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Weekly Inspo’…

This week is more of a mood board than a style inspiration piece, but our moods typically reflect our style now, don’t they? Really starting to feel that hot, sweaty, lazy summer heat. I’m really into artsy pieces and feeling all sorts of vibes lately, and finding inspiration from simple things rather than others style. Hope you like it xx

 

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Lovely Words: Chasers of the Light 

My friend had this amazing book of poems at her house and I fell deeply in love with the beautiful words. I haven’t made a lovely words post in awhile – my time has been invaded lately, but in the best way 🙂 

From now until I finish the book I’ll be sharing with you some of my favourite pieces. Here’s to many more XO
“Oh my heart, how you flee from me to rest in

other homes, to beat softly in other chests. 

Have we lived if we have never been loved

unconditionally, can we die once we have, or is 

immortality there, in the constant love we 

receive long after our breath is no more?”

Chasers of the Light: Poems from a Typewriter Series, Tyler Knott Gregson 


Xo,

A

Lovely Words: Gorgeously Human

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I found this post on Khloe Kardashian’s Instagram and had to repost it. It by far is one of my favourite pieces of writing. You are flawed and fabulous, you’re all gorgeously human.

“Dear Human: You’ve got it all wrong. You didn’t come here to master unconditional love. That is where you came from and where you will return. You came here to learn personal love. Universal love. Messy love. Sweaty love. Crazy love. Broken love. Whole love. Infused with divinity. Lived through the grace of stumbling. Demonstrated through the beauty of… messing up. Often. You didn’t come here to be perfect. You already are. You came here to be gorgeously human. Flawed and fabulous. And then to rise again into remembering.”

Enjoy.

XO, A

State & Occupation

I’ve had a struggle for inspiration and creativity lately. I’ve always been and strived to be unique, but lately I feel the flows of society reeling me in. It used to come easy for me, to like weird things and always wear strange pieces of clothes. The best compliment I ever received was, “You always wear the uglies clothes, but you make them look so good. I don’t know how you do it.” Yup, and I remember it like it was yesterday, because it pretty much satisfied my innermost feelings of creativity and individualism for the rest of my life (I really mean that… because it still does). Ahhhh the relief I felt. I was different. But I’m panicking at the loss of feeling lately. After scrolling through some category posts, I came across the blog, State & Occupation written by the smart, beautiful Dakota Barber. I couldn’t believe what a unique, quirky page she had. I’ve never seen something so different and inspiring! So I write this post, not only to express my emotions of desire to expand my individual creativity by asking you to share some with me, but by giving you some by showing you her page. You truly will be in awe. Keep on creating and embrace the beauty of others.

Enjoy xo

A

Heavy Heart

When you first both discover that love you have for each other,

That whole hearted love,

It’s a miraculous thing.

They’re all you think about

They’re all you wanna do good for

They’re all you want to be amazing for

And the affection is overflowing out of pots in your bedroom

And the flowers don’t seem to die

they live to see new ones.

And then months go by.

Now you’re feeling that light hearted love,

Where the falling part was completely finished and the love is real,

But it’s just sitting there like my grandma does in her chair all day.

Sitting.

Getting older by the day,

Hour,

Minute.

And after all this time with him I find myself being heavy hearted

Not whole hearted,

Not light hearted,

But a heavy,

Sinking to the bottom heart.

The love is so strong,

As strong as it ever was but yet now stronger than it ever could be

And he’s light hearted.

And you’re begging for his whole heart to come cuddle with yours that’s gradually sinking

And you’re over thinking

Every possible move he makes because

You want every one of them to be just for you.

How they used to.

Because you know that your heavy heart is breathing for his every move,

Making sacrifices to see those movements,

And he’s floating.

But you’ll just keep sinking.

-AA