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“We do not know what we want, and yet we are responsible for what we are” Jean Paul Sartre

14th October 2014

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Today was really one of the longest days of my life, and it also happened to be my birthday, my 25th birthday. I have been told this is suppose to be a milestone year, and I must admit, 25 does sound WAY older than 24 so I have been dreading this day for some time now, because I have also been told that at this point in life, we’re suppose to have everything figured out. Luckily for me, I have accepted that I will live by my own rules and not let others dictate my success, or how long it takes me. Typically, birthdays feel like a totally normal day for me, but today felt different. Maybe it was because 25 is a milestone, or maybe it was because I am in a completely different place in life than I had always pictured. I know life happens and it usually doesn’t play exactly how we want it to, but I am nowhere near where I always thought I should be at this point.

I remember being 18-years-old and talking about future plans with my best friends in high school. I would finish college, find someone to settle down with, be working at my dream job and have two children by the age of 25. I have never been more ecstatic to be completely wrong about something.

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When one door closes, and then so does seven more…

9th October 2014

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There are few things that are more annoying than ambiguous rejection. This is so much worse when things appear to be adept, then the rejection is just more befuddled. Fortunately, because I have had to deal with this type of rejection in various areas of my life continually this year, but I have at least learned how to deal with this misfortune.

Rejection is never fun, and it has never been easy, but it is something that I know will never truly end, so the only way to really move past this, is to simply accept it and move on. Around this time last year, I found myself searching for my “dream job.” It’s taken me almost an entire year to learn that this does not exist. I have had fun working odd jobs to stay busy while constantly looking and not settling for simply anything, but I know there is a starting point to every dream, and for everything.

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Rule Breaking: As simple as adding a pair of tights

1st October 2014

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I firmly believe that rules are made to be broken, aside from the obvious. The rules I am mainly talking about are the unnecessary rules that we establish for ourselves. In my experience, this has only led to distinct disappointment. Thankfully, this disappointment has shown me how ridiculous these “rules” are and now I am deciding to break them one by one. I started today with an easy one, by wearing shorts in chilly weather.

I’ve been listening and counseling my friends. I love I am the one they all turn to for guidance. I still haven’t quite figured out why I am the chosen one, because I feel I am the least put together of all of us, but looks can be deceiving I suppose. I have noticed a common trend in all of our conversations. Behind all of the discouraging heart-to-hearts, in all aspects from jobs, dating and just every day life is the same underlying issue: life is made far too confusing because of our own rules we are trying to follow.

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Perfectly, not.

30th September 2014

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I will be the first to admit I am not perfect, not even close. I will also be the first to admit that I am unsatisfied until I feel like anything I work on is perfect, which explains why my “The Ocean at the End of the Lane” book review is still not finished. I learned what a perfectionist was while I was in fourth grade because my teacher told me to look up its definition in the dictionary because I would find my name listed. Fourth grade was a very defining year for me. I learned so much more than basic multiplication, ecosystems and how electricity works. I learned that I put too much unnecessary pressure on myself. I am still a little guilty of this, but if it had not been for a conversation I had with my teacher, I’m not sure what I would be like today.

I’ll never forget that one day in particular in fourth grade. I was most likely wearing a Dallas Cowboys t-shirt, because my teacher was a huge “Terrible Towel” slinging, Pittsburgh Steelers fan, so we had a very fun rivalry and I wore that t-shirt as often as I could to get a rise out of him. He asked me to step out into the hallway with him because he wanted to talk to me. This was at the end of the school year because we always had awards day the day before field day. At my school, they handed out an award called the “Scholarship Award,” which always went to the two students in each classroom who had the best grades. I took school almost too seriously in my elementary days. I would cry if I left my books at school fearing I would have a pop quiz and be unprepared, I worried I would leave my homework at home and receive an incomplete and mostly I feared I would not receive the scholarship medallion with the genie bottle on it. I can laugh at this now, because even writing this makes me sound like the most absurd 9-year-old.

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This One’s for the Girls

23rd September 2014

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I recently watched Emma Watson’s speech on feminism. She has always been one of my favorite actresses for several reasons. I think she is incredibly classy, she is a positive role model and finally, she has killer style. After listening to her speak on feminism, I am an even bigger fan now and I am so happy with the awareness she is raising. Women, like men, are just as important in every aspect of the world. I was at dinner tonight with my closest girlfriends, and I know I talk about them so frequently on here, but they are all such strong, powerful individuals, so of course I am going to brag a little bit.

We are lucky when we all can get together and share dinner to catch up on everyone’s lives. Our dinner’s aren’t necessary always filled with positive news, but tonight was an exception. Even though we have all grown up together, we are all in such different phases of life. Everyone took their turn talking about themselves, with non-stop interjection of course. Two of my best friends are going through a divorce, and although this is not something to be taken lightly, they are so positive about it and still encourage each other. This kind of strength is so admirable and I tell them constantly how proud I am of them for being strong enough to  do what they need to be happy. I hope to be as strong as them one day.

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“Don’t be a stranger, it’s that simple.”

15th September 2014

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One of the most important relationships to me is the one I have with my younger and only brother. Of course, I have always loved him, loved picking on him, and loved wearing his clothes to school when we were little and I was a major tomboy, but we did not become close until I moved away for college.

This will remain one of my most cherished days because not only had I been waiting for this day since I started high school, but I felt a sense of independence as I packed each and every box and lined them up in front of my door. I packed the essentials; shower caddy, the complete series of Dawson’s Creek on DVD, my Joe Jonas poster and pictures of my loved ones. We packed our Hummer and headed straight to Muncie where I was about to begin my new chapter. Once we arrived and unpacked everything in my dorm, we realized that we had forgotten a few major things. This was my family’s first experience with college so we made a last minute trip to Walmart to pick up the final few things. I jumped out of my car and looked around and didn’t see my brother. I asked my grandparents where he was and they told me he wasn’t getting out of the car because he was really upset. Confused, I opened their back door to their Impala and he was a crying, emotional mess.

“Please don’t stay here,” he said as tears streamed down his face.

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This is what They’re for

8th September 2014

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Some things in my life have a very specific purpose. These few things, happen to be my favorite things. Today, I instantly grabbed my favorite flannel because its purpose is to wear it over just about any other piece of clothing I own, especially in Fall. It is my favorite, because it is comforting. Also topping my list of favorites are my people. My family.

My family can read me like their favorite book. They know when I am having a good day from a bad day, and even when I think I have a believable poker face, they prove me wrong. Something they are terrible at though, is leaving me alone, but I secretly love this about each of them. No matter what, they are always there to build me up, support me, crowd my space (in the best way) and love me unconditionally. This is what they’re for.

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Sweet Mysteries

4th September 2014

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One of my favorite things in life is when I discover new music. I’m completely drawn to the folk genre, but I’m open to just about anything aside from country (even though I have loved Conway Twitty since I was an infant, he’s the exception.) Recently, I have listened to a few new bands and there is one song that I cannot stop playing. Even though it has been on repeat for the past hour, and still now as I continue to type, I’m still not exactly sure what the song actually means, which could be its point. The song is “Ring Around the Moon” by Elephant Revival.

Something I find as equally exciting as annoying each day in most aspects of my life, is that I really never know what is happening next. This past year has shown me that anything can change in an instant from my career, friendships, relationships and even my own perception. One important lesson that I learned, after a grueling 8 months, is that nothing is for certain, and more often than not, nothing will play out as you envision it. I mean this is partly what keeps life interesting and a complete mystery, right?

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Cold as Ice

3rd September 2014

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Perception can be a tricky thing. I give everyone a fair chance and I am kind to everyone I meet, and I like to think I can read people very well. I’ve only been wrong a few times. This made me wonder what people’s first impressions of me tend to be. Luckily for me, I have a very outspoken friend who told me exactly what she thought the first time she met me.

Natalie proceeded to tell me she found me unapproachable and intimidating the first time she met me almost a year ago…not exactly the two adjectives that I want used to describe me. This really made me wonder that if this is how she felt the first time she met me, does this mean I come off the same way to complete strangers in passing? I am one who really doesn’t care what other people think, but I hated thinking I was being avoided because I come off as a cold person, because that is the complete opposite of my personality. But then, I decided to embrace what Natalie told me, instead of worrying about it.

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“These times, they are a changin'”

2nd September 2014

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This past Labor Day weekend, along with spending some quality family time, we celebrated my cousin, Presley’s thirteenth birthday. Thirteen really is a big year, because you’re officially a teenager, so along with that, came the first boy and girl party. At this party, I learned many things that made me feel too incredibly old, but overall the party was a success.

We really wanted to make her thirteenth party memorable, I mean honestly I don’t remember mine, it was probably held at the skating rink…regardless, times have changed and I guess that’s not the ideal setting for a party anymore. We made a scavenger hunt for all her friends attending, and I decided to use a hashtag for them to use when posting photos so we could go back and look through all of them and because, I mean I know that is still trendy. However, I learned that posting more than 5 photos to Instagram daily is “overkill” and borderline, “embarrassing” so that idea went out the window…fast. Ouch.

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