I love girly things. I love the color pink, I love lace, and I LOVE bows. Bows are just so darned cute! Lucky for me bows and lac seem to be in trend right now, and there are so many cute thing to be had!! Like this cute red bow belt and sexy ribbon bow fishnets from Torrid.
This pullover sweater with sketched bows on it from Faith 21 is cute and oh so comfortable. I would know, I totally tried it on. I also tried on the striped bow tie shirt from Torid, also cute!!
This shirt with lace detail is also currently on my short list of items that need to be in my closet. It's super cute and kind of casual,so you can look hot with out looking too fussy.
The black lace zipper top is one of my favorites because it is kind of deceiving. From the front it's all demure and sweet, but turn around and BAM! Sexy exposed zipper toughening up the look!! I want it!!!
Seriously though! Lace and bows are the best!!!
P.S. Don't judge me on the wonky way my pictures don't line up. I'm good, but I'm not that good, ya dig?
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Envyings
I'm a book nerd. I love them, and thus by extension I love bookshelves. These are just some of the cooler ones I've seen while blazing the interwebs. How cool would it be to have your bookshelf be the door to a secret passageway that leads to more books? I love it!!!
A fun book nook with places to sit and read.
I just thought this was fun.
Word.
A fun book nook with places to sit and read.
I just thought this was fun.
Word.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Thrive
Whenever I come back from school for a break, I find that there is a direct correlation to the dwindling amount of blog posts I have. I guess because I have less going on, or lack the energy to put forth what I'm thinking, weeks go by with no word. I'll try and do better.
I've found myself lately contemplating life. The beauty, the sadness. It's a crazy thing. I have vivid recollections of waking up as a little girl and thinking that the whole idea of an earth with people living on it to be outrageous. I would have deep thinking sessions about how there were billions of people out there, with thoughts just like me, surviving on this planet. It seemed like the ultimate science fiction story. It's kind of incredible.
We're people, living in this world. We have emotions. We struggle and we triumph. We can experience the sweetest highs, and fall subject to the bitterest heartaches. That's what I've always found amazing. We stumble, and fall, and ask why me. Then we get up. We're resilient and we carry on, because there's no other choice. More specifically, the other choice is not acceptable. We have this innate desire to survive. Not just survive, but to thrive.
I've have been blessed to be born into a family of survivors. I wake up each day knowing that I am surrounded by the best people I know. Right now we're just surviving, but I know that someday we're going to thrive. That's the goal. That's the end game. To be happy and healthy and be surrounded by the ones you love. My experiences have shaped who I am. They were hard and I struggled, but I survived. Just keep pushing on, knowing you have the support of those that love you and just survive, until such a time comes, that you can thrive.
I've found myself lately contemplating life. The beauty, the sadness. It's a crazy thing. I have vivid recollections of waking up as a little girl and thinking that the whole idea of an earth with people living on it to be outrageous. I would have deep thinking sessions about how there were billions of people out there, with thoughts just like me, surviving on this planet. It seemed like the ultimate science fiction story. It's kind of incredible.
We're people, living in this world. We have emotions. We struggle and we triumph. We can experience the sweetest highs, and fall subject to the bitterest heartaches. That's what I've always found amazing. We stumble, and fall, and ask why me. Then we get up. We're resilient and we carry on, because there's no other choice. More specifically, the other choice is not acceptable. We have this innate desire to survive. Not just survive, but to thrive.
I've have been blessed to be born into a family of survivors. I wake up each day knowing that I am surrounded by the best people I know. Right now we're just surviving, but I know that someday we're going to thrive. That's the goal. That's the end game. To be happy and healthy and be surrounded by the ones you love. My experiences have shaped who I am. They were hard and I struggled, but I survived. Just keep pushing on, knowing you have the support of those that love you and just survive, until such a time comes, that you can thrive.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Stella Brandon Has A Dream
Yesterday morning I woke up only wanting to go back to sleep. Not because sleep is awesome or I was tired, but because I was having the coolest dream. It had it all, a little adventure, some violence, and the possibility of an unforeseen romance.
As I was on the fringe of reality, I kept telling myself, "You have to write this down! You've got something here, this could be huge!"
After waking I pondered the world I had created in my dreams. It was pretty incredible. I turned on my computer and began to write it all down. I didn't forget it. Not a thing. I have the outline saved on my desktop. I can't wait to start writing.
The world in my head was vivid, the characters alive, demanding attention. It's a story that needs to be told. The concept needs work, and there are some gaps that need to be filled, but it's a start.
I've never come up with ideas this way before, it almost feels like a gift. I haven't written in a while. With the next month off of school, it seems like an infinitely better way of spending my time than lazing around the house unshowered all day.
I'm excited, and it's a good feeling.
**Stella Brandon was my pen name from my writing class last winter. It's kind of hot, right?
As I was on the fringe of reality, I kept telling myself, "You have to write this down! You've got something here, this could be huge!"
After waking I pondered the world I had created in my dreams. It was pretty incredible. I turned on my computer and began to write it all down. I didn't forget it. Not a thing. I have the outline saved on my desktop. I can't wait to start writing.
The world in my head was vivid, the characters alive, demanding attention. It's a story that needs to be told. The concept needs work, and there are some gaps that need to be filled, but it's a start.
I've never come up with ideas this way before, it almost feels like a gift. I haven't written in a while. With the next month off of school, it seems like an infinitely better way of spending my time than lazing around the house unshowered all day.
I'm excited, and it's a good feeling.
**Stella Brandon was my pen name from my writing class last winter. It's kind of hot, right?
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