not goodbye

The move is complete! If you have been following along with my instagram you will have seen that Erik and I are getting quiet settled in our new beach town. (I love this boardwalk!) But before I start blogging about my new space and revisiting series such as this one, I need to devote a post to life in Santa Barbara. As I am sure many of you have deduced from my not so subtle admiration of this Southern California city, I utterly loved living in SB. I will miss the peaceful beaches, the quaint streets with overgrown greenery and preserved victorian homes, the stunning backdrop of the Santa Ynez mountains, but most importantly, I will miss our friends Brooks and Lindsay (the neighbors). I know Erik will 100% agree with this testimony, as they helped make this city home. Between one too many Friday nights that often involved dance-offs at empty bars, dinner parties on weeknights, pool days and football games, our newlywed friends became family.

Although the boys are not pictured above, I think these images accurately display our dynamic: Linds and I marching ahead with our counterparts following so patiently behind. Bear and Brooks, I'll finally admit we were/are a handful...you two are saints! To conclude this post I would like to call on the cheesy cliché, but incredibly appropriate, salutation, "it's is not goodbye, it's see you later." We love you both, now get your butts down hear so we can wreak havoc in Manhattan Beach!

(Photographs by Brooks Burgoon)