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An Update for All 3 of my Readers

(Not including my mom…so technically that’s 4….holla)

You know it’s been a while when you try to login and you first attempt at a password fails…Oops?! So much change has happened since my last post; I don’t  know where to start.

A long time ago someone told me that they made the effort to learn at least one new thing a day…and in August (a  year out of college) I felt stuck; wanting to learn more. Hence a new job with an amazing company at the beginning of September, the perfect way to start my 23rd year of life…the only downside…STILL living at home with 16 more miles added to my daily commute. Yeah, I’m spending 3 hours a day in my car…and what?

Upside? I’ve been shopping. A LOT.

More posts coming soon, promise.

Some Weeks You Feel Like This:

Charlotte Free for Urban Outfitters latest catalogue

The Answer Would Be YES.

I live at home…I’ll take what I can get.

Kidding. Kind of.
“Hey, I live at home…want to come over and cuddle? My mom might even bake cookies.”


Because Sometimes/And Then…

BECAUSE SOMETIMES: you just don’t want to get out of bed in the morning, you miss your optimistic & naive self at the age of 18, your clothes don’t fit right leaving you feeling even shorter than you already are, your day at work stresses you out after you spent 2+ hours getting to and fro in traffic, you think a close person can do better, certain friends have suddenly become acquaintances, you want to move but have no idea to where, a vacation sounds nice, you think you know someone when you really don’t, your coffee isn’t strong enough, you miss someone dear who misses you just as much/you miss someone who has chosen to completely forget about you, Frank Sinatra makes you cry more than it makes you smile, you wish you didn’t have to wear contacts and knew a third language, there aren’t enough hours in the day, you long for the nights when you could stay up until 3am with friends talking about life on a porch or in a hallway, and the breeze is too cold;  it doesn’t feel like Summer…just yet.


You see something something so picturesque that reality sets in and you realize how small you and your issues are in comparison to everything else in the grand scheme of things…and in that very moment, nothing else really matters. You can’t help but feel good. Things are okay; they are more than okay- they are beautiful. And for one small moment that optimistic & naive 18 year old self smiles…with and at the more wise you.


Single Ladies Put A Ring On It (Not)

With the springtime here and “love in the air”, the topic of weddings has been popping up more and more…which is totally fine except I’m single (see: alone) and have 3 friends that just got engaged…including my younger sister. Which even more so solidifies my thought that I will indeed be the crazy single woman with cats and a ton of Chanel bags (regardless of the fact that I hate cats…but whatever).

On this lovely Sunday my sister and I ventured to malls of all malls (The Southcoast Plaza) and did more window-shopping than actual shopping…Where I spoke of drinks and dudes, my sister (the little bride to be) stopped at every single window display for diamonds…and then there  was the Tiffany & Co. window display which was absolutely adorable…so warm and heartfelt…as in my sister awed at the windows and I rolled my eyes…and then started sobbing. I kid, I kid.

Super thoughtful and adorable right?! And while I do (one day) want what’s below…Hot model Lily Aldrige marries hot dude (Caleb Followill) in cool band from Kings of Leon…I can wait.

So for now, I am this…but on the West Coast…

Except I’m not like 30-something…don’t have Bradshaw’s banging bod (yet…ha) Oh, and I live at home. Crap.

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EHHH LENT, SCHMENT. (Don’t mean to offend…)

Just to reiterate…all my “rent money” goes to clothes…case in point…I didn’t last until Lent (“bad news”…I guess I tried?)…not.hard.enough. or so my mind/wallet tell me.

But with bad news always comes good…So yes, hello there 5 fabulous pieces from H&M.


***Editor’s note/thought: Damn, I really am going to live at home…forever.