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Hi! Welcome to my corner of the internet. I'm a 26 year old therapist, feminist, photographer, and shop owner currently living in Seattle, Washington. My shop, Dealign with Feelings, is geared toward destigmatizing and normalizing mental health. I'm biased, but I think we have some pretty cute stuff :) Click the "shop" tab to see what we've got! I mainly post about my travel and daily life on here. With other random musings thrown in. I post more frequently (and about more feminism) on my Instagram @emmycoletti, so make sure you're following me there. Thanks for stopping by!

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Meet A


There's really not much else to say.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

they will see us






I think it's those people who jump on every band wagon available.

Hey, let's go thrifting and buy some cat sweaters and afterwards drink coffee and talk about how sad we are and take photos at Starbuck's so we can show everyone that we are rebelling against mormon culture and drinking coffee. Oh, and I hate this song. I liked The Naked and Famous way before they were on the radio, but ever since they've gained commercial success I've become less of a fan because they're turning into sellouts. Oh, and let's discuss politics,  because I have a really strong opinion and whatever you say opposing my view is wrong. By the way, have you read this book? Yeah? Me either. I just like to instagram it and pretend like I read, when in reality I spend my free time stalking other people's lives on Facebook so I can make sure I'm following all the current trends like the perfect little robot.

Ok. Maybe that was harsh. But, seriously. I have absolutely no problem with people who do the aforementioned things. But, only if they are doing them for themselves, not because it's "trendy". Same goes for boys who try to pretend like they are super into sports. YOU'RE NOT INTO SPORTS. YOU LIKE READING GET OVER IT.

Vise versa too. I mean, if a guy is sport, then be sporty! Don't try to be all intellectual if it's not what you're interested in. 

And girls. Girls, girls, girls, girls. Stop trying to make everyone like you. I mean, those who want you, will come to you. You don't need to pretend to understand baseball or have a vast knowledge of World of Warcraft. Go shopping or go play volleyball or whatever else it is that YOU ARE ACTUALLY INTERESTED IN. Being fake is a no bueno situation.

It's just sad that the world puts so much pressure on people that they feel the need to change who they are. I know it's cliche, but people's quirks are what makes them interesting humans. You can't be original by being like someone else, so don't try to begin with! Everyone has their qualities, and in my opinion, everyone needs to embrace them instead of shutting them up in the closet.

People want to know who we are and what we're passionate about. Not who we're trying to be.



XOXO
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Monday, September 17, 2012

real life: a night of terrible decisions


The first woodland creature of the night. Followed by a raccoon, deer, fox, cow, and dog. Oh, and a demon. For reals.



"Quick, a car is coming"

"It's probably a killer"

Yay for friends

"We're so cute"

The only friend in Midway

Result of trekking it out in the mountain

Oh hey. We just took a five hour road trip and are back to hide a beverage.


Ok. So, Friday night:
My friend and I go to Wal-Mart.
"Should we go do it or drive for a bit?"
"Let's just drive up the canyon a ways"

(twenty minutes later)
"Should I turn left or right?"
"Right."

(ten minutes later)
"Should I turn left or right?"
"Left."

(thirty minutes later)
"We are on a dirt road."

(ten minutes later)
"I'm scared."

(ten minutes later)
"We're almost out of gas."

(ten minutes later)
"We are still in the mountain."

(ten minutes later)
"We are going to die."
(insert freak out from my friend)

(fifteen minutes later)
"I see lights."
"I'm excited to see what city we're in."

(twenty minutes later)
"Yay! We are in Midway!"

(ten minutes later)
(fill up with gas)
(keep driving)

"Oh hey, look, a freeway sign. Should we take it or go on to Woodland? It says it's in ten miles."
"Let's go to Woodland. That sounds fun."

(thirty minutes later)
"We are in a mountain again. I hate everything."
"We are going to die."
"I am going to be late for work."
"We should have turned around."
"We are idiots."
"Where in the world are we? Literally? Is this Kansas?"
"Kamas. We passed Woodland. Hey, Duchesne is in 72 miles."
"Let's just get to Hanna and then we will turn around."

(fifteen minutes later)
"This road is never ending."
"*$%!@&!!!!! I almost hit that fox!!!!!"

(twenty minutes later)
(1:13 a.m.)
(a figure on to our right)
(a woman standing by her mailbox)
(facing us)
(not moving)

"OH MY GOSH. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!!?!?!"
"WE JUST SAW A DEMON. THAT WAS A DEMON."
"WHY WAS THAT LADY OUTSIDE?! WHAT WAS SHE DOING?! IT WAS A GHOST!"
"I'M SO SCARED. MY HEART IS BEATING SO FAST."
"I'M GOING TO PEE MY PANTS."
"I DON'T LIKE THIS."

(thirty minutes later)
"CELL PHONE SERVICE. PULL OVER."
"Ok. We are in the Uinta forest. Take a right and get to UT 40. It will take us back to Heber."

(4:00 a.m.)
"Good thing our neighborhood cruise just turned into a five hour road trip to the middle of nowhere."







And that's what I did with my Friday night.
Oh, and Honeycutt laid on my legs. Progress.
Oh, and over the duration of the hangout sesh and spontaneous-accidental road trip, I ate two pieces of cheese pizza, three breadsticks, three cinnamon breadsticks, and 1 liter of Dr. Pepper. Basically I'm a teenage boy.

I'm never planning a slumber party again, because three people ditch out and me and my friend end up driving to the Uintas. LOL CATZ. I don't know if stranger things happened over the summer. 

XOXO
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