A weekend through Instagram.

    

(row no. 1) Maya is tied up and a Saturday morning curb find; (row no.2) alligator warnings and cute friends; (row no. 3) Friend Toad and an eerie tower; (row no. 4) Where the Wild Things Are and Jesus Saves.

Unfortunately (or fortunately) I didn't have my phone on me for a lot of the fun times, but no Instagram can capture the mood you get from the sound of old records over French press coffee and delicious breakfasts and comfortable conversations with good pals.

Halloweenies.

It's that time of year again, when I scramble through my closets and seek vintage' archives to come up with an assemblage of items that hopefully resembles some sort of costume. I've been a cougar and a German girl (not much of a stretch), and this year, I just want an excuse to wear the Zara dress that still has the tags on it.

I think I'm going to be a mod ghost.

Think:

Eh. It's a stretch, but so it goes. If anyone else has any cool costume ideas or plans, feel free to share!