Web Time Wasters

How was your week, guys? I discovered my new personal mantra, brunched with my ladies, picnicked with buddies and got in one last meal at SeaSalt before it closed for the season.

Links for youuuuu!

V. important: a cat tea cafe in San Francisco. (It’s called Kit Tea GET IT)

Bookmarking this for an accent wall in the master bedroom: Top 10 removable wallpapers.

Oof. Making a home, in sickness and health.
Yet meeting Mr. Fisher had made her feel like a real person again. After months of thinking of herself as being a jumble of test results and medical jargon, talking with him revived the curious, lively, creative person she had been, the one who loved books, art, culture and travel and was equally at home interviewing architects like Renzo Piano and dissecting the finer points of the British cult TV show “Dr. Who.”

When she finally gathered the courage to tell him, he wasn’t devastated and he didn’t run. Nor did he jump in to become her full-time caretaker. She already had a tight circle of friends who had rallied around her to take her to her doctors’ appointments, fill her refrigerator or keep her company.

Oh, you know. Just miniature skulls carved from pearls.

Doesn’t this dress scream “Autumn dinner party”?

A super interesting read about gender and sexuality: “Why I’m Still A Butch Lesbian.”
Facebook has more than 50 possible gender identifiers. So why have I, a female-bodied person who wears men’s clothing, decided to stick with the increasingly old-fashioned “butch lesbian woman”? In part, it’s because the language of gender identity has always been a bit bewildering to me—I’ve felt hungry, happy, gassy, and anxious, but never male or female.

I grew up camping every summer (and I never, ever need to eat Spam or squeeze cheese again, thanks). But Erin makes family camping look damn-near enjoyable. Honestly, I think a yurt is more my speed.

A fun, seven-day challenge to make your less-than-amazing day job more fun!

I’m giving my beloved Old Navy Rockstar jeans a break in favor of these. (Be warned. They’re very, um, butt-centric. At least on me.)

Where to put your money when you travel. (Also: Bra Pocket)

Related: how to pack like Joan Didion.

Also related: How to travel like you’re not totally broke.

I’ve never labored under the impression that it’s easy to be healthy (for me, every day is a battle not to eat noodles and butter) but the internet and Pinterest have taught us that health can be Easy! and Fun! all the time, ever. Our collective girlfriend Nicole gets real about it.
My running and salad-making habits are solidly on point, but there will never, ever, ever be a time when going running and preparing a healthy meal is as easy and effortless as laying on the couch eating an entire sleeve of Oreos. Never ever.

I love a good list of life wisdom. Danielle LaPorte shares 28 of the best things I ever did – from my bedroom to my business.
(Some of my best decisions have been: starting a blog, living abroad, wearing sunscreen all the time, hiring a VA, signing up for online dating, giving up – for the most part – caffeine and alcohol.)

Say yes to rejection.

I love this AND CAN TOTALLY RELATE. Gigi had a successful business as a freelance copywriter, living a location-independent life. But last year she realized she was passionate about travel writing – not copy and About-page writing. So she closed up shop and now she’s trying to make it as a full-time travel writer. Inspiring!

And a few Yes & Yes posts you might have missed: How do I become a grown up? How to travel on the cheap, The epic difference between ‘have to’ and ‘want to.’

Hope you had a great weekend, guys!