comic via ruby
i found this comic recently while stumbling upon this refinery29 article. when i first saw the one above, i immediately started bawling my eyes out. it hits a little too close to home, so i decided to turn it into a lil psa. mental illness is tricky to understand, even when you suffer from one because everyone experiences them so differently. that being said, there are a few commonalities that nearly anyone affected can relate to. some days it's easy to feel so absolutely overwhelmed that getting through 24 hours alive is an accomplishment in itself. it's important to be gentle and soft and smooshy to anyone suffering from a mental illness because it often makes even mundane tasks difficult and feel unachievable. they need a lil extra love and it will make you feel better giving it to them as well. so next time someone is beating themselves up, remind them that they're doing their best.
roommates. so having one of those creatures who lives next to you during your first year of college is inevitable. if you’re going to some university where you virtually know no one chances are your person will be a rando, or you could be attending a school like sewanee (aka best college in the universe) where they force you to take on a rando your freshman year.
it can be a beautiful thing. i find it rather difficult to explain the relationship you have with your roommate. because all of a sudden you have another person taking up your space, your personal bubble, and you have to account for them too when you do things. they aren’t exactly like your best friend, or your sibling. roommates exist in a whole other category titled: things that everyone understands but are very difficult to explain.
having a roommate doesn’t guarantee that you will be best friends or that (unfortunately) y’all will even get along well, but it does guarantee that you need to be gracious and mindful. be aware that this is their home too, and don’t be a douche to them or their stuff and you are already off to a great start. also be caring and compassionate, and if you are not quite fond of your roommate that does not give you permission to bad mouth them to other people. you could luck out like me and get a wicked cool roommate (shoutout to katie sutton my boo thang). me and katie are those people who don’t care about anything ever, so it makes living together very enjoyable and easy. this too could happen to you, and i hope it does.
honestly, don’t stress over the roommate situation. you’ll be fine. most likely. and if not, it’s only a year.
basically this is a love letter to katie sutton,
image via tumblr
let’s talk about inspiration/motivation, mostly because i’ve been lacking in it. i’m on my last month of college and frankly i feel like i have been hit with a really slow-moving freight train. i have two ten-page papers due and finals and sorority stuff and yeah (i’m not complaining or anything). stress. very busy. and honestly, i haven’t felt like doing much lately. besides crying into my romanticism text book.
i guess you could say i am in a “drought” or in which i am in the middle of a desert, and water seems to be thousands of miles away. sometimes it’s really easy to forget that you are a person, and that you require water, and sustenance, and a freaking break. the drought doesn’t allow you to have these things though, because the drought sucks all the fun and inspiration out of your life.
i’m not blaming school or my busy schedule but more myself, for not being kind to me. i deserve to watch that one episode of SNL40, to take a breather, and to find enjoyment in the things i love. if you are also stuck in this drought mode in which you are in a constant cycle of taking a shower at the same time every day and sick of it: i feel you, me too.
here’s a couple things that have helped pull me out of the drought:
finally drinking some water,
to celebrate the first day of spring over the weekend, i've composed a color story of bits and pieces of my winter. these pantone shades are what i associate with the sights and feelings of the past few months. these are so fun to make, and i plan on doing them at the end of every season.
i bet kate never felt this way.
i went through quite a few style “phases” growing up (a term i use loosely because i’m still very much a kid). very tomboy during elementary school. vintage kitsch for my first few years of teenagerism. bohemian prep by the time i could drive. and now, as i’m about to graduate, i would describe my personal style as “minimalist with luxury influences”??? my oh my, how far we have come. i’m finally getting to a point where i know what i like and what i don’t. i’m not saying that i stay strictly within the genre i am wearing at the moment; there are days i throw on flowy crochets and huarache sandals and braid my hair. sometimes i wear combat boots and ripped skinnies and a flannel tied around my waist.
you don’t have to define your style if you don’t want to. wear whatever the heck you want. wear what makes you feel good. there are things in my closet that cosmo would tell me does not flatter my bodytype, but screw them because i think they’re adorable. i have missed out on some items that i crushed really hard on just because they “weren’t my style”. but i see now that personal style isn’t just what you wear, it’s what you love.
so don’t let anyone make you feel bad about what you love. this goes for every facet of your life. go to brunch and take crap from your friends because it’s “so cliché” (anyone who has animosity towards eating rosewater waffles past 11 a.m. is someone you don’t need in your life). listen to boybands and dance in the light of your refrigerator to them in the wee hours of the morning. wrap your body in things that make you smile.
you won’t regret it.
This is, to me, the loveliest and saddest landscape in the world. It is the same as that on the preceding page, but I have drawn it again to impress it on your memory. It is here that the little prince appeared on Earth, and disappeared.
Look at it carefully so that you will be sure to recognize it in case you travel some day to the African desert. And, if you should come upon this spot, please do not hurry on. Wait for a time, exactly under the star. Then, if a little man appears who laughs, who has golden hair and who refuses to answer questions, you will know who he is. If this should happen, please comfort me.
Send me word that he has come back.
i have been getting a lot of questions about my tattoo lately and i have been dying to talk about it with you guys! my favorite book is the little prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. i love this book more than anything (i mean, i'm making pieces of the fox chapter part of my wedding vows. if you've read the story, you know what i mean.), and i am begging every single one of you to read it. it is a french children's book, but it is so deep and beautifully written. personally, i believe the little prince himself is a parallel of Christ, but read for yourself to see why. the last page (italicized above) gives me chills every time. on my wrist, i have the star from "the lonely landscape". it makes my heart smile knowing i have this beautiful thing that i adore on my skin forever.
that being said, even though i'm still new to this whole tattoo thing, i have some pointers for those of you about to make the leap!
i am so happy and honestly cannot stop looking at it. to those of you with tattoos, any tips for us newbies? if you don't have any yet, what do you want? i'd love to hear from you!
okay, let’s talk tattoos. this one is for the homies who are maybe thinking about getting inked?? deciding to tattoo your body is a huge decision. so, here i am attempting to hopefully give you useful advice/tips for your first time.
first, here are some things that you need to know:
secondly, here’s some advice:
truth is, you’re probably not ever going to be ready for your first tattoo. and that’s okay. i have a little crescent moon on my left forearm, and i am still surprised when i see it there. to me, it’s a tribute to the still quiet beauty of the night. i look at it, and it reminds me that even in darkness there is still a sliver of light.
i hope you find what you’re looking for in the ink,
wow, time really does fly when you're having fun. i cannot believe aubstronomy has been consuming my life for a whole month today. when i came up with the concept for this blog, i never though i'd have my two best friends, and over 800 readers along with me. i want to thank them and all of you for dealing with my rants, shenanigans, and late night anxiety-laced texts (but maybe those are just for mary lynn and sara). i'd also like to thank taylor swift. for always believing in me. if you're reading this, we've never met but... well, actually we met when i was in fourth grade but i was lookin' real rough so i hope you don't remember that. but we could meet, you know, now. if you wanted to. seriously taylor, hit me up whenever.
honestly guys, i am ever so thankful for all of your support and could never tell you that enough. nothing makes my day more than hearing my friends and family telling me they're reading, let alone keeping up! that's crazy to me! i can't wait to see where we go and hope you stick around to watch with us.
all the love
photography by alyx gardner
my name is sara wesson, and yes, people call me by my first and last name in everyday conversation. i'm the newbie over here at aubstronomy. because of that fact, i feel like it is only necessary to share a little bit of random facts about me.
i can't wait to see where aubstronomy goes and i'm so happy/blessed that i get to have this experience with some of my best friends!
withs lots of love and coffee,
*editors mark: i would like to point out that sara and i met many moons ago but this was truly the moment we fell in love. (love, aubrey)
change, who am i?
who is this girl wearing the ugliest sweater ever and why don’t i recognize her? (thoughts middle school me would have if she saw high school me)
okay so you’ve just now realized you’re not that into pokemon anymore, and it’s really bumming you out. i’m with you. hello, my name is mary lynn and i just turned 19, and my first year of college is coming to a close. (can you say mini freakout???)
in middle school, i was this crazy tiny person who ran around and was crazy. in high school, i was this girl who read a lot of books, and was “chill”. now, i’m in college and i have no idea what is a single word that can describe me in all of my complexity. change happens to the best of us. in fact, it happens to all of us. you won’t notice it at first, but one day you’ll be scrolling through your facebook photos and realize you are not the same person who enjoyed the suite life of zack and cody. some things won’t change either. like fall out boy is absolutely still my favorite band, and i still hate oatmeal. yet i am an entirely different mary lynn these days.
it’s kind of scary you know? how could i have become so different without realizing it, and what can i do to stop it. you can’t. you just have to roll with it. the thing is that, you are incredible. really. you are made of bones, and blood, and veins, and organs, and muscles, and they all talk to each other to make you work. it’s truly incredible. you can form thoughts every day and you have opinions on the weather. you are alive. and every day you are learning new things about yourself. how do you know that you love greek food if you haven’t tried it? isn’t that amazing. there are a billion trillion places you haven’t been and food you haven’t eaten and people you haven’t met that will influence you in ways you can hardly begin to imagine. have you fallen in love yet? what, me neither! but i hear it’s life-changing. and we get to experience that.
change is inevitable, because change is growth. growing into who you are, who you want to be, discovering yourself. so don’t be scared, even though it is scary. i promise you this though, it is entirely normal perhaps even a little exciting?? so embrace the change! take on the weird and the wonderful! do the dangerous! live your life and love yourself! fall in love with someone who doesn’t speak your language! adopt a dog!
this person that is you is waiting to be known. go and find her/him.
i’m doing the same.
p.s. i know my word now. i’m that person who gets really deep, really fast.
"soulmates? i think they exist. just not always romantically. i think there are certain people you will meet in your life who you just connect with more than anyone else and you just know it isn't a typical thing and you understand each other perfectly. and this person won't always be your "significant other" i mean it could be your friend or sibling or parent or teacher or the person you're dating or whoever, it could be just about anyone you've ever interacted with." (author unknown).
have you ever heard the greek myth that people used to have four arms, four legs, and a head with two faces? zeus feared the power humans had and split them in two. now, we are wandering through life, in search of our other half. there are people out there and they will make you believe this myth to be true. one of these people for me is my best friend mary lynn. we have been inseparable from my freshman year of high school and she is my second favorite human being on this earth (i love my mum too much).
mary lynn has been considering blogging as well, so why not collaborate? you'll be seeing her around aubstronomy doing book reviews, making playlists, and maybe posting her own work? on thing is for sure though, this lil lady is an english major specializing in creative writing at sewanee, so she knows what she's talking about! she has so much talent and heart, and i can't wait to see where she takes aubstronomy.
watch this space!
hello! my name is aubrey, the author of aubstronomy. i started my instagram page the summer of 2011 as a fun way to interact with my friends and family, but have picked up a few more followers along the way. several of those lovely people brought up the idea of blogging, and here we are! the transition from high school to college is a huge and exciting one, and i cannot wait to document everything along the way. these are the years of self-discovery, especially in style. my personal tastes have grown so much and i know they will continue through this scary journey called "young adulthood". in a nutshell, i blog because i love life and want to share it (and because one day i'll want to remember a wrinkle-free me).
here's to the fun years!
documenting the fun years.