I know, I know. I'm a terrible blogger. Blame it on finals/school/work/weather/the dog. But now it's spring. I'll try to be better.

In the meantime, I have a sister (two, actually) and she is cool (they both are, far moreso than me). She speaks French, takes the prettiest of pictures, and puts the Sartorialist to shame. She also left for Paris this morning! And has a blog! Can we get a hip-hip-huzzah, people?! Cliquez ici for all the paix, amour, and bonheur from la la liv:


april showers

A few weeks ago my roommates taught Lily the phrase "in like a lamb, out like a lion." She'd never heard it. I don't know. Maybe a South Carolina thing. So she'd never heard it, and she loved it. Still does. Because her joy at merely hearing the phrase was nothing when compared to her delight at actually seeing the proverb in action. 

Though it was rather impressive. Nothing quite like waking up to the calm after the storm and a whole day of the spoken Word. I feel as new as the world today.

[ photos my own : from our weekend perch at the mouth of emigration canyon ]