moved to New York to start working in public relations.* She is conquering the world with her curiosity and her love of life.
*No work-related posts on products here.
KRISTAN
is a writer, currently at work on her second novel (the first is "simmering") and several short stories. Check out her writing on Amazon or visit her website, kristanhoffman.com.
In addition to JBU, Kristan blogs at The Dieline. She lives in Cincinnati with her boyfriend, puppy, and leopard gecko.
WHY 2 COLUMNS?
On the left side of our blog, we post thoughtful things - deep, funny, or personal. On the right side, we post beautiful things - often music, pictures, and video that we like.
Think of it as brain food + eye candy.
We think each is important in its own way, so we make sure you can easily see both!
I’m a little late on knowing Florence + The Machine, but have you ever heard a more amazing album than Lungs! She is fantastic, if you couldn’t tell from her music videos and of course her voice.
It’s a two-fer. I’ve been jamming to Swedish band Ceo, and they have this cool techno-infused melodic cheery I don’t know how to describe sound. whatever it is, it’s perfect for a boost in the afternoon slump while you work or a pick-me-up run. One of my favorites is Illuminata, but you can also download from rcrd lbl Everything is gonna be alright and Come with me. The same sound exists with Karl X Johnan’s Flames, which you can also get here.
For her birthday, my friend thought it would be fun to do something out of ordinary. So the lot of us, trekked over to Coney Island and celebrated. Here are the photos I took, believe it or not on my blackberry (although edited in Photoshop). We happened to be up in the air on a ride when the fireworks started, it was the best view ever. The last photo is of the Cyclone’s wooden structure.
Last time I went home my mommy remarked that I grew taller. Keep in mind I’m already relatively tall. But there was no way, I concluded, because by this point I couldn’t possibly be growing. One day I stood next to my supervisor and she looked up and commented if I grew because I looked taller. Then after visiting my cousins again, they asked if I had gotten taller.
This weekend I happened to get measured and lo and behold–as my supervisor said, “You came to New York and grew an inch? I feel like I’m shrinking!”
Not going to lie, it’ll be pretty cool to be 5’10″ next year if this keeps going.