feast or famine

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feast

 

sometimes i think i live life in extremes. it’s either crickets, or everything all at once. and right now, it’s the latter. sometimes, in fact, i feel a little like the morton’s salt girl, standing beneath a big navy umbrella just trying to weather the storm.

except in this particular season, it’s the good kind of storm.

so despite wanting to hit the pause button on the chaos that will be the remainder of july, i have no grounds for complaint. the little colored dots representing dinners, and appointments, showers, and parties, weddings, and yes, even dates (!) are gifts. reminders that my life is full of exciting events and experiences; filled with some of my favorite people, places, and things. it is the culmination of celebrating new beginnings in my friends and families’ lives, while also starting a new chapters of my own. it is a time of feasting. a time to sit at the table of life and partake in every last morsel.

so bear with me as i make it through these next six weeks. between learning choreography, navigating the aisles of williams and sonoma, and racking up a few more frequent flyer miles on southwest, i might be remiss in posting a daily outfit or five.

the best thing about a busy season though?

plenty of stories to eventually share with y’all.

so here’s to making memories and making it out of august alive.

image via apartment therapy

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