I had hoped that writing my last post would give me the nudge I needed to get back into blogging. That hasn't been the case. Maybe it's because the things I used to write about are either too private and shameful (my anxieties) or have already been shared on some other platform (my adventures). I was almost convinced that this blog no longer served a novel purpose that wasn't being served by my journal or my social media presence. Then I realized that there was still one thing I could do with this blog -- a weekly, curated collection of my picks from the internet.
This is something that I don't get to do justice in my journaling. I might be really inspired by a piece of art I saw on Instagram or some music I've been listening to on repeat, but I can't really capture it in my journal because of the difference in medium. The Weekender will be my attempt to do so. Let's see how it goes!
October
October
If there was any doubt before, summer is gone for good and October is here. This song - cheekily released on October 1st - beautifully expresses that carefree feeling that somehow only summer brings. I especially love the bridge:
Paint a picture in my brain, encapsulate the fleetin' feelin'
It ricochets, replace my pain 'til every trace is leavin'
The nerve of autumn time, days flyin' by, every sunrise healin' me
And we're okay, we'll live this way 'til it's done
Hatecopy
I'm a huge fan of the artist Hatecopy and this piece really captures a pivotal moment in my life this year. Sometimes the answer is NO!
Blair Eadie
Speaking of October, fall is officially here and I could not be more excited! One of my favorite things about fall is the fashion. Being able to layer up and wear moody colors is all I really want to do. Blair Eadie's new fall collection with Halogen seems to do just that! I might be biased because I'm a huge fan of Blair Eadie, but it's not difficult to be insired by her bold maximalism. Her style makes me feel ready to do my own thing.
Internal Struggles
I haven't found a better (or cuter!) representation of how I feel most of the time -- caught in the middle. Luckily "destroy myself" is not quite so literal in my case, but it is making choices that I know are bad for me. Or even just abstaining from making choices that are good for me.
Comic Relief
Regardless of whether you're a TSwift fan or not, it's always funny watching people acting loopy. Being a fan just makes this clip even better.
Guilty Pleasures
I think it was the summer between seventh and eigth grade when a friend I met at camp introduced me to Fan Fiction. We're still friends, but I don't know if she realizes what she did for me in that moment. For every time I had read a book and got to the end and wished that there was more, there was suddenly a solution! A miraculous database of works that were written by fans of whatever it was you were looking for - books, movies, tv shows! Since then, I have become somewhat of a fan fiction junkie. It might be months later, but I always eventually return to AO3 or Tumblr to find a story that satisfies my need to devour more Harry Potter or more Mulder and Scully. For years I've felt guilty about this habit, but then I saw this post and felt just slightly better. I think the need to repair the damage becomes apparent when TV shows drag on for no clear reason and introduce unecessary developments to ensure their longevity. So I think I'll forgive myself a little bit for reading fan fiction.
Well, that's all for now. Maybe I'll continue this next weekend!
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