This song.

I will never not love it.

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Per Instagram


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Normal Day

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Dope

Being a Woman is Dope

Spring time serves many a purpose.  For example: It brings me JOY!  And it also reminds me that being a lady is pretty lovely, especially in the digs department.  Even though my winter wardrobe is pointedly “dude” inspired (what can I say, I love a leather jacket, a beanie, and no shower),  there’s no denying that uniquely feminine thrill that comes from throwing on the season’s first sundress.  It’s, dare I say… preeetty dope.

 

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Saturdaze

Today was Collective Coffee, scrolling through Pinterest on my handy new iPad (inherited), mom status yoga pants, Fantastic Mr. Fox, pup snuggling, an entirely unimpressive aerobic set, and not much else besides.

I didn’t hate it.

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Every Heartbeat Organized

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Play this song loudly, okay?

{pictures via pinterest}

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It’s Alright Now

Watching this…

The Rolling Stones  Crossfire Hurricane

Re-imagining this…

Canadian Tuxedo 2.0

Nodding my head to this…

“I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.”

- Anais Nin

And feeling just as tired as I look…

Viva la Fridays. Amen.
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The Only Tenn I See

Dear Reader,

One of the reasons that tumbleweeds have been scooting along the blog is that (yay!) I’m in Nashville!  The other reason being that (boo!), my computer has been possessed by Satan.

Coming back to Nashville always feels like coming home. And yet, with the little life I’m making for myself in Charleston, I’ll be happy to mosey on back on Monday night.  And this.. you know… brings me joy and makes me feel like I’m doing pretty okay with this whole life thing.

I hope that you find yourself happy where you are, even if you’re in between where you’ve been and where you’re going.

The Opposite of Howdy,

Haley

 

 

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The Love that Let Us Share Our Name*

*even though my last name’s different. minor detail.

My mom and dad had so much fun sifting through old pictures this past weekend, and they made sure that all four of their children received a play by play of every minute.  My phone was blown up by texts and emails of sweet memories from my childhood.  I loved it, and I loved how much my parents loved it.  The above is a small patch from the onslaught.

In other news: Isn’t my mom a total betty, y’all??

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Overdrawn // White Sea

girl crush alert.

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