Hi Hart Beat. Last March I went through a huge Patsy Cline kick. I even wrote a post dedicated to one of my favorite songs, written by my favorite Willie Nelson and sung by Patsy Cline. Almost one year later I give you The Kills singing “Crazy,” maybe even better than Patsy herself.
Hi Hart Beat. I’m back in Brooklyn tonight, voila. I love coming back home to my apartment and my neighborhood here. Tada! One of my favorite parts of coming home to this borough is being able to ride my bike again. Since I’m back in city mouse territory tonight I thought we could look through some biking fashion pictures. I mean, really Hart Beat. If something like “biking fashion” pictures were ever to exist they would be here here on the blog. That was a little joke.
Merry Christmas, Hart Beat! Not that all my family has gone to bed, the flurry of Merry Christmas texts are sent, and the fire is dying out, I thought it would be a good time to post something to you. Christmas at home is always so comforting and relaxing. For example, tonight after eating and talking all day my family watched a double feature (My Cousin Vinny and Fargo). Boom. Relaxation at it’s best.
This song here is one of my all time favorites. It’s one that I always go back to no matter what time of year and no matter what time of year. I actually wrote a short story about the song while taking a creative writing class in Spain. I translated it a while back too so I thought for the first time I would put some of my writing here too.
Happy Christmas Eve, Hart Beat! Tonight before you all go off to celebrate this beautiful night I wanted to share with you one of my favorite sites about love to browse. The series is called “The Man’s Guide to Love“and the premise is the artist travels all over the country and ask men this simple question; “If you had one piece of advice that you’d give another man about love, what would it be?” The answers are then published on the website every day. This video bellow of Alain and is one of my all time favorites of the series. Merry Christmas loves!
Hi Hart Beat. Happy almost Christmas! I love this time of year, and I especially love being home seeing my family and their new puppy. One of the best parts about Christmas is that it means New Years is right around the corner. For the past few New Years Eve’s I’ve been celebrating in Brooklyn, but this year I’m really excited to head up to Boston for the night to celebrate. Last week I got a dress to wear, and oh Hart Beat, it’s the kind of dress that I dream about. I don’t want to show you the whole thing lest ruin the surprise, but I will show you a great detail it has. The New Years dress I got is thrown in here with a bunch of other dress detailing I love. Happy almost Christmas Hart Beat!
Hi Hart Beat. Happy full moon! It’s so beautiful outside here in Brooklyn. It’s so warm I can’t believe that it’s the winter solstice today. Not only does that mean the shortest day of the year is here (boo), but it’s also the third anniversary of this blog! Happy two years Hart Beat! Crazy world. Going back and reading some of the early posts from a few years ago is one of the weirdest experiences. I can’t believe how much has happened in these past years. I really wouldn’t be here without all of you who helped out at the very beginning. There is so much blog love going out to all of you lovely people.
Hey Hart Beat. I’ve been going through a lot of old tumblr and blog posts the last couple of days and I keep finding these miscellaneous quotes. Often time I love the saying so much I want to share it with you immediately here but when I go to find the source it’s often misquoted or attributed to the wrong person. This Walt Whitman quote is just the case. “We were together. I forgot the rest.” What a great line, unfortunately/ fortunately the poem bellow is where the tumblr image originally came from. Either way I love the sentiment and I hope you do too, Hart Beat.
Once I Pass’d Through a Populous City
by Walt Whitman
Once I pass’d through a populous city imprinting my brain for future
use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions,
Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually met
there who detain’d me for love of me,
Day by day and night by night we were together—all else has long
been forgotten by me,
I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung to me,
Again we wander, we love, we separate again,
Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go,
I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous.
Hi Hart Beat. I am so happy to share this song with you tonight. This is one of my favorites lately, and the best part? Aly Tadros is a fellow Brooklyn resident! We actually met last spring in the my Brooklyn running group and ever since looking her music up after meeting, I can’t stop listening. Not only is Aly an amazing artist but also the nicest person ever. This year Aly and fellow musician Ben Balmer released the song “Whim” that they co-wrote together. I am floored Hart Beat, I love this song so much. Aly’s playing in Manhattan on Saturday night, who wants to come with?