(Source: nonameisviable, via weddingequality)
(Source: nonameisviable, via weddingequality)
"A classic is classic not because it conforms to certain structural rules, or fits certain definitions (of which its author had quite probably never heard). It is classic because of a certain eternal and irrepressible freshness."
-
Edith Wharton
May your day be mirthful as we celebrate Edith Wharton’s birthday! Looking for one of her classics? We’ve got them right here!
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![Yoga. An ancient practice that has in past years catapulted into popular culture as a fitness regiment to the stars, Marina mommys and broke college students. Like with most things in my life, I am hesitant about everything (with the exception of chocolate) and yoga was no different but fresh out of Bakersfield, CA I wanted to experience something out of my comfort level and expand my horizons [or something like that] so as a college freshman I signed up for an 8am class, one day a week for the entire semester and guess what I found out? Yoga becomes less and less enjoyable when its based on a grade. So, at the end of the semester I swore it off and cursed a little in my head every time it was mentioned. Years would go by until three words sparked my interests- ANTI GRAVITY YOGA. The geniuses over at Crunch Fitness combined yoga with circ de soleil silk hammocks (to reduce joint pressure and promote deeper stretches) and I was SOLD. The workouts were challenging, beautiful and dangerously close to an addiction- always leaving you wanting more. Unfortunately the current city I reside in is CF deprived, my bank account isn’t exactly comfortable with the idea of joining a gym or yoga studio at the moment and let’s be honest here I’ve become an increasingly lazy individual but today, I had the urge for some good old fashioned yoga…which I decided to practice in my underwear. Yes, my boyfriend (fully clothed in workout clothes) and I were P90X yogis in our living room and guess what? I LOVED IT and by documenting this I hope it serves as a reminder to get off my ass, into my new yoga suit (you’re all following along right? bra and underwear) to achieve a healthier body and mind.
Editors Note* It wasn’t nearly as sexy as the photograph to the left or as challenging but you get the idea.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lya94xl52Y1ro3njto1_500.jpg)
Yoga. An ancient practice that has in past years catapulted into popular culture as a fitness regiment to the stars, Marina mommys and broke college students. Like with most things in my life, I am hesitant about everything (with the exception of chocolate) and yoga was no different but fresh out of Bakersfield, CA I wanted to experience something out of my comfort level and expand my horizons [or something like that] so as a college freshman I signed up for an 8am class, one day a week for the entire semester and guess what I found out? Yoga becomes less and less enjoyable when its based on a grade. So, at the end of the semester I swore it off and cursed a little in my head every time it was mentioned. Years would go by until three words sparked my interests- ANTI GRAVITY YOGA. The geniuses over at Crunch Fitness combined yoga with circ de soleil silk hammocks (to reduce joint pressure and promote deeper stretches) and I was SOLD. The workouts were challenging, beautiful and dangerously close to an addiction- always leaving you wanting more. Unfortunately the current city I reside in is CF deprived, my bank account isn’t exactly comfortable with the idea of joining a gym or yoga studio at the moment and let’s be honest here I’ve become an increasingly lazy individual but today, I had the urge for some good old fashioned yoga…which I decided to practice in my underwear. Yes, my boyfriend (fully clothed in workout clothes) and I were P90X yogis in our living room and guess what? I LOVED IT and by documenting this I hope it serves as a reminder to get off my ass, into my new yoga suit (you’re all following along right? bra and underwear) to achieve a healthier body and mind.
Editors Note* It wasn’t nearly as sexy as the photograph to the left or as challenging but you get the idea.
"I am a mysteriously slow writer. I say “mysteriously” because there is no accounting for it."
- Joseph Heller (via theparisreview)
Politics in TWO sentences that sum up Ryan Lizza’s The Obama Memos piece for The New Yorker.
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