Flirting With Life

Heading for a relaxed brunch this past Saturday.

I've been reading a lot of my francophile books lately, including Jamie Cat Callan's Ooh La La! (Look for a review soon, with a giveaway once the book is out.)  It's a great kick in the pants when I feel like has gotten off course, to remind myself that I know who I am and need not apologize for it.

I've felt more vivacious lately.  Possibly the bubbly (you think?), but also just getting out and exploring.  Some days I'll walk 4-5 miles with Nora, just taking the world in.  Or sit at a cafe for 2 hours discussing the romance of old train stations and travel with some locals at a cafe.....all while Nora entertains herself or sleeps.  I spent a day in D.C. with a friend while G and Nora went to another museum, and we explored this amazing photo exhibit at The National Gallery of art called Faking It: Manipulated Photography Before Photoshop.  If you're in the area I highly recommend it.  And as I walked with my friend, discussing art and life, I realized what I had been missing lately.  I went home and instantly immersed myself in more reading, more cooking, more living. 

I'm flirting with life.  Letting my hair down and worrying less about how I am perceived.  Attempting to put myself together more with accessories, giving away pieces that no longer suit me.

Between nights out, bubbly, brunch and museums, I am loving this life.  And slowly, gracefully, I'm getting back to the me I found in England, healthy in mind and body....and with a much more fabulous outlook on life.