In sync with Barbara's renowned love for food and all things vegan, I am finding myself looking more and more towards just buying and eating unprocessed foods.
I am not going to lie, it’s been a tough couple of weeks. My husband and I have been trying to re-adjust back to life—back to our normal routine—but no matter how much we try, we never seem to get back there…
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To say that I loved California is an understatement. I felt right at home there, like I had found my niche.
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My husband and I were so excited to attend the “Perfect Serve” dinner at Clio’s on July 29th that I anxiously left the house and completely forgot to take my camera with me (sorry, guys!). Those who have worked with me know that when it comes to pictures for the blog, I always, always ask that they be taken with real cameras, but in this case of emergency, I had nothing else to rely on but my iPhone. So believe me when I say that these pictures do not do justice for how amazing our dinner was.
I am obsessed with distressed, boyfriend denim shorts. I can’t help it. And although I love the one by Rag & Bone every fashion blogger seems to own, I just can’t bring myself to spend that much money on a pair of shorts I don’t know if I’ll love come next summer. (I never understood how designer denim shorts cost the same as a designer pair of jeans.) So, seeing that our trip to Los Angeles is only weeks away, I decided that I needed a pair—I mean, it’s California!
Hello ladies & gentlemen, I guess you know by now that once in a while I get a serious case of wanderlust, and since in reality we are not going any place soon, my way to treat myself is to have a virtual visual holiday.
July is over and we logged just over 300 kilometers (187 miles). I had a lot of setbacks these last two weeks, and a little scare two Sundays ago actually forced me to stop my long run 8 miles short. My husband is doing incredibly well; he can run on the treadmill with a speed of 8.5 miles/hour like no one’s business. My pace has improved a lot as well. I can sustain a pace faster than my marathon pace (7.3 miles/hour) for a pretty decent distance, which makes me feel a lot more confident about reaching my goal this September.
It seems that the older I get, the more I fall in love with a relaxed, less complicated, casual and comfortable style. Soft T-shirts, distressed denim, vintage pieces, boho flats and sandals, and natural hair and makeup are just a few of my new favorite things. (I can’t tell you the last time I wore eye-shadow or eyeliner. I’m more of a lipstick kind-of-girl.)