Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

I'm Still Obsessed

Guys, I seriously am not over the Royal Wedding yet. I just found these pics on boston.com from their excellent 'The Big Picture' section. Put it on your RSS feed. Seriously considering either getting the official BBC Royal Wedding DVD...or going into some kind of rehab facility for this event. TBD. Anyways, here are some great photos from the big day. I picked a few of my faves from the series. (click on pic for larger version!)

I love how all the spectators were genuinely excited for them to get married. Like just plain happy for them [see old lady in bottom center of picture]. Even more astounding to me was how Prince William and Kate just sat in their carriage and drove through the streets without any riots or anyone getting hurt (must be my 'post 9/11' mindset thinking someone would pull a gun out or something)



Kate's last look back and wave to the commoners before she becomes the dutchess of cambridge. so gorgeous.

THEY'RE SO IN LOVE. LIKE REAL LOVE, NOT CHARLES AND DIANA LOVE.

Mr. Middleton making sure even her veil is perfect!! so cute!

Adore that they lined the wabbey with trees!

THAT CARRIAGE IS SO OLD. FROM 1902. IT STILL HAS THOSE LAMPS ON THE SIDE FOR GAS LIGHTS OR CANDLES! slash never would i have thought in 2011 i would see a man wearing that outfit on the left, tending to the future king and queen of england. amazing.

oblig. loves them. and the little girl who's over it. and the other girl who can appreciate their love.


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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

The Last Five Years

Five years ago, I came back from the most important, life changing, and just plain FUN experience of my life.

I challenge you to find anyone who was once a castle dweller to not say the same thing. For those who don't know, I was lucky enough to spend three months living and learning in a medieval castle in the Netherlands, and bonus: I got to travel Europe on the weekends. Suffice it to say, it was the best few months of my life. Here are a few memories from my time in kasteel well...

first day jitters. staying up for 24 hours. team emerson. huberrrr. coochies. missing friends. making friends. belgian wafels. stroopwafels. meermarkt. strippenkart. hagelslag. frites with mayonaise. the horrible coffee vending machine in the VB {that we had anyways}. birthday dvds played on repeat. scouring the internet for the latest gilmore girls episode. walk for weed. ipod jacking. spice girls song of the day. changing the guard - abba style. best sunset ever in nice. carnival. the olympics! death cab for cutie and john vanderslice in barcelona. ordering a cheese plate for dinner. sangria and chocolate on the beach. czechziety. dusseldorf train station. nippon. sound of music tour. disco bathroom. family dinner at happy hostel. captain planet. do you know the dunleavys? st. patrick's day in doolin. st. patrick's day in galway. emerson hofbrauhaus takeover. greece face. pee stick. pee bed. wanting to leave. not wanting to leave. muffins for life.

I can't believe it's been five years since we've returned home from our 'second life' in Europe. I can honestly say that I would not be where I am today, emotionally and physically, if I hadn't gone to the castle. Dank u wel to everyone that was a part of my kasteel life then, and my american kasteel life now. My life is forever changed because of it.


Sunday, February 13, 2011

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Now That's A Welcome

I love airports. The basic idea of them, really. Where are people going, and why? The reunions, the hugs, the hellos, the goodbyes. In one of my favorite movies, 'Love Actually' this quote sums up why airports are so great.

Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there – fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge – they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that love actually is all around.


This is how the British do it. Even if it is a flash mob set up by T-Mobile.



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Friday, January 7, 2011

Flash Mob Done Right

Guys, I'm actually crying.

Here's an amazing video of a flash mob that took place at the Prudentential Center in my 2nd hometown of Boston. Except this flash mob turned into a wedding. A WEDDING. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PRU. amazing. amazing!


Wednesday, December 29, 2010

How Could You Say No?!

But this is really great, guys. A musical themed guerrilla proposal? I would absolutely say yes!




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Wednesday, August 11, 2010