into...Modern Love.

Vogue September 2011.

The discovery of the following article is credited to a remarkable friend of mine; she is fair, wise, and intelligent far beyond her years. She is one of those intellectual hipster girls you see walking Central Park, leather bound book in hand, listening to a song by Mr. Little Jeans on repeat (or at least this is how I envision her as I blog from Boston). 

This article truly makes you reconsider the ways we perceive fate, love, and happiness. Are we setting ourselves up for failure by believing that true, preordained, infallible love can only exist within the context of a good story? When we are so blinded and preoccupied with fairytale love, how can we ever expect for it to take its most natural course -- for love to seemingly choose us? 

Read the New York Times article by Sarah Healy, When the Words Don't Fit. 

The author notes, a good story is nothing more but a good story; love doesn't effortlessly fill the pages and the ending isn't one necessarily comparable to that of Cinderella. However, what is worth realizing is that love extends far beyond a unique meeting of two strangers, it is a journey filled with kindness, fights, devotion, flaws, and forgiveness. And as the journey stands the test of time, love seems to inexplicably and unboundedly grow. And if to outsiders, that sort of journey is considered conventional (even in the slightest) then so be it -but for two people, that journey is their very own version of fairytale love. 


this post is dedicated to the fab four; my backbone and inspiration.