Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Sponsor Love: Surfdome.

 

A few weeks ago I was contacted by Surfdomea fashion lifestyle retailer based in London. I was ecstatic that I was offered a chance to review one of the bags from their vast collection. I was immediately smitten with this cheeky red 'Mi-Pac' backpack, and was equally smitten when I received it in the mail only a few days later! 

It's the perfect size for day trips and have already used it heaps while exploring Munich and on my trip to Nuremburg. It has many compartments to keep your keys and chapstick organized from your map and books, making finding your ticket to stamp for the train effortless. Because if there is one thing I have learned about the key to having a stress-free trip, it's keeping organized. Trust me. ;)

To see more rad bags and hundreds of other chic apparel items, check out Surfdome.
Thanks Surfdome! 
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"Even under the best of circumstances, there’s just something so damn tragic about growing up." - Jonathan Tropper
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Saturday, September 21, 2013

A day in Nürnberg.

[9/19/2013]

I was kindly invited by some dear family friends to visit their beloved home of Nürnberg. (Known in English as Nuremberg.)

It is such a beautiful town that is bursting from its seams with history. I swear if its remaining city walls could talk, it'd have a million tales to tell. From its days as the 'unofficial Holy Roman Empire' to the infamous Nuremberg Trials, it's a city that has had its share of triumphs and travesties.

Walking around you feel as though it'd be no surprise to see a knight ride passed on his horse, or to see a something reminiscent of a town scene from Beauty and the Beast. (Yes, that was in France, but the town gives off a certain vibe one can't help but see the comparison.)

It also reminded me a lot of the town Rothenburg, which I was lucky enough to visit back in July of 2011.

Oh Germany, I can't help but adore you and every new treasure you share with me. I am going to miss you!
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Monday, September 16, 2013

{Quote of the Week.}

“Things didn’t work out because, well, greater things were in the works. It’s so difficult while we’re blind and hurting and don’t know which way is up. But, if you have faith in anything, have faith in the fact that the universe has a beautiful way of straightening things out far better than we ever could. You may not see it today or tomorrow, but you will look back in a few years and be absolutely perplexed and awed by how every little thing added up and brought you somewhere wonderful– or where you always wanted to be. You will be grateful that things didn’t work out the way you once wanted them to.” -What Happens After What Was “Supposed To Be”  


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Thursday, September 12, 2013

Moving onward and upward.

Munich. 9/10/2013

The past three months have been filled with lesson after lesson. I have become quite good at embracing disappointments (even the ones that devastate) and I'm beyond proud of how I have, in a way, gotten my Munich back. I have cooked nearly everyday and have run around Munich by myself and have felt apart of it. Had I not come back I fear I would have had a bitter view of Munich, only because of the way things were left when I left at the end of April.

I found an apartment all on my own (which is a feat in Munich) and managed to find (even more) friends I know I will cherish a lifetime.

Most notably, I have come back from a blow from which I was convinced I would never recover. (That makes that no.2 for 2013...)

But I have, and still am, recovering. Setting my pride aside is one of the biggest challenges I have faced. I white-knuckled giving that puppy up. I wrestled and wrangled and finally admitted defeat.

Some of my dreams have been delayed... they have shifted in shape. I am coming to terms with this revelation.

In the meantime, I will be heading back to the States at the end of this month. I am soaking up the last days of SingStar with my roommates and savoring the Bavarian way of life. After all, I've been here a year as of September 17 (minus two months back home).

My big brother and his wife will visit for a week so that I can share with them the beauty of this place that I will forever consider a home away from home.

Oh this life thing, it's all about growing and acceptance. Of this I am sure.

(Also, I had a job interview for a job back in Kansas City! Fingers crossed!)





I want to get more comfortable being uncomfortable. I want to get more confident being uncertain. I don’t want to shrink back just because something isn’t easy. I want to push back, and make more room in the area between I can’t and I can.  Kristin Armstrong

I am learning every day to allow the space between where I am and where I want to be to inspire me and not terrify me. — Tracee Ellis Ross


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Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Remembering September 11th, 2001.


We remember.
We will always remember.

God Bless America.
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Monday, September 9, 2013

Munich happenings. || Part two.

 [Munich. September 9, 2013.]

1. I get giddy (nerd-alert) having my main stop named after Johann Wolfgang von Goethe... having been a German Literature major and all. // 2. I can't resist a dusty bookstores that have entire sections dedicated to Bavarian royal history. // 3. Rooftop gardens are surprisingly common around Munich. I was lucky enough to have drinks at the bar atop one of the University's buildings. // 4. I love the patterns spotted around the city. I wish I knew more  about architecture (read: anything besides the knowledge I acquired in 10th grade Interior Designs class...). // 5. Oktoberfest is right around the corner and it's all about finding the perfect Dirndl. I finally found "the one" and let me tell ya, it was an experience to say the least. More about that soon. ;)  // 6. The Sendlinger Tor + a sign for the lingerie boutique right outside the gates (that's been in business since 1885).

Part I. here.




“Nothing can be compared to the new life that the discovery of another country provides for a thoughtful person. Although I am still the same I believe to have changed to the bones.” - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Italian Journey

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Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Three questions.



three questions | by Caitlyn Siehl

My mother tells me
that when I meet someone I like,
I have to ask them three questions:

1. what are you afraid of?
2. do you like dogs?
3. what do you do when it rains?

of those three, she says the first one is the most important.
“They gotta be scared of something, baby. Everybody is. If they aren’t afraid of anything, then they don’t believe in anything, either.”

I met you on a Sunday, right
after church.
one look and my heart fell into
my stomach like a trap door.

on our second date,
I asked you what you were afraid of.
“spiders, mostly. being alone. little children, like, the ones who just learned how to push a kid over on the playground. oh and space. holy shit, space.”
I asked you if you liked dogs.
“I have three.”
I asked you what you do when it rains.
“sleep, mostly. sometimes I sit at the window and watch the rain droplets race. I make a shelter out of plastic in my backyard for all the stray animals; leave them food and a place to sleep.”

he smiled like he knew.
like his mom told him the same
thing.
“how about you?”

me?
I’m scared of everything.
of the hole in the o-zone layer,
of the lady next door who never
smiles at her dog,
and especially of all the secrets
the government must be breaking
it’s back trying to keep from us.
I love dogs so much, you have no idea.
I sleep when it rains.
I want to tell everyone I love them.
I want to find every stray animal and bring them home.
I want to wake up in your hair
and make you shitty coffee
and kiss your neck
and draw silly stick figures of us.
I never want to ask anyone else
these questions
ever again.
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Tuesday, September 3, 2013

A simple stretch of sidewalk in Munich.


There's a stretch of street that I walk daily to get to the U-Bahn or the grocery store or what have you, and it's this stretch of street, right at this certain jut in the sidewalk, where ideas for blog posts always pop into my head. Maybe it's coincidence, maybe it's fate...or maybe, just maybe, there's something special about this spot that does that to people.

I like to think the latter. I like to think that one day, long ago, someone was walking that exact route, and stepped on that exact spot, and the realized something life changing: like a secret ingredient for spaghetti sauce that made them millions; or perhaps that they should take up painting and now have works in museums all over the world; or they realized they were in love and, in that moment, decided they must tell the person whom they loved. It's a silly, romanticized notion, this idea that a sidewalk could have the memories of the past imprinted onto it forever, imparting inspiration to all those who walk it. But who are we to be sure it's not possible?

I will take a photo of the spot. Someday.

You see, I am not so good with cameras and upon getting mine out last week someone asked if I had ever heard of smartphones or newer cameras and I got upset because I did have an iPhone, and because I can't afford anything better than this camera and I can't afford to replace my beloved iPhone (r.i.p.).

Naturally--as it so often goes with anxiety and obsessing--I thought about how terrible it is that I can't properly document these moments, this amazing city and how I haven't Instagrammed in a month or so and how people probably roll their eyes when they see my shabby photos.

In order to put these thoughts to rest, as best one can when battling an OCD-riddled mind, I decided I will try and get my camera out a little more often to practice, and I will remind myself that this is my life.

I don't have to prove it to anyone with photos or the like.

Plus, photography was not the gift I was blessed with.
I have my words.


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food for thought:


We can’t jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean, because there’s no service on the beach and adventures aren’t real unless they’re on Instagram. Technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we’re helping destroy it every time we Google, check-in, and hashtag.
— 
Jeremy Glass, We Can’t Get Lost Anymore
I hope you are all both understanding yet skeptical of this quote.  There is both good and bad that comes of social media, but you must decide what extent of sharing feels right for you and what brings you true happiness.  I must confess that I hope your phone does not dictate your life.  I hope that when you are out exploring and when you are out with friends, it stays in your pocket.  Just remember that the best moments can’t be captured by a status update, and that no one knowing about your most amazing experiences does not invalidate such moments.

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Monday, September 2, 2013

Stay gone.


GO. AND STAY GONE. 
writers vineyard:
Go. Stay gone. There’s nothing for you here, but the sack of bones in your closet that you’re starting to feel like you miss. Go before it recollects itself and sits placidly as dead weight on your shoulders.  
This is not like that one time he got home too late and you made him sleep on the pull-out couch, only to crawl in next to him because teaching him a lesson wasn’t worth sleeping alone. This is not like the one time your best friend blew you off, only to call you up drunk for a ride home hours later, and despite it all, you go to pick her up, because you reasoned anger was better than grief. You’d prefer not to see her on the news, dead the next morning from drunk driving. 
This is for all the times he’s been home late, and you were too tired to stay up for him. This is for the moment you realized sleeping alone made no difference. This is for all the times she waited until she needed something to call you. For all the times she didn’t call. 
It’s been a cycle. You’ve been driving around the rotary, too afraid you’ll take the wrong exit, but while you’re second guessing yourself, your tank is down to its last drop of gas, and soon you’ll be stranded, waiting for a tow truck to get you where you could’ve gotten yourself if you hadn’t been so chicken. 
Just go with the flow [of traffic], and it will all work out, if only you’d let it. Don’t hold yourself up. 
You left, so finish it up and stay gone.

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Ain't that the truth? Mhmm...
(...and exactly what I need to do.)
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{Quote of the Week.}

“Live the life you’d be envious of if you saw someone else living it. This is my personal mantra. Whenever I’m going through a difficult time, like a breakup, and I’m wishing to be the person who could get over it and move on, I tell myself to be that person. Instead of waiting to be inspired by someone else and being jealous that they’re living a life I wish I had, I tell myself not to wait for that moment and to start being the person I want to be. If you wish you were the woman who went for that big promotion, learned a second language, dumped that guy who cheated on you, then just be that person. Think, if I have the energy to wish for it, I have the energy to do it.” Olivia Munn 

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