NYC Randoms
I’ve written and erased this post almost 10 times now. Rather than torture myself with trying to write something heartfelt and meaningful I’m going to leave it as is. With pretty black and whites. My...
View ArticleSmorgasburg in Williamsburg
Finally some more photos from NYC shenanigans. When Erin told me about Brooklyn she said something about ‘I have to take you there, Brianna. Your people are there.’ My people? What does that mean? I...
View ArticleSomeday I’ll Write About That
Alternately titled: My big move and other nonsense. This post has been a long time coming. All the plotting and planning and failing and crying. It’s official: I’m moving back to London. The last year...
View ArticleOn being normal (And my slight obsession with Lena Dunham)
For the past year, every time I try to write, I can’t. I sit, frustrated, staring at the blank screen. I write and erase and write and erase. The cursor blink, blink, blinking at me. Mocking me....
View ArticleThe High Line.
Some photos from my trip to NYC. Otherwise referred to as: NYC’s chance at redemption. (Read about my first trip here. It was featured on Freshly Pressed.) The above shots are from a beautiful day...
View ArticleInstagramming around Camden
A reunion tour of Camden as seen via instagram. It will always be one of my favorite places.
View ArticleA bit of snow
I’m working on another post. One that requires much more writing than this… But, as it turns out, this PhD thing requires a lot of reading. And my audited course requires a lot of reading. And...
View ArticleSuburbia
On my days in London I wake up early (normally between 5-530). I spend an hour or so getting ready/watching TV/drinking red bull/hating how early it is. I do some work. I walk to the bus stop, usually...
View ArticleOn things being different
I think the hardest thing about moving, no matter how far away you go, is trying to find a routine. At home it was simple… My weekdays consisted of work, gym, and hanging out. On the weekends it was...
View ArticleWindsor Great Park
I realized I only have 6 weeks (or maybe now it’s 5?? YIKES!) until the Rock n Roll Edinburgh Half Marathon. I haven’t even booked my hotel yet! And, after a bit of a set back due to an...
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