things I don’t want to forget

About halfway through my semester abroad I created section in my journal called “Things I don’t want to forget.” Here, I jot down a few words about encounters or things I see that only last a few seconds – but I never want to forget them.

I figured I’d share some of these little things with you.

Spanish people wear a LOT of cologne. Like, an amount that some would consider upsetting… but I love it. I’ve always been a fan of strong perfume and cologne. I appreciate it most when I’ve just walked through someone’s cloud of cigarette smoke, then an old man wearing way too much Giorgio Armani walks by – it cancels it out.

Mandarines. It’s become a habit of mine to grab some fruit from my local Carrefour market for dessert everyday. I am obsessed with these Moroccan mandarin oranges that are so incredibly juicy. They are the perfect balance of citrusy and sweet, and the skin peels off so easily. Anywho, I went to Carrefour on a Sunday afternoon and they had a pack of 5 mandarines for 1 euro since they were getting fresh produce the next day. I ate all five of them that evening. I don’t think I could ever get sick of them.

Sweet barista remembered me. I ran to this little local cafe near Alameda one morning, ordered an americano, and ran back. The barista was really kind – not overly, but was happy to whip me up some hot-bean-juice. I ran back two weeks later and our encounter went like this:
“buenos dias!”

“hola, buenos dias!”

“Un americano?”

(smiling and surprised he remembered) “si por favor!”

I went back a third time and he still remembered me. I like him.


Wish, the springer spaniel. Some friends and I were lying in the grass in a park outside of Lisbon, and this beautiful dog was frolicking nearby. We ended up petting it and chatting with the owner. The dogs name was Wish, and I thought that was so freaking sweet. And she was so well behaved!

Tree wearing a sweater. On a guided tour through Lisbon, we ended up in this neighborhood called Alfama that had a tiny square surrounded by tiled buildings and a few cafes. In the center stood a massive tree whose trunk was wrapped by a brightly colored knitted blanket. In this same neighborhood, artists created an exhibit on the walls of an alley with portraits of the elderly who have lived there their whole lives. The art in Alfama was so unique and unconventional… my favorite type of art.

Massive fruit spread in Rome. When I was in Rome, I asked my friend Regina who studied there for her favorite spots around the city. She was thrilled to recommend this spot called Ginger, specifically for their beautiful fruit platters. My friends and I ordered a medium fruit platter to share with our breakfast, and I swear it might be just as beautiful as the world famous Roman art we had seen. The mango was mouth watering, and passionfruit and papaya were so fresh and flavorful. I have to say, it was so nice to get some fresh fruit after living on pizza and pasta all weekend. Fiber, yay!

Birds in the cafe. We stayed at an Airbnb steps away from the Pantheon, and decided to check out some nearby cafes for affogati and cannoli. We sat towards the back of this brightly lit cafe, enjoying our bitter Italian espresso and the most decadent cannoli I’ve ever had. All of the sudden we see a pigeon land on the ground by our table. The Italian waiter did a loud *CLAP*, and like magic the bird flew straight out the front doors.


Erotic books in the bathroom. My friend Savannah brought us to the bookstore Shakespeare and Company, right by the Notre Dame. The bookstore is every bibliophile’s dream, and the cafe was a dream too. In the bathroom there was a glass cabinet above the toilet showcasing a collection of erotic books and magazines as decor – nothing too graphic – and I decided I’m gonna copy this in my future home.

Nirvana jacket. While sitting outside of Shakespeare and company with Savannah and Nora, we spotted this adorable gal wearing a denim jacket with an embroidery of Nirvana’s In Utero on the back. It was the coolest jacket ever, so I flagged her over. Luckily we spoke the same language, and she told us about the shop she bought it from in London for 15 Pounds! The girl and her friend were studying abroad in Florence and had been spending the weekend in Paris. They were really sweet. But damn, I want that jacket so badly.

Twinkling lights. Paris reminds me a lot of NYC, only more spread out and more sparkly. We saw the Eiffel Tower sparkle (it does it on the hour every evening!) and while walking to meet my friend Marisa and her family for dinner, I saw so many more twinkling lights lining the streets and restaurants. I see why they call it the city of lights.

Feeling at home. I spent some time with one of my best friends from home, who happened to be in Paris visiting her family. It was the most heartwarming thing ever being able to catch up with such a special soul in such a different environment. Her family was so incredibly welcoming too – her aunt and uncle invited me to their home for the night and made some delicious meals. I was lucky enough to go to the Paris Saint-Germain vs Lille game with them, which was a blast. We also went to an outdoor market on a rainy Saturday morning where local vendors sell fruits, vegetables, fish & meat, and pastries. We got chicken and potatoes to feast on for lunch… then Lebanese food for dinner… I ate so well that weekend haha.


Hey friends! I’m currently writing to you from one of my favorite coffee shops here in Sevilla… If you ever are in the area, check out Caótica. It’s right by Las Setas – the first floor is a cafeteria where you can enjoy a coffee, a glass of wine, or snack (the best carrot cake you will ever put in your mouth). There are three more floors above fully stocked with books, mostly in Spanish and some English. Plus, they always play The Strokes and Amy Winehouse.

I took these pictures with my friend Micah the other day! I really loved this outfit. There’s something about wearing a short floral dress and stomping around in some boots that is so liberating. I actually got this dress from Forever 21 a few hours before boarding my flight from Boston to Madrid. The waist is super flattering and you can either tie it at the neck or wear it open! Tied is super chic and feels super European haha.

The boots are from Zara. I was shopping last week with my friend Savannah, and saw these boots but put them back on the shelf. As I was about to check out, I had a sudden (and overwhelmingly dramatic) change of heart. They are so comfortable to walk around in, they add an inch or two of height, and they make me feel like the coolest punk rock gal in town.

I wanted to share a day in my life here in Sevilla, so here it goes. Today is Thursday, and I don’t have Friday classes, so it’s essentially my last *productive* day before the weekend haha.

7:30 Wake up call… I went to bed fairly early last night so I naturally woke up around 7:30. I stumble into the kitchen and grab my mason jar of coffee from the fridge. I made it last night so I could have an iced coffee before my run… I might be the world’s next genius.

8:15 Caffeinated, teeth brushed, time to run. I ran 3.5 miles this morning, I usually try to hit 4 but I ran pretty late yesterday so I gave myself a little break. I should also start measuring in kilometers now that I’m in Europe. I looove running in the cobblestone streets here – I think it helps my balance. It’s so magical to be running at this time too. The sun had just risen, people are commuting to work, and I get this sacred hour to myself. To sweat, to fly through the winding streets, and to take it all in. I always spend about 15-20 minutes stretching by the river.

10:30 Just showered and threw on my jeans and boots, put my notebook and favorite pen in my bag, and left. I start classes late on Tuesdays/Thursdays, so I like to get food beforehand – usually a late breakfast. Today I went to MilkAway, which is a smoothie/sandwich shop. Everything is super fresh and there’s a ton of vegetarian/vegan options. They also had jars of peanut butter and almond butter for sale for a couple of euros which is unheard of around here.

I journaled hardcore, eavesdropped on people’s conversations, and enjoyed my pitaya smoothie until the last sip.

12:00 I start heading towards my school, the weather is beautiful. I stopped by one of my favorite kiosks and got a bag of peanuts for 1 euro,  those have been my go-to snack here. Once I get to the university, I found a bench and layed down to read… currently enjoying Uncommon Type by Tom Hanks. Yes he also writes, yes he’s an amazing writer. I layed on this bench for a while eating peanuts and sharing them with the pigeons. It’s funny, everyone here feeds the pigeons. They’re loved too. They’re also way prettier than NYC pigeons…

1:00 / 13:00 I sit down in my History/Mythology class – my only class of the day. I will be the first to admit I have the biggest crush on my professor. We had a lesson planned about the Romans but we ended up spending the full hour and 45 minutes talking about flamenco, Rosalia, gyspy culture, and appropriation. It was incredible.

15:30 I walk towards Caótica with Savannah to meet up with Micah and get some homework done. There is a weekend market by Las Setas, and they have a massive tent where a woman is selling every sort of dried fruit you can imagine, as well as chocolates, baklava, and other goodies weighed per kilo. I told my friend yesterday I was craving dried mango, and because the universe loves me, I found some here!

17:30 I justttt finished my work, as well as my Americano, and decided to start writing this post. I have been eyeing this reflective backpack in the window at Ale-Hop, so I might go snag that on my walk home. I’ll walk about a half-hour home, and work on emails and blog stuff for the rest of the afternoon. Since I’m going to stop writing here, I’ll share what I think the rest of my day is going to look like. Check out my stories on @Juliettiful for the full play-by-play. I usually share my daily life there.

I plan on getting work done, cleaning my room and taking off my makeup to let my skin breathe. I also want to call my parents to say hello! I am going to grab tapas with a friend tonight, I’ll probably get espinacas con garbanzo and a cup of gazpacho, my two favorite tapas. Who knows, maybe even a glass of wine because the weekend is officially here!





5 little things

Hello from Sevilla! I felt like I needed to update you. Life abroad can get stressful and messy at times, but I have to say, I had an amazing week/weekend. I read this quote the other day that said “the little things aren’t little at all” and something about that really resonated with me. I tend to romanticize little things, I get caught up in life’s little details and small pleasures. So without further ado I want to quickly share 5 little things that made me happy this past week.

1. Grapes. My friend Savannah turned me onto the grapes here in Spain. Green grapes, red grapes, it doesn’t matter. I pretty much buy a bunch of them from my local market everyday because they’re so inexpensive. For some reason they just taste better here: they’re so juicy and fresh, and I like the fact that they have seeds in them, a little crunch. Sometimes I’ll freeze them and let them thaw a little for dessert, but the fresh ones are so incredible.

2. Sketching Statues. In my painting class we have been sketching statues. I never really thought I was good at drawing bodies, but the statues have been great practice of getting the form of the human body down. This drawing is of a Venus statue in my university – I’m so grateful to be going to such a historical school with an abundance of art and culture throughout the campus. Plus, sitting down and focusing on drawing is so mindful and keeps me really present.

3. Los Vinagres. I went to a rock show at an intimate little venue here in Sevilla, it was a band called Los Vinagres – they consist of 3 Spanish guys that jam about partying and love… I can’t seem to find the actual genre of the band online, in Spanish they call it “volcanic rock”, I would say it’s like Spanish punk rock? I don’t know. Kinda indie, kinda garage rock. Anyway, a friend I met the day before invited me to go on Saturday and I couldn’t say no. Best decision ever. Listen to their song “Verbenita”, it slaps, as the kids say.

4. Kid! I’m not sure if I’ve talked about my living situation here yet, but I live with 11 other students in an apartment type home, and we have two host parents that cook most days and do laundry. They’re absolutely wonderful. My host mom’s granddaughter came by one night and she was the cutest little thing. She’s 7 years old and speaks Spanish, but knows a few things in English. She was eager to show off her English skills and went around telling people “My hair is straight, your hair is curly…”. There was something so lighthearted and refreshing being around the innocent youthful energy. I let her do my hair and makeup and we sang Shakira songs together… so fun.

5. Tattoo. I got a tattoo yesterday. I might post about it at some point but I designed it and it’s something I’ve been wanting for a while. I woke up Saturday and thought “this seems like a cool idea” and went in for a walk-in after the shop opened post-siesta. I’m in love with the tat and the experience was just fantastic overall. A group of my friends came and rooted me on, and I love them endlessly for that!


As many of you know, I am in Spain for the semester. I landed two weeks ago, and did my fair share of sightseeing on my journey down to Sevilla from Madrid! I’ll share with you what my first week of travel looked like, and some highlights from each city.

I arrived in Madrid after a long sleepy flight at around 11am. After rounding up a group of students from my program, we were bussed into the city center of Madrid – however, there was a cycling race going on, so the bus couldn’t drop us off directly by the hotel. It was a short walk – only a mile. However, take into account that I had two checked bags both marked “HEAVY” by the airline (thanks Norwegian), and a carry on, and was feeling a little groggy from the 6.5 hour flight. The walk to the hotel was not easy considering previously mentioned circumstances PLUS cobblestone, but it was worth it to rest. We stayed at the Hotel Regina, which my study-abroad program booked for us, but I would highly recommend this hotel for its convenient yet safe location. It’s close to Puerta del Sol, next to a metro station, and a Starbucks. What more could you need? Oh and apparently the breakfast is amazing, but I overslept it. Twice. In Madrid we visited the Prado museum, and had multiple walking tours.

From Madrid, we took a bus to the Monasterio del Escorial which was about an hour north of Madrid. The grounds of the Monasterio were tremendous and full of religious and cultural history. We had to cut the tour short due to time and we still had so much to see. It was really shocking to find out that the actual layout of the building is in the form of a gridiron to honor St. Lawrence who was martyred by being roasted to death on a grill. Ay dios mio.

From El Escorial we drove to Toledo, which I am still very much in love with. I wish we were able to spend more time in Toledo – it is such an interesting ancient city for so many reasons, but I was amazed by the winding narrow streets, the overlook of the plains, and the architecture. In Toledo you will see buildings, tiles, and remnants from medieval Muslim, Jewish and Christian influences. In fact, it is commonly referred to as the City of the Three Cultures. If you want to actually see and learn about how the three cultures intertwine here, I recommend you visit the Iglesia de Santa Maria Santa María la Blanca. It was built by Muslims and given to Jewish people as a synagogue, and later turned into a Catholic Church. It’s not an active church now but it’s open to the public.


El Greco was also from Toledo. A lot of the little shops along the streets of Toledo sold swords, knives, and other medieval oddities. When I heard that Toledo was a medieval town, I definitely assumed it to be a little nerdy (think: renaissance fair). But everything about it was so special and so mystifying, and I would go back in a heartbeat.

From Toledo we took a bus down to Córdoba – our first city in Andalucia. We only spent a couple of hours here before we set off to Sevilla, but there are some things that I just love about the Andalucian cities that I have to note. There’s a lot of bright, white buildings – especially in the old town Córdoba. There’s a beautiful connection between the heat of Southern Spain and the architecture in Córdoba. Córdoba actually used to be the capital of Islamic Spain, which is reflected in the architecture as well. The Mosque in Córdoba is insane – I don’t have any other way to put it. This mosque became a church when the Christians came to Spain, but the Moorish architecture is unbelievable and the entire concept of the transition of religions in Spain is thought-provoking. Overall, the journey down to Andalucia was so fun, but so exhausting. Coming home to Sevilla for the first time was the best feeling in the world.

I’ve been in Sevilla over a week now and I am so lucky to call this place home – stay tuned to hear all about my home city in Andalucia! XO

sharing my favorite denim…

I’ve never had a trusted, tried & true pair of jeans. Sure, I’ve had some pairs that I liked, and would choose over others. On the flip side, I’ve also had jeans that sat in the bottom of my drawer for months. One rainy day, I felt daring, and pulled on the pair that sat at the bottom of the drawer, only to rip them off a minute later because of the stiff denim and uncomfortable waistband. Denim doesn’t have to be stressful. In fact, I encourage you to find a pair of jeans that you look forward to putting on. 

Somehow, somewhere, someone mentioned J. Crew denim to me. I couldn’t tell you who, because I don’t remember haha. I just remember going into the store because they offer a nice student discount and had a denim sale going on. I walked out with my first pair of their eco-jean. Pulling these jeans onto my body felt like MAGIC. I used to feel indifferent about high rise, but this pair hits right in a sweet spot where it’s not too high waisted. The denim itself is the perfect mix of stretch & straight – it hugs in all the right places.  Plus, there is a classy button fly that balances with the cool raw, cropped hem. They also come in petite and tall! WIN! The denim is made from sustainably dyed organic Italian cotton. Not only is the material sustainable, but the actual manufacturing was done using renewable energy and recycled water. The facilities that produce the eco-jean are solar powered and have miniature windmills (umm… cuteeee!)  that save 5.3 million kilowatts of energy per hour (that’s a lot).

In these shots I am wearing the vintage straight eco jean with button fly. I paired it with this fun little bodysuit that showcases floral and animal print. I also love wearing these slides with my jeans – they look so funky and fun with the cropped hem! I pulled the look together with my LV & an $8 pair of sunnies… because #balance.