tweet tweet Jackie O.

I think Twitter's biggest asset, as well as its biggest issue, is that it gives a false sense of friendship. I feel that if I were to run into Jeremy Piven I'd be able to joke with him about something he Tweeted last week. But in reality, he has no idea who I am. And yet, somehow, I still know where he went and what made him laugh today.

And although she's clearly not on Twitter, I often feel the same way about Jackie O. I've read so much about her that sometimes I feel like I really knew her.

My friends often joke that I refer to her as if she is one of my friends: "That's what Jackie did." or "Jackie wore this."

And although admitting that makes me feel a little crazy, I can't help it.

I'm afraid things are only going to get worse now that her 1964 interviews are going to be released. I mean, it's bad enough I know that when people asked her what perfume she wore, she replied that she couldn't tell them because she couldn't "stand the competition". To hear her voice as she talks about intimate details of her life and marriage might really make me think we're old pals. But that's a risk I'm willing to take. I'm just grateful she doesn't Tweet.

growing up

At the end of senior year of high school, my friends and I constantly proclaimed, "I know I'll probably love college, but nothing will ever be as fun as high school."

And we really believed it.

It makes me so happy to think about how content we were in that phase of our lives. Naive, but happy nonetheless.

In retrospect, it's clear that while we were having the time of our lives then, the next phase was even better. And that phase has since been enjoyed and completed, and also felt like the absolute best time we could possibly have.

After spending the weekend with Katie and Sara in Chicago, I'm confident this post-graduate period will be just as amazing. I'm so grateful to have had them by my side in high school, college and again today.

We survived while Sara was in Boston, Katie was in Chicago and I was in Atlanta and being back in the Midwest together couldn't be more fun.

Now, we know ourselves better than ever before, and we know one another equally as well.

We know Sara can't drink sweet wine, so we had to take two bottles to the BYOB restaurant.
We know Katie can talk our way into anything - whether it be a spot on the patio at dinner or onto a free trolley ride - she'll make it happen.
And they certainly know never to trust my dance moves.
I don't know where we'll go next in our lives, but I know that no matter where we are, they'll be by my side. And for that, I couldn't be happier.

rain rain

After a full week of what has to have been one of Indiana's most beautiful springs, I couldn't be happier. My skin is looking slightly sun-kissed and I feel rejuvenated after spending every free moment outside.

Unfortunately, today is overcast, with rain in our future. But as long as it's out of here by the weekend, I'm OK with it. Of course, it makes it almost impossible not to think about Hunter's... Photo via apartment #34