my color

for many years, seafoam green was my color. it made up about 75% of my wardrobe. i'm not sure how it started, but every time i saw something in this certain shade of green, i had to have it. still, when family members have a sweater or scarf in this color, they refer to it as "audrey's color." sometime in the last several months, my wardrobe has made a distinctive switch to yellow and pink. pink, of all colors. my closet had been entirely devoid of it for some time, but upon moving to brooklyn i acquired pink pieces of clothing at such an alarming rate that the color now requires an entire square of my ikea bookshelf.

i'm discovering that waking up at a reasonable hour is quite a job in and of itself. now that i don't have to be at work at nine, i have an alarm set for 9:30 am; i thought to myself, that's a reasonable hour, i can still sleep in but have a full day to work with if i rouse myself a bit before ten and get moving and have coffee in hand by a couple hours before noon. instead i've been hitting snooze several times then lying in bed watching the colbert report on hulu until nearly noon every day, and eating "breakfast" when most people are having a late lunch. this has to stop.



bought this dress with an american apparel gift card (so it doesn't count!) this weekend. i just picked up my laundry and am about to begin the laborious task of dividing my clothing into keep, sell to vintage shops, and sell to someone else. i've been thinking about trying to sell some things on this here blog; would there be any takers if i were to do so? please let me know in the comments.

much love, as always;

xo, audrey

phoning it in

my alarm goes off at 7:38 every morning. i have to be at work at 9, which means i should leave my apartment no later than 8:30 to get there on time. generally, i snooze the alarm until about 8:05 or so, then i flip on my lamp and turn on NPR. from here, i give myself a few more minutes to squint around the room and figure out what i'm going to wear. by the time i finally stumble out of bed at about a quarter after, it's just a matter of throwing on whatever pieces of clothing i've eyeballed, brushing my teeth, throwing my hair in a messy ponytail, locating my keys and heading out the door. this morning, though, i just couldn't find a damn thing to wear. i've posted a couple of photos of my bedroom before, so you may have something of an idea how disastrous it gets. right now it is bad. i mean BAD. i shove a pile of clothes to the side of my bed to sleep every night; i just did laundry but i've been out of town so much that it still sits in a heap on my bed, and there is a much bigger pile that now needs washing. the problem is simply that my schedule doesn't really allow for free time. last night i had class until eleven, and i have a friend visiting from chicago whom i dearly love but is not one for going to bed early. tonight i have plans with a couple of friends to celebrate our birthdays. tomorrow, class. and so on. i'm hoping this weekend will be a greatly productive one. i want to drop off some clothes to the vintage shop, do all my laundry, and start figuring out how to get rid of all of my furniture before i move back to chicago.

anyway, all of this is a means to explain that i am wearing jeans and a tank top today, and it feels awesome. lazy, but awesome.

jeans: cheap monday
shirt: anthropologie
shoes: vintage, etsy
ring: vintage, etsy
necklace: erica weiner harmonica necklace

i got a really cute birthday card in the mail from anthropologie, and i might sneak in at some point today and see if there's anything i wanna use it on.


and lastly, because this is a pretty boring post over all, some photos i found in an old yearbook from 1955 that i have been saving for a rainy day. it's chilly and thunderstorming, so i think the time is right.