For me, I will always remember Seattle as the city of dreams. I came here for the first time as a 20 year old, interning with Nordstrom’s buying department and I’m leaving, days away from being a wife, living my dream that I created for myself full-time.
Zach and I came to this Seattle on June 1st, 2015 with $33 in our pockets and a whole lot of dreams. Now, 15 months later, I’m leaving with wealth. A wealth of happiness, love and a general feeling of content with our life thus far.
As I drove through these streets one last time as a “Seattleite,” I can’t help but see myself in every experience I’ve had along the way. It all whirls by me fast but plays out in slow motion, just like a movie. Meeting one of my best friends at the Sculpture park, standing on the corner of 6th and Pine, calling my mom, jumping up and down crying because Nordstrom had just offered me my “dream job,” the hours I’ve spent in a little coffee shop writing blog posts and the apartment unit that we have called home for this roller coaster ride of a year we’ve had.
I can’t help but be sentimental as I write this. I moved to Seattle truly believing I’d live here for at least the next three decades of my life On June 1st we had renewed our lease thinking we’d easily be in spend another year in the Emerald City (but as I’ve learned, no one calls it that). But in mid-June of this year, Zach and I came to a reality-shattering realization. I was sitting in an apartment in downtown all day, working hard to pay the extortionate rent so I would have a place to sit and work. It made zero sense.
Lately in Seattle, we’ve felt trapped. We’ve felt like we have learned all we can and tapped out the resources for what we do. I have the most flexibility of anyone I know because of this blog, yet I spend most of my days looking outside from in, on my laptop, in the same apartment. We were getting married in just a couple weeks and on a whim decided to sell nearly everything and we will be spending the first few years married traveling across the U.S. in an RV. If you want to shop a TON of items I’m getting rid of, shop (@shopchicstreetstyle). Ok, I know what you are thinking, an RV for a fashion blogger?! I thought the same thing. That is, until I saw things like this and this on Pinterest.
Zach and his dad have told me that we should be living this way for over a year. I didn’t take it seriously until very recently. We can live debt-free and own something, which for a recent college-grad is something special. We can work on designing it together, exactly how we want it (and by we, I mean me showing Zach things on Pinterest and him building them for me) and above all, we can be free.
We can follow our wanderlust where it takes us. We can spend our first few years married having experiences, rather than living in a gluttonous reality in the middle of a city. But before you all panic, this will change nothing about the way I dress. I will be able to get back to my blogging roots, which I believe is the reason I have so many amazing followers today – traveling using versatile basics, styled in an inspiring way. Because if you have been following for a while, you remember me living out of one suitcase for that summer I interned at Nordstrom headquarters or lived in Italy for four months in one suitcase, never repeating a single outfit.
I think it will be so exciting to constantly be traveling to new places, sharing travel guides with all of you. I’ll be able to share our RV renovation with you all along the way. P.S. I’m totally coining the term “Glam-V,” because the thought of living in a typical RV still freaks me out a bit.
For those of you wanting the “plan,” here it is. We are moving, driving our RV (that we bought this morning!) from Seattle to Iowa so it can be stored (and restored) at my in-laws barn. We are going up to Minneapolis to spend a week before the wedding and get married – eek! Then, we are headed back down to Iowa to renovate the in process Glam-V. We will be living in Iowa for a few weeks with my in-laws as we do this. From there, I believe we are going to Moab, Utah to meet up with friends in September.
In closing, I came to Seattle to find a career, but between all the moments and living our life here, what I really found was myself.
I would love to hear what you guys want me to share on this new chapter, I’m all ears! Do you want posts about the renovation of the Glam-V? Small space hacks? Travel guides? I want to know!
As always, thank you for reading and supporting us.