PHOTO AN HOUR

Burst of morning sunlight after a terrible rainy streak. 

 Morning rituals.

 Morning rituals part II.

 Post coming soon on our new favorite coffee place (no, not Caffe Nero you nerd).

 Brain food.

 Brain suck.

 Things got manic.

 So we rewarded ourselves. 

This is how most nights have been ending, recently.

JANE AUSTEN'S HOUSE MUSEUM

Woop woop, bucket list. This actually ended up being a horrible no good very bad day, but this was a lil shining light before the shitstorm. 

OH COMELY MAGAZINE

I'm writing this during the times I have to pause and wait for the latest episode of Girls to load while eating a Chocolate Frog, which I'll admit is not ideal. But I've had this post rolling around in my head for a while so I thought I'd get it out while I was thinking about it.

Oh Comely is one of those things that I haven't quite figured out what I'm going to do about when I go back. It's probably my favorite magazine, and even here it's hard to find. I discovered it how I discover most things: on Tumblr, wasting my life and potential. But this magazine is one of those few things that gives me faith in print media again. The writing is thoughtful, a mix of stories, interviews, features, and pictures. The models are real and untouched, and you can tell that the staff had fun writing it.

I've always read it on long train trips because the only place I've found it is at the WH Smith at the Exeter train station. The first time, I was on my own, the second time, I read bits aloud to friends as we thundered towards London. It's just pleasant. It makes me happy.

Okay, Girls is probably ready now. Back to the Chocolate Frog.

ps. this blog is kinda slow now, but big things are coming soon, just you wait (because I can't).

FROM A SMALL ISLAND // 6

THE BREAKFAST CLUB

Abby, Carolyn, and I have worked out our hypothetical life in London. Abby works at the Charles Dickens Museum, I work at Persephone Books, and Carolyn works here, at The Breakfast Club.

PERSEPHONE BOOKS

 

There are a few things that I've just had innate gut feelings about in a really obnoxious wont-stop-talking-about-it way (example), and after stumbling upon their website, Persephone Books was one of them.

I recognized the books immediately from my mother's bookshelf back at home, and once I learned what they were about, I couldn't imagine why I hadn't been obsessed with them before (it's more likely that my mom told me about all this but I did the yeah-uh huh-cool thing and didn't process any of it....xoxo mom). A more detailed look into Persephone Books can be found here, but the gist of it is they take under appreciated women authors from the past and re/publish them so they can get the attention they deserve.

Look below to see what I got! Yaaaaaaay for recklessly spending my stipend.

AN ODE TO LAS IGUANAS

 

I asked Abby and Carolyn to give me some quotes about our favorite restaurant, Las Iguanas:

• "satisfied"
• "uplifted"
• "wholesome"
• "not a place to go when horribly hungover"
• "enchanting"
• "perfectly spiced"
• "hot sauce available but not necessary"
• now they're talking about art projects wtf you guyssss

There's an acrostic poem in there somewhere, but for now let's just look at pretty pictures.