We saw Stevie tonight and what an incredible show. She’s still killing it at 78.


Lucidly in shadows. Poetry from a hand that writes misty.
We saw Stevie tonight and what an incredible show. She’s still killing it at 78.



This post is definitely not in my usual wheelhouse and a little off the beaten path, but please indulge my flight of fancy as I talk about something utterly frivolous… hair. ✨
For all my wavy-haired girls (and guys!), this one’s for you. For years I spent ages straightening my hair. Now that I’m older, I just don’t have the patience for it so about a year ago I decided to fully embrace the waves. Here’s what I’ve learned along the way:
1. Microfiber towels are game changers. They cut down on frizz and help with definition. (Old t-shirts work too!)
2. Curl-enhancing cream is a must. I scrunch in amika Curl Corps and it makes all the difference.
3. I usually air dry, but when I do use heat, I grab a diffuser attachment for my dryer.
4. Once dry, I apply a little hair oil and avoid brushing—otherwise, hello frizz.
5. To refresh waves between washes, I mist with water, add a bit of leave-in conditioner, and scrunch.
And with that, we now return you to your regularly scheduled blog programming.



Have a wonderful weekend.
Matt Maeson’s Cursive (with Manchester Orchestra) is a raw, reflective anthem about disillusionment, messy communication, and questioning the world we thought we knew. This guy never has a bad song. Highly recommend his music.

Buckingham Nicks is the hush before heartbreak,
a sepia-toned sonnet sung in motel light.
It’s the sound of two souls tracing each other’s shadows,
half in love, half in longing,
all tangled in the ache of becoming.
Excited for the iconic Buckingham Nicks album reissue tomorrow. My copy is on the way. We also have tickets to see Stevie in December. Hoping she and Lindsey’s tour.
For your listening pleasure here’s that Silver Springs moment that captured us all (and yes, we’re still not over it.) Love these two.