Pretty sure I am now notorious for my frequent “Irish goodbyes” to New York City. I live my life as it comes, and am no longer accustomed to planning ahead. That lifestyle just doesn’t tend to work out well for me. Don’t get me wrong, I am somewhat organized (aside from my closet 95% of the time), and I actually used to be a major planner, so I kind of get it…but, I have just learned that trying to predict the future is foolish, and whenever I do make solid plans they almost always fall through. So, I willingly gave up.
Last week I happened to be offered an opportunity to see my family in Vermont last minute for a couple of days. No brainer, count me in. Especially considering the fact that seeing my sassy 91 year old grandmother was a part of the package. That woman is the wittiest, toughest, most clever, loving and sarcastic little lady I know. She can make me cry and crack up hysterically at the same time. A true role model, and the epitome of a strong woman. She is the kind of woman I hope to grow up and become one day.
Headed back to the city tomorrow after my brisk but beautiful runaway. Jumping head first into a pretty big freelance project, so I feel fortunate to have had the past few days to clear my mind and get focused. Now it is time to kick a little ass and make some moves!
*head to toe: Zara man hat, Cult of Individuality chambray jacket, Vince Camuto sweater (similar style), Raven + Lily Yami tote (best ever, btw), Citizens of Humanity biker jeans, Jeffrey Campbell sandals