Pretty Little Boxes
If you
follow me on Instagram, you may have noticed I've been crisscrossing the country the past two weeks. I'm feeling feisty so I'm going to make you go to my Instagram page if you want to see the captions for all these pics [insert sinister little devil emoji here, muahaha], but it's been a lot of fun discovering the country, especially when I get to take Raz with me.
What I will say, though, is I took Raz to Utah because I became obsessed with it after opening a Nordstrom Rack there in November. Now he's almost as into Park City as I am. Those mountain houses, tho!
IMMEDIATELY AFTER getting home, I jetted off to NYC for six days of work and play. I spent a lot of time alone, which in a city like New York is extra crazy because you can so easily get swallowed up in the masses. I found myself feeling lonely and liberated all at once.
What I will say, though, is I took Raz to Utah because I became obsessed with it after opening a Nordstrom Rack there in November. Now he's almost as into Park City as I am. Those mountain houses, tho!
IMMEDIATELY AFTER getting home, I jetted off to NYC for six days of work and play. I spent a lot of time alone, which in a city like New York is extra crazy because you can so easily get swallowed up in the masses. I found myself feeling lonely and liberated all at once.
On Saturday, my high school BFF, Brittanie, came down from Baltimore and explored Brooklyn with me. At a lookout point in Brooklyn Heights (would totally live there if I ever thought I could survive on the East Coast, #realtalk), we had this awesome sight. As two girls who lost our dads three weeks apart, it really felt like they were there with us. In a city so big and scary for two former Idahoans, it was amazingly comforting.
My dad's birthday is this weekend. This year will be my second celebrating it without him. That feels really weird. Look for more feelings in a dedicated post on Saturday.
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