Playing Dress Up: After Clinical

Playing Dress Up: After Clinical by dottidee featuring stripe socks

Club Monaco / J.Crew stripe socks / Woolrich Hudson's Bay Multi Wool 8 Point King

Clinical is done and I'm oh so very sleepy. I began the clinical day with a big steaming latte made with some black cat espresso from intelligentsia (thanks again Cassie!) and a Kashi granola bar for a mid morning breakfast. I'm not one of those people who can wake up and eat right away which usually poses a problem when hunger strikes while I'm usually in a patients room. But today I got a break (it was glorious!) Although I'm not as tired as I usually am after clinical this dress up I made is still relevant. Because who doesn't want to lounge in their most unassuming clothes while snuggled beneath a blanket in a room that smells like lavender white tea after a long hard day? I sure know I do!

I hope your day is cuddly and filled with joy.
x Sarah

Antique Store Musings

I collect passions. When I go to an antique store I make sure to get to know whoever is working that day. I love to hear about their favorite collections, their best finds, and what they’re passionate about. I love learning these little bits of what drives people. One man I know loves red wing pottery, one woman doesn't think vintage is worth anything if it is past the 40s and mainly focuses on Victorian whites, one woman loves barn stars, another 60s jewelry. These may not sound like passions, just collections, but as a treasure hunter myself I know that’s not the case. It’s the thing that makes us tick; it keeps us motivated to continue pushing on, to continue searching for the next big find, the next big moment and to an antique seller these items are the key to what makes them tick.

Personally I’m passionate about women’s health, autism research, 40s through 60s dresses, and making the perfect cup of coffee.  What are you passionate about?

x Sarah

An ode to the coffee shop

I love coffee shops. I struggled in vain all weekend to study for my cardiac test tomorrow and made a few strides through the endless piles of material, but today I decided to take a small break from my room and headed over to the coffee shop on campus. As soon as I walked in I wondered why I hadn't been there all along. I love the smell. The smell of coffee wafting through the air energizes me alone (not to mention the actual coffee I drank). It's an intoxicating smell that transports me in my mind to every peaceful and energizing moment I've ever had over a mug of steaming fresh beans. I love the sounds. The grinder pulverizing the beans into the perfect consistency, the espresso machine whirring to life with pressure and steam, the foamer whizzing to create the perfect tiny bubbles, the whip cream canisters exploding making everything a bit sweeter. I love the atmosphere. Dim lighting with bright people, newly energized with their beloved drink of choice, each one unique in sweetness, bitterness, and consistency. This is a place to focus, to energize, to create, to be inspired, and most importantly to learn. I finished the bulk of my studying in this sturdy wood chair just as I have for the past seven semester over the last four years. I owe a lot to this coffee shop. It has given me the space I needed to grow, learn, and on a rare occasion, to share a meaningful conversation. And that is worth the price of an occasional cup of joe.

x Sarah