target sunnies // forever 21 tee // target necklaces // old navy jacke (old) // target belt // riffraff jeans c.o // hooker heels (not shown)
There are many instances in fashion where the phrase “you look like a weirdo” can be the highest of compliments. When I walked out of the bedroom and asked Jared if the fact that my pants came up to my armpits and i was 6″3 with my chosen heels on (so the jeans wouldn’t drag the ground, duh) made me look disproportionate, and he responded with “you look like a walking head with legs” I knew I had nailed it!
the fact that Jared had to hold my hand as I walked across the parking lot so i wouldn’t fall is completely normal. for fashion.
I’ve been thinking lately about why I do this whole blog thing. Why do i spend my time writing and taking pictures and commenting and following and planning and creating? why? i realized that if i don’t have a clear understanding of what i’m doing, then no one else will either. so what’s my manifesto, my mission statement, my core values? what keeps me coming back to this little space on the interweb?for me, it comes down to two points which are pretty simple and are basically at the root of everything i do.
Because God created me in His image.
You can’t stand on the edge of the ocean, look off the top of a mountain, gaze at a newly born soul, and not understand that our God is creative. He’s the ultimate Creator.
and He made me in His image. The same creativity that birthed the Northern Lights lives in me. The same imagination that caused fireflys and freckles was placed into my soul, my heart, my being.
but here’s an even more fantastic concept: God, in His infinite Creativity, gave each and every one of us the ability to create in our own, special way. Some of us may be doctors, or artists, or athletes, or speakers, or nurturers, or encouragers. God gave each of us this awesome gift of creativity, to use in whatever way fits our personalities and gifts best, and each time we use that creativity we are worshiping our Creator.
For me, my creativity just kind of falls out of me any which way it can. I like to call myself a Jill of All Trades, because I’m not the type to excel at any one thing. I’m kind of all over the place. And I’ve come to realize that that, in itself, is a gift. i like to use my creativity in any way i can, whether that’s my style or my writing, whether it’s web design or graphics, whether it’s decorating my house or posting on stinkin social media. it doesn’t matter, it’s all creative and it’s all expression and it’s good. My second reason for this blog comes from one of my favorite verses, Colossions 3:23
//Whatever you do, do it with your whole heart, as working for the Lord//
This verse sums up my entire life, where my heart and soul reside, and what I want to teach others to understand. That whatever you are doing, whatever gifts God has blessed you with, wherever you are at: YOU are a story. You’re experiences and knowledge can be used to encourage others, in ways that you can only imagine. your LIFE is a ministry! every single time you CREATE you are ministering to someone, somewhere.
So whatever I may be doing, whether it’s writing a post or styling an outfit or fixing my hair,creating a graphic, or working at my job: I want to do it to the best of my ability, with my whole heart, guns blazing, all in. I’m going to take chances, make mistakes, get embarrassed, and learn from it all. Because in doing so, I am creating opportunities to encourage others, reach others, inspire others, to walk this journey with as much enthusiasm and and gumption and LIFE as they possibly can. I truly believe that our Creator loves to see us creating. and THAT is my ultimate goal. To serve Christ in everything I do. So this little blog, where I can create as much as I want, where i stumble and mess up, crack up, goof off, and generally make a fool of myself, this is my learning experience. This is my living testament to what a Creative God can do with a willing soul.
So dig in, dear ones, and join in the ride. I fully believe that I’m in for a crazy one. warby parker glasses//target tee//tj maxx overalls//dv8 heels c.o RiffRaff//
my birthday was earlier this month, good ole twenty six. it actually, truly, snuck up on me this year. i’ve never forgotten my birthday, nor let anyone forget that it was coming. i don’t know, it was probably due to getting married and this insane month at work, but this year i just blinked and suddenly i was 26.
i feel like this year it’s wasnt about celebrating my age, it was a celebration of the year. like a 2nd New Year’s Eve, I grew nostalgic thinking about 25. What I survived. What I learned. What I was given. What i grew out of and what i became.
I’m excited about 26. about what i will experience, what chances I will take. I feel like after 25, i want to grab life by the horns and just run with it. run as far and as long as i possibly can, squeeze every last beautiful drop of happiness and magic that i can from this year. life is so precious, so very precarious.
I’ve been blessed with this one beautiful life. I just can’t help but wonder: what kind of fantastical adventures will happen in 26?
it’s our wedding month! i feel like that’s all i talk about lately but i think that’s a bit understandable. it’s kind of a big deal.
this entire adventure has just been one crazy turn after another and it’s looking like this last few weeks’ home stretch is going to be the craziest of all. In the midst of all the planning and preparing and diy-ing and occasional bouts of weeping, i’ve really been trying to focus and savor each moment. i don’t want to get so wrapped up in the silly things that i don’t take time to truly revel in the precious, little moments. a sweet mom hug, a hysterical all inclusive sister laughing session, a perfect sanity-saving text from a friend, a stolen kiss. who really cares about the shape of the plates or the wedding signs or the cake table omg we don’t have a cake table.
when this is all said and done (please God, let this be said and done), i hope I can look back and remember the excited anticipation, the sweet talks of “what will married life be like”, the precious memories with those i love most surrounding us. Because that’s what truly matters. That’s what makes this all so very worth it.
I really did not expect to be the crazy bride who has dreams about all the things that could go wrong at the wedding. i don’t know why, I have weird dreams about every other event in my life ( I use to dream that I was at work and I couldn’t find the cash register. I’d wake up in the middle of the night, sitting up, feeling around for the cash register and yelling at my boss that I couldn’t find it. You can begin praying for Jared now.
I guess I just thought with my manic list-making proclivities, that I wouldn’t have any weird subconscious worries. Au contraire my friend. Apparently I’m worried that the roof will leak in the ceremony and I’ll have to get married in a towel, that the pianist (we don’t have a pianist) is going to heckle me during the ceremony, and that Jared and is going to fire all of my bridesmaids and make me ask his high school girlfriend to be my one bridesmaid (i have no idea what his HS girlfriend looks like, never even met her, can’t even think of her name right now.) I also somehow want to get married in my great grandpa’s tiny old house, but it actually looks like the governor’s mansion, and I do believe someone is going to throw up massively at the reception. All recurring dreams, mind you.
I’ve been thinking a lot about trust lately, and the magnitude of that word. It’s just this tiny little word that has such enormous potential, ya know? trust can forge bonds, create legacies, diffuse negativity. but mistrust? mistrust can breed jealousy, force disconnection, create fear.
I look at this season in my life that I’m currently in, with all of these new and exciting chapters that are just waiting to be cracked open, and I see all the different variables that could produce different outcomes. There is a lot of unknown for us right now. And I will fully admit, it can be somewhat terrifying at times.
But then I think about that word. trust. Jared and I trust each other, absolutely. We’re in this new crazy adventure together, 100%, and i could just squeeze his little head off when I think about how wonderful he is. He’s kind of great.
But we also trust in our Heavenly Father. We have faith that He is guiding and protecting us, that we will never be alone. He will endow us with the strength and wisdom and favor to weather any storm, carry us through any unknown. And that my friend, is dangerous. What could we be capable if we just trusted?
Seriously, think about it. If you had complete confidence in your gifts and abilities, if you truly knew that Christ was walking before you, if you really believed that “no weapon formed against me shall prosper”, what would you attempt?
Trust is dangerous. We are capable of the impossible, when we trust. When we have faith.
and i? I want to be dangerous.
Oxford trunk blazer(previously worn here) (sold out, similar here)// Target tee (size up for the slouchy look)// Bella Vita necklace via Blue 7// gap jeans (got them on sale, boo the sales over)// Shoe Dazzle boots (old, similar here)
Here in Oklahoma, Winter means one thing: you’re going to get blown away.
It doesn’t matter how lovely and bright the sun is shining, or how beautiful the snow looks. 95% of the time the wind will be blowing like nobody’s business and you will be exhausted by the time you get back into a safe building. Cars doors get slammed open, shopping carts go flying across the parking lot, and hats are blown away, never to be found again.
So when I saw this gigantic fur Rachel Zoe coat on IG, I knew it was perfect for this Winter. Despite the fact that my dad laughs every time I walk out of the house. I’m warm and cute (in my opinion anyways) and impervious to winds and jokes alike.
Speaking of Instagram, anyone else obsessed with a good IG sale? I’m always finding cute little shops on there! If you sell on IG or if you are a fellow IG shopper, let me know! I’m always looking for another cute shop!
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving! I have so many things to be thankful for this year and one of them is this lovely little blog and all of you wonderful people that I’ve come in contact with through it! You bring joy to my life. *hugs*
old hat// Warby Parker glasses// Forever 21 jacket// Lucca sweater// Pacsun pants// Shoe Carnival buckle boots// 7th & West bangles
Good morning friends! Today is Thursday, which means it’s the Coast to Coast Challenge day! This is my first time to participate, if you haven’t checked it out yourself you can do so here. It’s a pretty fun idea!
Wearing all black makes me think of two things: one of my best friends,Lauren, who frequently rocks the all black look; and Amy Winehouse. Hence the title of this post.
Random things about this outfit:
I’ve had this hat since the dawn of time. I have no clue where it’s from, but I keep it because it’s just so stinkin comfy.
Also, my sweater has gone in and out of the giveaway pile for about the last 5 years, no joke. I always get to a place where I don’t like it anymore and I’m going to give it away, and then I find one more way to wear it and I keep it. I guess I just need to give in and keep the stupid thing for forever.
I wear these pants at least twice a week. No joke. I frequently get asked where I shop (working on that post!) and how often I shop, since it looks where I’m wearing different things in all of my posts. Au contraire my friend. I’m flattered that you think these same pants look different every time I wear them, but believe me it’s the same pair every time. I bet I have a smaller closet than a lot of folks out there!
Yay for Thursdays! Thursdays mean Friday is almost here and Fridays mean a short day at work, which means the weekend is here which means SLEEP! and Christmas shopping! And having a social life past 8pm! YAY!
Warby Parker glasses//Forever 21 top and fur scarf// brooches from our shop at The Feathered Nest//Gap jeans// Charlotte Russe heels// makeup: Revlon cherries in the snow// hair: curled with a straightner
Good morning friends!
WHEW it’s Thursday already?! This week seems to have flown by, something which I am 100% A-OKAY with. For some reason I haven’t been able to sleep lately so I’m ready for a weekend that involves very few plans and lots of sleeping.
Unfortunately this weekend will also include large amounts of laundry. I absolutely detest doing laundry and will put it off until it’s a dire situation. As in I bought more panties so I could put the laundry off for a few more days. I did what? Ya. You heard me. No shame.
Anyone have any awesome plans for the weekend?! If you’re doing some Christmas shopping, don’t forget to check out 7th & West! You can use RAMBLINGFORWEST today and tomorrow to get 10% off your purchase! Check out these awesome bangles I got never taking them off! (I just sang that in my head. And now I’m telling you about it. Sheesh I really do need some sleep.)
Warby Parker glasses// Lucky snood// Chevron top c/o Darby & Dash// Just USA jeans (old)// pink chucks via Shoe Carnival
During the week my outfits reflect my job, but the weekends tend to be very different. Depending on my mood, I might be extremely dressed up, or I might make it a bit more low key since I so rarely wear jeans during the week.
This day was one of those low key days. Thanksgiving, while wonderful, tends to wear a body out. You know that when I’m wearing my glasses, I’m pretty tired. I’ve worn glasses since I was in 2nd grade so I very rarely wear them during the day. Something about being called “four eyes” for six years straight (I got contacts after that) makes a girl hesitant to wear glasses in public again. ‘Course that might change, since I absolutely adore my new ones!
So when I found this cute little chevron top, I knew it was the perfect Weekend top. I might possibly have worn it all weekend, with various bottoms ranging from the socially acceptable jeans to the not so acceptable pajamas. No judging, you’d wear it three days running too.It’s just that comfy.