I'd never taken the idea of a fresh start to heart until 2012 began and within days, my life was completely different.
I had a new job, I bought new clothes, I could be an entirely new person.
But I wasn't. I'm not.
I still stay up too late. I don't get enough sleep. I was a workaholic, and then I wasn't. I stopped worrying (a little).
I saw San Francisco through new eyes. I ate out a lot and waited countless hours for brunch. I didn't feel guilty one bit.
I met my heroes. Who, I learned, were also just girls making it work. They were genuine and passionate and refreshing.
My heart broke in a new way. I was disappointed in people I trusted. I let it defeat me, for a while, and then I decided I didn't give a fuck.
I took on more shoots and projects. I spent hours with culinary antiques thanks to Ruth and I stayed in a treehouse. I got published.
I lost my favorite ring.
I fell in love with Portland.
My camera reminded me how beautiful my friends are. We discovered places together and they let me take their portraits.
And I made more friends. Different and inspiring in new ways, loving and wonderful all the same.
I got separated from the kitchen and rekindled the love in one big homemade ramen night. Now dinner parties are my dream for 2013.
I spent another birthday away from home. I felt overworked and exhausted but couldn't believe I was on my first "business trip." In New York City, nonetheless.
I shared a lot of meals outside. The weather was forgiving and even inviting.
I ate out too much.
I never got tired of our phở place. I ordered the same thing every single time.
I discovered the central coast. We got a little car sick, but it was beautiful the whole way. Best coast, indeed.
We had a fondue picnic by a lake at sunset.
I only went to the farmers' market once. In Portland. It was the best Saturday.
I traveled when I thought I wouldn't get to anymore. For work and for friends: New York, Portland, Chicago, Portland, Charleston, Portland again, Austin, Florence, Munich, Berlin.
I've never traveled so much in the States. I hope to see more.
I went back home. I walked familiar streets and went to my favorite gelaterias. I've never felt more comfortable speaking Italian. I couldn't believe it.
I had the sweetest boy by my side.
I held the lightest, most pure life in my arms.
I felt most content at golden hour.
I cherished old family and friends and welcomed new ones. I celebrated more. I was thankful. I am thankful.
Thank you, 2012.
2013, I'm ready.
I had a new job, I bought new clothes, I could be an entirely new person.
But I wasn't. I'm not.
I still stay up too late. I don't get enough sleep. I was a workaholic, and then I wasn't. I stopped worrying (a little).
I saw San Francisco through new eyes. I ate out a lot and waited countless hours for brunch. I didn't feel guilty one bit.
I met my heroes. Who, I learned, were also just girls making it work. They were genuine and passionate and refreshing.
My heart broke in a new way. I was disappointed in people I trusted. I let it defeat me, for a while, and then I decided I didn't give a fuck.
I took on more shoots and projects. I spent hours with culinary antiques thanks to Ruth and I stayed in a treehouse. I got published.
I lost my favorite ring.
I fell in love with Portland.
My camera reminded me how beautiful my friends are. We discovered places together and they let me take their portraits.
And I made more friends. Different and inspiring in new ways, loving and wonderful all the same.
I got separated from the kitchen and rekindled the love in one big homemade ramen night. Now dinner parties are my dream for 2013.
I spent another birthday away from home. I felt overworked and exhausted but couldn't believe I was on my first "business trip." In New York City, nonetheless.
I shared a lot of meals outside. The weather was forgiving and even inviting.
I ate out too much.
I never got tired of our phở place. I ordered the same thing every single time.
I discovered the central coast. We got a little car sick, but it was beautiful the whole way. Best coast, indeed.
We had a fondue picnic by a lake at sunset.
I only went to the farmers' market once. In Portland. It was the best Saturday.
I traveled when I thought I wouldn't get to anymore. For work and for friends: New York, Portland, Chicago, Portland, Charleston, Portland again, Austin, Florence, Munich, Berlin.
I've never traveled so much in the States. I hope to see more.
I went back home. I walked familiar streets and went to my favorite gelaterias. I've never felt more comfortable speaking Italian. I couldn't believe it.
I had the sweetest boy by my side.
I held the lightest, most pure life in my arms.
I felt most content at golden hour.
I cherished old family and friends and welcomed new ones. I celebrated more. I was thankful. I am thankful.
Thank you, 2012.
2013, I'm ready.
Great pictorial of your life!... I empathize w/the trust issue... I experienced the same... except it was w/ a cousin...Anyway, I have followed u for some time and envy your travels, strength to pick yourself up and push on... Lots of life lessons learned... Keep tackling them! :-)
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely fantastic review of the year. I wish you many more joys and memories in the coming year.
ReplyDeleteHey! You're blog is amazing and I just love your pics.. I've read you can speak italian, well, I'm italian! So, if you want, you can read my blog and comment to practise (even if I think your italian is already pretty good) :D
ReplyDeleteHappy new year, xoxo
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2012 was quite a year for you! Your recap is wonderful, with lovely writing and beautiful images. I am excited to see what 2013 brings for all of us... A very Happy New Year to you, Celeste!
ReplyDeleteFresh starts don't necessarily mean everything works out perfectly. It just means it works out ;) Sounds like things have worked out for you enough to give 2013 a chance. Happy new year. Your photos are spectacular.
ReplyDeleteLooks like a wonderful year! I hope your next one is going to be even better :)
ReplyDeleteSuch beautiful, beautiful pictures. Love your reflections on the year. Cheers to a happy and contemplative 2013!
ReplyDeletethis is beyond beautiful. i hope i can say similar next year :) x
ReplyDeleteYou've recounted your 2012 so beautifully and with such thought. Just like all of your posts. It's been a pleasure following you. Looking forward to 2013.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year...
What an epic year you've had -- beautiful recap. It was such a delight to meet you Celeste!
ReplyDeletebeautiful photos, beautiful life! happy new year!
ReplyDeleteHere's to a beautiful new year! :)
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ReplyDeletehappy happy 2013!!
I think my favorite picture is the one with your blurry profile and the yellow flowers. I also like the one with david and the leaves. :)
ReplyDeletelove it - this is very inspiring. Have a great and wonder-ful 2013!
ReplyDeletei'm so very happy we met. i adore you, celeste.
ReplyDeleteI'm a reader from London, England. This entry has really touched me. Your ups and downs, charting your life through your wonderful photographs. I hope my 2013 is filled with moments like these. I worry too much and don't eat brunch enough. Now I will. Thank you. I hope 2013 is treating you fantastically :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for saying this-- it's so wonderful to see how we can connect with people we have yet to meet in person! Wishing you all the best brunches and stress-free days this year :)
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