Little Ol’ Me Traveled to Italy

Yes, we’re in Rome – finally! I’m already missing Amsterdam for several reasons, but nothing compares to my excitement for a new adventure.

Traveling Here Was a Bit of a Pain in the Ass

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The Night of No Sleep

Let’s flash back to February 3rd when I shut my laptop after finishing the last post. Shan and I headed into the city center one last time to say goodbye to the friends we made at our favorite bar, Café het Dwarsliggertje.

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Lucas, Shan, me & Razvan

I didn’t drink because I knew we had to leave our apartment in Zuid at 4 am to catch our plane at 7 am – our airline sent us an email warning of congestion at airport security (ugh) so we had to get there extra early. That didn’t stop Lucas and Razvan from pouring us tall Heinekens! It’s not easy refusing free beer in Amsterdam…Shan was polite and drank a few.

Hours of conversation and listening to ABBA flew by and before we knew it, it was 00:10 – we had to catch the last metro to Zuid at Centraal Station by 00:30 🙃 Damn the person who stole my phone – that was my watch, too!

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Day or night, Centraal is a beaut

The rickety and slow tram #4 took forever to get to the station and of course we missed the last metro. Our passes weren’t valid for the night bus, which is an alternative way to get to Zuid, so ya girls took a $35 Über to get to the apartment (am I supposed to hate Über? oops). It was 1 am by the time we got back – mind you, we still had to clean the place to leave it in decent condition.

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Somehow we scrubbed everything and shoved our belongings into our suitcases. Three hours later we were at the airport and off we went.

Arriving in Roma

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From the Fiumicino Airport we bussed to Termini Station (half the price of taking the Leonardo Express train), which is around where our Airbnb is located. We walked a half hour with our tiny-but-heavy suitcases to the house I’m writing this from.

The first thing I noticed about the streets was not people laughing while eating pasta and drinking wine in cute outdoor restaurants, but spray paint…everywhere. And trash. I didn’t take any pics of it but I’ll surely have to so I can show you what I mean.

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My face walking out of Termini seeing graffiti and garbage

I was kind of disappointed, honestly. Though I kept telling myself to erase all expectations of our destinations, I had Rome on a picture-perfect pedestal thanks to Lizzie McGuire and every other movie that puts a filter on this city.

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That means you too, Mary-Kate and Ashley

I was definitely getting ahead of myself because I’d yet to see the city center, and I’m the genius who decided to Eurotrip in the middle of gloomy winter.

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I’ve realized that I need to wait a while before throwing my hands in the air and becoming flustered – new places take time to adjust to. I’m in freakin’ ROME. ROMA. ITALIA. EUROPA. UNA FANTASTICA VACANZA, FOR CHRIST’S SAKE!

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Relatable Song of the Moment

This one’s an oldie but a goodie. Though the message is about soaking life into your soul and not through the camera lens, I can’t help but hum this when I reach into my pocket for my non-existent phone every time I want to snap a quick pic. I’m telling myself there’s a silver lining to not having a computer in my hand every second of the day #NoCameraPhone #NoChoice

Shoutout Time 🕣

I’d like to take a minute to shoutout two people I couldn’t live without – Shaun aka Kreayshaun Ondabeatz & Julie aka my boyfriend aka Joolay. I miss the days I’d wake up and run with a blanket over my head into your beds to talk about life or ice cream or whatever was the most important thing going on that day. I miss you both and you are the Gordo & Miranda to my Lizzie 😘  #baci

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Overall, Rome has been quite the ride so far. I’ll be posting about my first trip to the city center along with all of the other great experiences we’re having. Stay tuned!

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A Moment of Mindfulness

Here’s your moment of mindfulness while I reflect on mine:

(It’s a 360 video)

I’m starting to connect the dots between the moving parts in my life.

I used to try to think that everything was connected, and that everything happens for a reason. I’ve read books, exhausted mantras, and begged for signs. Little did I know the energy was aligning itself around me this whole time.

What sparked this sudden appreciation for the universe? Awareness…”duh” moments.

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I got a message from my friend David this evening. A simple “sup man” spiraled me into word-vomit typing fueled by inspiration. A puzzle piece found its home in my brain. Another synapse secured.

David makes music, and he’s been at it for about a year now. By making a conscious effort to refine his talent, and learning how to translate from beats his head to the world, he’s gotten so freakin’ good at it. I’m so happy nothing has stopped him from getting better at what he loves to do.

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Shoutout to Molly Dupont

The “duh” moment came when I recalled a scenario from earlier today. Shan tasked me with picking songs for one of our ever-so-fun YouTube videos and I tried my best to choose ones that made sense. Music is the most important complement to the visuals – it’s not easy to find a song that communicates the vibe we feel we’re while in awe. It’s calm and exciting all at the same time, like a bath bomb. I don’t know anyone who can capture that essence better than David. I can’t wait to share our new mixture of media with you.

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All in all, the more energy you spend on making your dreams come true, the stronger your dreams will be attracted to you.

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Overwhelmed Doesn’t Even Begin to Describe It

In less than 48 hours I’ll be on the plane.

My room is still a disaster, but I’ve had no choice but to begin organizing it. My mom is helping and Brittany’s been hanging around making weird noises, so I guess it’s not so bad.

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Britt in her natural Snapchabitat.

I can’t stop thinking about last night.

I have never felt the strange combination and force of feelings like I did while I was with the people that mean the most to me (who were in Connecticut). Oblivious me thought I was going on a dinner date with my best friend Julie, and to my surprise I walked into a room with my some of favorite people on this earth…and they were there for me.


Sneaky, sneaky Julie plotted the entire evening consisting of dinner at the Vic House, a popular Cheshire spot, and cake back at my place…meaning my parents and sisters were in on it the whole time! I don’t know why, but I thought they’d be worse at keeping surprises a secret.

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Me and Julie ❤

Every single moment of it was perfect, and I even have a souvenir to show for it. Courtney, my soul sister since birth, made a journal with some old pictures of us and had everyone sign it. I haven’t read it yet because I already cried enough yesterday for the entire weekend.


These are my people right here in this picture. They are the ones who squeezed me goodbye with their support osmosising into my tear ducts. These are the ones I’m going to miss so incredibly much.

Thankful doesn’t even begin to describe how I feel towards them. I don’t know what I did to deserve such a loving bunch of weirdos, but I’ll try to keep it up in my journeys ahead.

I love you all with all my heart. Thank you for making this difficult. 😉

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“Hold On” – Alabama Shakes

I’m sitting in my cluttered room listening to the likable blues rock band called Alabama Shakes. The featured song is one that my sister Brittany and I enjoy belting in the car, which we just did on our way back from the pet store in Wallingford. We cherished a beautiful half hour with a Weimaraner named Jade.

Jade was a wittle sweepy 😴

So yeah, I put off cleaning up the tornado of a bedroom I’m living out of for another week…and the car that has my summer clothes thrown all over the backseat because they were in a garbage bag that ripped back in October – that’s how lazy I am. I moved out of my house into my parents’, and I’m being resistant.

Song change:

As terrible as it sounds, I don’t want to tie up my loose ends here. I don’t want to say goodbye to people over dinner or a drink or a tight-squeeze of a hug. I’ve learned that I’m really bad at goodbyes, so I’d rather just not do them in the first place. Nobody should take that personally, I just don’t like being sad.

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I still don’t know what perfectly prepared looks like on paper, all I know is that I’m not it. Is anyone ever ready to take on a new adventure? All I feel is the knot in my stomach that’s reacting to the doubt whispering in my ear that’s telling me this could be a huge mistake.

In a sense, I went and fucked up my whole life…not necessarily in a bad way, but I pointed out the biggest pieces of foundation and I ripped them out of the ground. There’s rubble everywhere, and I’m being forced to clean up the literal mess that I’ve created for myself.

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What if somedays I don’t feel like dealing with this massive thing I’ve plopped on my to-do list for an indefinite amount of time? I’ve signed myself up for a struggle I can only tackle when I feel like I have the ability to, which will force me to find strength in unfamiliar places. I can no longer hide from my responsibilities. I can no longer choose to feel small when I have an endless amount of tasks to complete. There’s no more room for feeling sorry for myself.

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I’m someone who draws power from the people I love that love me back. I want to focus on ways to keep connected with those who are fueling me even before I leave, like a Flat Stanley-type idea, for example, where myself and my support network will stay close in our hearts no matter the physical distance between us…and then we can Instagram it, of course.


While wrapping up that last paragraph, somebody rang our doorbell. My dad answered and I heard a familiar voice saying my name…it was my friend Steph‘s dad and he had an envelope in his hands. He handed it to me as he said “Steph is in Hawaii so she isn’t able to say goodbye to you and she wanted me to give you this.” Inside were exactly the words I needed to hear from such a dear friend.

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Steph, if you’re reading this, I want you to know how lucky I am to have you in my life. You and I have been friends since God-knows-when and I know we will continue to be rooting each other on for the rest of our lives. Thank you for considering me even while you’re exploring freakin’ Hawaii…I hope you can come visit and show me around the places you went to while you were in A’dam. I love you ❤️ & hope you have an awesome trip!

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Man, I am feeling thankful.

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Friend Fave: Liza Da Great Style Icon

I’m still getting into the swing of friend shoutouts, my friends, so bear with me.

This one goes out to @pranks4players aka Liza Da Great.

Gotta say, Liza…I love your style and how you surpass consistent into stylistic.  Keep it comin’ plz.

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Check out more Liza & go follow @eminenceink.

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Friend Fave: Kreayshaun aka Cersei Lannister

I know Halloween is already over, but this link is definitely one worth sharing no matter the time of year.

Check out these GoT character costumes in this Mashable write-up.

My wicked cool friend Shaun is late to the GoT madness and binge-watched every episode within a solid two months. When you’re 23, that’s what real accomplishment looks like.

Shaun works on the customer relations team at Go Ahead Tours. They conducted a company-wide Halloween costume contest which required each person to bring their A-game. Check out Cersei Lannister to see her costume, along with the other ones that put my geisha costume to shame. She nailed the eyebrow raise, didn’t she?

Let us know what you think about this collaborative office geniusness. It makes me wonder why every company doesn’t do this…

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Happy Birthday, Isabella 🌼

Isabella: A name rich with royalty. Izzy has her kingdom alright, and even more so, a legacy.

Izzy came into my life in such a funny way. My little sister – Britt – had just stepped into middle school and met her newest friend, a boy-crazy blonde who never seemed to calm down between laughs or sports talk. Me being a concerned older sibling thought this girl was bad news. I mean, the girl’s Twitter handle is @Izztitz after all.

I said little to Britt about it because I knew how close they had become, so I didn’t want to come down on her too hard for it. I know what it’s like to have your older sister disapprove of your best-friendship – it sucks, but that’s a story for another time.

But as the years went on, I was proven so incredibly wrong. Yes, Izzy was crazy, but I never realized how much I could like someone for shamelessly being themselves. It’s something that some people are blessed with – endless amounts of energy pouring from within. Everything about Izzy was contagious, and that’s how her story began to blossom just like the daisies she claimed as her trademark thing.

Her also trademark laugh.

Home, school, EDM shows, and more…she’d built a community of people who adored her. Izzy was busy giving no effs and having her world fall into place as it does for those who authentically allow it to. She was a genuinely good person always putting her best foot forward to make life worth being alive for.

On December 13, 2014, Isabella was taken from us entirely too soon. A star snatched from the sky – leaving the world a little darker, for we’d gotten so use to her light. Everything stopped when she told us goodbye. I could barely look Britt in the eye. No person likes to see their sibling cry with no explanation of why.

Life is precious. Thank you, Isabella, for living by example. I hope this birthday is one of your best ever. We’re thinking of you, always.

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Izzy’s vigil where we saw a shooting star, and Shan’s tattoo of 19 daisies in the right-hand corner…Izzy was 19.

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Izzy & Britt the night Izzy wandered up into the sky.

Sunday Feelz 10.23

We’re sitting in my living room eating buffalo dirt wings from J. Timothy’s (the ABSOLUTE best around).

We’ve gone through 3 bottles of champagne at this point and it’s still not enough. It’s Shan, me, and Alex (click on her website to find out who we’re talking about*).

*Do it because we’re gonna mention her a lot.

**A LOT.

Have you ever stood at a package store register with 5 minutes to make a transaction before legal close? Ugh, the terror.

I want to let the world know how grateful I am for friends to come over and jam on our keyboards together, making websites rather than music…for sitting outside with me to let me to draw with chalk in the good company of others…for letting me listen to “Hawaiian Roller Coaster Ride” for the millionth time today.

We’re also listening to “Make a Man Out of You” from the Mulan soundtrack. Westworld to follow…after Shan gets her fix of Walking Dead. “Who the fuck did Lucille kill?”

Happy Sunday Funday, y’all.

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Side note: J. Tims is always responsive on social media. They play back and they know they have excellent wings and they flaunt it. I appreciate honesty in the people I’m giving money to as I gorge down their merchandise. Check them out and see whatsup.
Super side note: You’ll see/hear me talk about J. Tims a lot while I’m in the U.S. -THEY ARE THE BEST! It’s my favorite wing spot in the world and I haven’t even left CT yet.

I’ve yet to see the world…ahhh…what a wonderful feeling to be hungry for.

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