Happiness Hit Her Like a Train on a Track
Shirt: Gap; Coat and Pants: Nordstrom; Shoes: Urban Outfitters; Vest: Forever 21; Necklace: Old Navy; Photos by: DJ Lan
Dog Days Are Over - Florence + the Machine
I'll be the first to admit that I never saw myself moving back to the Bay Area after college. I was convinced that I would have my dream job in sunny Los Angeles, a cute little apartment to call my own, and my Tuesday nights would consist of Bikram Yoga in a peaceful studio on the Third Street Promenade. Alas, as you and I both know, my current situation is quite the opposite. I'm back in San Francisco, where I find myself, more often than not, freezing my poor little butt off, I do not have my own cute little apartment with photograph-filled walls, and, while I am fortunate enough to be employed, I wouldn't go as far to say that it is my dream job. Oh yeah, and my Tuesday nights currently consist of Miguel's 7:45 Zumba workout. The first month or so of being back, I was such a whiny little thing. I'm still surprised that my family was able to put up with my mopey self. But yesterday, something was different. I mean, it was a day just like any other. I woke up, ran some errands, enjoyed my day off from work, had a killer work out at the gym, and spent a good chunk of the afternoon cultivating my blog. But somewhere, in yesterday's full day of hustle and bustle, I felt an overall feeling of happiness that lasted throughout the entire day. Don't get me wrong, I've been generally happy for some time, but yesterday's happiness came from a different place. Maybe it was the endorphins from my workout, the chocolate I bought myself just because, or maybe my daily affirmations have finally embedded themselves so far into my psyche that I'm oozing with positivity. Well, whatever the case, best not to question it and just embrace these simple moments in life. As Florence and The Machine said, "The dog days are over. The dog days are done," and not a moment too soon.