I’m not sure how else to say that I’m sick of the rain. Apparently, I’ve been living in Seattle for the past few months and it’s soooo depressing.
When I was in college, I always dressed up really nice on rainy days. With that in mind, I picked the brightest pieces from my closet to wear to church.
In my mind, it goes something like this: smile with your eyes, pucker your lips, chin down, shoulders angled, head tilted. BAM. Le perfect photo. Vogue on em. But, not so much. More like: blank stare, crooked fingers, broken leg and forced smile. It’s in trying to create the perfect photo that I always fail. The pictures I end up loving the most are never planned. So, lets give these poses some awkward names, shall we?
THE SURFER. Like here, I almost fell. I don’t even remember what pose I was going for but I was definitely about to make out with the concrete.
I just love when I’m randomly browsing the net and find art that stops me in my tracks. Saw this art print of a camera and had to find out who had the balls to do this.
Her name is Bianca Green and I’m completely enthralled by her work.
I recently celebrated my two year nappiversary! I totally haven’t posted any pictures yet because…I’m lazy. I did get my hair straightened, though. Friday, I decided to try a curly look using the bantu knot style. I personally think this style looks best on straightened or longer hair. But, do you. Mine came out alright for my first time.
Oh wait, my face. So, I’m pretty much obsessed with wearing pony tails when my hair is straight. For some reason, I don’t know whether it was the gel or humidity, but one side of my hair would not stay in the pony tail. It kept trying to revert to its curly state. Which is how I ended up doing bantu knots.
All I used was Beautiful Textures Moisture Butter on my ends. I two-strand twisted each section, then twisted a second time to wrap it around. I secured each section with pins. Covered with a silk bonnet before bed and that’s it.
Sometimes, you just need a gentle reminder…
“Everything you want is on the other side of fear.” Fight through the fear and do it anyway.
Happy Monday. Make it a great one.
You make statements with everything you wear, why not stand out with a extravagant pair of sunglasses? I must say, I’ve seen some really funky sunny trends for the spring/summer. Here are a few that I enjoy.
I’ve read a lot of books that have shook me up inside and most recently, that has been The Four Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz. It’s a quick but poignant and necessary read. I felt it in my heart to give this to one of you, my faithful readers, as a gift. I know it blessed me tons so I want to share the knowledge.
“Your visions will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”
― C. G. Jung
I’ve been in a very introspective mood lately. Really, I always am. Always over-thinking, always over-analyzing and always observing. It’s exhausting! Despite all of that, I had a pretty good weekend. Spent time with friends: eating, drinking and laughing until we couldn’t stand it. And I loved it. But there’s always that moment after it’s all over when you retreat back to your thoughts. Back to reality.
Yesterday after work, I went home, took a nap and woke up restless. The sun was out being annoyingly bright. I got up with the intent to do yoga but I always forget the moves so there’s that. Then I decided to take a walk but I didn’t feel like being chased by a dog. So, I went to the small airport by my house just to watch the sunset and ruminate over different aspects of life.
There was that time two years ago when I was a bit bolder. I wore this crop top once a week during that summer.
Something about a crop top that makes you feel brazen. A tad bit seductive without being undeniably overt.
Summertime is the only time it’s appropriate (IMO) to wear the least amount of clothes possible. No one cares. It’s too freaking hot for layers, scarves, and all other restrictive apparel.
These ladies got the drift.
Recently, my grandfather had open heart surgery. Not sure how that affected everyone else but it made me very scared being that he’s my only surviving grandparent. Yesterday was his 80th birthday and I’m so glad that God saw fit that we could all spend a little time with him. He is a very caring and quiet man and I love him very much.