I’m Up With the Kites


“Yes, this is a magical moment for us and I’m glad that us is an ever expanding concept.” –Dallas Clayton

A couple days ago a question asked planted a very uninvited idea in my mind. “Are you just going to spend your entire 20’s in a long distance relationship?”

My entire 20’s…? What a terrifying concept. I hadn’t thought about my age in a long time until that moment. I’m 2 years in to these 20’s and as I’ve said more than once, I often feel more lost than I did when I was a teenager. A few years back I swore I had it all figured out- but now shudder to imagine having acted on those things I thought I wanted when I was 16.. 17.. 18. Will I look back at 22 and be confused by my choices? I don’t know. What I do know is that I am really, really, really in love with someone who is really, really, really good to me. Someone that says things like “you wanna take a bath or something?” and swears I make him better. So why shouldn’t I have my head in the clouds? Why shouldn’t I bet against the odds in this long distance relationship? If this is the decade where we’re ‘supposed’ to do all the things, see all the places and experience everything- why should love be excluded from that?

– I have read this over and over and am still so inspired
– I need this on a shirt. And a hat. And a mug.
-If looking to Milhouse for vegan inspiration is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
– My last cloudy post, here.

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Happy Friday! xxo

This Post Isn’t About Gumballs.


This post isn’t about gumballs, but how much fun was my mini-series last week? It was incredibly satisfying to make something that people liked. I think I was born to love and create. 

I’m finding that all I want to talk about lately is books and vegetables and I’m actually not sorry about that at all. This excerpt from the book Eating Animals stuck with me, I think it contains something big and important.

“Why is taste, the crudest of our senses, exempted from the ethical rules that govern our other senses? If you stop to think about it, it’s crazy. Why doesn’t a horny person have as strong a claim to raping an animal as a hungry one does to killing and eating it? And how would you judge an artist who mutilated animals in a gallery because it was visually arresting? How riveting would the sound of a tortured animal need to be to make you want to hear it that badly? Try to imagine any end other than taste for which it would be justifiable to do what we do to farm animals.”

I get that it’s graphic and bold- but it holds a lot of validity. As humans we tend to put our blinders on to the ugly stuff and I’ve been inspired to take mine off. I’ve coasted through the last 9 months of vegetarianism with the mindset of  “I don’t want to push my views on anyone,” but the more I learn, the more I actually do.

 If you’re having a hard time relating, check out this recipe for sautéed dog meat. What do you feel? I’m genuinely curious.

PS: reasons people choose vegetarianism and
the problems with factory farming.

Happy Tuesday, xxo.



The Architecture of a Daydream

IMG_8348Any creative person has probably fallen in to the “everything has been done before” slump at some point. Today I am so inspired by the creativity of others that reminds me “no it hasn’t,” and by anyone brave enough to pursue even the smallest slice of their dreams.

Top Left: I came across this instagram account run by Marjorie Lacombe. She’s in the midst of a photo series called “Watch It!” where she explores how many things she can fit on a watch (so far she’s done limes, peanut butter and jelly, eggs, sprinkles, sequins, ravioli, pom-poms) and the photos are so pleasing for the eyeballs.

Top Right: Is there anything happier than little baby surfers in your morning coffee? (104 days till summer!)

Bottom Left: A quick peek at my inspiration-board will tell you I am reeeeally drawn to creative nudity and mixed media, so naturally this is one of my favourites from a photo series by Mashara Wachjudy called “Ladies of the Land“.

Bottom Right: Tim and I talk a lot about the fearlessness that comes with childhood. I have a million and one memories of being a careless little kid, riding the rides at the amusement park with no fear and complete trust in the carnies who put them together. I envy that feeling now when I find myself ferociously scribbling new additions to my list of worries (aka not trusting the carnies of life- ha!). I made a note for myself to remember that when the days feel too grey and everything feels bad it probably means I have slipped up on celebrating all the little things that I preach. Like this. And this. Or these. Or this.

Happy Monday! xxo

“Faaaaavourite Thiiiiings”

I hope you read that in Oprah’s voice.

How is your February going? Mine is going insanely fast and I suffered a long round of writer’s block. Writing felt like work and I really, really, really didn’t like that feeling. Right around the same time my favourite magic lady was talking about Mercury Retrograde, which I learned is something that happens 3 to 4 times a year when the planet Mercury slows down and appears to move backwards- during this time believers say delays and misunderstandings and other general negativities are abundant. Whether you think it’s nonsense or not, I’m not one to pass up a great excuse to explain my lack of productivity.
I wanted to share 3 of my favourite things that I’ve been collecting for you this month. 1.) I came across this simple palm reading guide and found it interesting (I have air hands, fall in love easily, am creative and full of energy). Do it and tell me your findings! 2.) This Boom Clap cover is so good, I can’t stop playing it. 3.) Frankly I’m surprised I’ve made it through 22 birthdays without this ring.

Happy Thursday! xxo

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Fridays Inspo

3womenSoon you will find yourself in more and more situations you don’t want to run from. At work you’ll realize that you’ve spent the entire day in your body, really in it, not imagining what you look like to the people who surround you but just being who you are. You are a tool being put to its proper use. That changes a lot of things.”
-Lena Dunham, Not That Kind of Girl

Today I’m offering the best advice I’ve found around the web this week:
– advice for writers that terrified and excited me
– advice for insecure cat owners
– advice for single ladies dreading Valentines Day
– advice on making your pets appear less miserable
– advice on patenting your ideas for free
– advice on justifying your antisocial tendencies

I’d love to hear which piece of advice was your favourite.
Have the best weekend, & happiest Friday! xo.
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Some Days You’re the Girl, Some Days You’re the Crocadilly


I had a belly laugh yesterday when I charged up my old iPhone and looked through the notes section. I used to keep a running list of future dog names and the last entry was added 331 days ago at 11:35am. “Jam”. On Tuesday, February 25, 2014 I thought JAM was a good name for a dog and that helps me realize that being a little lost in life right now is not as final as it feels. Because a year ago I was a girl who wanted to name a dog Jam.

I’ve been reading Still Writing and have been so inspired to write a novel. While I was falling asleep the other night I had to keep sitting up to jot down ideas as they popped in to my snoozy brain. I think I may have come up with the beginning paragraph and the rest of the book would play out as sort of an “embellished memoir” full of truths and make-believes. So there’s my millionth dream to bring to fruition, but as a lady on HGTV’s Property Virgins (my favourite show to watch over my morning coffee) said, “dreaming is free”.

PS: my favourite song of the week, perfume I want need and an important reminder… dang. ;)
Happy Thursday!  xo

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Fridays PrIntspo

bordermonogomyFotorCreatedIt’s -23 this this morning, but with the windchill it feels like -29, which feels like I have no idea why I’m out of bed. ;) I was feeling particularly inspired to show you these three prints today because: if I’m going to cling to my sheets while I hit snooze every morning- it might as well be in the most beautiful sheets ever made, those teeny boobies and baby baguettes because they are killin’ me and the incognito model because I have a thing for faceless human art.

It’s FRIDAY! What are you plans for the weekend? I’m heading eastbound on a weekend road trip, finishing off the last episode of Serial that I’ve been neglecting and checking out an Illusionist show on Sunday night with Tim. Wishing you a happy, safe and extra warm weekend (163 days till summer!). xo

– My all time favourite shop sign
– New desktop wallpapers to inspire you to work it (no diggity)
– A dreamy little place to snooze for a night or 20

Pantones & Proverbs

collageFotorCreated“They tried to bury us. They didn’t know we were seeds.” – Mexican Proverb

Trust me when I say no one suffers more than me when State & Occupation sits blank for weeks. If at any point your fingers clicked the keys that spell my URL and you were disappointed to find nothing new, I am so sorry and I am sending you all the warmest imaginary knitted scarves to make up for it. Let’s catch up!

On disappointment, December and dreams for 2015:
My dream job opened up a couple months ago and my hopes of getting it were really, really high. Job hunts are exhausting and involve a lot of throwing yourself out there, crossing your fingers and accepting (lots of) rejection- so not getting that specific job felt like the worst cherry on top of a terrible sundae. That being said, December was nothing close to all bad. It was such a full, happy and wine-filled month. I finally made it back to the mountains to spend NYE, had Tim home for a full four weeks and celebrated our two year anniversary, received some incredibly thoughtful and sweet gifts and belly laughed like it was my day job. I have said many times that I love fresh months, but I’m finding a fresh year a little daunting this time around. So in order to not put any extra pressure on myself I’m going to make this years goal simple: to bring consistency back in to my life in every sense. (See last years goals here)

On vegetarianism, polaroids and the bangs I’ll never have:
Next Monday marks half a year of being a vegetarian! I started with a total no-pressure, noncommittal attitude but I’ve since come to really love it and don’t see myself going back. My simple answer for “why?” is this: animals totally don’t need to die for the purpose of filling my belly! I feel better inside and I feel like I’m doing better for the environment outside by giving up meat. I’m a happy little veggie! For Christmas this year I asked for a polaroid camera, and Tim delivered. I’m now on the hunt for creative ways to store my precious little polaroids that are currently locked in my cold dark wallet… any suggestions are welcome! And speaking of welcome, I’d like to welcome my forehead to become one that can house these bangs. Or these. Or these.

On my new library card and unexpected opportunities that are too new to talk about but I will anyways:
Last night I got my first library card since racking up several dollars in late fees as a 12 year old (I swear I’ve read every Babysitters Club book ever written). I checked out 14 books! I’m starting with a book written for writers called The Creative Compass and so far, so great. The other 13 are a mix of more how-to-be-a-better-writer books, vegetarian cookbooks, How to be Parisian Wherever You Are, If You Have to Cry Go Outside and one about celebrating the tiny wonderful things that I wish I wrote. I was back at the library this morning and presented with a cool little unexpected opportunity that would involve me turning children into baby broadcasters through a 10 week Television and Radio course for homeschooled kiddos!

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PS: Did you know we have a Pantone of the year? It’s this and I like it.
Also, pantone phone cases for the intense colour enthusiasts.
Lastly, my all time favourite proverb, here.
Happy Tuesday! xo.

Mini Rugs & Sprinkle Mugs


“I do not know the weight of time or the texture of happiness. But even still I am grateful because this year I have learned that loving is brave, and being loved is even braver.” – Natalie Wise

Top Left: Did the rest of the world know that this is what Disneyland looks like at night? I’ve been so drawn to magicality (like reality, but where magical things exist) lately. As a kid my interest in going to Disneyland wasn’t too serious but now, as a 22 year old, I find myself itching to stand in front of the castle with mouse ears on my head.

Top Right: It’s no secret that Instagram is my favourite little space (aside from this one, of course;) and I’m constantly screen shotting bits of inspiration from different accounts I find. The other night while on a late night inspo-hunt I came across this: miniature bear rugs! Ah, how I love novelty collections.

Bottom Left: I want to tell you that the significance of this little picture is simply that I now use eggnog in my coffee instead of milk because I am oozing Christmas spirit (true). But I have a teeny confession. I took this picture last Monday. I rimmed a coffee cup in sprinkles the day before I was anticipating great news. This picture was going to be used to announce said good news. I pre-celebrated. The news I was anticipating didn’t come. #tragic

Bottom Right: I love this artist’s scandalous work on the shopping bags for Kara Ross NY!

PS: a cover I had no idea existed (and love!),
the truth about love and a list of mountainous
excitement happening this winter if you happen to
live near the Canadian rockies like me. :)
Happy Thursday! xo