June was the month for Shakespeare & opera.

I do love nothing in the world so well as you.

I will take any and all excuses to feel like I’m in a Sofia Coppola film or a Renoir painting. ☁️

mentally, I’m here

Sometimes I consider getting back into blogging — but then I reread my own personal journal entries and just think “the melodrama of it all might be a bit much.”

today’s little joy is vegetable soup 🥣

still trying this whole ‘romanticising every day life’ thing

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The hallmark of a good (audio)book is pausing, shrieking at a particularly good plot point or sentence, and then continuing to read/hitting play again.

I might have said, and I quote, “if it feels like Beatrix Potter, then it belongs in the apartment.”

After overcoming some life chaos, I start as I intend to go on — with the return of mirror selfies and photos of my cat.