dear doorman on fifth ave

thank you for always saying good morning and wishing me a wonderful day when I pass on my way to work. your acknowledgment, though it may seem small, makes me feel significant.

xxoo
Kaitlyn

understanding

awhile ago I read this post on natalie {photographer extraordinaire} norton's blog.

someone will always hate you.

I'm convinced that someone will always hate you,
and that it shouldn't really matter.
I'm convinced that for every 100-200 people who love you,
there is at least 1 who just won't.
Maybe they just don't understand you.
Maybe they just don't believe in, or are threatened by,
the things you represent.
Maybe they are simply misguided.
Maybe they are just mean.
or selfish.
or just loudmouthed and insensitive.
Whatever it is . . . it really doesn't matter.
Someone always will.
misunderstand you.
neglect to appreciate your efforts.
have an opinion about the way you choose to live.
feel threatened by the things you represent.
or just plain HATE you
for one inexplicable reason or another.
But again, it doesn't really matter.
it really doesn't.
the thing I'm baffled by is this. . .
WHY do we (myself included) focus all our time and energy on the
ONE person that is giving us grief?
Why not the HUNDRED who love, support, celebrate and sustain us?
I'm convinced that someone will always hate you,
and that it shouldn't really matter.
_________________________
and in case you haven't heard it a while,
I want you to know. . .
I love you.
I think you're wonderful.
I appreciate your efforts.
I am cheering you on.
I am your number 1 fan.
I think you can, I think you can,
I.think.you.can.
In fact, I know you will.
mwa!
xx,
me

She regularly writes beautiful and inspiring notes on her blog and this one stuck out. after i read the post it got me thinking...

J and I dated for a long time. We had a wonderful romance and our time together was always fun and full of feeling, but I can remember a few distinct moments as I'm sure most who have loved can when I knew I really loved him.

l loved him for him rather than just loved being in love l

natalie's post reminded me of one day when i called J distraught over a situation with a friend at school. i was really hurt over something that had happened and totally in tears. without going into too much detail i was really upset about this persons actions. i felt they completely misunderstood me/my intentions and therefore did and said things that were hurtful. i didn't know what to do.  jordan said this (or something to this effect)

"sometimes people will misunderstand you, no matter how hard you try. Christ was a perfect person and clearly there were many who misunderstood him. sometimes it's ignorance, sometimes pride and sometimes probably just cruelty. but its not your fault. its just that not everyone will understand and love you for who you are"

for me that simple truth was a huge comfort. i'd never thought of it that way before. I mean of course we should always try to be our best and in doing so seek mutual understanding, but there is no reason to be discouraged. like natalie said, someone will always hate (or misunderstand) you and sometimes its not anything you did.

l is any of this making sense question mark l

 its just nice to know that even if i were a perfect person people would sometimes misunderstand my actions/intentions. so its ok when that happens.

i can only play my part of the song.

thanks J for teaching me that.

date day

so on thursday morning I get this email from J.

{heart melt}

so friday became a date day. which meant thursday we could stay up late and watch tv and talk in bed. i love late nights.

 when friday came we slept it. much needed.

then we headed to clinton street because we've been dying for their pancakes and sugar cured bacon.

{divine}

while waiting for a table we saw him.

(guy sitting in the black shirt)

if you are confused as to who this is then you are probably too cool to watch the city on mtv. but because both j and i do watch we recognized. I spent about 29 minutes trying to make myself walk over and talk to him about his photography, but I couldn't do it.

then I spent most of the morning trying to figure out what happened to the girl I used to be who would not have even hesitated.

we also spotted this little friend on the sidewalk while waiting. i liked him.

 this is morning me post pancakes and jordan as a fish.

this was our brunch

{did i mention it was divine}

then we went home where I cooked while J did a little studying. it was relaxing

I made peach cobbler and it was tasty (even though J's dad makes the best in the world he says so mine doesn't really compare)

then there was afternoon snugs and movie watching.

I heart date day

dear lola,

you have changed our lives.

thank you endlessly.

ba hahahahaha

thank you jackie

this is amazingly awesome.

prettyful

aren't these color boards from 100 layer cake AMAZING!!!!!

in all my decorating I've been trying to find a decent color board for the house and now I can't even begin to decide.

i love them all.

I sure am grateful for you

i heart joy. summer.

:simple joys:

things I heart {summer 2010}

my red umbrella
anniversaries
pinkberry
jcrew
fresh peaches
t strap shoes
kent from sytycd
ballet buns
trips
the bachelor/bachelorette
my new fujifilm instanx (instant camera)
trader joes (and especially the brand new one going in on our corner)
betheny frankel hoppy
my new lady gaga mac liptstick
nordies ( anniversary sale)
nie nie dialogues (amazing blog)

images from google

who's on your list?

in case anyone happens to care about my feelings towards today's celebs. 

these are my current feelings:

feel free to judge or chime in

if you choose to refrain from this childish activity...

fair enough.

comparison

Well I'm just saying... see a resemblance

& this one I included just because it makes me appreciate George a little more.

the man I married

 

He is sometimes bearded 

and he is the master and commander of all things vespa.

He sometimes helps with my photography work by being my model

this is what happens...

he gets bored

he does something weird to entertain himself

he gets bored again

weird again

somewhere in between

and then were done.

so what I'm trying to say is... 

models wanted.

j to the ray

happy happy birthday Jordan dear.

happy days will come to you all year.

if I had one wish than it would be

a happy happy birthday to you from me.

ily.

nie nie

I know this is old news to most, but I've been reading the most amazing blog.

Before I tell you anything about it... watch this.

Then read this.

By now you are beginning to see why this little corner of the web is so special.

I don't have to tell you why this blog is amazing & inspiring. 

go read, cry, laugh & be moved.

12x12

Um I want to take part in this more than anything in the world

I'm not really sure what this face is... but just go with it.

independence day

new york city style

j equals bubble shaped hair from vespa helmet

k equals deer in headlights expression

 skyline

whiting cousins

the bells 

(aw tender)

the combs

 : proud (and grateful) to be an american :

ode to Beyonce

concrete jungle where dreams are made of

sunset ride

here lies some shots from a couple of weeks ago.

we took a ride across the bridge to get pizza, which we waited and hour and a half in line for. gah.

but we had a blast.

i love this city.