oh hey there, remember me? i just accidentally took a week off from blogging. Not gonna lie, kind of just straight up forgot. Which has never happened before, but eh there’s a time for everything! So what happened last week, let’s see. i chopped on my hair a bit more, it’s like a sick compulsion i just can’t put the scissors down. Fortunately I still like it, whew! For those that keep asking, yes I did cut my hair on purpose. How do you accidentally cut your hair? Get too close to a really sharp fan? Go in to cut the tags off a shirt and miss? Whatever, the answer is yes, I meant to cut my hair. and no i don’t regret it one bit. and no i’m not worried about styling my hair for the wedding. also you might notice my glasses will be showing up a bit more for a while. that would be because this mascara adhered itself like super glue to my lashes, only to break off into my eyeball at some point and scratch the crap out of my eye. obviously i am not a fan of said mascara. like i mentioned before, i’ve been going to the chiropractor and while it’s been heaven on my back, it’s posed quite a few problems to my clothing choices. do you know how awkward it is to climb onto that bed-thing in heels? or to twist your body in opposite directions while wearing a dress? it just kind of ruins the whole ambiance ya know? I’ve taken to wearing leggings under everything, or just wearing pants every day, and frankly it’s getting annoying. It feels silly to bring a whole different outfit to change into, just so you can get your back popped for 5 minutes, but that might just be what I have to start doing. Sacrifice people. It’s all about sacrifice. speaking of sacrifice, i do believe i have officially made the greatest sacrifice in jared’s and my relationship. i am currently trading space in our living room to a 6 foot wooden indian carving (kind of like this guy) for the joy of an absolutely darling green velvet couch (kind of like this guy). No pictures of the actual pieces yet (though that is on my to do list, take pictures of our apartment) because one is currently residing in my parent’s garage and the other is somewhere far away where i wish it would stay (you may guess which is which). I’m all for creativity and supporting local artists, etc etc, but i’m just not a fan of a wooden indian in my living room. i told jared maybe i’d like it better if it was painted white and he called me a racist, which i took to mean no, so i might need advice on how to make this monstrosity flow with the rest of the space. although i’m not going to complain too loud (i promise! i’m not!) because i do get to keep the darling couch, which jared keeps calling baby-diarrhea green. ah marriage. warby parker glasses//forever 21 tank (old, similar here)//sira & mara necklace c.o.//vintage skirt (similar here)// target flats which can’t be seen but its these ones//
Today we’re going to discuss the many reasons why dating a guy from your church is the dumbest thing you could ever do. I’d like to preface this by pointing out that my parents met at church and have been married for 30 + years, so I know that there are exceptions to the rule. But my mother straight up lied to my dad about her age, and my dad seriously robbed the cradle, so the exceptions really have no merit.
1. There’s a very good chance that the guy is only asking you on a date because his parents forced him to.
There is nothing better than sitting in the car with your date and having him inform you that his parents suggested this to him (true story). You now have this pressure to make sure the date goes amazing and if it doesn’t, you better not do anything truly horrific because his parents will make awkward comments about “what might have been” FOR YEARS.
2. The date will be a complete farce.
You met at church. AT CHURCH. Which means the terms “prayer life” and “seeking God’s will” will be mentioned at least 50 times during dinner. You will never hear event a hint of a vice or weakness, which means you’ll probably think you just landed God’s Gift to Women, and will promptly place him on the biggest pedestal known to man kind, where he will crash and burn in a few weeks when he dumps you because “he needs to focus on God right now”.
3. Your parents are possibly friends.
If you screw this one up for them they’ll have to leave the church and it will be all YOUR FAULT. The entire eco system will be smashed to smithereens and you will be left standing alone in the center with the pitiful excuse that “he chewed with his mouth open”. selfish.
4. Your parents are possibly enemies.
Don’t even think for one second that you are Romeo and Juliet. No, you’re just stuck in the middle of the worst situation EVER. Your parents don’t like each other, and you go to the same church? YOU WILL NEVER LIVE THIS DOWN. Take it from me, just say you’re sick and never answer your phone again.
5. if you happen to make it to actually dating, you will suddenly be on a reality tv show.
Every little old lady in the church will want to know details of your personal life, and all the men who think of themselves as father figures in your life (regardless of whether you have a great dad or not) will want to know if he’s treating you right. don’t even think you can get by with a polite smile and nod, because they will pin you in the corner and have you down at the alter faster than you can say, “He’s a very Godly man”
6. All you wanted was a little flirting and suddenly he’s saying God told him you were going to get married.
I for one truly believe that there are couples out there who knew, right from the get go, that they were meant to be. Do i believe it happens to every single camp couple? heck no. But church guys, God bless their sweet souls, will latch on like an octopus and keep you from breaking things off like the awesome jerk you are because they’ll swear that “God told them you were meant to be together”. Listen sister: those kinds of conversations should work both ways. if you ain’t hearing it too, run like the wind and forget about that camp kiss you were hoping for at the end of the week.
7. It’s practically incest
More than likely you’ve grown up with this fellow. There’s a very good chance your mothers threw you in a bath tub together at some point during your childhood. He has first hand knowledge of your days before a curling iron was discovered, and you’ve seen him at 4 AM after a youth group lock in, when no one is attractive.
8. You don’t actually like him, you just like his bible cover/ the way he prays/ his ironic Christian stickers etc.
It’s so easy, and entirely understandable, to get swept away by a good looking guy from your church. But what you have conveniently forgot is HE’S STILL A GUY. Just because he wears chucks that have John 3:16 sharpied on them doesn’t mean his feet don’t smell like week old road kill. And just because he sings like an angel, doesn’t mean he suddenly learned how to chew with his mouth closed.
9. Ten to one, he’s taken a vow not to date anyone until he finds” the one” .
Which is all good and well, and might occasionally actually work except, also 10 to one, he’s using that as an excuse to flirt with every girl in the church and not have any strings to tie him down.
10. If he’s the pastor’s son, he probably has more issues than a Jerry Springer episode.
I’m tellin ya, those PK’s. They go through a crazy phase and you just want to steer clear of that until the waters calm back down. Like maybe after he starts wearing shoes to church again.
But then, like any other life situation, there are the stories of true love, of finding your soul mate at 3, or (like my parents) knowing he was the one when you saw him on the church Halloween hay ride , or truly hating his guts until one day you wake up and realize he’s actually kind of cute.
It’s those stories that make you realize that church goers are imperfect creatures serving a perfect Savior. Much like any other place in the world, and even when all signs point to this is a horrific idea it is possible to find your soul mate at church. In fact, and contrary to what this post might seem to be saying, I’d say that you should look for your soul mate at church. You’ll find him, find a bunch of really good friends, or find that you have some really great/horrible dating stories to tell your kids.
It’s Friday!!!! Woot! I don’t care who you are, Friday’s just put people in a good mood.
you know what else puts me in a good mood? this dress. because it weighs about, oh, nothing, and it’s just one of those sweet little dresses that you can put on and immediately feel nice, ya know? and these flats, that i bought from Target and cut the ankle strap off of because I saw them the other day and thought how cute they’d be without the ankle strap, and then I saw a friend of mine had done just that. Great minds think alike. So i bought them and hacked ‘em up and I can’t say I regret it.
and the weather. it’s been kind of rainy and moody and i just kind of dig it. and the fact that our wedding invitations are 99.9% complete, thank the heavens hallelujah. nothing will make you want to elope faster than DIY invitations. and also the chiropractor puts me in a great mood. random, i know, but i’ve been putting up with these super annoying lower back and hip pains for I don’t know, almost two years now? and after being diagnosed with arthritis and and being prescribed ridiculous amounts of medication that had terrifying side effects (schizophrenia? from arthritis medication? wth?) I said no way, mister, and finally went to see a chiropractor. heaven. i’ve only been two times but the difference has been astronomical. Plus, since I had my surgery in January and thus have met my deductible for the year, it costs me nothin to lay around on a massage bed and get my back popped and pushed around so why yes, I can come every day for a week, no problem.
but you know what really puts me in a good mood? that boy of mine and the fact that he’s coming home today. i gotta tell ya, he’s just about the best medicine there is. everyone say awww or blech, depending on your current mood. And since it’s Friday, I can bet you’ll be saying awwww. Vintage maxi via ILWV insta shop// thrift store belt// Target flats (and they’re on sale! lucky you, it must be Friday)
It’s almost Mother’s Day! (Unless you’re a UK friend, hey friend!, you already celebrated your mums so you have my permission to just buy these things for yourself). Mothers can be a bit tricky to buy presents for since they tend to give that standard “I don’t want anything, just having my family around me is enough”. So here are a couple ideas for those special ladies in your life!
A fun necklace will always get you brownie points
An at home spa kit is always acceptable
A fun new rug to brighten up the house
A new phone case, especially a fun Spring-y one
A new teacup, preferably stuffed with her favorite tea or hot chocolate
New slippers! Maybe with a new nail polish tucked inside?
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.
It’s May! Which means holy crap i’m getting married next month. My list making has gotten about 95 times WORSE in the last 5 days then it has been this entire planning period. I’m now making lists of my lists. It’s an epidemic.
In other news, it’s a new month which means it’s a new freebie download! Woot! I had a lot of fun with this one, I hope you like it too!
Dates to remember: Mother’s Day, May 11th, and Memorial Day, May 26th!
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We had our first shower this weekend with our home church and it was just so precious to us. I was so touched to see our sweet friends get together and plan this cute afternoon for us, it mean the world to me! I’m so grateful for our church family and the love, support, and friendship that they have given to Jared and me.
Now bring on the picture overload, but FIRST! the outfit:
this skirt has to be one of the most nifty items i’ve ever worn. its made out of this super stiff material so it sticks out like a bell and yes i did want to sing If I were a Bell from Guys and Dolls the whole day. Also, these shoes. THESE SHOES. so painful and yet so darling. ah the price of beauty.
F21 top (old, actually took it out of my giveaway pile for the day HA, similar here)// RiffRaff necklace (sold out, love this one)// Lucca skirt (similar here, i got mine from the OKC Penn Sq store)// Just Fab wedges (on sale!)
THANK YOU THANK YOU to our sweet friends for our wedding shower! We are so truly blessed to have you in our lives!
^ our sweet friends praying with us. You will never know how much it means to me to know that we have so many people that care about us and pray for us! ^ MOH and the Mother of the Bride ^my sweet Gammy. There’s not anyone else like my Gammy, she’s the best one out there. sometimes we like to look like creepers. its cool, its just another reason why we’re mean to be. our crazy bug eyes..
This is one of my favorite spring to summer outfits this year so far. A funky hat, round shades, a worn in button up, and the most awesome shorts you’ve ever seen. Seriously. They’re like someone took my great grandma’s curtains and remade them into shorts. Don’t be confused, that is a really great thing.
My brother has been asking when I was going to put a picture of him on my blog for months now, so I let him jump in on a photoshoot and voila. I think Garrison has inherited my tendency to be inspired by fashion from movies, but where I usually choose Breakfast at Tiffany’s or Grease, he chooses Encino Man and Inigo Montoya from The Princess Bride.
As I’ve mentioned before Jared and I have downsized into a small apartment and our space is pretty limited. Since my desk is too big for our floor space, I’ve become quite intrigued with this new challenge of creating a organized work area that we can use for other functions as well. Such as a kitchen. Or the living room. Or a craft table. Challenge Accepted!
images curated from my House Office Pinterest Board. Peruse the whole board here.
if you’re female, between the ages of 10 and a billion, and not a nudist, you’ve probably made one or two of these comments to yourself before while getting dressed
it’s time to wake up. nah, i already know what i’m wearing today, that means i can sleep for another 15 minutes at least
shoot fire i’ve overslept. again. quick shove your clothes on
*looks in mirror* ewwwwww what was i thinking, i look like a frump
ok back to the closet *stares at the closet for 10 minutes*
i have no clothes
maybe there’s something cute on Pinterest. Just to inspire me *wastes 15 minutes looking at Pinterest*
do i have time to run by Target to buy something new?
sweatpants are appropriate for work right? if i wear them with heels?
where is that *insert item here*? *dig for 10 minutes, destroy your closet and room, then remember that you gave *insert item here* away.
maybe my mom/sister/roommate/husband has something i can fashion into an appropriate outfitif i tuck this in/tie this up/wear a sweater over it, will anyone notice the stain?
I HAVE NO CLOOOOOOTTTHHHHEESSSSS
i really need a plain black tee, i’ll wear it all the time, i should just look right now and order one *spend 20 minutes on F21 looking at everything but plain black tees*
maybe i should go fix my hair and come back to this, i’m sure something will jump out at me after i know what my hair will look like *waste 15 minutes trying to braid your hair into milkbraids (or other random hair style), give up and throw it in a ponytail*
wait, where’s that one thing i had on…..pull out the first outfit you tried on about an hour ago, realize it’s actually not that bad (and clean!), leave the house while mentally slapping yourself upside the head.