I cannot resist all the pretty paper at Wynwood Letterpress.
They make it way too easy to drop money you most likely don’t have on things like a Brass Pretzel necklace, Geronimo balloons, and Cigarette Pack Sized Classic Novels. Fortunately, I didn’t cave in and spend a cool $120 on balloons. Instead, I went for a couple more modest, but still totes adorbs, purchases:
I had written almost a paragraph confessing my guilt about being a part of the consumerism monster most Op-Ed pieces like to talk about. But then I cut & pasted it to my Evernote journal (totes lame in a cool way, I know) when I realized how ridiculous it sounded, and I should just relax, be grateful to live in a place of abundance, and enjoy my new flamingo and swan journals.
Once or twice a week I order a cappuccino and sit for a couple hours at Miam Café.
“To-Do: Hipster breakfast ✏️☑️ (Featured from left to right: cappuccino topped with artisan- swirled foam, #local water, chocolate ganache covered macaroon (which should fill you with nostalgic memories of your grand-mère carefully shaping the sweet treats during childhood summer vacations spent in provincial France), and Monstress, a novel chosen mainly because the cover is pretty (well, also because the author is Filpino). In all seriousness, though, everything was top-notch.”
I tagged Miam Café in this photo on Instagram and they re-posted it on their account. I instantly felt successful, famous, and confident in the knowledge that I have made all the right choices in this life.