europe, or attempt to speak French. It was one of those experiences that gets tucked away in your soul and folded into your memory in a shiny gold box. I learned a lot about myself whilst lounging on the rock piers of the Riviera, and anytime I see or hear a reference to that Festival or to Southern France, I get a little nostalgic for the time in my life when I believed so much to be possible about the world.
I saw the new poster for this summer’s Festival last Friday… on the morning that I quit my job. Not only do I love this photo of Paul Newman and his wife Joanne Woodward, but I love the story behind it. It was taken during production of their 1963 film A New Kind of Love and was remastered for the poster. (Side note: if any of you out there know someone who’s going to the Festival this summer… I would love to get a poster…)
Staring at this image gave me all kinds of hope… the kind of hope that was fostered in the French sunshine many summers ago as I was nearing the end of my collegiate career and unsure of what I was going to do in the future. The kind of hope I needed to walk in there and quit. The kind of hope that endless crepes and bottles of cheap French wine can bring.
A New Kind of Love.
My life looks very different right now than what my 21-year-old self would have thought… but I think that’s OK. I’m learning how to believe it’s OK.
More details on the job front as I have some, but can’t really share at the moment. Soon! Until then… enjoy these tunes. Some killer tracks by Elle King and Chic Gamine, to name a few ballers. But the whole thing is ballin’.
Normally I’d be SO EXCITED THAT IT’S FRIDAYYYY but I am feeling very under-the-weather so I my enthusiasm is limited. Plus, I have a very big weekend ahead of me (bachelorette party! out-of-state friends in town! wedding! packing for a week at the beach! leaving for the beach!)
All that said, if I can get through today, I think I can run on happy endorphins to make it through the weekend. Only time will tell.
If the endorphins fail… there’s always music! Oh, and lots of meds. Here’s to surviving Friday and making it through the weekend AND PLEASE OH PLEASE DON’T LET THIS BE THE FLU RIGHT BEFORE THE BEACH…
Here’s another Friday Mixtape to get us through our shared unbelief that it is indeed the 3rd month of 2013.
Also… there are two songs on here by The Crane Wives (I’ve put another one of their songs on a previous mix… if you’re paying attention.) But. They are MY JAM right now. MAH JAAAAM. So. Look into that…
In honor of yesterday’s holla-day, I starting compiling all of my favorite love songs for this week’s mix. I dug deep into the archives of my mind for this one, and while the mix is long, it’s also rockin’ and full-o-love.
This mix could also consequently double as my karaoke playlist, but I can’t seem to harness my second-hand embarrassment long enough to actually ever be OK with doing karaoke. But. It’s out there just in case my judgment lapses and I find myself locked inside Shokitini or Walkers with a microphone.
This week’s mix includes tracks from Fyfe Dangerfield, Pixies, Hanson, Whitney Houston, Fun., The Avett Brothers, Fruit Bats, The Rumble Strips, Jaymay, Queen, The Temptations, Ray LaMontagne, Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons, Rosie Thomas and Sufjan, City and Colour, 98 Degrees, The Kooks, Ronettes, Jessica Andrews, Natalie Cole, Tanya Tucker, Ingrid Michaelson, Death Cab for Cutie, Dashboard Confessional, Jackson Browne, Mariah Carey, A Fine Frenzy, Noah and the Whale.
It’s also a scary peek inside my brain. So. Be forewarned. You can also subscribe to the Mega Friday Mix if you want or need to listen to hours and hours of good music at random.