meet farrell...

in case you haven't been reading my blog, nor see the resemblance, farrell is my young sister; 2 years younger to be exact. we may sounds alike, often look alike, and even act alike...but sometimes we couldn't be further from alike...but not in a bad way.

farrell has typically always been the cuter one (she was one hell of a cute baby anyway), the smarter one, the luckier one, the quieter one, the funnier and more fun one, the more athletic one, the less troublesome one, the preppier one...the list goes on and on of all the great thing she is. don't worry, i'm not having a pity party for myself, because on the contrary she also happens to be the less organized one, the less responsible one, the more indecisive one, the sloppier one (although she's getting better about that)...and that list goes on and on too...

as little sisters

when we were younger farrell and i were separated by my parents divorce, physically. when they split farrell went to live with our dad and i went to live with our mom. at the time it didn't seem weird, looking back on it as an adult it may have had some adverse effects on our sisterhood. when we eventually did live together again at the start of my freshman year of high school world war 3 ensued. it was usually fights over stupid things like clothes, boys, grades, sports, etc... and an occasional flying object may have been aimed at the others head from time to time, but i'm sure anyone would tell you that's just what sisters do. we also had some really fun times together though too. when we were younger we used to pretend to speak a foreign language, but it was really just a bunch of randomness and we acted like we knew what the other was saying. we also used to make the neighbor girl eat mud, but maybe that's not so funny so i won't tell that story. even now, as adults, we'll hang out in bed and watch tv or gossip, or nurse our very painful and similar hangovers and beg someone to go get us a coke in the can and white rice with butter. my sister also happens to be a really cool dresser so i'll ask her advice on my outfit, which she usually says 'what, are you going to a rave or something?'...coming from her preppy mouth i'd say that was a negative ghost-rider.

regardless of our rocky past/present/future one things remains and always will stay the same...as crazy as she drives me, and as different or the same as we may be, i am fiercely protective of her. so you can imagine how comforting it is to know that little sister has another protector in her life, one whom i love and truly consider my brother as well. my sister and her long time love, now husband, have known each other since elementary school. you can't talk about my sister without talking about my brother-in-law...they're like two peas in a pod, as you can tell from their incredible matching outfits throughout the years...

my sister and brother-in-law, kickin' it together since 1987

when i worry about her (which is often) i remind myself that she has him, and that he loves her as much as i do. so no matter where she is or what she's doing, as long as they are together, i can usually breathe a little easier.

i'm also incredibly proud of my sister. not only does she always manage to score awesome jobs with her serious smarts(red bull, simon & schuster publishing, cp+b advertising), but she also travels to incredible places, has lived in some pretty amazing areas, is well read, is more physically active in her adult life than our childhood (which is impressive if you knew our past sports lives), travels all over the country to listen to live music, has stepped it up and become a fur-mom, also become a great wife who even cooks for her husband, and has more friends than probably anyone i know (and i ain't talking facebook friends)...and manages to still be miss little sister.

and even though she sometimes drives me bonkers, she also sort of cracks me up...


because she lives in denver i only see her a couple of times a year. and because she sucks at calling people back we don't talk as much as i'd like to on the phone. but like i said, i'm less worried about her than i once was and i know she's becoming all grown up on her own...but i'll always be her older sister...whether she likes it or not...

Home town? South Salem, NY

Where did you go to college and what was your major? Bates College, French

Current job? Account Manager at Xylem Digital

Dream job? Luxury travel planner or travel writer

What website(s) do you check daily? A lot: Designstudiob (obvi), Facebook, Weather.com, The Denver Egotist, Colorado Powder Forecast, various music and cooking blogs

Best piece of advice you were ever given and by whom? “Don’t catch the flying babies!” wise words from Tim Hall on how to avoid getting robbed by gypsies when traveling Europe.

One word your friends would use to describe you? Busy

What has been your greatest accomplishment? My travels and the friends I’ve acquired along the way.

What is your least favorite thing about yourself? My indecisiveness

What is the first thing you notice about other people? Their clothes – I know, it’s really shallow.

Outfit you feel the best in? Jeans, Converse and an over sized sweater

Beauty product you can’t live without? Nice smelling face wash

Is it easier to forgive or forget? Forgive

Biggest pet peeve? It’s a tie between leaving the cap off the toothpaste, not closing the shower curtain, and not rinsing your dishes before putting them in the dishwasher. God, I’m beginning to sound like Blair!

If you were a crayon what color would you be? Green

If a Hollywood movie was made about your life what actor/actress would play you?

Lauren Conrad, although she is more of a reality star so maybe Kate Hudson

What book are you currently reading? Brick Lane.

If you could live anywhere in the world for one year where would you live? Rio de Janeiro.

Who has played the most influential role in your life? My family and my husband.

Favorite Quote? Sorry, it’s long...

“I have lived through much, and now I think I have found what is needed for happiness. A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work, which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books, music, love for one’s neighbor – such is my idea of happiness. And then, on top of all that, you for a mate, and children, perhaps – what more can the heart of a man desire?” (Christopher McCandless)