BE STILL MY HEART.
(my sweet uncle and aunt)
I was recently chatting with a girlfriend about how easy it is to get caught up in the comparison game. I’m a rule follower by nature, so when it comes to relationships I often judge mine against others, wondering what’s “normal” and how it “should” look. We put an unfair amount of pressure on ourselves with the judging/comparing/perfection-striving, as I’m sure our moms did and their moms did, but social media certainly has not helped the cause. My friend said her mom is constantly reminding her that you can’t judge your insides against other people’s outsides.
All of this to say, the Sunday I’m in Love series is meant to guide and inspire but it’s also meant to be a reminder that there is no normal. All relationships are different — each as weird and valid and special and complicated and beautiful as the next.
peru | chinchero market 04/04/14
We were told we couldn’t miss the Chinchero Market and went out of our way to swing by before Ollantaytambo. We had just flown into Cuzco, and at an elevation of 11,000+ feet I felt lightheaded and nauseous and sort of like we were on a new planet – the fruit-filled trees, the colorful textiles, the smell of the textiles, the faces, the braids, the coca tea, the guinea pigs, the stares. Sensory overload to the nth degree, and home to some of the most stunning textiles in the world.
On our West Coast road trip we camped or stayed with friends for the most part, but the Korakia Pensione was the splurge I had my heart set on. We spent 24 hours of total bliss there (most of which weren’t even sunny, which I’m pretty sure is rare in Palm Springs) rarely leaving the premises. We finished books by the pool, admired the bougainvillea, went to sleep early and swam in the empty pool before breakfast. It was Oscar night during our stay and while I was initially disappointed to miss them (no TV), we embraced the quiet with a bike ride around the neighborhood and a few rounds of Gin rummy by the fire. It felt like a true vacation.