It's warmer out today, and fairly humid, so after my lunchtime workout, my hair acquired a bit more body. There are also a few little krinkles in the back where my clip was. But, you know what? It's 72 degrees and December 3.
Emily LaRene. Southern belle. New Orleanian. Raised all around the country. NYU BFA + Tulane MBA. Fireworks. Fireflies. Pink peonies. High heels. Ballet flats. Strawberry jam. Tulip. Dreamer.
Turning 30? I don’t feel nervous or self-conscious anymore, I don’t feel scared to have an idea & express it. I'm giddy because it’s a complete transformation. I’ve found my voice
Tulip
People universally tend to think that happiness is a stroke of luck or something that will maybe descend upon you like fine weather. That's not how happiness works. Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it.
“Between Austria and Italy, there is a section of the Alps called the Semmering. It is an impossibly steep, very high part of the mountains. They built a train track over these Alps to connect Vienna and Venice. They built these tracks even before there was a train in existence that could make the trip. They built it because they knew some day, the train would come.” – Under The Tuscan Sun
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