Gallavanting.

My london partner in crime is back for a week. In short that equals more museums than a brain can process and more food than a stomach can handle, with extravagant drinks thrown into that mix.

Have to love the internet, pt. II.

Tait makes cookies, and i get to see.

Home and the Other Home.

Going home means something else when you've been unreachable by anything but boat or plane for multiple months. There's always been traditions upon coming home from school that have mostly involved cooking and baking and fires and movies, but this time it means more. Schedules become necessary as you try to fit in all of the things you want to do that you miss, seeing each friend you've made promises to, having lunches with old professors and bosses. But really, it all comes together without a plan, without scheduling, and everyone appears around an impromptu meal that you cook with bottles of wine being passed around all night and stories being told.

Famous Friends.

It's always crazy to see people you're friends with come up in the blog circuit that you read. It's like a little gift to begin your day as you're catching up on all of the latest blog news. This morning i was greeted on two separate occasions by this on two very different blogs. One fashion, one music. It will never get old. (Photo by Peter Lippmann & Kasabian video)