Little Lists

Inspiration is everywhere.

Lately I've slipped into a lovely little habit of keeping random lists on my iPhone, and adding to them whenever inspiration strikes. One such list has grown exponentially. The list is a collection of my favorite things (slightly reminiscent of Julie Andrew's infamous song), and it makes me absolutely giddy each time I read it.

It's almost funny how completely me I am--I know what I like, and and know what I don't. This quiet assurance and knowledge truthfully is a tightly woven blessing and a curse.

Though I am confident in who I am, reading my little list illustrates to me (and consequently all who read it) how different I am than the "common college student" or "stereotypical sorority girl." And honestly, this makes me a little anxious sometimes. It's easy to fit in and difficult to stand out. Individuality takes guts, but I do think it's something to celebrate wholeheartedly. 

  • Hot cereal with steamed milk
  • Flower arrangements
  • Baths
  • Old alarm clocks (but without the loud ringing--I detest loud noises!)
  • Going for walks in cute, little neighborhoods
  • Juice boxes
  • S'mores
  • Fountain pens
  • Combed hair, not brushed
  • Nightgowns and pajama sets
  • Diners
  • Cream soda
  • Charleston, South Carolina
  • Vintage 'Do Not Disturb' signs
  • Paper straws
  • Pottery Barn Catalogs
  • Record players (mint or light pink)
  • Mom and Pop stores (preferably a bookshop or coffeehouse)
  • Hot water bottles on cold feet (loads better than a heating pad!)
  • Going without technology (admittedly, my cell phone gives me insane anxiety. It's on silent all the time [when it's not off] because I am even startled when it buzzes!)
  • Small libraries (Del Mar Library is my favorite)
  • The words: platitudinous, puckish, simpering, obsequious, sycophantic, corking, imperceptible, and nutraceutical