Head, Hands, Heart

I always feel the summer-is-over-get-me-a-scarf vibes as soon as September hits, despite the first official day of fall not being for another couple of weeks. Today I’m sharing some photos from the adventures my head, hands and heart have experienced this summer in Vancouver, Hawaii and New York if you’d like to see!


My first summer in Vancouver has felt like a permanent vacation. Our home is so perfect and honestly where I want to be 99% of the time. I didn’t know if I would fall in love with Vancouver, or how long it would take for it to feel like home, but I absolutely have and it absolutely does.


My dad used to keep a shell in the basement of our childhood home that he told us we could hear the ocean from. He would also throw us Hawaiian luaus complete with leis, grass skirts, the fireplace crackling away and of course, Hawaiian pizza- so it’s no wonder I’ve been dying to go my entire life. Our beautiful friends got married on the North Shore of Oahu in July and Tim and I were lucky enough to witness it- and do a LOT of playing along the way. I think about Hawaii almost daily and cannot wait to go back and explore more of the islands.

New York 

My sister and I have dreamed about going to New York together since we were little kids, and we made that dream come true over the long weekend to celebrate her birthday. We ate way too many bagels and took in everything we possibly could in 48 hours including wine at a rooftop bar, the views on the top of the Rockefeller Center, the nonstop buzz of Times Square, Grand Central Station, Little Italy, a ferry ride under the Brooklyn Bridge and a visit with the Statue of Liberty (which I didn’t realize would be my highlight of the trip. So impactful!).

How are you spending the last 18 days of your summer?! xo


Meal, Magazines and Messiness.

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I offended myself yesterday when I realized how long its been since my last post. Sometimes I get busy living and smooching and working and cooking and sleeping that I leave myself no time to spend with my favourite blog in the world. I’d love to catch you up if you’d like to read:)

On comfort, confetti and Meal:
I’ve been happily living like a little gypsy out of a suitcase and sleeping in all sorts of places. From sleeping under the stars in the box of a truck, afternoon naps on a boat to an unexpected sleepover in a trunk, I was happy to reunite with my sheets and familiar bed for the first time in a couple weeks last night. I’d been dreaming up this shoot with Baby Meal ever since laying eyes on this picture and I am so excited to have brought it to life. Turns out he’s terrified of confetti but it was nothing a few treats and disco fever couldn’t cure.

On magazines and bigger dreams:
Yesterday marked the beginning of the 10 day countdown until my internship at the Edmonton Woman magazine is finished. It’s hard to believe that the same 4 months that felt so daunting back in April are now wrapping up, and I’ll have had my writing published 9 times! I hope to build up a freelance business and contribute consistently to a few different publications in the year to come. (Also- I hope to put together a coffee table book. But more about that later;)
It’s easy to get caught up in feeling like you need to get your life together when a chapter, like college, closes. I definitely don’t have it all figured out, but I’m slowly piecing together some teeny ideas on the components that will make up a happy life. I’d like to live in a small, bright, white home full of colorful and cozy blankets. I’d like to buy my groceries from a local market, and carry my lettuce home in a tote bag over my shoulder. I’d like to write and have my writing be in demand. I’d like to foster baby homeless kittens until they’re strong enough to move in with new families. I’d like to master some sort of talent.

On distance, BC and the importance of vacations:
Long distance is like a rubber band, one of us on each end. When we’re together, there’s no tension. We move freely around and see each other when we please. We don’t sweat the small stuff, we laugh about everything. But when we’re apart the rubber band is pulled tight. With each negative feeling the band pulls tighter. And tighter. And tighter. Something you’d normally laugh at makes you cry and emotions are at an all time high. Everyday stresses seem less bearable because you’re already being pulled so tightly by your relationship, by no fault of the other person. You know it gets better when the band loosens and they’re close to you again but with weeks to wait for that feeling, you start to really have to squint to see the light at the end of the tunnel. For August Long weekend Tim and I drove to Kelowna, BC for a mini vacation. It was everything we needed and a huge reminder of why we put up with long distance. We spent early mornings wake-surfing on the calm water (I finally got the hang of it!), Tim taught me how to catch fish (I screamed each time he caught one) and after spending 24 hours in a vehicle together we still couldn’t get enough. There’s a lot of sweet, good quality photos from the trip but this one is my favourite, because we were laying in the grass laughing our guts out after trying to convince a pair of hippies to let us sleep in their van.
We had no idea where we were going, and we didn’t care.

Happy Tuesday, xxo.