sincerities

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For anyone who has followed my little scribblings of thoughts here, you know I only write with the most sincere intentions, and nothing less. Those same people might have also noticed that a good majority of these sincerities come from my favorite creative world; movies.

I don't have much time to write these days, but I thought I would share my love with someone....whoever reads this, if any.

So, without further ado, my top 10 movies:

1. Holiday

2. It Happened One Night

3. Shall We Dance (1937)

4. When Harry Met Sally

5.Casablanca

6. Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium

7. The Philadelphia Story

8. Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid

9. Paris, Je Taime

10. The Maltese Falcon

Now this is an incredibly rough rendering. Truth is I probably am forgetting things, and many of these are tied because my top 10 is really more like a top 30. Now buy yourself some popcorn and enjoy.

love.

This is the story of Danny and Annie and their twenty-seven-year romance.

I can not come up with more words for you, their heartbreakingly beautiful story just is...

love

Danny & Annie from StoryCorps on Vimeo.

so fuck you all

you tried to kill the fire,

but those of us who are inspired, are inspired.

and that comes from a deeper part within that you will never understand.

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on a lighter note

this father and daughter are just too adorable/sweet/cool for school/mustached for their own good.

rush

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When the flood gates open, there is no stopping.

One emotion evokes another, till the trickle of thoughts and memories, lovers and disasters become a burst hydrant shooting to the sky with no help in site until a cute fireman comes for a new beginning.

... anytime now cute fireman, anytime now.

There is relief in knowing and accepting that maybe lost and on a mission is who you are.

I have always wanted a tattoo. Nothing that is blatant for all to see, but some sort of hidden reminder of who I am, and for those who know me more intimately, to know who it is I am. I never knew what I wanted, and now that I do I think I am one step closer to less confusion. Progress? I think so.

I saw the broadway show Next to Normal for the second time tonight.

The words, the lyrics, the music, the acting; it is all simply amazing. I have always loved a more modern musical where the music is more from passion and less from random outbursts in a library with jazz hands flying.

I can't decide whether I should be worried though that I can identify so well with the bipolar mother Alice Ripley so intensely performs. I do not have bipolar disorder, but I have had my own feets with heavy doses of medication. The numbing isolation that your brain seems to lock your heart in as you so badly try to be you but the exhaustion of trying to claw your way out of your own skin walls created by these doctors who believe that the real you is the medicated, droned out, zombie for a soul you.

Yes I would say that I understand.

Happy Fireworks!!

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where does passion go when you loose faith???

what are friends for?

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depending on.

a true friend is someone you can depend on for anything and everything

be it laughter

be it dance

be it a meal

be it acceptance

be it understanding

be it to bail you out of jail

be it to help you get into jail

be it adventure

be it even more laughter

be it your eye of truth

be it even more food

be it through sadness and through anger

(ok this is beginning to sound a little preachy)

but i think you have the idea.

Its just nice to know your out there.

Stuff No One Told Me

There are some lessons that just get over-looked in the midst of algebra and learning about colonial settlers for the fiftieth time in grade school. Illustrator Alex Noriega's blog takes all these little known truths and reminds us of their existance with his snappy illustrations.

In Between

Love this video. Love its sound. Love its story.

reminds me of me

wild things

"Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,' Holly advised him. 'That was Doc's mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can't give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That's how you'll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky."

- Truman Capote (Breakfast at Tiffany's)

dear juliet

a moment. not a second or a minute or an other duration of time, but a moment is all it takes to give your life a meaning . Now I do not mean to say without that moment, your life is worthless, but rather without that moment you have nothing connecting you to the world around you, reminding you that there is something to live for, that moment.

I can pinpoint the very second that I was happiest, most alive, and most at peace, and it was when I was in Italy. For the first time, I felt myself breathe. And in its absence, in the absence of what I think is the most beautiful place in the world, I have forgotten how.

I saw Letters to Juliet last night.

Now stay with me, I know its all romantic comedy and corny and crap (great sentence right?), but I promise you, this post is coming back around.

When I first saw the trailer back in December, I lost myself in Italy again. I became entranced with these secretaries of Juliet, and I instantly and desperately wanted in. I found a book about the thousands of letters that are written to Juliet of Verona every year, and my mom tracked down a copy, somehow (it is out of print), I then did my research and was ready to fly there this summer. I have missed breathing.

Sadly my small world got shooken up a bit (hence my lack of posts in the past few months) and my trip was put on standstill for another year. But this movie, its beautiful tuscan backdrop and witty humour melted my heart. You try to hide your let downs and move on, but watching this movie I could feel my heart smiling with every shot of the small streets and beautiful accented buildings that make up Italy. By the time the movie was over I understood that it was not my imagination, Italy really had some profound affect on me that I will never be the same for. What this means for my future I am not sure, but Italy certainly will be in it.

And as for the movie? Well lets just say that I will be seeing it again very soon. Yes it is corny and full of that romantical crap that drives realists crazy but it doesn't change the fact that it was well written, perfectly cast, and beautifully shot. The script is great in that they took the corny stuff we come to expect, and poked fun at it and took notice that it was just a little far fetched.

But hey, love makes you do crazy things no?

theres a bear! where? over there!

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You don't need to go far to have a good camping trip. Friends are all need apply.

strands of liberation

Things have not been 100% lately. And I forgot what really matters.

I forgot who it is I am, and who it is that I want to be.

Money and money matters have begun to control my life. You know that saying "Don't mix friends with money?" well trust me there is thousand year old wise man behind those words and they are not to be messed with.

I love to change up my appearance. What is hair for but to make a statement to the world anyway? Normally (when I have money) I am changing up my hair every few months whether its is a new hair style (I never get the same one twice) or a new hair color. However along with the lack of money I have also not been home in months and seen my darling hairstylist and the only living soul I trust with my hair. He is my hair guru, why he is still in NH is beyond me. 6 hrs drive is worth it when you can sit down in a chair and say "do whatever you would like" and know it will turn out fabulous either way.

Ok this is all beside the point, back to my life.

I am stuck in a GINORMOUSLY HUMONGOUSLY BIG rut.

20 minutes ago I was sitting here at my desk, working on a paper for school when I felt like visiting the blogosphere.

When this little gem of an image came up,

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I literally grabbed a pair of scissors and just started to cut.

Now now, do not worry I am not suicidal, however my hair does have bangs now. I just started to chop.

I can not begin to tell you how liberating it all felt. Every strand that fell felt like a pound being lift off my chest.

Now with my new found freedom I am truly going to begin writing again and try to claim back what little I can of my life. In a few weeks I move into my very first apartment. With a new window to look out of, I can promise you plenty of more inspired posts.

the gift of constant dancing

If you really want to understand who it is I am and where it is that I come from. You should know that I was born with the gift of knowing that life can be short.

So I choose to be passionate in everything I do.

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I have been a horrible blogger. I have neglected and hurt our relationship.

This past month has been a whirl wind of stress and excitement. I am currently attempting to work full time along with school so that I can afford to get my first apartment here in the city starting in May. I am constantly exhausted but incredibly excited knowing all that I will have in a few months.

I am actually not officially back from my blogging break, I just had to share this big news with all of you!

If you remember, Eat, Pray, Love completely uprooted my life back in August. Well now the trailer for the movie based on the much loved book has been released! I have to say it does look good, although I pictured Ketut to be generations older and skinnier and Felipe to be a slightly geek chic grayer man (although I cannot complain about staring at Javier Bardem for an hour). Tell me what you guys think!

slowing things down

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I created this blog with the intention of expressing myself and sharing all the beautiful things that I find in this crazy world. These past months have been a whirl wind of life changing moments and this little blog of mine has come to be my partner in crime.

I just received a bundle of exciting news that I will be sharing with you all as soon as it is finalized (no point in jinxing it). In the mean time, I will not have much time to post over the next few weeks. Instead of my little story tellings, I will be sharing some of my favorite things from around the web to hold over until I can make a triumphant and official return. Enjoy!!

How Genetics Work

Slash: Paper Under the Knife

Polaroids for giants

Vivienne Strauss - new obsession

Upholstered bicycles? I think so

Alexa Chung + Madewell = BRILLIANCE

Lady Gaga is George Washington.

Loss of an artist.

Why do I want these stuffed animals SO badly?

DIY: Jewelry Bust

Painted portraits inspiration

& Jocelyn's new personal blog

weekend of love & fun

Don't you just love it when things just seem to go your way? I had a marvelous weekend starting on Thursday when school was canceled thanks to all the snow we got.

Friday morning Jewls and I trekked down to Soho for The Cupcake Truck's special Benefit cosmetics promotion. All we had to do was buy a cupcake (one of the best i've ever had!) and we got a free Sugarbomb blush valued at $28!! Got to love starting off the days to an amazing deal.

At midnight Jewls turned 21 so we quickly celebrated quickly with some macaroons and singing because we had to get back to Soho to paint the street. Newmindspace gathered people together to meet at 2am to paint the streets with hearts. We were split into groups of 2 and each given a block to decorate. Jewls and I got to decorate Madewell & Topshop's stoops which meant much time wasted window shopping. It was incredibly fun minus the bitter cold weather.

Saturday morning all the girls got together to officially celebrate Jewl's birthday with brunch and then seeing Valentines Day (I will elaborate more on the movie later).

Valentines Day itself wasn't anything special, just a day in with old friends Bogie, Hepburn, Grant and plenty of Hitchcock (for the anti valentine in me).

Jewls put together this video in celebration of her birthday.

plenty of love & fun

let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

I was out of the country for the last NYC blizzard, but it certainly looks like I missed out on a lot. This impromptu snowball fight took place right in the center of Times Square and photographer Doug Kim was there to capture all the fun. It is moments like these that make me fall farther and deeper in love with this little hometown of mine.

When I Put Your Collar Up

As always, completely in love with Sophie Blackall's illustrations that accompany Missed Connections. There is something about this one that is making me swoon though.