August In Small Squares:

I loved nearly every second of the past 30 days. The walking the city streets of downtown Chicago, the end of summer memories made swimming for nearly the entire last week of summer, the celebrating of birthdays, my car (probably the hilight of this year/my entire life), and of course, even though it was dreadful in itself, the first day of junior year. I'm happy to close this month and move on with life though. Nearly every day for the last week I have almost broken into tears (but not really) whenever I look at my August calendar labeled with vacations, lake days, and meet ups for breakfast. It just makes me sad to think that that wonderful period of life known as summer 2014 is over. I think it will help me to transition back into school and it's treachery to box August up and put it on a shelf to pull out someday later on. So with that said, goodbye August, I'll miss you.



I am the kind of person who hates change. I love little days when something fun happens or simply a small temporary venture from the everyday routine occurs. But as far as drastic, season of life altering, change I hate it. I never fail to adapt to my new routine and settle into it, but the first few days/weeks during the transition period I always struggle. I miss how life was before and I think the idea that my life can never be the same again, the memories/friendships/routine could never exist again, scares me a bit. I get this way with changes as big as summer ending and school starting and to an extent as small as coming home from two weeks on vacation. 
But eventually I realize that despite my unsettledness I can be ok and I adjust. I find comfort in the thought that the best days of my life are yet to come, and also in thoughtful words like these. So I thought I would share a few with you. Enjoy!


Goodbye To Summer + Mixtape

It pains me to be saying goodbye to the wonderful time that has been summer 2014. I have had so many adventures to places like California and the lovely Chicago. I have had a grand time picking bugs out of my bed and dirt out from under my fingernails at girls camp. I have had my testimony strengthened and made incredible friendships at EFY. I have made countless memories on nights out with friends. All in a matter of a few months. I hope I never forget the moments I had during possibly my best summer yet. Thanks for the memories.



 The lovely Hannah turns sixteen this week and to celebrate that we went for a night out on Freemont Street. It was such a fun time because we hadn't ever had the experience together. Running high over Freemont Street is the most crazy fun zip line ever. It is so cool to look down at all the people below you and soar through the flashing lights of big buildings and casinos. and doing it with some of my favorite people just made it all the better.
Hannah, coming in hot 
 look closely. It says something in the background.
Thanks for the grand night Hannah Fay! Happy sweet sixteen



I was able to spend the past week on a final-trip-of-the-summer adventure to the beautiful city that stands tall, nestled on the southwestern shores of Lake Michigan. From the symbolic architecture to the green trees surrounding the sidewalks Chicago is full of wonder and truly beautiful. I was finally able to really feel the city scene- the sounds of the metro trains zooming past you, the chaos of everyone trying to get everywhere all at once, and the crazy foot pain that inevitably comes after spending an entire day walking yourself from one adventure to the next. These pictures/video are so I never forget the good times, bad times, and silliness that occurred as we ate, explored, and photographed our way through Chicago, possibly my new favorite place.
(video at the bottom of the post)
Quote of the trip: "well, according to pinterest we did everything we were supposed to do…"
 We took a ride to the top of the Willis Tower. It was there that we stood on a panel of glass 103 stories high. I was actually a lot more scared in real life than I look in this picture
 I walked by this beautiful little place to the left of the art museum with the "Fountain of the Great Lakes" sculpture and it just seemed so picturesque. We were in a hurry and didn't have time to stop by and check it out but somehow a little later on in the day we found ourselves in the same area and I'm SO glad that we did. The blue of the fountain surrounded by all of the green trees created such a lovely scene.
A little bit through the trip my polaroid got jammed somehow and I had to take the film out and do some surgery. During that time the sun clearly got to it-- but I actually like the light leaks on all the pictures this little incident made 
 dinner on the lake was so gorgeous
the Art Institute of Chicago was by far my favorite stop...
…so was sprinkles


Tissue Paper Tassels

Tissue Paper Tassels from Generalized Loveliness

Lately I, along with some other friends, have been planning an upcoming birthday party (!!!). And with that my inner party/wedding/occasion planner has come out. One of the cutest things, I think, is the tassel garland. Making this little video was a great opportunity to share how to do this simple (yet effective) decoration and also to try out my new camera.


July In Small Squares:

I truly can't even begin to describe how much I loved July. Really, if my life could stand still and be stationary in one of the moments that occurred throughout the past 31 days I would be completely content- 
The moment that I was nearly hyperventilating out of fear when I was about to step off of a 70+ foot cliff and walk down it with nothing but a rope to save me, the moment I finally got to the bottom of that cliff and both relief and pride flooded through me as I screamed and giggled about what I had just done to the friends surrounding me, the moment that I was put into a full body harness and strapped to a tall tower as it was explained to me how to catch little (and some large) girls after racing down a zip line at a million miles per hour. Or the priceless moment that my filthy, dirt covered, camp fire smelling body returned home to a glorious shower after a week of treacherous camping. 
The moment when I rolled my suitcase up to the New Heritage Hall No. 27 ready for & anticipating what was about to become one of the best weeks of my entire summer, or even the moment when I rolled my suitcase out of New Heritage Hall No. 27 and exchanged hugs and goodbyes to all of the many new friends I had gotten to know and come to love that week. 
The moment that me and Sydney finally bit into our crispy, delicious, whipped cream topped, caramel covered waffles, any of the moments we shared with our little temporary twin beds pushed together in the middle of a dorm room while we had heart to hearts. Or one of the moments within the 8 hours we spent together at the SLC airport browsing gift shops, treating ourselves to life saving Starbucks and Cafe Rio, singing the "Sarah Brown song" and catching up on the latest Bachelorette episodes on the tiny screen of Syd's phone while we waited for our insanely delayed flight.
The moment the New York New York roller coaster flew downwards and I felt weightless. Or the moment hearing Landyn sitting to the left of me yell over the screams of others and screeching tracks on the roller coaster, "I'M GONNA LOOK SO TURNT IN THIS PICTURE" as a bright flash went off. The moment I walked the streets of downtown Las Vegas with incredibly sore feet and some of my nearest and dearest as I bit into a delicious red velvet Sprinkles cupcake.
Even the moment when I was floating in the lake with Landyn + Savannah after we had gone cliff jumping and in a blur of panic, deep reaches, splashes (and stupidity on my part) I watched our brand new Go-Pro sink to the bottom of Lake Mead. 
I'll miss this grand and memorable month. The days until school starts are easily countable (24) and that is depressing. But I know I'll cherish the time that this July has given me for a while. After all, it's not every day (or month) that you can say you survived girls camp, spent a third of your day in an airport, tracked down and ate at the iconic Waffle-Love, had the time of your life at EFY, rode the best roller coaster in Vegas, treated yourself to a sprinkles cupcake, and lost your dad's Go-Pro in the depths of a lake. 

(if you actually read through this entire post I seriously applaud you)