Picture Recap: My Weekend

I don't want to bore you all with tons of reading today. Okay, okay...I'm just really tired and didn't feel like typing much. Here are some pictures from the Brooklyn Flea Market. Check it out if you are ever in Brooklyn on a Saturday or Sunday! 

*Poor photo-quality, thanks to my hated beloved Blackberry!* 

Brooklyn Flea Market

Today I went to the Brooklyn Flea Market and let me tell you...it didn't disappoint. I have heard mixed reviews. Some people--aka Me :)--find the BKFlea to be a treasure trove of goodies, while others find it to be filled with used, and worn junk. I loved sifting through tons of colorful paintings, old records, original jewelry and gently worn clothes and accessories. There is something so romantic about the stories behind each and every one of these pieces. Who did they belong to? What kind of memories were made with them? Today I scored an amazing vintage Dooney & Bourke bag for $38 and a gold horseshoe necklace (pictures to come!). The woman who sold me the purse was adorable, placing a "lucky penny" in the zippered pouch of the bag, "because we can all use a little more luck," she said. I liked her way of thinking and I loved the laid back vibe of the Brooklyn Flea at Fort Greene; I can't wait to explore the one in Williamsburg too!

Does anyone else love flea markets? Thrifting? Score anything good? 

The Issue: Eating

Hey, all! I know the title of my post is a little drab, and I in no way am trying to indicate a problem with eating (disclosing that first and foremost!). I love eating, I love everything about it--the tastes, the textures, from the steam rising off my hot oats in the morning to the creamy and smooth smoothie I knock back after workouts. I am having a little trouble though and I'd love every one's advice.

Lately I have been hungry. Not just hungry, but HUNGRY! Can you see the difference. Actually, I won't lie to you all. I'm not all that hungry, I just want to eat...it seems to be spiraling out of control lately and it's scaring me. I remember myself overweight and so unhappy during my high school years and I never want to go back there again. I love looking in the mirror and feeling fit and confident. So if I feel this way when I look in the mirror why do I run to the kitchen, feeling like I have been in starvation mode, making 3 bags of popcorn and shoveling them in my mouth like an uncontrollable beast?

How do you deal with hunger? How do you practice healthy eating? I have been such an extremist (in every aspect of my life) and have gone from binge eating to hardly eating (I don't want to get back into that either). I'd love any advice how to deal with these feelings, or how to figure out this whole "eating" process, it truly has me stumped.

Lusting...

The Boho-Chic 

NEHA Handbag

Short Hair...Don't Care

I did it--the "long hair, don't care" girl became the "short hair, don't care" girl! 

Short Hair Blues

Sometimes I put WAY too much emphasis on my hair. Let me break it down for you all--I hide behind my hair. I love my hair. I wear it down so it flows down my back. I scoop it into a bun, placing it high on my head, reaching Cindy Lou Who from Whoville territory. I even like whipping my hair when I dance (I'm no Willow Smith, but I whip it back and forth now and again).

However, recently I have wanted to do something different. No, I don't want to chop 10 inches off, nor do I want to shave my whole head a la GI Jane (although, I wish I was brave enough to do so). But, I want something lighter, something flowy, something fun, and different. 

You know how I've been posting about "being you," and not giving a s*** about what anyone else says?--sorry, inner-badass surfacing--but that's what I want, to just cut my hair because I want to. Not worry about how it won't be as long, or how I can no longer hide behind it anymore. With all that said, I am going to work up the courage to get my hair cut today.

I've faced some fears in the past few weeks, so why not face my "short" hair fear. "What have you faced, Cassie?" you may be asking yourself. Well, dear friends...

• Leaving the security of a paid position in a weeks time to figure out what I want to do with my life: work-wise.
• Planning a solo trip to Madrid and Rome--I've always wanted to go abroad in college but fear held me back, Ciao to that!
• Told a friend how I really feel about a toxic friendship we have been in: it's never healthy to let things stew.
• Broke my eating and exercise rules: meticulous portion measuring, eating the SAME thing every day, working out EVERY day, and killing myself over all of it. Food and exercise freedom is truly exhilarating if you try it and stick with it. It's hard but so worth it.

Anyone else feel the same? Maybe I'll just quote Matchbox Twenty, right now...

"I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I know, right now you can't tell. Just stay a while a maybe then you'll see, a different side of me." 

(PS: Sorry for the Pauly D. advertisement if you click the song link haha)

The Art of Appreciation

I've tweeted and posted so many times about my love of city living (well...city working/partying/adventuring/etc...the living in/moving in part I'm still working on). Working so much has left little time for blogging and while it bums me out, I hope everyone stays with me, even though I can't post as often. I have found a sense of community here, and while it seems strange to say that I have formed friendships with perfect strangers...I can't help but say it, because I have!

Back to the topic of the city...walking in the city today and seeing everything around me made me so appreciative of the things I have and the things I have overcome. I guess I experienced a type of epiphany. A huge part of this is body image. I would go on and on about it but I think that Natalie did such a great job posting about "body love" that you should just head to Cinnamon Bums and read her post for yourself. Appreciation is something I non-stop wondered about this morning. I have such a huge appreciation for my family and friends and everything they have given and provided me with, be it tangible or invisible. I should appreciate my body and not FREAK OUT over imagined flaws, I should love my personality because it truly displays who I am; goofy, motivated, opinionated, loving, caring, adventurous, friendly, and intelligent.

We all need to appreciate everything we have and not constantly think of how we need to improve, change, mold, grow. While all these things are great, sometimes it's also nice to stay in the moment and give yourself a nice pat on the back for being awesome...right now--not in an hour, or a week, or a year from now, but right now!

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