I am an ex-high school English teacher, newly realized artist, wanna-be Victorian (which is the era I use to define the term "melancholy"). I am currently working a full-time job as an event coordinator on Microsoft campus.
I am an introvert who loves being so. On rare occasions, I can cut free and do weird things like swim in the Puget Sound in my pajamas and channel Pat Benatar on the dance floor. More typically, I gorge on BBC shows, vintage cocktails, long conversations with my goodly husband, classic novels, and the determination to live with intention and authenticity. If I could fashion the ideal life, it would include being a published poet, a prominent professor of literature, an accomplished photographer, a good mother, a passionate and inspiring wife, and a filthy rich lady of the manor.
Life is empty of meaning without poetry, interesting conversation, and lots of eye-liner. I am a campaigner for all things vintage and fine, as well as a wayfarer for self-care and psychological wellness. I am also a tad obsessed with:
Life is empty of meaning without poetry, interesting conversation, and lots of eye-liner. I am a campaigner for all things vintage and fine, as well as a wayfarer for self-care and psychological wellness. I am also a tad obsessed with:
- dark melancholy corners in dusty old houses
- personal growth
- art
- psychology
- literature, books, and poetry
- serenity
- fat babies or any babies of the human kind (or other species really)
- paradox and shadows
- intuitive listening
- tolerance
- learning
- strong opinions kindly stated
- soulful imagination
- words and grammar
- booze
- shoes
Whether or not you know me or are just stumbling onto my webpage, I welcome you with open arms as we all make our way towards becoming ourselves, which is a life-long endeavor...seemingly impossible today, and damn near attainable tomorrow.
To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
:: Ralph Waldo Emerson ::
If that's not what you're looking for, you can at least stick around for my sarcasm and sailor-mouth - both of which I deliver in amplitude.
A quasi-purpose statement, if you will.
Cheers.
A quasi-purpose statement, if you will.
Cheers.
