Hi!

I'm Whitney. Welcome to my little slice of the Internet, where I talk about life in Seattle and our travels beyond it. I have a handsome husbro I may have met outside of a bar, two crazy felines, and two kiddos, too. It’s a lot, so I’m not always spending as much time here as I’d like. Do you like reality TV, sampling all the products, and pickled veggies? Same! 

I'm so glad  you're here. 

Whission Impossible

I've realized I'm not the easiest to photograph. I'm VERY stiff and awkward. And that's one of the big goals of this blog, really. I'm lucky that I have people willing to deal with me as I learn my angles and how to loosen up (*cough* booze...jk).

I remember watching my dad get photographed by our fave, Andria, and how amazingly poised he was. Unashamed. Uninhibited. Self-possessed. Not awkward. He owned his body completely, even when it had been taken over by cancer. In spite of his disease, he werked it. He stared right into Andria's lens and he smized.


His daughter, on the other hand, isn't nearly as confident. Not in front of the camera, anyway. Just ask Carol and she'll tell you: "I always said to Whitney she'd regret not letting us take her picture. We have years - years - without pictures. Huh, Whitney? Tell them." I don't know what it is. I'll go through phases of being a total ham and then crawling back into my shell. I guess it's that predominantly introverted part of me that wants to hide away and not have to look at a screen showing awkward facial expressions and weird angles.

So, I'm working on it. It was POURING the other day when we wanted to photograph this outfit. Raz was a great sport and acted as my paparazzi/creative director, putting me in front of cool backdrops and trying to figure out how to make me feel comfortable. I was really excited about this outfit because it involved my fave new things: A grey PNW tee (don't you love it, mom?), distressed skinnies, FIERCE booties, a Gossip Girl umbrella and the only utility jacket I've ever owned (animal print, obvs).

It's actually pretty perfect that it was raining so hard. The shirt does say "PNW, this is my home," after all. Every day I'm awed by my surroundings, rain or nil. I love the green, the water, the smells. I met my man here, built a life here, made a career here. My family is nearby and I was reared 60 miles south of where I live now. The PNW is me and I am it.

Raz and I are pretty obsessed with this pic. I actually look comfortable!

Creepy stare. I'm kind of into it, though.

Bootie, bootie, bootayyyy.



I appreciate your patience and support while I find my groove. Thanks for being here, and for supporting my shopping habit. 

Jacket: H&M [old, similar]
Tee: Fernweh Clothing [I'm wearing a medium - wanted baggy]
Jeans: Hudson via Nordstrom Rack [similar]
Booties: NYLA via Nordstrom Rack [obsessed with these]
Shades: Cole Haan via Nordstrom Rack [similar]
Gossip Girl Umbrella: Random boutique by Pike Place [similar]

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These Boots

Watching Raz Cook: Scallops and Sprouts (with Bacon!)