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Earth Day on the Farm

Dwell Garden + Farm Life

Happy Earth Day to all my soil lovers, flower mamas + tree huggers out there. I’m feeling extra alive this Earth Day because of the life that’s blooming around us. I feel like I blinked and green has filled in before my eyes. Watching the buds form, the bugs come out of hiding, the thorns disappear has taught me a huge lesson in patience. The earth is amazing and alive and such a big part of us. Did you know…

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Tiny House Easter // 2017

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Easter was always a time of family + really good food as we grew up. I was just as excited for homemade scalloped potatoes + strawberry rhubarb as I was for the Easter bunny to bring candy in the form of a hunt + playful sentiments. Easter as an adult looked pretty similar. I spent the day water coloring + writing as Bri spent the day building — each lost in our own little worlds, eventually coming together to grocery…

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My Day As a Porcelain Doll

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Modeling has brought me some serious joy over the past few years. The people I meet, the designers I marvel at, the vision that often times takes a team to bring together. It feels like doing art with a group of brilliant people who all work a different way + standing back at the finished product while everyone agrees, “fuck yeah, that’s awesome, that was it.” When Bri and I decided to visit L.A. to explore and spend time with…

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It’s funny to me how sometimes a blank page can cause my heart to race. How the absence of palpable words can feel like limbo — Dante’s laughter reverberating off the walls at how ridiculous it is to package my feelings and emotions up in a pretty package and display them. But as I mentioned in my last post, this journey isn’t about perfection. And the last few days have been anything but perfect. They’ve been real and bold and…

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A New Blog, A Move to WA, The Super Bloom + Why We’ll Never Stop Growing

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The day that I stop growing is the day that I die.  Quite literally, sure. But in so many ways beyond the physical form my body takes. Is it terrifying? Some days. Some days I can’t get the words out. They feel like slippery slugs as they slide past my lips. Other days, I find myself grooving with the words; a funky dance partner that never disappoints.  Lately, I’ve found myself in both places and so many others. I’m learning…

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