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Jam Baby, Jam.

My first cassette tape was Bryan Adams, “Cuts like a Knife”. I received it for Christmas one year, and from that moment on, I couldn’t (ahem–wouldn’t) fall asleep without it. Late at night, I’d even hear my dad tip toe into my room and turn the tape over. When my dad would pick me up from school, one of the first things he’d ask once I was in the car, even before “how was your day?”, was what I wanted to listen to. Sometimes he wouldn’t even have ask, because I’d already be begging him to put on one of the gazillion CDs that he kept in the center console. I’d slide the precious booklet out of its case and memorize the lyrics and pictures, and he’d reprimand me for creasing them far too often. Whether it was Fleetwood Mac, ACDC, Joe Cocker, Dire Straits, or The Eagles, those songs stayed with me long after the music stopped. At the age of 28, I still need music to do just about everything. Distracted by both silence and background noise, music always seems to …

Kind and Gentle

  You know you’ve reached a new level of sleep deprived when you’ve started tracking your sleep on an iPhone app.(No, seriously…I’ve been TRACKING my sleep on an iphone app). I’ve tried everything from not drinking coffee (haha, jk, neverrrrrr), to yoga, to going to bed earlier, to guided Sunday night meditations. Alas, I have simply not been able to sleep for oh, I don’t know, about two months. I even started writing down my thoughts before getting in bed at night and upon waking up in the morning to see if there was any correlation between how I was sleeping and what I was thinking about. Maybe if I could figure out exactly what was on my mind, I could get a better feel for where my brain was at. What I realized was that between relationship stress, social stress, work stress, money stress, and everything in between stress, a lot goes on in my dome piece. Perhaps one of the most interesting “findings” was how inwardly hard on myself I was being about …

A Dedicated Minimalist

The first time Emma Kepley and I met for coffee and pastries at a small cafe called Bakeri in the heart of Williamsburg, Brooklyn, it was a kindred spirit vibe that reassured me she’d be able to show the growth I’ve experienced in the last two years of my life, with just the few clicks of a button. (Okay, and some minor direction, girlfriend had to coach me through the first four of five frames). Still, I haven’t been photographed since I was 19-years-old while helping my good friend, Linsey, build up her photography portfolio. Those photographs were filled with bright paint splatter, sunflowers, and driftwood drenched beaches, hopping from location to location, and often from season to season.   I’m on the cusp of my two year anniversary in New York, and however long I decide to stay here, I wanted to document this very point in my life. The evolution from a sprightly college student hoping to take over the entire world, to the always confident, often caffeinated, sometimes narcoleptic, globe-trotting, city-dwelling, hard …

Carley Walks Into Sephora…BA-DUM-CHHH!

  Sephora is like Disney Land. And not in a good way. Big, overwhelming, expensive, and nothing feels real. Except at Disney Land, I get to take a picture with Minnie Mouse. I could probably kill two birds with one stone and head on over to the Times Square Sephora where I COULD actually take a picture with Minnie Mouse – Except Minnie Mouse is probably also the guy who stands on the corner holding the “Not going to lie, I need drug money” sign. Let’s be honest. We all know that scenario ends with me in fetal position underneath a park bench. Although after spending 15 minutes in ANY Sephora, I pretty much feel like that regardless. For those of you who are new here, my constant battle with Sephora and all things “foundation-y” is not a new thing. I am fundamentally bad at make-up. I recently convinced myself that I was hip enough to do that cat eye trick with black eyeliner, and a good friend of mine kindly pointed out that my …

Findingravity + Portovelo Shoes GIVEAWAY!!

Do you like shoes? (Um…OF COURSE!) Do you like giveaways? (EVEN BETTER!) Do you like travel and adventure? (To foreign countries. Or, ya know, to Mars? Or even simply to the thrift store on a casual Saturday. As Honey Boo Boo would say…#Dollamakemeholla!) Findingravity – Portovelo in NYC. Do you like videos starring yours truly, featuring dancing with percussion bands and juggling apples? (Well, duh.) Portovelo Shoes wants you to get moving. It doesn’t matter where you plan on going, just go. Peel the covers back and let the dripping sunlight graze your bare legs. Try on five different outfits, make your mind up, and change it again. You’re allowed to change your mind. You’re ALWAYS allowed to change your mind. Find your shoes. Don’t just walk down the steps, dance. Feel each bouncing step beneath your feet. Play a song so many times on repeat that it gets stuck in your head. Let that be the soundtrack to your day. I’m teaming up with Portovelo Shoes to give away a pair of these cute …