Satomi Kawakita is a New York City-based jewelry designer and professional diamond setter. Her brand, Satomi Kawakita Jewelry, is best described as organic and delicate as her work combines an unusual raw sense of beauty with impeccable craftsmanship. - The Review Connection platinum & diamond.He asked me on our anniversary; on one knee, under the stars on the capitol lawn where we had our first date. :3 It’s the exact Satomi Kawakita ring I wanted; elegantly understated, dainty, and most importantly small enough to keep me from hurting myself. Don’t expect a big deal to be made of this by me, nor should a formal wedding thing be expected. I haven’t really announced it, but I had to share it somewhere. ^_^
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Satomi Kawakita is a New York City-based jewelry designer and professional diamond setter. Her brand, Satomi Kawakita Jewelry, is best described as organic and delicate as her work combines an unusual raw sense of beauty with impeccable craftsmanship. - The Review Connection

platinum & diamond.

He asked me on our anniversary; on one knee, under the stars on the capitol lawn where we had our first date. :3 It’s the exact Satomi Kawakita ring I wanted; elegantly understated, dainty, and most importantly small enough to keep me from hurting myself.

Don’t expect a big deal to be made of this by me, nor should a formal wedding thing be expected. I haven’t really announced it, but I had to share it somewhere. ^_^

Note to self or to anyone who feels this might apply…

When you complain/worry, be content to have the luxury of even considering those things. No, I’m not saying to “count your blessings,” I mean that you should probably realize what a spoiled piece of shit you sound like.

A little collection of memories from 2006 I miss the feeling of hope for the future I had those days, like I could accomplish anything. Why do I feel differently now? I still enjoy reading in coffee shops and doodling stupid things in the grass. That trip to Boston, however insignificant it might have seemed back then, continues to reintroduce itself to me to this day. I decided on a whim to attend a conference, alone, in a city I’ve never been to before because I saw an ad in a magazine sprinkled with illustrations of teapots and typography; kind of random. It was one of those acts of mini-rebellions I go through every few years; like my random 2-week trip to NY when I was 17 and my most recent 1-month escape to Seattle. I seem to always take off by myself with no real objective. Hmm…but every trip has had the reward of meeting the most amazing people who stay in my life for years and even if we lose touch, the lessons I learned from those experiences and adventures live on with me. And I miss Monica! And our coffee dates and discussions of what we would become in the future. Are we where we thought we would be today? What have we lost and what have we gained? What have we kept and how have we changed?
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A little collection of memories from 2006

I miss the feeling of hope for the future I had those days, like I could accomplish anything. Why do I feel differently now? I still enjoy reading in coffee shops and doodling stupid things in the grass.

That trip to Boston, however insignificant it might have seemed back then, continues to reintroduce itself to me to this day. I decided on a whim to attend a conference, alone, in a city I’ve never been to before because I saw an ad in a magazine sprinkled with illustrations of teapots and typography; kind of random. It was one of those acts of mini-rebellions I go through every few years; like my random 2-week trip to NY when I was 17 and my most recent 1-month escape to Seattle. I seem to always take off by myself with no real objective. Hmm…but every trip has had the reward of meeting the most amazing people who stay in my life for years and even if we lose touch, the lessons I learned from those experiences and adventures live on with me.

And I miss Monica! And our coffee dates and discussions of what we would become in the future. Are we where we thought we would be today? What have we lost and what have we gained? What have we kept and how have we changed?

Please don’t tell me you’ll do something for me and then fail to deliver. Just don’t bother telling me about it at all so I don’t waste my time waiting and inevitably being disappointed. Sure intentions matter, but if you don’t have the means to do it why mention the idea and create friction that shouldn’t exist?

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I need to remember it, and remember it well. I seem to have the most trouble following my own rules.