Ravenclaw Inspired Lookbook βœ¨πŸ’•πŸ¦‰

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I put together a little lookbook of my most Ravenclaw-ish outfits!

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Does anyone else wish they were looking out Ravenclaw tower? That’s what I was thinking about in this photo. Also, maybe cake.

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Taking a break from studying potions to snuggle my pup. This notebook was the one I bought for my birthday, and it screams Ravenclaw. I thought so as soon as I saw it. It has little planets and things, which is featured in their common room!

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I’m convinced that if I were at Hogwarts, I would be a Ravenclaw who also loved plants. I would study botany and herbology, most likely. I’ve already collected books upon books about plants. I might do a post on my collection!

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Outfit 1:Β 

Dress – TJMaxx

Socks – Target

 

Outfit 2:

Sweater – Thrifted

Skirt – Thrifted

Notebook – Barnes & Noble

 

Outfit 3:

Blouse – TJMaxx

Skirt – H&M

Boots – Too old to remember!

Purse – TJMaxx

 

Let me know if you liked this, I might do more Harry Potter inspired looks!

Talk to you soon,

-Heather

My Favorite Quotes

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Spring is here, and with it, an abundance of reading and beautiful quotations.

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Here are my favorites:

 

“Speak only if it improves upon the silence.” -Mahatma Gandhi

 

“I want to be around people that do things. I don’t want to be around people anymore that judge or talk about what people do. I want to be around people whoΒ dream, and support, and do things.” -Amy Poehler

 

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.” -Emily Dickinson

 

“Read a thousand books and your words will flow like a river.” -Virginia Woolf

 

“Years of love have been forgot in the hatred of a minute.” -Edgar Allan Poe

 

“When trouble strikes, head to the library. You will either be able to solve the problem, or simple have something to read as the world crashes down around you.” -Lemony Snicket

 

Let me know what your favorite quotes are, as my list is ever-growing!

If you want toΒ catch up with me elsewhere, you can see me on Instagram and Tumblr.

-Heather

 

 

 

Sometimes the smallest light shines so bright | An unexpected book store

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I visited the Montague Bookmill in Montague, MA, and these were some of the treasures that I found.

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As someone who lives a pretty stagnant life (as in, I work and a library and write in my free time, staying away from parties and roller coasters) I enjoy a little adventure once in awhile. Coming upon this little book mill was completely unexpected and absolutely satisfactory. I was lucky enough to go on a rainy day (as I love the rain) and the cosiness of the environment was at an all-time high. There were creaky floorboards, old windows, and the sound of rushing water from the river behind us. Plants overtook surfaces and books were scattered in disarray. I secretly wondered how difficult the process of getting married here would be.

It was one of those places nestled in the middle of nowhere that is delightful and stays somewhere safe in the back of your mind. I am thinking back to it now, happy that the experience was full of inspiration, and nothing can touch it.

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And I did end up buying books (of course) and one of them was a book I already have a copy of (of course).

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Please leave any comments if you have been to this magical place or if you have suggestions for more magical places like this that I can explore!

 

“You see, bookshops are dreams built of wood and

paper. They are time travel and escape and knowledge

and power. They are, simple put, the best of places.”

-Jen Campbell

We Are Okay

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Hello Everyone,

I had the pleasure of reading one of the most beautiful books this past week. I’d been in a reading rut, and I couldn’t seem myself getting out of it. I kept seeing stellar reviews of this book by Nina Lacour, and I finally went off to the bookstore to buy it. I read it in two days (and I was trying to pace myself).

Here’s what I have to say about this book: I could not put it down. It was tragic and excruciatingly beautiful. There is a quote on the back that says something along the lines of “This book is so beautiful I could barely breathe.” That is 100% how I felt about it, and I would pick it up and read it again right now. If you are needing an emotional read about friendship, love, and loss, I suggest getting emerged into this book.

My one warning is that this is very sad, possibly the saddest thing that I’ve read in the last six months. But it was really relatable from an anxiety-ridden person’s standpoint, and the journeys that the characters go through in a matter of 3 days is astonishing. These characters, themes, and symbolism was hands-down perfect.

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Book Description:

You go through life thinking there’s so much you need…

Until you leave with only your phone, your wallet, and a picture of your mother.

Marin hasn’t spoken to anyone from her old life since the day she left everything behind. No one knows the truth about those final weeks. Not even her best friend, Mabel. But even thousands of miles away from the California coast, at college in New York, Marin still feels the pull of the life and tragedy she’s tried to outrun. Now, months later, alone in an emptied dorm for winter break, Marin waits. Mabel is coming to visit, and Marin will be forced to face everything that’s been left unsaid and finally confront the loneliness that has made a home in her heart.

Obviously, this is a teen book, so it’s easy and pretty simple. But that does not mean it lacks any substance, and I truly mean it when I say I cried my way through the end.

Talk to you very soon!

-Heather

On the Grounds of Edith Wharton

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Today the sun was finally shining on us strong enough to warm up the air, and we took advantage of it with a little day trip.

Lenox, MA is home to many talented individuals, famous and not, and being in the area is exciting. The appeal is apparent. The woods are lush but not too dense, and the rolling hills are beautiful, even without any leaves on the trees. I was itching to get to The Mount, which is the enormous estate that the talented Edith Wharton built and lived in. The house is closed up and won’t open again until it gets warmer, but the grounds were all ours to roam.

I had been here once before, but I didn’t know who lived here, and even if I had, I doubt I would have understood the significance. The walk to the mansion was beautiful and sunny, and I imagined if Edith strolled along those roads while she pondered her latest writings. I like to think so.

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The estate is impressive, but the gardens are what interest me. And even though nothing is in bloom right now, the skeletons of all the dormant plants are beautiful. The way the gardens are laid out give the feeling of some sort of labyrinth, and the mysterious vines hang eerily over the old stone. I tip-toed under the arches and pondered what a hot summer night must be like here. I’m guessing it must be some sort of heaven.

I can’t imagine living in a place like this, but I’m sure a well-off famous author could. You might get yourself turned around, thinking you are really in some scene from Harry Potter, but a glance up at the home will remind you that you’re in the heart of New England. I felt suddenly very lucky that I get to live in this great state.

One can only imagine what this place must look like in the fall. Both times I’ve come have been off season, but they were still extremely pleasing experiences.

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Something I’ve noticed from visiting great mansions like this is that the grandness of it sometimes leads you to miss the details of things. I tried to really take in the grounds, as the next time I come here will probably in the summer when we can do a home tour. Today, I took my time and roamed amongst the large shrubs and trees. I tried to hone in on those little details, the things that we sometimes look over. Some of these little buds were stretching off the vines and I couldn’t help but reach out and touch them with the very tips of my fingers.

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Let me know if any of you frequently go to Lenox, or if you’ve been to Edith Wharton’s home. I thought it was incredibly breathtaking. I truly did not want to leave.

 

“Set wide the window.Β 

Let me drink the day.”

-Edith Wharton

 

Spring Poetry

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It is the breath of fresh air

Like the first warm April breeze

 

It is the sweet perfume of newness

Like flowers that have pushed out of the dirt

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It is the anticipation an empty glass feels

Before it is finally filled

 

It is the itching a wick experiences

Waiting for its first burn of fire

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It is the comfort of knowing

There will always be a tomorrow to wake to

 

It is the thing I have been looking for in all my digging

A glimpse of hope

A clean slate.

Knits, Knits, Knits

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Putting clothes on in the morning has become a battle between wanting to look even somewhat stylish and not wanting to freeze to death. This means that I’ve been sheathing my limbs in layers before putting on sweaters and extra pairs of socks. All the sheer and lacy fabrics hanging in my closet are weeping when they get a glimpse of the multiple feet of snow that have taken over the front yard.

I know that nearly everyone wants spring to come, especially me. But before the afternoons warm up and we shed our scarves, we must brave the very last days of winter. I’ve been loving all of my knitted outerwear, as they are my armor against the briskness (and that’s putting it lightly). Each time I see the mounds of white that are painting the hills outside, I let out a deep sigh. Although winter is my favorite month, sometimes we have to part with the ones we love, as they can become a nuisance when you spend too much time together. The only thing keeping my head on are these wonderful scarves and gloves, and I know very soon they’ll be put away in a drawer for quite some time.

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Outfit Details:

Coat – Guess

Jeans – Urban Outfitters

Shoes – Keds

Scarf – Forever 21 (borrowed from my wonderful mom)

Gloves – Target

Socks – J. Crew

 

I’m truly hoping that the weather warms just slightly, as I have so many spring blog post ideas planned! I would also love to start my garden, and this snow is a complete disaster for that. Right now all my plants are staying warm inside, but I can tell that they need some variety in temperature that only spring weather can give them. Until then, I’ll be cozying up and grumbling about the cold. Lots of hot chocolate will be had. Hang in there guys!

“What good is the warmth of summer without the chill of winter?”

-John Steinbeck