In order to improve your mood on a shitty day, wear a flower in your hair.

Am I right ladies?

Love Jecca xx

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Ellen Von Unwerth

3 Months ago my little sister and I embarked on a 4 week-long road trip around part of America. It was the culmination of months of planning, daydreaming and excitement. For my sister the road trip was a stop over on the way to her new life in Monaco, France.

I think there is no better way to recharge your batteries than to go on a trip with family, a best friend or similar. It flips everything back up the right way, it’s like a sigh of relief.

My sister is my sigh of relief. Always.

As long as I live, I’ll never forget the sight of her walking through the gates at LAX. I was finally reunited with my favorite person in the world; my Sister-friend.

The trip started in Los Angeles with a rain-soaked drive up the PCH to Morro Bay for our first night. We were both horribly hung over, and I was exhausted from concentrating to stay on the correct side of the road, so we were in bed early (not the stuff of great road trip stories right?) The next day we spent another rain-soaked morning exploring Hearst Castle and being totally amazed by the sheer opulence, it was truly beautiful, and it’s always fun to pretend you are a princess for a morning.

Next stop was San Francisco, a truly gorgeous city with a fun vibe. We spent most of our time eating, drinking, looking at buildings and walking around. I’ll be heading back there sometime soon for sure.

We then flew to Bellingham, Washington for our first ever Christmas with our American family! It was such a special time, and so lovely to spend quality time with our Grandparents, we still talk it about it all the time and it really goes to show how very precious family time is. We also had a rollicking great time with our ‘American brothers’ who are friends from waaaaay back, resulting in a fab night out in Seattle, drinking Sweet Tea shots at Kells bar near Pike Place Markets (if you haven’t been, then go!)

The second part of the trip began with New Year’s eve in Las Vegas. We had sinful amounts of fun, stayed at the MGM and loved it. We ended up hanging out with a couple of Australian guys we met one night, so that was great fun too. We basically spent the whole time drinking, dancing, laughing, gambling, walking around, eating and sleeping. I don’t think there is anything else you can do in Vegas right? The New Year was brought in on the strip underneath Planet Hollywood, it was a magical moment; fireworks, my sister, new friends, a gigantic pink drink, glitter and laughter. We had done it, it was one of those “Holy shit this is really happening moments.” Pure happiness. I knew then that 2011 was going to be a great year, a new start in foreign new places for my sister and I. Needless to say there was toast to ‘being scared shitless but doing it anyway.’

We left Vegas for the Hoover Dam and Grand Canyon. We had just missed a massive snow storm so it was pretty icy and scary to drive on, but with my sister’s encouragement I did it! Sister power will conquer all things, including the elements. The Canyon was phenomenal…and big, yes I know but really, that thing is HUGE! I would recommend making the trip there, it’s totally awe-inspiring. We then had a long 9 hour drive ahead of us to get to Silver City, New Mexico. The road stretched on and on, and I’ve never seen small towns like the ones we came across! I swear, many people in these places had never heard of New Zealand, making my sister and I feel like some kind of rare exotic bird, it was truly hilarious! Silver City was gorgeous, small and just what our poor broken bodies needed after our time in Vegas. We ate organic salads the whole time, didn’t touch a drop of alcohol and had the best time with our family, we spent our last night at a folk concert in a place called Pino Altos at a 100-year-old Opera house. It was so stunning! I want to return and drink Martini’s again! It was a gorgeous time and the city is so quant and charming.

The last part of the trip was a night in Tucson Arizona followed by a night in Phoenix. We screwed up our reservation in Tucson and headed straight to Phoenix, stopping at the Desert museum along the way, that place is so cool, miles and miles of Desert and cool animals, like nothing I’ve seen before! Luckily we took a wrong turn on our way to Phoenix and drove through the Saguaro Cactus forest, now that was a sight!

I won’t mention Phoenix because it was the last night of the trip so it was sad anyways, but it was also a totally miss-able city. In fact, I would say most of Arizona is totally miss-able, I think it’s the type of place where you need to know the locals to get to the cool spots. Or it’s just complete shit.

Back to LA where we had a blast; a day at the Santa Anita races, bike riding at Venice beach (on matching pink bikes no less!) Cocktails, giggling, sightseeing and relaxing by the pool.

It was time for My sister to leave for France. My baby sister was leaving to live in a foreign country on her OWN. She had left her boyfriend, her life, her family and was doing it, she made her dream come true. How gutsy is that? I’ve never been more proud and sad at the same time. I had grown accustomed to having her by my side day and night, I felt like I could breathe confidently again, like it was all OK as long as she was there, I’m fine on my own, quite content actually, but there is something so comforting and special about the bond between my sister and myself, I honestly feel like I can be my whole self when she’s there.

So now she’s done it. She’s happy and loving her life in France. She left everything that was known to her and shook the fucking daylights out of her life. She refused to compromise on her happiness so she went for it, ran head first into the unknown and now she’s killing it. She’s smiling, happy, meeting great new people, being her charming gorgeous self and no doubt enchanting more people than I care to imagine.

My darling girl, the trip was so precious, you are so full of life and light that I can’t even articulate it properly.

You are the love of my life.

Big Sis xx

P.S It’s you and me, always.

X Marks The Spot?

February 26, 2011

Hi darlings!

Well, I’m back in LA and have been for about 2 months now. I’m looking for work and looking to establish a life here, major changes, but it’s great!

I’m on the job hunt and its positive but also getting pretty grueling. I’m all over the show, interviewing, trialling, smiling and selling myself like some awful Willy Loman type (for the record, I’m not a fan of sales people – the ghastly kind anyway)  I’m exhausted. I’ve not slept properly in 2 weeks, I just need to relax, but I stay up until 5am running through every possible scenario in my head until my brain begins to steam! I am so hard on myself it’s unbelievable. I am 100% terrified of making the wrong decision and setting my life on the wrong course, well, I swing between that and trusting the universe and letting the master plan happen organically. Do I sound completely insane to you? Don’t answer that…I know already.

And here’s the really crazy part, one particular job I’ve been trailing for is  close to perfect. Loads of travel, great perks and the financial side is great…but there are a few things that I don’t like and would have to make concessions for, quite big concessions actually, like my LIFE and free time. So now I’m questioning this option too, even though I have been begging the universe for this sort of opportunity. Believe me, I’m not afraid of hard work, and I’m not lazy, I guess I’m just making sure I’ve got every angle figured out.

Also, it’s proving difficult to meet people in LA,  I’m the type who will talk to anyone and love them immediately. I’ll offer my home, my life, my friends, my makeup, my car, whatever it is that will make that person’s life easier/make them feel loved. It just so happens this town isn’t used to that, don’t get me wrong, I’m meeting cool people…but then they are all so busy being cool and pretending to be SO important that the bullshit gets in the way of actually just getting on with the fucking job and having fun! But, in spite of this, I’ll continue to be kind, patient and send out the love, and hope that maybe, hopefully, eventually it will come back, in the form of someone who is genuine and RAD!

Anywho, I’m at a giant crossroads…and I’m feeling like I need a sign or something, and I keep hoping and doing all I can to make this choice but I’m so confused, to the point where my perspective is completely skewed.

Does anyone have any advice or ideas or stories? I could use any help!

Love Jecca xx

Are you Going To The Show?

February 2, 2011

Last night I did one of my FAVORITE things, I went to a Punk Rock show and saw one of my most favorite bands ever ever – Against Me! and if you are that way inclined then I would check them out – my favorite song by them below

There is nothing quite like the frisson and excitement at a live show, and these guys brought the frisson! They were energetic, fun, loud, great and just…fucking fantastic! I danced my ass off and screamed my lungs out singing. There is nothing quite like the experience of a great band and a great crowd, it’s my spirit, it’s where I feel happiest, it’s where I feel connected and excited! At one point the lead singer Tom Gable said something like “This is the best high, I could stay like this forever” and I couldn’t agree more. Ever notice how after a great show you can barely remember what happened and what songs they played? It’s because you are on some other level of excitement and rapture that you simply cannot recall the exact awesomeness of the show, just embrace that moment while you are lucky enough to have it!

Another great thing about concerts is the cute boy potential, now I happen to like tattoos, piercings and all that, so a punk rock show really is like my mecca for cute boys. And generally I find that these particular boys are modest and unassuming, all the things we love! It’s my personal belief that there is nothing scarier than an arrogant prick, gross and horrid!

Wow, I really digressed there…

Anyways, the point I’m making is, go to a concert! If you LOVE Kenny Rogers then bloody go! There might be heaps of dudes there with white beards who look like Santa, if that’s your vibe then go with it! Say hi, talk to strangers, ask for a lighter, ask for directions, I don’t know, ask if their beard is REAL, do something!

Oh, another brilliant thing about shows is that you often hear other bands too, I heard this band for the first time and I am 100% hooked on them, not to mention the singer has a gorgeous voice and is absolutely beautiful.

This is ‘Girls with Accents’ by Fences:

Swoon

Jecca xx

It’s All Happening

January 28, 2011

  • Bloody Hell! It’s 2011, when did that happen? My head is spinning off!
  • Resolutions? Just be realistic my dears.
  • If you haven’t been to Las Vegas then go, immediately! And invite me!
  • Nothing worth having comes easily (OK, sometimes it does)
  • Remember that there is the exception and the rule. Live by the rule, but always aspire to be the exception!
  • People change. Sometimes it’s great, and sometimes it will kill you.
  • While we are on the topic of resolutions –  If you are going to try a diet, and I am sure you are lovely just the way you are! But IF you are, then I recommend the South Beach diet. It’s tough the first few days, but the change is almost instantaneous, and that is SO encouraging! And if you need support I’m right here, promise!
  • Don’t bite the hand that feeds you.
  • Dog parks – totally new experience for me, a great place for meeting cute boys/men. But beware, they are usually OBSESSED with their dogs. Ugh
  • Get rid of the pens that make your handwriting look ugly.
  • If you are a guest, don’t show up empty handed, and offer to help.
  • If you are having a shitty day, go to the nearest Anthrolpologie store and all will be well again, it’s so magic and swooney! You might find a nice new pen there.
  • Focus on the love – send it out, be open to it, make people feel loved, love yourself.
  • A watched phone will never ring, and a watched inbox will never receive mail.
  • Kiss a cute boy with a lip piercing on New Years Eve on the strip in Las Vegas. Awesome awesome awesome, yes!
  • Write thank you notes and letters, keep it alive people!
  • Keep a notebook with you at all times so you can write down any lightbulb moments throughout your day.
  • Yes Yes, I know you are terrified but please for the love of God take the plunge already! Cut your hair, change you job, take the trip, kiss the babe, say what you think (tactfully and respectfully of course!) make the call, go to the Doctor, paint your toenails, break-up.
  • You are an adult and that means you can do anything you want!

For Today I’ll Be Hyde

December 2, 2010

Sometimes I have to really push down the cynical bastard inside myself and put a fucking smile on it.

And sometimes in my shittiest moments –  when my brain is totally out of control and at its most destructive, I read over my optimistic posts of love and life and wonder who the fuck that person is? I cringe. And yea, most of the time life is good, and I feel genuinely happy and get butterflies in my stomach about how incredibly amazing the world is and how much I love my life. And sometimes you just…barely understand how you felt yesterday, or even an hour ago.

Because sometimes you just need to revel in the cynicism. Revel, roll and laugh with the cynicism, it’s an old friend who’s come to visit who encourages you to drink too much Vodka. He’s the kind of friend who is fantastic in short doses. But my God, don’t you just have so much fun together?!

You roll your eyes at couples holding hands and groan when you hear about another engagement, Because honestly, the cynics are  always the funniest, and most honest. Truly they are!

You spend your days plugging away at being a decent person, hoping and doing all you can to get the Life, get it all, and getting it looking the way you want.

But sometimes it just seems impossible and difficult and you just want to switch it all off and watch a movie.

And then your old friend cynic pours you a delicious glass of wine, lights you a cigarette and tells you to just relax. He has to be going now, and yes he’ll come and visit again sometime. He doesn’t know when, he’ll just show up whenever he feels like it. And you say that’s OK because you’ve never had so much fun.

Jecc xx

Things are looking up, It must be all of that fresh snow Vancouver had over the weekend. Along with the wonderful whiteness comes a sense of quiet and calm.

A few favorite things over the past few weeks:

  • Receiving Letters
  • Family SKYPE dates
  • Watching my sister go through an incredibly tough time with grace, dignity and clarity. My god I miss you!
  • Friends who have good news
  • Trip planning
  • New Friends who you just LOVE instantly
  • Listening to Katy Perry’s ‘Firework’ – if you’re having a shitty day, LISTEN to it. Katy, you’re so bloody brilliant
  • People you can rely on who offer help and advice when you feel completely lost
  • My friend Sam. Just…thank you
  • Long conversations with my Grandparents on snowy Sunday afternoons and realising  just how similar we are.
  • My Grandma showing me off to all of her friends at Church
  • Doing things purely for love – yes, I actually went to Church!
  • Fresh snow
  • Going to Ice Hockey games
  • Possible hangout’s with boys
  • Collecting pictures and ideas for my dream home – for when I become a grown up
  • TREEHOUSES (totally and completely obsessed)

Swiss Family Robinson Treehouse, the best!!

Aren’t they lovely!

Love Jecca xx

For Desire

November 10, 2010

Ellen Von Unwerth

Give me the strongest cheese, the one that stinks best;
and I want the good wine, the swirl in crystal
surrendering the bruised scent of blackberries,
or cherries, the rich spurt in the back
of the throat, the holding it there before swallowing.
Give me the lover who yanks open the door
of his house and presses me to the wall
in the dim hallway, and keeps me there until I’m drenched
and shaking, whose kisses arrive by the boatload
and begin their delicious diaspora
through the cities and small towns of my body.
To hell with the saints, with martyrs
of my childhood meant to instruct me
in the power of endurance and faith,
to hell with the next world and its pallid angels
swooning and sighing like Victorian girls.
I want this world. I want to walk into
the ocean and feel it trying to drag me along
like I’m nothing but a broken bit of scratched glass,
and I want to resist it. I want to go
staggering and flailing my way
through the bars and back rooms,
through the gleaming hotels and weedy
lots of abandoned sunflowers and the parks
where dogs are let off their leashes
in spite of the signs, where they sniff each
other and roll together in the grass, I want to
lie down somewhere and suffer for love until
it nearly kills me, and then I want to get up again
and put on that little black dress and wait
for you, yes you, to come over here
and get down on your knees and tell me
just how fucking good I look
– Kim Addonizio

I just turned 26, and it’s been exactly a year since the break up.

When I was younger I had some pretty cookie-cutter ideas about what 26 should look like.  Fortunatley my reality is quite different from my younger, idealistic fantasy. 

And you know what…

I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Lalalalalala

 Jecca xx