This @DVF coral number is quite possibly the chicest dress for any summer soiree
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Melancholy Marriage Thoughts
Let me be frank with you, I’m all about friendships. Once you enter my inner circle, you’re not getting out. I love you. I love you the way people love their religious idols, I think. I know this because no matter how much I pray about it I sometimes think I love my best girlfriends more than Jesus.
Its the reason Carrie Bradshaw is a bit of a fixation for me. She got it. (Or at least the people that wrote Carrie got it.) Carrie may be on the search for love but the girls around her were her true loves. I value them a lot, and I love that they reflect parts of me to the world. I’m proud of them, and sometimes I feel a little obsessed with them, with the way I talk about them to outsiders.
The marriage issue is a touchy one for me. I’m a 24 year old who is nowhere near ready to be married. I’ve explained this in a lot of ways. I’m selfish. I’m an Aquarius. I haven’t met the right person. I’m obsessed with myself. I want to have an adventure first.
These are all true, and no matter how much I try, my friends getting married makes me sad.
I’ve been in a few weddings, one being my absolute best friend’s, and I never feel anything but sad. Sometimes I’m jealous of the love they’ve fostered, but I’m always sad.
Last August I stood in a patch of grass next to a still lake and watched my best friend walk down the aisle to meet her husband. I love them. This weekend I laid in their bed and heard about their life. They’re happy, and I’m happy for them. But last summer I stood under the sun and I tried not to cry. I remembered rolling around in the dirt with her at lacrosse practice. Standing next to her in church while we sang hymns. Burning to a crisp on the deck beside my pool on the first nice day in May. Laughing while she took her first legal sip of a strawberry daiquiri on her 21 birthday.
While I was looking at her, she looked at him, and she moved on.
I’m on the verge of one more of my near and dear becoming engaged to her boyfriend and my heart is breaking. Walking away from this youthful period of friendship makes me feel alone.
(About being in your twenties)
“It’s a question mark decade, in a sense. And we’re told that we should know what we want to do. And it’s a terrible thing. ‘What are you gonna do? What are you gonna be? Well, how can you make a living at that?’ … No, no, no. It’s a question mark. You’re never gonna have this luxury again, of not knowing, and it is a luxury not to know. You can play! You must do that, you must. It’s your only way not to go crazy.”
— Dustin Hoffman
If you’re feeling frightened about what comes next, don’t be. Embrace the uncertainty. Allow it to lead you places. Be brave as it challenges you to exercise both your heart and your mind as you create your own path towards happiness, don’t waste time with regret. Spin wildly into your next action. Enjoy the present, each moment, as it comes; because you’ll never get another one quite like it. And if you should ever look up and find yourself lost, simply take a breath and start over. Retrace your steps and go back to the purest place in your heart… where your hope lives. You’ll find your way again.
—Everwood (via julie911)
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20 Things I Should Have Known at 20
1. The world is trying to keep you stupid.
When you’re in your early twenties, you feel all this pressure to be accomplished. What you don’t realize is that every job and experience helps you figure out what you really want to do.
—Taylor Sterling of Glitter Guide and Sterling Style (via aladyinchicago)
The thing is, sometimes you need to get drunk on a boat with your best betches.
Welcome to your twenties. Prepare to be annihilated. They will chew you up and it will suck, but it will also be absolutely glorious and you will get laid a lot. I promise.
—Kimmie, Bluestockings. Miss you! (via wrmiii)
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