But you know what they say. All good things must come to an end. Luckily, at this end lies a beginning! Namely, hollyandmeagan.com.

You heard right, ladies and gents. No more of that dot-wordpress-dot-com biz. hollyandmeagan.com is our name, chronicling is our game.

So, hollyandmeagan.wordpress.com, here’s lookin’ at you, kid. As for the rest of you, update your google readers, change your bookmarks, and tell your friends to meet us on the other side. Everyone’s doing it.

i’ve been on the hunt for over a year for another pair of espadrilles, and i’ve finally decided that I’m just going to have to order them from Spain…In case you have been looking for a pair, here they are!

now I just have to pick a color. any suggestions?

if i had this bag, in yellow, i would be so ready for graduation. and a job. it’s so chic. so professional. so fun. so bright. and oh so efficient!

if i had this bag , in yellow, i think “come to me” by Koop would be playing softly in the background of my young professional life.

if i had this bag , in yellow, i would certainly need an iphone, new sunglasses, and a light, new macbook to fill it’s pockets.

but tomorrow, when my daydreams are feeling less new-york-professional, and more denver-professional, i’ll probably want this bag, and a new yoga mat.

ohhh the choices.

Happy Valentines Day, all! Ours was filled with fresh cut flowers, deadly amounts of sugar, time with loved ones, a little bit of snow, and we hope yours was too!

Our only disappointment from today was that we didn’t receive any romantic paraphernalia from the person who searched for “really attractive people” and found us. The postal service is so unreliable.

This horrible 80′s wedding dress went from this,

to this,

Seriously? What vision! Even if I found the original (which, let’s be clear.. no one ever finds things this good in real-life thrift stores), I don’t know if I would have seen past the sleeves.

I’m so inspired.

You know what that means. The snowstormofthecentury2010 flew over auburn yesterday….so kind of him to stop by!

My first question is this. Who is the person that googled “really attractive people?” I think “model” might have yielded better results.

My second question is the one I know we are all asking. How did google know?

We have no idea, but we would like to thank google for the confidence boost. As for the mystery internet searcher, we hope you found what you were looking for.

1. “attached to a Best Western”
2. “This tastes like pizza.”
3. “Those pieces of sweet and sour chicken look like tiny, slaughtered pigs.”

Now let it be known that I’m not easily grossed out by food, but y’all. The sweet and sour chicken, deep fried and kind of pink (???), really did look like tiny pig’s bodies. Who can keep eating after that thought enters your head, much less take home leftovers? Waste.

Also,

I am mad that this free commodity was given to Ellen. For obvious reasons, waste.

from Simply Breakfast

Because it’s winter, and who doesn’t need more vitamin c?… because I like tart in the morning…. but mostly because it looks so wonderful in colorful bowls. And looking good is what breakfast is all about. Ask my mug collection.

Well, I haven’t learned my lesson, and clearly Jesus hasn’t come back yet, but I have semi-successfully introduced caffeine into my life. One cup of coffee in the morning and I feel like one hundred dollars! It’s great, except today I woke up with a headache. No big deal because before yoga this morning Laura happened to have a bottle of Excedrin, and I popped two.

So, the caffeine equivalent of three cups of coffee pumping is through my veins. This might be acceptable for the normal 22-year-old coffee drinker, but not this 22-year-old coffee drinker.

Do you know what it feels like attempt yoga poses that you already can’t do while you feel like you are going to have a seizure? It’s unpleasant.

But lo, I will overcome! For I am a survivor!

The bottom line: I’m just not willing to give up a great morning ritual. Also, if I’m to wake up before 8am, I need some help.