Kate Hartland

This post was written ages ago in October but never published. I have a few of those waiting in the wings, about life changes and plans and ideas that I'm not brave enough to share. We'll see about those. For now:
Hey guys. It's been a while. I hate when that happens, partly because I …

There are too many pictures on my phone from too many weeks undocumented. That will happen eventually, but for right now, I'm just going to write. I rarely do this because I feel like people don't like to read long blog posts about other people's dramatic or lame lives, depending. But …

No, that is not a peanut. It's a world famous chicken wing, duh. With a frog face on the end.


Picturesque. 
























A mere glimpse of our herd. 

On this day, my dreams came true. I have been eyeing the pink house on the corner for weeks now. I knew exactly what I wanted the photo to look like. What I wanted to wear, what my hair would be like, how and where I would sit and be positioned in the frame. And would you look at that. Exactly wha…

Title courtesy of Caroline Smith and her song Magazine. It's fitting because a grungy, artsy, brick and white wall and hectic greenery is basically my fav. Somehow my style has evolved into black or white or both. I got stopped for Style Scout on Mass the other day and that was one of the ques…

Such style. So sweat.


Last night ;(


Take it from someone who knows. MOVING SUCKS SO BAD. I mean, really. It's hot and sweaty and so repetitive and it takes forever with the back and forth and packing and unpacking. Don't even get me started on the cleaning. After three entirely full days o…