Monday Morning Madness: Happy Labor Day, Loves

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Hi lovelies, happy labor day! Hope you’re relaxing and enjoying some of the last sunny days we have before fall arrives! Me, on the other hand, well, I’m terribly sick with some sort of icky allergy ordeal and that’s pretty much been my weekend and Labor day.  Although, the picture above was from the beginning of last week when I was still okay and all was clearly sunny and bright.  I did get to enjoy my first pumpkin latte yesterday that my sweet boyfriend brought to me as an offering of ‘get well soon.’ Such a love he is. Anyhow, the rest of my week will literally be packing up my entire apartment to move out next week (procrastinating at my finest.) My living quarter is in shambles and I’m, of course, an anxiety-ridden old lady at the moment, but I’m sure all will settle down once everything becomes..well, settled down. Oh, sweet, sweet, life.  I am, however, very excited to show you guys the shambles (ha) I’m moving into and share how I’m turning the place around with a little pinterest inspiration and my love of all things decorating. It’ll hopefully end up being a soothing process, so we’ll see. I’ll keep you guys updated! Oh, and did you read my little number about sex everyday for a year?! That was a pretty interesting-while enlightening- article to think on. Have a lovely rest of your Labor Day dears, talk soon!

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 With grace and good vibes to you, Laura xo

In My Cup: Weekend Style and Sorts.

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{the best iced latte I have ever had at the 7th Street Farmer’s Market, with Vanilla Bean-infused sugar}

Hm, for the most part life as of late has been pretty busy with here and there, and a lot of craziness in-between. I was stoked about moving somewhere new for the past month, and then like most things, my plans went into a hectic downpour and I decided to stay in my current apartment. In which, yet again, I should know my luck because I waited until the itsy bitsy last minute (as any person of my nature would, life is unpredictable, random invites to Paris could always be hovering around the corner, right?) and someone grabbed my lovely apartment right from beneath me. So now I’m something like a nomad, per usual. Oh, the loveliness of life. Anyhow, after about 3 hours of complete spazz mode seeing I had nine days to figure out a new place to call my habitat, I opted for a bottle of wine. I thought it was a great idea. It must have been actually, because the next day I was notified the heaven-sent angel said he was in ‘no hurry’ to move in (it’s like, where are you going to live you mysterious man? Are you just drifting along, or did you just finish ‘Eat, Pray, Love’ and get all lovely and thankful on me?) so I said karma would grace him any day now, like any normal person would respond. He is giving another 2 months for me to wait until the last minute. What a lovely, indeed.

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{I had to include a quote, you can’t reference ‘Eat, Pray, Love’, without a quote. It’s impossible}

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 {my first choice for stress-management, naturally}

So with the two months in hand, I’m still all over the place as the where I want to move. I could just stay in Charlotte for another year to get a bit more steady, but then my whole ‘Life is short, Laura White, what the hell are you doing?’ voice blows me away like some god-like conscious. Stating the above when I least expect it, like while I’m making coffee, or while I’m in the shower, making pancakes, watching a move, driving, etc. I’m actually kind of a hazard at this moment in my life, please consider this a warning if you see me driving past you…god-like voices from our conscious do not discriminate while driving, apparently.

However, aside from my craziness, as always. I hope your Saturday is lazy and full of summertime randoms. Here are some things/inspirations in my cup lately…

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 {speaking of infusing sugar, I’m thinking of giving this classic idea a healthy twist by infusing my coconut sugar with vanilla beans instead}

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{obvious self portrait moments, that we’re all guilty of, when I realize I’m always ready for it to be Fall/dark color schemes}

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{what I’ll be painting tomorrow, because who can resist gold painted honey bears as vases? Obviously, like, no one. A Beautiful Mess, always has such addicting ideas}

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 {Sex on a first date? My advice, from a gypsy fairy perspective (you’ll know what I mean, ladies, in my best ‘Samantha’ voice), of course}

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 {Refinery29 nails switching to natural makeup-three-part ‘need to knows’ + these Free People slips are so pretty}

sweetlyrawbananadonuts.

{healthy mini-banana donuts, they do exist! Vegan & gluten-free, plus how cute are they?}

Well Hello Beautiful, Again.

Okay, so, you know when you visit a blog and you’re like,

“Hey, you know, I think I’ll visit this blog again!”…and…3 weeks later (after constant check-ups to see if anything new is posted) you’re just all, “Well this person must have fallen off a cliff.” Yea…

that’s been me in all aspects of my life lately, my lovely readers, and quite obviously on my blog. My “WTF?!” moments have been rather…frequent.

Funny thing is I HATE when that happens to a blog I end up liking (I’ll say this in hopes you just have fallen utterly in love with this lovely space) 😉 . It’s just a big tease, a let down, a blind date gone horribly astray- where he smiles and you realize he’s wearing braces, and in the haze of his mouth moving, starts talking about his pet cat named “George” that he put socks on in the winter to keep him warm. Ironically enough, of course, I said when I started this blog that I wouldn’t post religiously and then out of the blue sky leave everything in some blue mist with no sign as to where I went.

Oh, but that’s la vie I must remind myself. We tend to go missing at times, certainly this girl. Bless my heart (in my best southern dialect).

Anyhow, with MIA sessions, I suppose there are things to chatter about. For one, my matter of living establishments in Charlotte, NC have taken a drastic turn in the past few weeks. I think there is a certain sugary, charming, glaze over this city (and is a dear, dear, place to me in some aspects), but it’s just not what I’m looking for at this point.

I have officially deemed that I can only accept my living quarters in two very specific ways; 1. Concrete jungle, where there are glorious amounts of rhythm and vibes of untouchably, touchable, glamour- with great big sides of absolute craziness; 2. Leafy mountains with mellow vibes and tiny coffee shops filled with humbling people who read things like witches almanacs or completely content talking about their astrology signs or true karma for six hours. I completely intend on being in one of those places in some certainly soon future.

Tell me I’m not alone in this want as of late? I hate when places become stale and I’m addicted to change. Loving where you live is quite a big appeal to me. Any cool places you lovelies think would be worth a moment of my life? 🙂 I hope everyone has been doing wonderful! Update me on your lives!

xoxo, Laura.

Monday Morning Madness: Happy Labor Day + Living in Charlotte During the DNC.

First Off; Happy Labor Day Lovies!

So lately, ladies and gents, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. Big dreams, big jobs, and lots of juggling are usually involved in our twenty-something-aged life this era. Times where we looked to others to tell us what we are supposed to be doing has long past. I have to think with this economy, the stereotypical go to college, get a job, find the love of your life, buy a house, ‘yadda yadda yadda-speal’ doesn’t give us a routed course anymore.  Our generation seems to be very vivid, and in a way, I think it fits to say we aren’t scared of swerving from the routed course.

Given this, I’ve definitely been a bit lazy about posting as of late. For one, if you guys aren’t aware, I live in Charlotte, NC as of the moment and this week as some of you may know, is kind of a big deal. The Democratic National Convention is being hosted mere blocks from where I live so I’m pretty stoked about the whole ordeal and trying to make my way through the crowds of what is hopefully going to be very inspirational and eye-opening. I’ve made my whole morning out of trying to get a seat for the President’s nomination-acceptance Speech, all in hopes good Karma will come in handy with the feat.

When I first went off to college in 2007 at Pace University, I remember for my birthday (October 2) all I wanted was to go and see Barack Obama speak in Washington Square Park. At the time, I was a political-craze and loved everything about the whole process and deemed my major would definitely be either Political Science or International Relations; Changing the world seemed so viable and alive in those lovely years. So, a couple of us skipped class for the day and rounded ourselves up, hopped on a train, and set off to see what would become, a mere year later, the new US president. It was a high to be apart of something that was so big, and since that one time, I’ve always been avid in catching glimpses of history.

Perhaps I’ll even blame my lack of posting on being politically active and aware. Although that may, or may not, be true. Still, it sounds kind of Jackie Kennedy-ish, right?

Aside from the political-chaos, I’m also thinking of moving back to NYC and I’m so ready to get back that recently a lot of time has been consumed in planning (and thinking, and contemplating, and spazzing about life, etc.,etc.,etc.) the move back (hopefully). That means cortisol production from the adrenaline of trying to plan another move is already taking a toll. Money-saving and internship/job searching has definitely been on my big-girl list of things to do as of late.

Pretty much, there has just been a lot going on in my mind and around me. Which is not always bad, it’s almost kind of like critical thinking, but completely by environment, that in itself is pretty cool to me. So I’m deeming this week ‘Environmental-Critical-Thinking Week’, in that, I intend to keep my guard down with the whole DNC ordeal…take it all in; Let all of the debate, craziness, and action around me, truly inspire me. Try to become a little more pro-active by definition, if only for my generation, because I think times are a little tough for all of us right now, and we could use more of the word ‘pro’ and ‘active’. I’m a big believer in ‘everything happens for a reason’ and I came across the quote above the other day, which pretty must instills what I’ve been running around in circles over this whole post. Put yourself around what it is you want to be; It’s the only way that you will become just that.

Cheers to looking dashing in (Red) White (and Blue)/soaking up the last of summer/Being Pro-Active, all in spirit for a lovely Labor Day darlings! Til’ again…