let's address some things.

yes, i am moving again. hopefully next month. i feel like ellen but in a very different tax bracket.

i've been gathering lots of inspiration for the new place even though i don't know where said place is yet...

do we see a trend?

so anyway. on to the "things." i keep getting asked why oh why am i moving.

i agree it seems odd after all the work that went into making this place what it is (and what it is is mighty fine). but for those of you who only pop in on occasion and did not notice the subtle details and, well, let's call them chaaanges throughout the decorating (and blogging) process, what was once "our new place" did in fact become "my place" over the course of the past year. while i foolishly assumed it would be glaringly obvious, most people had no idea what was going on. a few commenters asked what happened to the cute "his and her office." another query: "your boyfriend doesn't mind all the pink?" then my favorite comment on my home tour: "didn't you move in here with your boyfriend?" of course, some of you did realize it right away. i received several lovely emails from readers telling me they had a hunch about what was going on, and i am so so grateful for your kindness and support. and if i'm being totally honest, i never wanted to address it and was hoping it would eventually just go away. but now because it is quite ridiculous i'm moving again so soon, and because i love ya'll and feel like we're good friends who meet a few mornings a week for coffee and chit chat, i want to give you the very short story of my life these past 6+ months. here goes. well, ladies and gentleman (i assume there's at least one male reading), as it sometimes goes in life... my ex and i, well, we split up. yes. bloggers break up too. despite what our instagram feeds look like, it's not always puppies, pretty apartments, paris proposals, coastal weddings, and candy-colored baby showers before the age of 25 in blogworld (although i admit, it does sometimes seem that way). sometimes shtuff happens behind the computer screen that we'd rather not type out and hit publish. can you blame me? trying to deal with personal hardships on my own is tough enough. so the thought of letting dozens, hundreds, or thousands of readers–whatever it may be– weigh in? i not only couldn't do that... i didn't want to. i wanted that part of my life to stay private and separate. especially because for me, and most bloggers i'd say, our blogs are our happy place. where we go to escape and focus on the good, the light, the fun. (hence a serious lack of posting for a couple months there. still very very sorry about that.) and i can only assume it's where ya'll come to escape. not to hear my grievances. but do not fret... it's been a while now. my ex moved out around thanksgiving. yes, the holidays were a bummer. but then a new lovely lady roommate and good friend moved into the second bedroom and things were bright and cheery again. but now she too moved out and is on to new adventures in baltimore. which again leaves me alone in a sprawling two bedroom apartment far far away from all of my friends and family. not to mention it's a $20 cab ride just to get home safely from a weekend night rendezvous downtown. plus i am ready for a change. and a cozier place to call home. one with less empty rooms and closets used to store stuff from our last everygirl styling project.

this is literally the view from my desk right now. see what i mean?

i'll also be turning 28 years old in october and have never lived alone. danielle tells me this is a great experience for a person and that everyone should do it. i agree. i've always had roommates as that is what the budget situation has allowed. but i've been planning and saving up for this and am excited at the thought of the newfound independence that will come from spending so many moments with no one to talk to but my pups and be with my own thoughts. all of those quiet, simple, every day happenings–like making coffee in the morning, or getting ready to go out on the weekend, or watching late night tv before forcing myself to brush my teeth and crawl into bed. i suspect i'll still live on the outskirts of the city since the rental market is borderline terrifying these days. but my pups and i will take it over and make it home, mirror ball in tow. and quite frankly, i am so so excited as thoughts of creating a perfect lil' lady haven a la this or this prance through my head. but perhaps slightly less shabby chic. so i hope this answers all of your questions or suspicions or whatever the case may be. i am good and well and ready for a change! stay tuned for future adventures...

polka dot top | tunic | one-piece | sandals

second–and far more important, i might add–everything at j.crew is currently 25% off in stores or with the promo code SUMMER online. i picked up a few pink, black, and white somethin-somethin's because... drumroll... i am taking a much anticipated vacation the week after next! i'm heading to south carolina where i'll finally get to see charleston for the first time. i fully suspect i'll love it. will be staying in isle of palms but please–any recommendations for the surrounding areas are wholeheartedly welcomed!