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Eat Your Heart Out, June Cleaver

(Sometimes little afternoons just write themselves into brightly-colored pleasing blog posts. This is one of those afternoons, and of course, it’s a SHAMELESS PHOTO POST!)

Honestly, in life, I think all it really takes is a little commitment to character and a smidge of red lipstick to make everything grand. So, when my lovely girlfriends and I decided to devote an afternoon to making pies, we couldn’t leave any details to make the event perfect out.

1950s Housewife attire? Check.

Vinyl records and sweet tea in fancy glasses? Check.

Apple cinnamon, key lime, cherry and pecan? Check.

Baking in heels? A nearly-almost check.

One delicious day? Most definite check.

(this is Taylor, diva and apple-slicer extraordinaire!)

(please note the heart. AW!)

(this is Kate, aka the greatest pie-making-teacher evs! she worked in a bakery, so these pies are legendary already.)

Serious question, internet–is there anything greater and more loving on this earth than pie? I could ramble on about how much a good crust is a gift from God or how on a perfect pie, each bite is like giving your mouth a warm just-what-I-needed-hug, but I’ll suffice it to say that if you don’t love pie, you’ve been doing it wrong.

Mourn the loss of a great tv show by watching Pushing Daisies and crave a slice of heaven.

Call up your grandmother and ask for a great recipe.

Or you know, if you play your cards right, time travel on back to 1955 and these fabulous housewives will make you one! Just, please…don’t call us desperate.


(Preface: Sometimes I have white girl problems, or problems that don’t really matter and are silly and not life-threatening in the slightest. Also, someone on twitter has this field covered completely. If you need to learn more- click here. Genius.)

Ultimate White Girl Problem of my life: I don’t know why I don’t already have a professional photographer following me and my friends around paparazzi-style and documenting our everyday existence!

Seriously, there are so many moments that, I think, when captured on film, might just change the world.

Well that, and I’m a little selfish and I like looking at my friends and having cool vintage-y deeply focused shots of every little thing I do. I blame this visual now-generation I was born into. I also blame you, blogosphere. I mean, really, there’s so many blogs that exist simply to put richly-colored 3x5s out there for the viewing public to admire.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, this little blog will never be that way. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE photos and try to take as many as I can, but I’m no professional. I adore photoblogs and google image search obsessively, but when it comes down to it, I am most often a woman of words. That, and I’m a college student, so expensive cameras evade me. However, I will try my darndest to mix both mediums! Collaboration is key.

Anyway, this dream of being followed by multiple Canon EOS 5D Mark IIs (she’s a beauty) and getting every little stoplight reaction, walk to and from class, fill up at the gas station, dollar store run, high five, nap, and all the rest captured in high definition is still a work in progress. For now, a photo booth at our good friends’ wedding a few weeks ago will have to do the trick in capturing just a little snippet into the life I feel beyond blessed to have.

Thanks, Central Texas J-Booth! And psst…wanna start following us around? Just thought I’d ask.

Snow Is A Big Deal

It’s been a little while, and though it may seem like a cop-out, I’m going to tell you why I haven’t written in a while. Brace yourself, internet. You ready?

I didn’t update recently because…



It snowed (in case you didn’t hear) and we lost internet and a small piece of our minds, probably, but it was wonderful!

Tangent: in relationships of every kind, I’m always afraid I’m going to come on too strong. I’m afraid I’m going to send too many picture messages and make too many big deals out of everything. I’m nervous that I’m going to scare off anyone new in my life with my excitement levels and my wanting-togetherness-to-happen-instantly-and-never-end. But that’s why I like when things actually ARE a big deal! Snow is a big deal! Sure, people get it all the time elsewhere but we’re in Texas. But when snow happens here, classes are cancelled, no one knows how to drive and so everyone gets trapped inside, which in my case means one big sleepover with my best friends in a blanket fort.

And here’s the thing– every last ounce of excitement can be used up on this snowday because it rarely happens. It’s worth the jumping up and down and yelling and being overly excited! So, the solution to feeling like I come on too strong is just to make every single day a once-in-a-lifetime (or at least once-in-a-semester) ordeal. As of now, I’m working on it.

And speaking of once-in-a-lifetime,

my lovely and talented roommate, bandmate and best friend Christie (the one in the middle of that little circle-of-lovin’) turned 21 years young yesterday! She is musically grand, infectiously wonderful and delightful in every sense of the word- not to mention a fantastic writer, so stop by her blog and tumblr and wish her the happiest of drinking-legality and belated birthdays!

Capital Playin’

Two things- I think my generation (and this includes me!) has the idea that whoever has the craziest friday-night-plans-photos wins a prize and that whoever discovers something brand new and exciting to do wins a second less-flashy prize.

So, in fact, would it be contradictory for me to include photos of my weekend excursions? Am I giving in to this competition? Is that destroying my image? Am I supposed to be above it all?

All I’m saying is if you’re stuck and out of ideas of what to do on a cold evening, pack yourself a frisbee and play on the lawn of the Capital building at midnight.

Works like a charm.

And you never know, you might meet a few Santas who will put you in the ever-infectious Christmas Spirit! (Even if these Santas smell like Creme de Menthe and Beef n’ Cheese.)

Happy early Christmas, internet! I hope you get everything you ask for this year.


Officially Decembrrrr

Dear Christmas Carnival,

You were wonderful, as usual. Thanks for the cotton candy and sights and sounds. And you know, this coulda been a great holiday roommate picture, but the baby goat distracted me.



Hipster Harry & Hedwig suggest you go see Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows! ASAP!


October 31st.

There may be candy, parties with themes, spooky moments and the recurring thought of oh-hey-i-thought-that-was-lingere-but-i-guess-it’s-a-costume, but to me, Halloween forever means camping!

Freshman year my friends and I had the idea to face the wilderness on this holiday. I can say now it remains one of our best ideas to date.

The ingredients are simple:

One tent,

smores galore,

campfire stories,

new friends,

& old friends.

This year we added a special ingredient- SPARKLERS!

Three years of college and the tradition still stands.

Happy Hallocamp from this lion to you!