Wednesday, June 19, 2013

dear boys 65


dear charming,

your serve.

love,
elise


dear beanie baby,

oh, how I wish.

love,
elise


dear shepherd's pie,

do you like raisins? me either.
how about a date?
#hilarious

love,
elise


dear captain awesome,

remember that time I ran into you last weekend and you couldn't even look at me?
so, that was awkward.
why?

cheers,
elise


dear skipper,

I sure don't hate you.

love,
elise


dear frog prince,

you're hashtag amazing with a large side of mcdreamy.

love,
elise


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Tuesday, June 18, 2013

things that happened



1. SUMMERFEST. I kind of lived there this weekend. And it was blissful. Jewelry made from silverware, cats made from leaves, hand lettering skills like you wouldn't believe, and late nights with live music and card games. Summerfest is bliss.

2. This father's day dear boys post from last year.

3. Tonight we went to the local "redneck waterslide". It's pretty much a giant, heavy duty slip 'n slide that runs down the side of a large hill. We went front ways and back ways and side ways. And then I played the best game of Volleyball I've played in a long time.

4. Did I mention that it's summer and I love everything about it?



5. My favorite missionary is about to hit hear year mark which means she is coming back to me in six months!! #Sisterdaisy

6. I had a bad face day. It's like a bad hair day, but instead your face decides it wants to be a small mountain range when it grows up. So, you cry, do a face mask, and move on with life. We're working our way back to good face days.


7. My favorite sister turned 21 and we did not go to a bar. But we did buy each other tickets to the Michael Buble concert for our respective birthdays. #bestideaever (And also, can we discuss how glorious our awkward family photo is?)

8. Nichelle did not have a birthday, but one month before her birthday I gave her tickets to the Sara Bareilles concert. So, let's just say my concerting and birthdaying life is going well.


What's happening in your life?

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

some days I'm really grateful for sunglasses

because some days everything isn't actually okay.

Which doesn't mean that I don't know with all my heart that it will be okay. And it doesn't mean that I'm giving up or giving in. But it does mean that I admitted to myself that that heartache I had been avoiding feeling is real. I finally stopped pushing it aside, I let the optimism take a breather, and I genuinely let myself feel what my heart and soul was telling me. 

And then maybe I pulled over in a random parking lot and cried. Then maybe when I pulled myself together enough to see, I kept driving knowing that everyone looking in the window only saw a girl with cute mint rayban knockoffs and that nobody knew that the tears hadn't stopped for the last 30 miles. 

Because some days, you have to stop being a "big girl" and stop pushing forward. You have to admit to yourself that it's actually okay to not be okay. You break down that fake perfection wall and live authentically, even if it's only for a moment. Sometimes you have to stop avoiding the heartbreak and remember that actually experiencing heartbreak is what allows you to truly experience joy. 



The best part about these sunglasses is not that they hid the tears of the multiple breakdowns that have already happened this week, but who they came from and what they mean. Chrissy probably has no idea that I wear them every single day. She probably has no idea that I smile every time I put them on because I know she bought them for me because she knew I'd love them (and I do). She probably has no idea that in my moment of "I can't do this anymore" and "why me?", I wore those sunglasses not simply as a way to hide my tears, but as a reminder of how loved I really am. 


dear boys 64

dear boys,

all I'm really looking for is someone who will tell me I'm pretty and feed me bacon.
that's not too much to ask, is it?

love,
elise


dear charming,

You think like a boy.
Which is actually a good thing, but it's seriously frustrating to me.

love,
elise


dear shepherd's pie,

but really, why have you never taken me on a date?

love,
elise


dear green,

I just had the funniest memory of when we were dating.
I'm so glad that dragon shirt has been destroyed.

love,
pink


dear taylored,

remember that time we met and started cult?
sort of?

still basking in the glow of that outdoorsman window display,
elise's pieces


dear boyd,

do you have any idea how much anxiety you cause me?

love,
elise


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Tuesday, June 11, 2013

while you were sleeping


"hey-a, Luce! Nice, uh... sweata."

That was completely unrelated to this post and completely necessary.

But really, last night, while you were probably asleep, I switched my blog design up a little (it's an obsession). My roommates and I took roommate photos this last weekend (thank you, tripod!) and I decided it was time to change things up a bit. I loved my old header, but it had been hangin' around for almost 3 years now. So, same idea, new me! And by new, I mean I kind of look the same as I did three years ago except that now I'm obsessed with this mint sweater.

And of course it was necessary to make mint more of a prominent design element on my blog.

In other news: dear boys is for sure happening tomorrow. I need a good vent sesh. Also, I tried Orange Leaf froyo this week and YOU GUYS. Their pineapple froyo tastes like Disneyland. I am one happy soul.

Saturday, June 8, 2013

hi

I have nothing to blog about.

I have plenty of things going on in my life, many of them are super great, most of them are totally blog worthy. Yet, I've started like seventeen posts in the last week that never got finished or posted just because they weren't what I actually wanted to say. And I don't know what I want to say.

Do you ever get in weird blogging funks? I don't really think this is a funk even. Just a little breather moment where I'm not forcing myself to blog because I should.

Happy weekend!

Friday, May 31, 2013

birthday girl




birthdays are kind of favorite around here. and by that I mean, I really really really love the guts outta my birthday. maybe it's my inner child (which spends more time on the outer part of me than the inner, I might be turning 5...) or maybe it's my love for parties. either way, birthdays are the bomb dot com.

actually, I love holidays in general. any reason for celebrating, dressing up, throwing a party, feeling special, making someone else feel special, overgramming, making up hashtags... is a good reason to me. especially that feeling special part. you know, as I've grown up, I've realized that feeling special doesn't have to mean you're the only one that is special and everyone else is something less than what you are. you're special, because you're you and they're special because they're them. so, we're all just that cool and feelin' pretty fly all at the same time.


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