bones on bones

Posted on May 8, 2015 by sorellaaglio

Running back and forth to the airport and constantly looking at weather here and there and wherever I go next has been my life since the beginning of April. It was a whirlwind month of LA –> Vegas –> LA –> Montreal –> LA –> Oxnard –> LA –> Palm Springs –> LA.

It was gorgeous seeing everything I saw, but I am glad to be home (for two weeks…) and I am glad to see everyone. I haven’t seen many folks as a result of my traveling, and I feel like I’m a million miles away in a vortex.

Kate was in town so we had adventures about Santa Monica and had really good coffee.

Montreal – old town. It was beautiful and made me heartsick for Boston.

I went to Oxnard and picked avocados from the trees. It was magical.

I popped up to SF for the day for work, and loved every second of the mild weather.

Palm Springs pool. 100+ degrees, but the pool stayed cool.

Now that I am back, after a few days of going to bed too late and getting up too early, I am headed into a weekend staying in LA (well, mostly, minus a tiny trip to Malibu) and excited to hang with friends and smush their faces (if they’ll let me.)

Last night I got back on the exercise train, too, and did yoga to find space. I hadn’t been sleeping great this weekend, and I just needed some stretching (hip flexors be damned) so I can get back into both yoga (serious headstands to come, y’all) and into running. During my class, the teacher said something about alignment and making sure I was standing up straight, “bones on bones.” And that’s all we really are, isn’t it? Bones on bones. Trying to make something out of this life.

Happy Friday, folks.

Un’amica Stretta

Posted on May 4, 2011 by Jennie Palluzzi

Like, for instance, we just learned the other day that un’amica stretta means “a close friend.” But stretta literally means tight, as in clothing, like a tight skirt. So a close friend, in Italian, is one you that can wear tightly, snug against your skin, and that is what my little Swedish friend Sofie is becoming to me.

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I am finally back from my road trip with Corelyn. We left last Saturday, April 23, and were on the road until Sunday, May 1. It was, as any road trip, a life-changing experience. We had a lot of adventures on the road, from the Grand Canyon to the Alamo, and I wouldn’t change a second of it.

On Monday, Corelyn put me back on a plane to LA. Neither of us cried, we just said goodbye, and I headed off. “I’m not going to watch you go through security,” Cor said, as we sat waiting as each moment ticked by. “So you don’t want to watch me inch forward and waive at me every one second?” I questioned. We laughed, but knew secretly we’d stay together every moment we could.

On the plane home, I started reading Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. The above paragraph is from that novel, in her “Italy” section. As I sat on the plane, headed home, I let a few tears go reading that section. Corelyn is un’amica stretta. She is my close friend, and I will wear her tightly, cliché or not.

I will miss her as she starts a new chapter of her life back east, but I know we will always be sorelle. In New Orleans, we stopped at a house that had been left dilapidated by Hurricane Katrina. An artist has repainted one of its walls and left a section for you to answer the statement, “Before I die…” I wrote “Open a restaurant.” Corelyn wrote, “With JP.”

I believe someday, I will open a restaurant with Corelyn. It will probably be on Apple Tush Farms, the farm I plan to have with K, SS, and M. And, my friends, we will all live happily. ever. after. For now? Filling the chapters in between with my California adventures that will restart this weekend after being away for so long. Wish me luck, loves.

Vegas, baby, Vegas.

Posted on August 19, 2010 by sorellaaglio

A select few photos…

This weekend will be:

Posted on June 3, 2010 by sorellaaglio

This weekend will be:

Fast. Full of travel. Full of planes: four. Two layovers. Airport food, and lots of coffee. coffee, coffee, coffee. It will be beautiful, and full of tears. It will include good food, friends, and family. Include lots of photos, makeup, bobby pins. Include new friends, old friends, new concepts, old concepts. It will be eye liner (over, and over), heels, three shades of silver, and waterproof mascara (for the tears, of course.) It will be sunshiny, hot, summery. It will be everything B and B hoped it would be. And more.

It will be perfect.

Happy Wedding, B and B. I cannot wait to see you tomorrow. I am so excited.

Charleston: Charleston, South Carolina.

Posted on May 3, 2010 by sorellaaglio

The man who picked us up at the airport told me I had to stay Charleston twice. Because otherwise, people will focus on the “South Carolina” part. So far, so good. Lizzie and I have been having a great time, both learning for work (which is why we are here), and enjoying the city. Charleston, in short, is beautiful. **All photos by Lizzie. (I forgot my camera…)