July alternated between me getting scorched on my walk to work and days of relentless flood warnings blowing up my phone. There was even a flood warning during the Fourth of July party at my house — though luckily we grilled and chatted without a drop of rain. I think that party I hosted was the highlight of my summer. I’ve never grilled by myself before, never ordered a plethora of party supplies from Instacart…the chopped watermelon, Arnold Palmer, and patties were a huge hit!
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Monthly Me (June ’19)
Philadelphia Chinese Lantern Festival
Glowing flowers, fluorescent sea creatures, glimmering archways — I visited the Chinese Lantern festival in Philadelphia for the first time.
*Screenshot*
If you’re friends with me on Snapchat, more often than not you’ll see this next to my name:
Yes, I’m the girl who’s a bit trigger-happy with screenshots. When friends confront me about my this, I swear that I’m not collecting blackmail: I just find disproportionate delight in seemingly mundane photos and text. Especially for Snapchat — there’s something earthy and guileless in my friends’ selfies that I treasure.
Do you ever scroll through your camera roll and see absolutely useless snapshots? Yet, even though my phone’s storage protests, I can’t bring myself to delete some of these pictures. Continue reading
Biking Down the Schuylkill
“I made it my goal to hop on an Indego bike and have a solo adventure along the Schuylkill river.”
A rental bike station has always stood invitingly at the corner of my street, beckoning me for an urban outing. Continue reading
Monthly Me (Sept. ’16)
FIRST FULL MONTH OF COLLEGE AND HONESTLY, WHAT AN EXPERIENCE!
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Made in America ’16 (Day 2)
Day 2 of the Made in America music festival. More independent and slightly juicier than the first day.
I started with Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros at the main stage. I never heard of Edward Sharpe until this event, but I loved how he interacted with the crowd. He let one fan freestyle rap to one of his songs and asked audience members for stories. Good vibes all around.
I visited Travis Scott next. Now, I haven’t listened to a minute of Travis Scott, but I heard someone claim that he’d rather see Travis than Kanye, which I considered a serious claim. So I stuck around near the back of the crowd, even when Travis insisted that “anyone who’s not here to crowd-surf or rave: get out.”
His fans heeded the encouragement. People started tossing water (?) bottles, flinging themselves on top of the audience, and climbing a scrawny tree awkwardly standing in the middle of the crowd. I thought people were going batshit crazy. Not yet. Continue reading