hey amber rae

High-res lisaframe:

I cleaned out my closet this weekend and sent them to my bestie in NY, Miss @heyamberrae. I’ve had enough with those clothes… and they’ve had enough of me.

oh wow I’m so excited!!! I knew giving nearly all my clothes away to charity would come back around one day… :)


I cleaned out my closet this weekend and sent them to my bestie in NY, Miss @heyamberrae. I’ve had enough with those clothes… and they’ve had enough of me.

oh wow I’m so excited!!! I knew giving nearly all my clothes away to charity would come back around one day… :)

[We] need sometimes to escape into open solitudes, into aimlessness, into the moral holiday of running some pure hazard, in order to sharpen the edge of life, to taste hardship, and to be compelled to work desperately for a moment at no matter what.

George Santayana, as quoted by Pico Iyer

The Dally Dispatch



Casey Shea and the boys came up on our office roof and rocked “Chelsea”. Of course we were busted mid-song by our kind and benevelont landlord who let them finish the song. Turned out they were standing on top of the skylight, with 2 inches of rubber between them and the glass structure underneath, but no one died! Totally worth it! Wait for the end to see the landlord pop up trying to break it up!

Look for “Chelsea” on the upcoming album in a few months, and listen to the current “Love Is Here To Stay” album until then!

Expertly shot and edited by Eric Weiner, with help from our own Lauren Glucksman. This is part one in the Family Live Sessions!


so epic + utterly unreasonable = <3

Hurry up and Wait

Seth gave the team some amazing productivity advice yesterday that he called “Hurry up and Wait.” 

He advised us to create artificial deadlines so we do more and ship better work. This might go as follows:

On Tuesday, I will complete X.

Once completed, leave untouched until Thursday.

On Thursday, review, share, and edit as needed.

On Friday, ship.

I’m testing it out this week and it’s going brilliantly so far.

I hope it helps you do more too.

do it anyway. paradoxical commandments.

People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered; 
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank,
People may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight.
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have and it may just never be enough;
Give the the world the best you have anyway.

You see, in the final analysis, it’s all between you and God;
It was never between you and them anyway.

-Mother Teresa
(Original version: The Paradoxical Commandments)

(via kristygraves)

Great songs write themselves. You’re just being led by the nose, or the ears. The skill is not to interfere with it too much. Ignore intelligence, ignore everything; just follow it where it takes you. You really have no say in it, and suddenly there it is.

Keith Richards (via imskyhigh)

This is how I feel about the work I pursue. I have no choice but to do what I do. Life just keeps taking me there. 

(via imskyhigh)

on why I write and what it teaches me

I had drinks with a friend last night who encouraged me to look back on all my notebook writing from the last year. He pushed me to promise that I’d put together all my most important ideas and the lessons that changed my life. I agreed to the challenge.

Over the last year, I’ve probably gone through 150 notebooks (or more). I write to understand and reflect. It inspires me, motivates me, helps me feel in touch with my deepest thoughts and emotions, gets my creativity flowing, and often heals me. What I never do is go back to reflect days later. Writing provokes such deep honesty and intensity that the process of doing it alone is what motivates and sustains me. I never even thought to look back.

Today I decided to change this. As I sat in my favorite wine bar/cafe in all of New York a few hours ago (Bread on spring and elizabeth), I decided to look back on my past week’s writing. Bread is a place where I feel balance and peace. It inspires me, provokes thought, encourages creativity, and most of all, I feel so utterly and happily me. From the xx to cinematic orchestra, the music moves and touches me too. The whole experience, really, is perfect.

As I read through my writing over a glass of wine, I felt shocked and immediately impacted by my words. I have a very free-form writing style. Meaning that there’s no judging, absolutely no editing, and just pure thoughts from the heart. This is great in the moment, but afterwards? Wow. It’s just as good, even better in some ways. I realized I have exactly what I’m feeling, what my fears and concerns are, what is exciting me and inspiring me all there right in my hands. It’s easy to get caught up in the rush of life and my notebook is a constant reminder of what truly matters, of what’s most important.

This moment helped me realize how truly aware I am of my feelings, desires, what’s right, wrong, and what needs to change. I tend to be a very instinctual person who makes decisions very quickly based on gut feelings. But I also sometimes hesitate or over-analyze feelings when they are uncertain or negative. Reading over my writing taught me how much more I can trust myself. I could feel and see the progress and growth.

In moments of hesitation, the only thing we can do is TRUST.

The best piece of advice I could give anyone is pretty simple: get a life. A real life, not a manic pursuit of the next promotion, the bigger paycheck, the larger house. Do you think you would care so very much about those things if you developed an aneurysm one afternoon or found a lump in your breast while in the shower?

Anna Quindlen, A Short Guide to a Happy Life (via katiewelch)

so true. chase purpose, seek beauty, find meaning.