pastels and fairytales

Today my allergies are so bad and I barely made it through the work day. Now I'm at home trying to keep warm, drinking lots of tea, and daydreaming whilst huddled under layers of blankets. I'm also listening to Florence and the Machine and falling in love with their music. Here are stills taken from the music video of their song Rabbit Heart:

As you may have noticed from the pictures, I've been obsessed with pastels and floaty dresses lately. Blame it on figure skating and the winter Olympics and a certain dress that I can't get out of my head:

Ah, Anthropologie. Just when I thought I was doing so well with my "No Shopping for Lent" policy, you show me this dress and I'm completely smitten. What's a girl to do?

P.S. I hope you have a lovely weekend. Keep warm.

inspiration: ice dancing

I was completely mesmerized by the Canadian ice dancing pair of Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir while watching the Olympics last night. Their gold medal performance was simply stunning and it fueled my obsession with ice skating once again.

You see, I used to stay up late at night watching all the ice skating competitions when I was young. Ballet, gymnastics, figure skating - I loved it all. But I was especially enamored with pair skating and my all-time favorites were Sergei Grinkov and Ekaterina Gordeeva. I cried buckets when Sergei died, so much that I woke up with my eyes all red and swollen the next day. Ah, the tragedy of it all and how it somehow sparked a fire in my otherwise uneventful young life.

And now there's Tessa and Scott. Watching them glide on ice is like a dream. Their freestyle had it all: beauty, romance, passion, class. I am even more in love with them after I saw this 2008 performance (via frolic) to the soundtrack of The Umbrellas of Cherbourg.

every little thing


Here are 3 things that's making me happy right now: 1. the perfect fine point pen, small enough that I can fit in my wallet 2. 'Inspiration' issue of Poets & Writers 3. a cheap notebook with the sweetest vintage cover (ice cream!).

I bought this notebook at a Japanese bookstore and promptly used it as my daily journal. True to my state of mind, the first few entries were filled with ambiguity and frustration, until about a week ago and I found myself writing this:

Hey there, ice cream journal. I am not so sad anymore. Imagine that.


Now every time I sit down and struggle with words to write, this notebook will always remind me that I should never take myself (or my writing) too seriously.

Happy Monday, my friends!

i'd pay to visit you on rainy Sundays

Today:
It rained most of the day.

I woke up early and did most of the things that I wanted to do: church, eat a leisurely meal, write. Little things that seem like huge victories these days.

At church, I overheard a little girl say: "Mama, the priest washed that boy's hair". I'm starting to think that I like that better than saying "the boy was just baptized."

At a coffee shop, I watched a teenage boy with autism play with a string while his elderly father was reading a newspaper. There was something peaceful about the way the two of them interacted, without words, each absorbed in what they were doing.

I listened to Belle and Sebastian while doing some paperwork and realized just how much I missed them. The title of this post was taken from a Belle and Sebastian song (thanks Jo for reminding me), one of my favorites.

And did you see this? I'm not really into designer clothes, but this one is just magical. The music, the clothes, the stage, the people - its all dreamy, perfect for a rainy Sunday.

a beautiful day

Today I went to visit my Aunt Faye in beautiful Marin County. I haven't seen her in two months and I really missed hanging out with her. She's a bundle of energy and is always up for adventure.

First we went thrift-shopping in Mill Valley. I'm supposedly on a spending hiatus for this month so I didn't buy anything, although I was very tempted to buy a vintage lamp (not in the picture) that I thought would really brighten up my apartment. Gah, its so hard to practice restraint, but I did it.

Then we went to Champagne French Cafe and although it was already after 2 p.m, I still insisted on eating breakfast food. If you ever find yourself on this side of the bay, you should really come here and try their mouth-watering desserts.

Of course, I picked strawberry banana nutella crepe for dessert. Always. I think I'd eat crepes every single day, if given the chance. Add nutella to the mix and I'm in heaven. We lingered and chatted at the cafe for the rest of the afternoon.

And remember how I said that I'd wear more dresses and skirts? I'm happy to say that I've been doing pretty well these days, except for work of course. Skirts and chasing uber energetic little kids just wouldn't work. But yeah, this outfit is one of my favorites. Especially because I got most of the pieces at such bargain prices.

How about you, did you have a good three-day weekend? Valentine's Day? Lunar New Year? Share or link some photos if you can.

sunday stroll

I did go out for a long walk this morning, up and down the hills in my neighborhood, but forgot to bring my camera. And oh, how it feels so good to walk again, especially with the sun on your face and some fallen cherry blossoms strewn along your pathway. There's something sacred about early morning walks, one that inspires creative thoughts, and today was indeed a blessing.

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So in lieu of photos from my walk, I thought I should share these photo booth pictures from last night. My aunt Carmen and I were in Japantown and I couldn't resist taking her to the sparkly photo booths at Pika Pika. She was hesitant to pose at first but eventually got into it and we had a blast.

And um, notice how we wore different coats in the pictures? Well I sort of forced my aunt to swap coats with me in the middle of the process because I love her ruffled plaid coat so much. Trying to beat the timeline while putting coats on and posing at the same time took some serious skills, but definitely the highlight of the experience. My aunt was so excited she wanted to go back again, haha.

Here is a glimpse of Japantown in the late afternoon sun. And yes, I really like this part of city a lot.

reawaken it with play

This is so true. In many ways, I have been very unmotivated lately. Work has been so exhausting and I'm mostly not feeling up to doing anything else. Not even writing. Especially writing. I'd say, "tomorrow I'll start doing yoga again" or "I'll definitely write a poem before the end of the week", and then I'll have some excuse or another and end up spending the rest of my free time on the internet or moping around at home.

But I'm trying to change that. Little by little. Writing words on paper again, having faith in my writing no matter how terrible they may seem to me. I've gone out with friends and family, started socializing again. It's a good feeling to at least know that I'm starting somewhere.

Reawaken the possibility of possibility.
Yes.

(Quote by David Horvitz)