I’m not gifted in the art of saying “no”. I very rarely have the brains to say no. If I’m honest with myself it boils down to the fact that I carry around this monster in my heart called Pride and I don’t want anyone to think I’m not capable of doing something.
I feel that if I say no that someone will use excuses like I’m too young or too inexperienced or too immature or I don’t have the skills or (my favorite) that I can’t do it because I’m a girl (no one gets to pull the girl card on me except for me, dang it!) Or the even better ones, I’m selfish or mean or I’m stuck up and therefore I WON’T help anyone out but myself. So I say yes, yes, YES! and then my list of To Do’s is out the window and I have days like yesterday when I went to the bathroom and had myself a good little cry because I felt so entirely suffocatingly overwhelmed.
Needless to say, I’ve decided I need to work on saying “no”. And maybe deal with my pride as well, i don’t know. And possibly my people pleasing addiction. And my inability to convey my frustrations without crying. And my addiction to Dr. Pepper. Oh wait no, scratch that one, I’m ok with that one.
vintage romper (another find from Lori!)// Zara heels//Target Sunnies
Today I am sharing with you a fun new linkup partay! YAY!
What She Wears is a great way to share how YOU wear your style. A different theme will be announced each month and the linkup will go live the first tuesday of every month. AAAANNNNDD here’s the fun part: we will each show our favorite linked up look on our blogs! So fun right?
This month’s theme is Date Night! Here’s my take:
I wanted to do something a little bit edgier and this cute little pinafore dress was just the thing! I love the black and white stripes and I felt dressy and girly but I was still comfy with my black leather chelsea boots. Jared did yell “beetlejuice beetlejuice beetlejuice!” when he saw me but I’m used to his teasing about my clothes so eh whatevs :) I know he secretly loves it.
old navy top (old)//primark neckalce//ASOS pinafore dress//forever 21 boots//7th & West ring//gifted bag
Now it is YOUR turn. Link up your favorite date night look below. The only rules are that you follow each of us (you can follow me BlogLovin’) and link back to one of us in your post. You can also put our handy dandy button on your sidebar, it sure is pretty, isn’t it?! In a week we will each pick our favorite looks and showcase them on our blogs. Fun, right? Don’t forget to add the #whatshewears when posting on Instagram and Twitter so we can all see your looks!
My sweet friend Lori bought a house a while back that just happened to come with absolutely everything the previous owner had possessed while living. An older woman who had passed away from age, the remaining family just took the things that they wanted and left everything else for Lori to figure out. Kind of weird and somewhat rude, but it happened to work out in our favor; Lori found a closet-full of vintage clothes in one of the rooms!
She’s just about the most fantastic person ever because she let me come over and pick out whatever I wanted! This little romper (yes it’s a romper!) was one of my finds. I’ve spoken before about my love for vintage and these latest pieces are no exception. I absolutely adore the fact that there is a story in these seams and while I will never know it myself, I can imagine it all I want.
I’d like to think that this darling little romper was for something special, because hi hello look how cute it is. I hope I do it justice!
Urban Outfitters sunnies// revlon colostay in top tomato// vintage dress//guess heels
If you know me, you know that I have a true and deep love for Dr. Pepper. I’m not one of those people who carry around a 4 liter or anything, and I don’t drink it every day, but whenever I have a craving it’s most likely going to be for Dr. Pepper. There’s nothing better than a can (no bottles ick) of cold DP poured over extra ice, crushed if possible, with a straw.
I’d say it was my mom who introduced me to my love for Dr. Pepper. We always joke around and say my mom gave us the addiction while in the womb, since she drank Dr. Pepper like it was goin out of style. She almost always has a Dr. Pepper in the house, and my dad knows to go get a fresh one if he’s been in the dog house lately. When my sister comes into town and we go shopping together, we eventually all need to take a break and get a DP to recuperate.
But our addiction goes back farther than just my mom, in fact it goes back to my great grandpa. Papa Rakes used to hide bottles of Dr. Pepper in his work shed out in Virginia. He’d pull those hot, flat bottles from the saw dust in his shed and drink them like they were the best thing he’d ever tasted. Of course he had to hide them in the sawdust, when you have 7 kids and 22 grand kids, drinks like Dr. Pepper don’t stay around for very long.I think my great grandpa would be proud to know we carry on his DP addiction. Whenever I have kids, I’ll make sure and sit them down and tell them all the family Dr. Pepper stories. I’m sure I’ll be adding my own to the family hall of fame.
warby parker glasses//target dress (on sale for $13!)//Shoe Dazzle wedges
How was everyone’s weekend? A part of me is so glad it’s over and a part of me feels like, “wait today’s Monday? where did saturday and sunday go?”.
I’ve recently discovered a new obsession with snake print. I wasn’t too sure of it at first but these leggings from Urban Philosophy have definitely swayed me. They’re super lightweight and slinky which means I shall be wearing them through the dreaded oven months of Oklahoma. That has been my main criteria for any clothing I buy recently: can I wear it in the summer and not suffocate? Target blazer//ASOS tee//Evie J necklace c/o// Target watch//Urban Philosophy leggings c/o//Charlotte Russe wedges
What new trends are swaying you these days? Anything I should try?
Today I shall be playing catch up with my emails and comments so if you have any fantastic posts you think I’d like, comment below and I’ll make sure and check it out!
If I had to describe my usual weekend attire, this would be it. A comfy tee that I wear entirely too often, a pair of ripped of jeans, cute flats, and a scarf. While I absolutely adore dresses, and I naturally choose heels in almost any situation, this is what I feel most comfortable in.
WHEW! This last week and weekend has been a humdinger! Just busy busy busy, all the time. I like it, but on the other hand I do enjoy my sleep!
I wore this to work a few weeks ago and while it’s probably a bit more casual than my office requires, I really liked it a lot. From the stares that I got as I went down the hallway I don’t believe that everyone agreed with me, but hey what can you do? I liked it, and that’s what matters!target camo tee (men’s section)//Free People crochet vest (hand me down)// Style Lately bull necklace c/o// 7th & West star necklace c/o// Evie J boutique bracelets c/o// Lucky ring// Forever 21 skirt, previously worn here// Target booties
Why yes. Here I am. Wearing overalls. At 24 years old. And no it’s not a joke.
I am personally ECSTATIC that overalls are coming back in style. Hi hello, an outfit that is SUPER comfortable and still stylish? yes please! Also, they’re perfect “fat pants”. Having one of those weeks? Overalls. Going to eat Italian and you know you’re going to be huge when you get done? Overalls. Haven’t done laundry so the only panties you have left are slightly grandma-ish (we all own them, don’t try to tell me all you wear are thongs)? Overalls!
And if you get a resounding chorus of the Dueling Banjos every time you walk by, or you’re told that you look like Mario’s little sister, well just act like Van Gogh and say, “I can’t hear you!”
This year Easter was a bit strange. My family always gets together and has a big family Easter lunch, with ham and deviled eggs and potatoes and the whole get up.
Due to scheduling conflicts we decided to have Easter lunch on Saturday which happened to be my brother’s birthday (happy birthday Garrison!). I’ve been helping choreograph a local production of The Sound of Music and I had practice Saturday afternoon which ended up running late so I missed Easter :( boo hoo.
I hope you all had a wonderful Easter! In the end it’s not about the Easter lunch or the dresses or the candy, but it’s the fact that the God of all creation loved ME so much that He sent His son to pay for my sins and the sins of the world. A statement made on Sunday at my church really stuck out to me: If you were the only one who needed saving, if you were the ONLY ONE, Jesus would still have died for you. He loves you that much”.
“What is your pet peeve” is a common question that I never have an answer for.
I’d like to think it’s because I’m such an easy going gal, nothing ever really “peeves me”.
But no I think it’s probably more to do with the fact that I have the shortest memory ever and I tend to forget what I was mad about. I might get fantastically irritated about something but I probably won’t remember what it was ten minutes later.
So the other night I was at home and I suddenly came into contact with the peevest of peeves. I was so peeved I slapped a collar on that thing and called it Spike for it was my Pet Peeve. I even wrote a note on my phone so I’d remember what it was, should I ever be questioned on my list of peeves. Does anyone else ever write themselves notes on their phones? My note list would probably get me sent to a mental institution, it makes very little sense and isn’t any where grammatically correct. But I digress.
I wrote down my Peeve so that I would remember what it was because I was so annoyed, it was surely my Pettest of Peeves. So I’m sharing it here with you, for historical documentation:
My Pet Peeve is running a nice hot bath only to step in and realize all the hot water is gone.
Have you ever done this? Murder. Murder was on my mind. If there had been any living organism at home to strangle, I might have done it. Instead I contented myself with slapping a towel around a bit, but it didn’t really ease my frustrations.
There is surely nothing worse in the world than taking the time to run a bath, busying yourself while the tub fills by imagining that gorgeous steamy water, picking out the perfect book to accompany you, getting your best lotions and maybe a candle or two ready for the soak, and then going to step in and the water be luke warm.
Luke warm water is the worst feeling EVER. My skin starts to crawl, my innards start to curdle, and all I want to do is scream loudly and profanically (not a word but in this situation I feel a made up word is called for)
I utterly REFUSE to take a tepid bath but unfortunately no amount of fluffy towels or warm fires can replace the dignity you lost when you placed your foot into that shameful tub. You feel silly for the rest of the evening, blowing out candles, shoving the lotion back in the cabinet. but the worst, THE WORST, is submerging your hand in that disgusting water to let the tub out.