chocolate pickles, sidewalk consumption, tattoos and school.

hi friends, readers, viewers, passers-by,

this past week has been pretty insane.  i can't seem to keep up with everything that is being handed to me, especially, school work.  i kept putting everything off till the last minute and after I submitted everything, I was left with that dreadful "what now?" feeling.  before all of this, though.. we did take another mini trip, and this time it was to fredericksburg, tx.  we like to pretend that all of these little places are thousands of miles away from where we live.  we just don't have the time to feed our lust for wander right now.  even though it's something i think about every. single. day.
it's all going to be worth it one day, though, right? 

so on to fredericksburg: this town is adorable in so many ways.  their main street (as i'm finding is pretty common in small towns [duh, laura]) is a strip of cute shops, restaurants and bars.  when we first got there, we noticed that there were other people drinking their beers on the sidewalk.  i mean, yes.  we found a bar and ordered two beers to go.  pretty weird to order them that way.

so.  we walked. talked. and drank. and shot.


thinning hair + baby braids



comfortable, cool, calm, and collected.  four things i'm not.  who layers this much?



::heart eyes::





this was the most amazing treat ever.  we hardly even ate half of it before lunch, but i mean.  come on, wouldn't you?



haha, flailing arms.  we were starving.  i can't deny shrimp tacos + rice.  they're probably what makes me weakest.  plus, 300 pounds of cheese.  plusplus, a peach margarita.  you'd think that with fredericksburg being this peach kingdom and all, it'd be made out of real peaches.  but, nah.



marked arms, oily hair, and a frozen drink.  pretty good day, so far.  i like pretending i'm running away and never going back to my damn responsibilities.  i guess pretty drinks like this will do that to you.  because then, you wake up and don't feel that way anymore.  it's a tiny vacation.











balancing act//





lazy eye .)




 





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favorite kind of pov photos. we're so different, but we go.



sweet ending.  first time creme brulee. (i know.)
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after the sun began to set, we drove back home and i got two tiny tattoos.  one on my finger and the other piece was on the top of my foot.



the tattoo on my finger is still peeling, but basically looks like nothing ever happened.  that's obviously to be expected with finger tattoos, and i'd normally go for a touch up.  but man, the artist was either having the worst day of his life, or seriously needs to learn how to treat people better.  at least my new birds are healing well.  that's what matters the most.

fin.

bastrop: rebirth

oh man, after thinking about things and surely feeling NOT 18 anymore, it's strange to sit and think about where my days are going.  i mentioned on my instagram recently that i was tired of feeling like i wasn't appreciating my days.  every sunrise, every sunset.  it's not that they go unnoticed, i just find myself forgetting to sit down and soak it all in.  soak in the idea that today is the last day i will ever be this young, and at the same time, it is the oldest i have ever been.

we took a trip to the bastrop state park a couple of days ago.  i kept thinking about the fire bastrop had last september that took an immense toll on their city.  such a small little town being overwhelmed by flames and smoke that can easily cause death.  we are so fucking fragile.

i kept picturing every area and how it might've looked engulfed in flames.  it's silly, i guess.  i'm too much of a realist, but i just can't imagine.

i have a thing about getting too dark too fast, so on to photos.  on to the photos my girlfriend and i took of each other.  is it strange to say this girl is in love with me?  and that i can tell by the way she was able to capture such a messed up being?  well it's real.  it's us.  - - -

                                           the in-between photos are always the best ones.

this bridge in bastrop felt surreal during the 'golden hour' of sunlight.  right before the sunset takes over and brings in the dark skies.  it was perfect timing.

favorite.

::lit up bridges and the sun setting::

the 'hands over the face' pose is sort of our tradition.  the first one during our first ever "photo shoot" behind the elementary school i attended.  back in the early 2008-2009 years.

my favorite hands.

leftovers.

boerne + san antonio

june thirteenth:

my girlfriend and i had been dying to go to san antonio for a trader joe's haul (austin will be getting one this fall) - i had spent sooo. much. time. watching videos of shopping trips on youtube and i was itching to hit their beauty aisle + food, duh.

on our way there we took a detour to boerne, tx: 

 

::treats on the way::

we had a cute lunch at the peach tea cafe - tortilla soup with avocado + a shrimp salad + peach tea.  i love lunches where we split everything.







conversations about the future + our new apartment + friends.



forever an affinity for restrooms that are quaint and detailed.



I grew up in a city 144 miles away from san antonio, and so going there was my family's idea of "going out of town".  and I suppose you technically are, but it all feels too familiar to still deem it as so.  we drove down broadway and found an adorable coffee shop called Local Coffee.  being there felt nothing like san antonio.  it felt unknown.  i wonder if there's a name for feeling that way.

there are places in austin that are uncharted and when our feet hit the ground - it feels like it's in a whole other city.  i've learned that there are so many places that have a hint of portland in them and by the time i get home, everything just feels like a big mixture of the kind of place i love.  just knowing that i can go back there, and feel the same way again is comforting. i am the run-on sentence queen.




we checked out the bike shop next door after coffee - we are in dire need of some new ones.




b&w. yes



handsome.

i love the logo and font for their name.  can i just have my own shop after i've settled into my career?  yes. okay.