In Movement: Autumn Tunes

Adjusting to the University of Michigan's academic standard and life in the "city" of Ann Arbor has left me with little time to sit down and write any meaningful blog posts. My life has been in constant change, in constant movement - something I enjoy about the season of fall, but am experiencing even more in this context. Several songs have accompanied me throughout that experience and included below are a few of picks off of my autumn playlists.

Coffee by Sylvan Esso

Love Songs for Robots by Patrick Watson

Lofticries by Purity Ring

Mission Creep by The Cheatahs

Algiers by The Afghan Whigs

The Quotidian Beasts by Phosphorescent 

Quiet by This Will Destroy You

This is the Last Time by The National 

Simplistic August Afternoons

As summer winds down, I've started to really appreciate the simple attire of a warm-weather wardrobe. I've been pairing a lot of different shirts and tees with these shorts/boots to create a simple outfit that is both cute and comfortable. As much as I love wearing outfits like this, I can't wait until fall and scarves/sweaters.

What I'm Wearing: Lace Up Brami: Free People, Shorts: Vintage

Photos: Emily Maltman

A Myth-Crushing Dream

Nothing excites me more than discovering new publications - it often sends me spiraling into a cycle of rejuvenated passion for my future creative pursuits/career. Telling people here in West Michigan that I want to go into the publishing field and eventually become an editor/creative director often results in a lot of confused looks and comments. "But I thought printed matter was dead?" "You're not going to be able to get anywhere in that field." - All of these statements and more have been directed at me throughout my life due to the growing belief that palpable literature is a thing of the past. However, when I come across a new magazine/collection/publication I am instantly reminded of the power and strong presence of printed matter. It is far from dead - it is thriving thanks to the many creative beings who refuse to stop chasing their dreams and living their passions. I am happy to be one of these individuals and cannot wait until I can begin contributing to the inspiring wildfire that is printed matter. 

This photo was taken at The Sparrows Coffee, Tea, and Newsstand of The Great Discontent.