Black and White

Black and white photos are beautiful. Peaceful. Simple. Seeing all the color around us is beautiful too and it's very exciting. But sometimes we need things to be concise. Black and white brings us that conciseness.

Do you like black and white or color pictures more? Send me a link to a post if you've done anything with black and white lately!

Listened to this song while writing this post. :)

Sparkles with a Skirt

I might have worn this outfit back in December....oops. But I had to post it because it was such a fun outfit. I love my sparkly H&M sweater paired with this happy thrifted skirt (I took it in and made it shorter after buying it from DI). And boots. They're just fun too.

So I'm still going to keep posting on this blog for a while longer for certain reasons. I'm not sure when I will fully transfer everything to my other blog. But if you just want to follow one, I'll be posting these same posts on my other one as well plus more on that one, so I'd recommend following it if you want the most updates. This is my fashion-only blog :)

And it's Friday! Tomorrow night my roommates and I might be going to this thing on campus called the YBall. It's a formal attire event but free, which is super cool. If we do go, I'll be wearing a beautiful coral formal dress that I made so stay tuned!

Pinterest Friday 2/3/12

If you'd like to follow me on Pinterest, my profile is here, and to see my fashion board go here.

Some Writing on a Wednesday

Since I learned how to read at age 4, I have loved books. I've probably read almost every young adult book in that section of the library and I've read a lot of the children's chapter books and such too. Huge reader. I don't get to read as much now unfortunately, because life gets busy, but I have a lot of books on my ipod touch so whenever I get the chance, I'm most definitely reading something. That love of reading carried on and I developed a love of writing. For a while I wanted to be an author or an editor for a publishing company and that's why I was an English major. Then I realized that I loved fashion a lot more and that it would be a better path for me than English.

However, I still love to write (hence the blog) and I write little snippets of fiction and non-fiction that no one sees and are in word documents. I came across this piece of flash fiction that I wrote back in junior year of high school in Honors English. So I'm going to go out on a limb and share it on here...hope you like it and even if you don't, I was in high school....enough said. ;)

Today

He’s holding a rifle in his hands, this strange man. I thought I knew him, but I don’t, not anymore. He’s mad because I didn’t take the eggs from the chicken coop like he asked me to. But I didn’t want to and now he’s gone crazy. This happens to him a lot, with his anger on fire; he can never control it. I’m running behind the barn as he comes looking for me. I’m breathing hard but at the same time I’m not breathing at all.

            “Come out, boy!” he snarls in his gruff voice. “Come out where I can see you. Don’t be a chicken.” He growls at the air around him, hoping I’m somewhere in it. This isn’t the same man I knew yesterday.Yesterday, when I came home from school and he pulled me into a huge bear hug. Yesterday, when we would play in mud puddles after the fresh rain had fallen. Yesterday, when he’d carry me on his shoulders up high and carry me around the house like a cowboy on his horse.

But yesterday’s gone because today he is a different man.Today he punches me in the face if I’m late leaving for school. Today he swears at me and says he wishes he’d never had a son like me.Today, he’s holding a rifle ready to kill me. I’m so young, but today I’m old. I can hear his footsteps coming closer and closer. I sneak around to the other side of the barn and run inside. The chickens are in here, clucking away as they see me. Don’t they know what’s going on?Chickens need to learn how to be quiet sometimes. Suddenly I hear the gigantic barn door slam, and I realize I forgot to close it. I turn around.

“Gotcha,” he says grinning. Yesterday, I was eating pancakes for breakfast; today, the last thing I see is his glaring face as I hear the shot fire and everything goes black.

What a Great Day

Today was such a good day. It was such a good one that I just can't not blog about it. This will be a short post because I have to go to bed, but here's how the day went.

Woke up at 7:23 AM and had to leave for work by 7:35. Yes I did it! I threw on a hoodie, put my hair in a ponytail, had minimal amounts of makeup on, and then flew out that door. Made it to work on time.

Came home after work and really got ready. I showered, put on a cute outfit, and curled my hair. I haven't curled my hair in so long it feels like! I loved it!

Went to Marriage Prep class which I have with my great friend Emily. We talked about everything like always and then walked home together and it was just fun. Love that girl!

Met up with my friend Lauren at Starbucks for hot chocoate. I haven't seen her in a while, but she's one of my best friends so it just made my day to see her. It was full of smiles and laughter which is always happy. :)

Went to class. Boy mentioned in this post talked to me and struck up a conversation. :) :) :) We did measurements on each other and I left early because I was going to do my visiting teaching. I want to skip and run all the way home. I didn't, but I was smiling pretty big. Also I had 4 texts all from different awesome people when I got out of class (there's no service where class is) and it was happy.

Went with Olivia to visit teach Shannon, who is awesome. She's so cool! I always feel good leaving people who I've just loved being around.

Smiled some more about the boy. :) Had lasagna for dinner, did some homework and watched Glee. And now I'm going to go to bed.

Good day. :)