the time my blog crashed and i almost crapped my pants

a while back i had a malfunctioning plugin on my website so i decided to just deactivate it. little did i know that ALL HELL WOULD BREAK LOSE.

1for about 4 hours my blog was gone, literally gone. snatched from my fingers, wiped from the interweb as if it had never existed.

it’s true when they say “you never know what you’ve got until it’s gone”. there are some days that i think why why WHY do i continue to write on this thing?! my life is busy or i’m feeling stuck in a rut and i start to think that it would be so much simpler to just stop writing.

but then when i had the chance to walk away, to say “welp that was fun, but oh well”, i literally felt like someone had taken my first born child away. my slightly awkward, highly embarrassing, sometimes unloved child but still MINE.

2 4i wanted to throw up, scream, shake my fists at the heavens, and then lay down for a long cry. it was like when a boyfriend calls you every day for a week and then suddenly breaks up with you via a note from his friend passed in the hallway, given to you by the class nerd while you’re scrupulously doodling love hearts in your notebook. but wait! we can’t break up! we’re supposed to be together! 4 eva! i wrote it my notes, along with my first name and your last name, with a heart around it!

6 3no matter how often i’ve thought about quitting, this little space i’ve carved out for myself here in the blog world is something that i’m quite proud of. it’s my free therapy, my online diary (that should sometimes been more like my hidden under the mattress and never shared with anyone diary), my love notes and my creative outlet. i couldn’t let this thing die any easier than i could stop wearing highly inappropriate shoes. it’s a part of me.

thankfully for my heart palpitations, things were up and running again by the afternoon. i’ve never wanted to hug an inanimate object so much in my life.

5gap tee // forever 21 sweater // target pencil skirt // chinese laundry heels (via marshalls)

 

Stretch Your Closet // how to make your summer style work in the fall

Today I’m sharing some of my tips and tricks for stretching your closet over multiple seasons.  Very rarely do I ever buy a piece of clothing without first checking to see if I can wear it at least three different ways, over several different seasons.  It’s the best way to save money, AND get the most out of your clothing!fall dressing

No 1 // Maxi Dresses (dress, boots, jacket, hat)

I love pairing my summer maxis with a leather jacket and boots. It’s a great contrast between the girly dress and the tough leather, and it’s a perfect transition outfit!

No 2 // Denim Cutoffs (shorts, boots, tee, cardi)

shorts are one of those tricky pieces that are so  necessary for the summer, but then get shoved to the back of the dresser the rest of the year. Add some layers like an oversized cardigan and some funky boots and stretch the shorts season on into the fall.

No 3// Skater Skirts (skirt, sweater, boots, tights)

layering summer skirts with sweaters and tights are a great way to add versatility to your closet. a great pair of boots will add that final fall-ish touch.

No 4 // Sundresses (dress, button down, socks, boots)

obviously I love a good tough girl vibe in an outfit. layer up your sundresses with plaid and a killer pair of boots and you’ll be able to stretch that wardrobe right on into winter. and don’t forget the socks! fall is a great time to add in new accessories like chunky socks.

high waist jeans-a walking head with legs

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IMG_0845 copytarget 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.

 

manifesto

 

IMG_0724 copy 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?IMG_0769 copyfor 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.

IMG_0764 copy 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. IMG_0747 copyMy 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. IMG_0740 copy 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. IMG_0732 copy warby parker glasses//target tee//tj maxx overalls//dv8 heels c.o RiffRaff//

platinum+piko

 

IMG_0422 copyYesterday was my first day to work with the new do and I think it’s going to take my office longer to get used to the change then anyone else. I was asked twice if I was wearing a wig. Either people would avoid looking me in the eye, like I had had some horrible pigment-leaking accident and therefore they couldn’t look at me or else it could be contagious, or they were utterly fascinated and just didn’t know how to tear their eyes away. IMG_0426 copyIn other news, have you heard of pikos? They’re these super simple tops and dresses, usually solid colors and always oversized, and lately they’ve been popping up EVERYWHERE.  IMG_0446 copySo RiffRaff let me try one out to see what all the hullaballoo was about and I gotta say, they’re pretty dang comfortable. Super soft and perfect for Mexican food nights. So much food baby room.

They’re also a nice switch up from just regular v-neck tees, kind of makes it feel like you actually put some effort into getting dressed. And since I love any piece that will make it look like i put way more effort into an outfit then i really did, I believe I shall give Pikos an A++++.IMG_0427 copyIMG_0441 IMG_0428 copyIMG_0439 copy IMG_0448IMG_0429 copy Piko top c./o RiffRaff (all PIko options here)//Urban Outfitters jeans (distressed by mua) (on sale!)//Target gladiator heels (also on sale! you lucky duck)

working girl

IMG_0390 copy IMG_0366 IMG_0365Working with a corporate office dress code is a real struggle for me sometimes. Ours is definitely not the strictest of dress codes, but anyone would tell you that I don’t always follow the rules very well. I tend to want to push the boundaries a little bit, because my style is so much a part of my personal expression. Try to place a box on that expression, and I feel too fenced in.

But since I fully understand the reason behind such rules, I’ve been trying lately to find ways to be myself within the confines of a dress code. Funky skirts like this one definitely help make that possible. So does red lipstick.

How about some of my other working girls out there? What do you do to express yourself while also adhering to your work dress code?
IMG_0361target sunnies//forever 21 tank and necklace(old, similar here)//asos skirt//zara heels (old, similar here)

 

that one time…

IMG_0165 hey remember that one time

i was surreptitiously trying to get in my yoga stretches while at work and I ripped the crotch right out of my pantsIMG_0193 - Version 2

along with the crotch ripping….

i went to target to get new pants and informed the dressing room lady that i would be buying the pants i had donned because i had experienced a wardrobe malfunction. she then proceeded to make me feel like the worst sort of criminal by walking me up to the cash register so i couldn’t make a run for it (even though i had told her what i was doing) while also informing me that i was going to get her in trouble for making her leave her dressing room station. rule abiders, i tell ya. so dramaticIMG_0185

i went to the bank drive thru and i dropped the deposit cylinder shoot thingey with an obnoxiously loud and echoey clatter, after which it proceeded to go rolling down the barely even existent hill and I had to go running after it before it caused a twelve car pileup in the street, all while the other drive thru-ers stared at me through their windows and pointed at the idiot running in high heels

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i went to the bathroom in the airport and let the bathroom attendant usher me into a stall, only to be serenaded in spanish while i did my business. i didn’t have any cash on me so i when i just told the lady, “um thank you!” after gently prodding her in the back with the stall door so i could get out, i was then given the death stare until i finished washing my hands and left the bathroom. never to return ever again

this blog post brough to you by three cups of coffee and a twix bar. you’re welcome.IMG_0197polka dot dress c.o RiffRaff (sold out, but they have it in navy), target sandals

fan.

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I’m a fan of overalls. I’m especially a fan of overalls snatched up from the little girls’ section of Target, for half the price of the Women’s overalls.

Snatched up during an improptu jaunt to the store during a lunch break, on the way to the grocery section to grab some lunch options that maybe don’t involve the words “deep fried”.

Eyed up as I slide past to take a peek at the comforter sets because I will, I will, win the “we don’t need a new coverlet” war.

Slipped into the cart as I waltz over to the makeup aisles because you can never have enough lip gloss, says the the girl with a whole drawer of lip gloss.

Half an hour, turkey, lipgloss, no new coverlet but the proud owner of overalls later, I am officially a fan. IMG_0033IMG_0036 IMG_0039 IMG_0034

twenty six.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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?

Pacsun sunnies// RiffRaff pineapple tank c.o// UO jeans// RiffRaff sandals c.o

 

 

 

 

i’ll admit when i’m wrong..sometimes

let it be known that the Rambler is a humble gal and will admit when she has been wrong or unjustly critical.

I, Kaleigh Bishop (sounds good don’t it?) bought some birks.

IMG_9617 EDIT I know I know, I was so vehemently against them.  But Target, I tell ya, they just grab you and suddenly you’re trying things you never thought you would and buying crap you never really needed and next thing ya know, you’re wearing faux birkenstocks. IMG_9619 edit IMG_9620 edit IMG_9625 edit IMG_9629 edit i still feel like i have duck feet though. but they are pretty comfy. dang it.

top c.o RiffRaff// PacSun highwaisted shorts// Target birks