November 16, 2016

Fenway Journal - Ines Longevial

Painting by Inès Longevial


How is your week thus far? Jared and I spent a long weekend in New Orleans, a city seemingly full of stories unlike any I’ve heard before. If walls began to talk, I’d want to be there. It was a treat to experience a new city, new people, and new life after a tumultuous election process and an overwhelming election day. The city is painted in pastels and covered in dark green accents in the form of fresh vegetation. It’s filled with a magical sound of music – something of which I will never tire. Visiting New Orleans was an opportune pick-me-up indeed.

Below are a few more pick-me-ups that have been so appreciated this past week. I hope you enjoy them as much as I.

The songs on this list have been playing through my headphones throughout the last 24 hours.

 The Knits Collection by Elizabeth Suzann and Kordal is meant to channel strength and sanctuary.

This quote by Abraham Lincoln is paradoxically simple and incredibly complicated.

          “I don’t like that man. I must get to know him better.”

Art is powerful in times of celebration and in times of mourning. Parisian artist, Inès Longevial, creates the most beautiful and abstract work.

The piano will always be my favorite instrument. I love this new song by Ben Abraham and Sara Bareilles. Cue tears.

This series by A Cup of Jo is my favorite each and every week.

Bloggers are using their platforms to promote engagement and change more than I’ve ever seen before. Way to go, Ashlae(I also love this essay by Erin of Reading my Tea Leaves and this list of ways to get involved by Lexi at A Cup of Jo.)

Thank you for being, On BeingThis episode in particular meant so much to me last week.

Sometimes simple is better. I loved this mantra shared in my yoga class this week:

          “May your heart be kind. May your mind me fierce. May your spirit be brave.”

Documentation of I.M. Pei’s works have finally made it onto our bookshelf.

Have a great rest of your week, friends.

October 10, 2016


Moondance by Goodwin

I’ve been a homebody for as long as I can remember. I grew up with two sisters, and on weekends our parents would find us spending time with each other before leaving the house to be with childhood friends. We each had our own room in the home we spent most of our childhood, but we shared a fourth room where our movies, piano, and games lived. My little sister and I would spend hours choreographing gymnastics routines, and my older sister and I would begrudgingly practice piano no longer than absolutely necessary. The easiest way to find contentment, it seemed, was to stay home and spend those precious weekend days with each other.

The same was true in college, and the same is true today. Home is the place I feel most at ease, the place I feel safest. It is the place I can be hidden without feeling like I’m hiding. Those close to me oftentimes hear me say phrases similar to: “I’m so glad to be home!”

“We aren’t leaving the couch this weekend!”

“We’re staying home all day.”

Home means many things to me. It currently means being with Jared, Jones, and Albert. It means all four of us are on our couch. It’s before noon, and there are no plans pulling us away. A Netflix original is on. (Right now, it’s Narcos.) A new candle is burning. (Right now, it’s Moondance by Goodwin.) Of course, the candle is out of reach from both Jones and Albert. I remind myself to blow it out before too long because I don’t want the entire candle to turn into gaseous particles in less than a week. The sound of clothes tumbling in the dryer is detectable, but neither Jared nor I feel much pressure to fold them as soon as we hear the beep of a completed cycle. We’re ever-so-slightly tired. One of us hasn’t brushed our teeth yet. We’re drinking our coffee slowly, so slowly that it becomes room temperature before the cup is dry. Sun rays are beginning to pour in, and the house smells like a combination the aforementioned candle and a caffeine-laden aroma. We’re home, and it’s exactly where we want to be.

Of course, I oftentimes wonder if being home is more akin an emotion or a feeling–rather than a physical setting. Perhaps it is both.

Home will soon mean being in Ohio with family and close friends. It will mean celebrating the marriage of a best friend and college roommate instead of lounging on our couch. It will mean sharing a Thanksgiving meal in the country instead of slowly drinking our coffee. It will mean detecting the smell of my grandmother’s perfume instead of a new candle. Soon, the feeling of home will change for a short time–before evolving further and further–for as long as we allow.

September 26, 2016


We moved from Boston to Nashville nearly two years ago. Jared’s first day of work happened to coincide with moving day, so we had to be somewhat strategic about our move-in plan. In this case, a strategic plan began with accepting that moving day would feel a bit like running a marathon. We began the day at 2:00am, arrived in Nashville at 10:00am, unloaded our belongings, and returned our U-Haul before 12:00noon. Jared left for work, and I began unpacking. Luckily, we had a full supply of adrenaline on moving day. We were so excited to be moving to Nashville. (We are even more excited to be living here today.)

Upon moving to Music City, we were repeatedly told we came at a very special time. This city is so different than it used to be. Something new is always poppin’ up. We heard these words over and over again. I catch myself saying the same phrases to newcomers, as well. Already, the city feels different than it did two years ago. We oftentimes count the many cranes in sight while out for a walk in our neighborhood. (We’ve counted up to thirteen cranes in plain sight before.) This is a special time indeed, and we’re thrilled to be a part of it.

One of the many new spots poppin’ up in town is Broadstone Germantown, a soulful living space in our neighborhood. I visited the property recently and was so impressed by its rooftop view of downtown Nashville–complete with a lounge, ping pong table, and fire pit. Broadstone Germantown is also home to a songwriter’s room, a business center, and well-designed living quarters. Its setting is near First Tennessee Park and only a few blocks from several of my favorite spots in town including Wilder, Rolf and Daughters, and Bicentennial Park.

Photos of Broadstone Germantown and our neighborhood are below!


A warm lobby area


Rainy day views atop Broadstone Germantown


Business Center


Common area for all residents


Sofa details

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Views of Germantown

Visit Broadstone Germantown online or in person at 1100 3rd Avenue South, Nashville, TN 37208.

This post was created in partnership with Broadstone Germantown, a living complex in Nashville, TN. All opinions are my own.

September 16, 2016


It isn’t often Jared and I sneak away for a day or two–just the two of us–without our furry children. We made an exception last weekend. Chattanooga, Tennessee was calling. We packed an overnight bag, handed our house keys to a trusted friend, and drove two hours southeast to Scenic City. Our anniversary would take place the following Tuesday, so we planned to celebrate early while away. This was our first trip to Chattanooga, so there was much to take in. The city rests beside the winding Tennessee River and among the Appalachian Mountains and Cumberland Plateau. At the right vantage point, we could see rolling hills through the cityscape.

We stayed at The Dwell Hotel, a funky and colorful abode in the heart of downtown Chattanooga. We shared an anniversary dinner at Easy Bistro and ended the evening with cocktails at Matilda Midnight.

Come morning we indulged our appetites without having to go too far. The Dwell Hotel is also home to Terra Máe, a wonderfully fun spot to share an omelette and house made potato donuts. POTATO DONUTS. We then headed to Tennessee Aquarium and Hunter Museum of American Art before heading home to our aforementioned furry children.

Photos are below of our short weekend in Chattanooga! Happy Anniversary, dear Jared.

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The Dwell Hotel and Terra Máe


Hunter Museum of American Art

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Near Rembrandt’s


Paddleboarders on the Tennessee River

Have a great weekend, friends!

August 23, 2016

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Summertime in New York City

More photos from this trip (taken in July) are posted here. Have a great week!

August 18, 2016


T.G.I.T. Happy almost Friday, friends!

A few of my favorite things as of late are below!

These modern day Cinderella slippers make me want to dance my way into the office each day.

Uber is introducing an impressive fleet of self-driving cars this month.

I’m already planning a trip to Cleveland, Ohio in 2018.

This book has completely transformed the way I make decisions each and every day.

I deleted Snapchat and am feeling a lot like this as a result.

Meryl Streep continues to blow me away.

Jared and I are heading to Chattanooga (for the first time) next month and staying in this charming hotel.

Have a great weekend!