Treasure hunting

I absolutely love mugs, especially ones that have rare colors, and odd shapes—ones that have character.

There is just something about mugs that brings me back to family, and warmth.

They remind me of friendship and sitting around with a group of lovely people who are laughing (kind of like those Coca-Cola commercials).

They remind me of sitting one on one with someone you love at a coffee shop leaned in having an intimate conversation.

They remind me of love.

 

 

This is why I take my time exploring through the cup section at thrift stores and antique shops.

Because somewhere behind that dirty abandoned mug, is a story of family, friendship, and passionate love.

Love is a kind of like searching for a perfect mug; when you find someone who reminds you of all those things. You pick em'. 

Even if you have to dig through a bunch of dirty mugs to find that feeling.

Keep looking.

Your boundaries are beautiful

One thing I’ve learned in life, if you try something 5485798 times and it doesn’t work out, maybe it’s not supposed to.

For instance, like today.

I woke up and had all these plans on what I wanted to do for the day.

So I got up, got dressed (outfit crisis x5), and set out for the day.

Well, as I’m walking to my car I see a good spot for a blogshoot (fancy name for take pictures of my outfits) and I set up my camera and start shooting.

Then it gets darker.

And darker.

And darker.

Until BAM.

Little torpedo-like raindrops start to splash all over the place.

So this is a game changer.

What now?

Go back inside, pick up a book & call it a day. 

 

Don’t give up or be discouraged when things don’t go as planned.

Like outfits, boyfriends, plans, jobs, etc.

Some things need to be pressed on until they move, like the girl at the cash register who hates her job, yeah, she needs to be pressed on with love until she can’t help but laugh. My dad does that a lot, he goes through the lines at the grocery store and laughs with the ladies about random things. He shows them love that way. And eventually they love and laugh back.

And some things just don’t budge because they’re not supposed to (kind of like those fake pockets on jeans, the ones that are just for looks).

That’s why I pray. 

Because God always knows if it’s a real door or not.

So next time things don't go as planned, don't get all dismayed, just embrace life and enjoy the rain in the middle of your sunshine.  

Rainy day blues

Rain is on the forecast for the next week.

Humidity is filling the air.

And a bun is how I shall wear my hair. 

One thing I’ve set as a goal this year, and forever is to cut out t-shirts, unless they are oversized H&M ones with great wide collars (like the one I’m wearing here), or super rad faded old concert t’s…

Because you might pass that deadly attractive ex, or run into a tall, dark, and handsome (that’s still in, right? ) fella with that fancy 5 o'clock shadow. And you don’t want to be in that, “I love hamburgers” shirt with the weird oil stain on the bottom to the left of the belly button on that day.

Nothing wrong with hamburgers, but on that day, you want to be in the most flattering, banging, yet comfortable outfit.

My goal in outfits is to always feel 100% confident in what I’m wearing, moveable (in case the glory hits, like Mrs. Mandy Adair says), with a slight edge to go with my personality. 

My favorite thing about fashion is that you don’t have to be stereotyped into one category to wear it, you can be anything you want to be. One day, Egyptians goddess meets ballerina, and the next day you can be country princess. There are no limits to fashion, just find what you lean more towards that day and then try and attain your personality through your outfit.

Fashion has taught me that it's really not always the clothes, but the confidence you have from within. And my confidence lies in the hands of my Creator. Somedays I don't feel confident or "skinny" or pretty, but one thing I do know is that the moment I open my mouth and ask the Father to reassure to me of who I am to Him, a rush of acceptance and love for who I am comes. Now it may not come immediately, but if I sit for just a couple minutes, He always comes.