Dear Dreamer


Dear Dreamer,

Your head is always in the clouds. Your thoughts are lined in silver and shimmer like gold. Please never let your luster be taken away from you.

There will be thieves in this journey of life that will try to take your dreams away. They see your gentle heart and sweet smile and assume weakness. They desire to destroy your happiness for the lack of their own. They wish to throw down your sun and rip away your stars to reveal a cold dark canvas of black.

Their world holds no sense of adventure or love or compassion. Crushed dreams from eons ago wrap their hearts in bitter agony. The only momentary relief is inflicting such a fate on one that shines so bright as you. Expectations of a cruel transformation glisten in their cold eyes. By your pain they gain the satisfaction of creating yet another bitter companion.

Failure is the weapon of choice of these thieves. But remember, dear dreamer, failure is never fatal unless you allow it to be.

When these attack, remember the beacons that held you together for so long. The things that dried your tears and pieced together your heart. They keep your senses longing for their embrace and your mind on something stronger than the pain.

They are your dreams.

Never let them go.

Loads of Love,


Knowing Yourself


For some people, the object of life is to get to know as many people as possible. While this may be very intriguing, the person you need to know best is yourself. This ‘self’ girl in my instance can be quite different. Some days she likes to sing as loud as possible in her car as she drives down a busy road (staring strangers and all) and just unwind with friends and family. Other days she is quite the diva and tries on everything in my closet. (Without putting it back, mind you.) If there is a good book around, you may as well forget her social life. What she likes all depends on her mood. Quite a character this ‘self’ girl is.

Even though some days I can’t stand her, I know her well. I know all her thoughts and intentions and dreams. She is not perfect by any means even though sometimes she tries to be. Even though she can be quite a handful, I have to be careful to be good to ‘self’, because if I am not, who will be? I am the only true guardian she has. After all, she is the only ‘self’ I get and she is worth it.

Loads of Love,

You Are Quite Lucky


For the past couple of days I have caught myself feeling sorry and blue because of some things happening in my life. When I do this, I tend to focus only on my problems and block out everything else. I was actually just browsing the internet when I found this quote by Dr. Seuss. I clicked on it and it instantly made me think of what I was doing. I had been wasting so much precious time mulling over my petty problems when in reality they are jokes compared to the battles some people fight on a daily basis. It wasn’t long before I was actually feeling thankful for my problems (in a strange sort of way) because what I have to deal with is a cake walk on a beautiful spring day surrounded by smiling flowers in comparison to others’ situations. In my opinion, Dr. Seuss is the best philosopher this world has ever known. (And he had the best imagination!)

So if you are feeling blue too just think of the good things in your life that so easily cancel out all of the bad. It’s easy once you start looking in the right places!

Loads of Love,

Can vs. Can’t


Can and can’t.

These two little words shape who we are, determine where we go in life and how we feel about the world around us. For the most part, people tend to lean more towards the ‘can’t’ side. Granted there are things we as humans cannot do. Like do things perfectly, not laugh in serious situations, read minds, remember everyone’s birthday or fly. (Well, unless you are Clark Kent or Tony Stark which I am assuming you are not. Unfortunately.) But that does not mean we should stop trying.

I often think back to my childhood when this topic arises. That time frame was filled with a multitude of ‘firsts.’ First steps, words, friends, puppies, loose teeth and bike rides swirl in my head. But why is it during childhood we believe we CAN more than we can’t?

If you think about it, the odds were stacked against us. We stood only a few feet tall with small hands, a pea sized head and an even shorter attention span. Our voices were squeaky but our courage never faltered. No matter how many bruises and cuts were sustained during our attempts of success, we kept on trying. Often we would come back to our houses with band-aid covered knees and shins coupled with dirt crusted hands and feet.

Did that stop us?

Definitely not.

The next day we were at it again. Climbing trees, chasing other kids when you were ‘it’ and riding bikes in the damp morning grass. The fear of falling or getting hurt were nowhere in your dream filled head. All was right with the world.

Then we grew up.

Suddenly we are confronted with people who want to trip you up and push you down. The heights have grown significantly in comparison of the stump in your back yard you used to jump from. Now you are a skyscraper’s height above this new complicated world.

What will you do now?

Have things really changed?

Have the ‘can’ times come to an end?

Truthfully, no.

The only thing that has changed is perspective.

Who says you can’t give that presentation in front of all of those people? Who says you can’t meet that deadline? Who says you can’t make anything of yourself because you were never good enough to begin with? Who says you can’t live your dream because it is too impractical?

True, things have grown taller and slightly more intimidating, but so have you! You are now ‘adult’ size with an adult mind and attitude. You are the perfect size to fight off your ‘dragons.’ All you have to do is lace up your metaphorical sneakers, grab your toy sword and run out in your yard and meet the beast head on. You will have him slain before lunch, I promise.

So when ‘can’t’ rears his sneaky head in the midst of your mind, just remember the ‘can’ times when animals could talk, faraway lands were only a few steps away and dreams had wings like butterflies. Oh, and also remind him who owns the toy sword. That gets his scales shivering every time.

Loads of Love and Support,

The One Lovely Blog Award


Yesterday when I logged on to WordPress, my eyes instantly shifted to the little orange blurb on my screen. Yes! A surprise! I quickly clicked on the little visitor and saw that Miss Lonely Lion had nominated me for the One Lovely Blog Award. Needless to say my face was instantly illuminated with a big cheesy smile that stayed with me for the rest of the evening. So here’s to you, Miss Lonely Lion. Thank you so much for thinking of me and for the nomination. I am so glad that not too long ago I randomly clicked on your blog and started reading. You have always done a fantastic job and I wouldn’t expect anything less!

Now to begin with the random facts about the girl behind the screen.

1. My blog is my biggest secret. Very few people on this earth know that this blog exists. I sort of like to keep it that way for the time being just because I don’t think I’m ready to expose myself just yet. (And plus I get to feel like a superhero or a spy because of my lack of identity! *Cue awesome action music!*)

2. I hate wearing socks. I know this may seem strange, but my feet like to feel free. The only exception is those really fluffy furry socks with loads of cool colors and that’s only when it is -45 degrees outside. Otherwise my feet like to be as hippie like as possible.

3. Captain America is my favorite superhero. I don’t know if it is the comb over, the constant cry for freedom or the spangley suit, but something about that man is amazing. If only he didn’t have to wear that mask all the time. *looks dreamily into the distance*

4. I love anything pertaining to clothes and makeup. It makes me feel amazing to get a new top or buy some more (probably unnecessary) makeup. It gives me the warm fuzzies.

5. I love learning new words. Anytime I get to expand my vocabulary I get a little giddy. (Probably too giddy to be honest.) I like to use those new sparkling words anytime I get a chance.

6. I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. I practically am ‘grown up’ according to American standards, but that doesn’t mean I have it all together. I often catch myself thinking of what the future holds for me. It’s both an exciting and scary adventure that will take me as far as I will let it.

7. Fall and spring are my favorite times of the year. Spring is full of glorious flowers and sunshine and fall enraptures you with its colorful wind tossed leaves that dance above your head to the cold ground below. How much more beautiful can you get?

And here are the amazing blogs I have nominated in no particular order:

Her Locket
Simply Life
Roses and Ringlets
Unspoken Thoughts
Curly Conundrum
Curli Fri

These bloggers are incredible and I highly reccomend you checking them out. It’s virtually painless. Pinky promise. *Holds out pinky for affirmation*

Here are the rules for the nominees:

Thank the one that nominated you.
Put up the picture for the One Lovely Blog Award.
Tell everyone seven things about yourself.
Nominate seven other people and tell them that you’ve nominated them

And on that note I bid you all farewell and until next time, dear friends. Now I will leave you with a picture of Captain America.


And…there goes my train of thought. I am feeling so patriotic right now. A pui tarde!

Lots of Love,

The Gift of Friendship


We all have that one friend that no matter what chaos and horror we are going through, they always manage to make us see the bright side. They pull out all of the cheesy jokes and prop humor just to get us to crack a smile. These people know our deepest secrets and manage to make ‘inconspicuous’ code names for the people we are secretly crushing on or the people that make us want to do very mean things.

“Oh look! There’s French Toast! Stop blushing, he will notice and think that you like him!”

Yeah, that was discreet.

These friends also nerd it out with us at the movies every time a new Marvel movie comes out. And of course, as any good Marvel fan knows, you MUST stay until the very end of the movie. Some of the best scenes happen at the very end. DON’T GET UP YET!

(And yes, I saw the new Thor movie, and let me tell you, I actually can’t get enough of Loki. I didn’t realize how awesome he was. Silly me.)

You also have that one friend that snorts really loud when they get cracked up and you do everything in your power to make sure they are laughing until they cannot breathe. And of course it is in front of some attractive guys. (Payback for the French Toast incident, mind you.)

That’s the gift of friendship. With friends, you can be your weird self and you don’t have to worry about fitting in with regular society. I am extremely thankful for all of my amazing friends. I don’t know what I would do without those guys.

Loads of Love,

Quiet Confidence


I have been mulling this thought over for quite a while now. (A few weeks, to be more precise.) I have been told my whole life that my quietness is attributed to a lack of confidence. Apparently I am too weak and meek to know who I am and what I want.

To those who have been assuming this, you are horribly mistaken.

(And before I begin, this is not a rant post, merely an explanation if you will.)

I know exactly who I am, all of my strengths and weaknesses and what I want out of life. This may be a shock to most people, but just because someone does not speak does not mean that they cannot speak. I tend to be a thinker more than a speaker.

According to the MBTI scale, I am an INFJ. (This means I am probably one of the rarest type people you will ever meet considering the INFJ community makes up only 1-3% of the world’s population.) When I am quite, I am thinking about how I can fix something or pondering on one of life’s many mysteries. No, it’s not because I am insecure or trying to find who I am. I tend to feel and see things on a whole different level. I like to think about what is going on around me and internalize it. After I internalize, I take what I have learned or have discovered and create it into something.

I love to listen to others and get to know them better. Nothing makes me happier than sitting down with someone and simply talking about who they are. I get to take all the pieces they have given me and put it into a beautiful and unique puzzle. You see, I consider listening a beautiful thing. People just don’t listen anymore. They merely scream out their opinions in their ‘confident’ voice and assume someone will listen.

*Tip of the day: If you want someone to listen to you, try truly listening to them first. I know, it seems hard but all you have to do is close your mouth and open your brain. Easy peasy.

I don’t have a loud voice, an overdramatic entrance or a strong smothering opinion, but I love myself just the way I am. I refuse to try and change myself to be loud and extroverted just for the sake of ‘confidence.’ To be frank, some of the most insecure (and annoying) people I have ever met are loud and so called ‘confident.’

The true definition of confidence is loving and accepting who you are. If you are a quiet wall flower, love yourself! If you are extroverted, accept it! Don’t let people change and mold you into what they want you to be. Be confident and love who you are. Why change when you are so amazing?

Loads of Love,



I am falling,
To the ground.

No one looks up,
Without a sound.

The wind whips my face,
My heart shatters.

All my dreams destroyed,
Nothing else matters.

The strings are broken,
That held my world together.

My mind wonders,
Will it ever get better?

My thoughts recall,
Of a time when all were brave.

Now heroes stand,
My soul they cannot save.

My being restored,
Even though I’m on my own.

If I believe,
I can stand alone.

My feet touch ground,
I am safe and sound.

I stand strong,
My courage I have found.

Mountains and Molehills


We’ve all heard it before.

“Stop making mountains out of molehills.”

We all know what this means and yet we still manage to do it. Oftentimes the sharp peeked mountains that obstruct our paths in life are actually just molehills in disguise. Oh, but how tricky they are! They rise to the billowy clouds in daunting triumph as the cold winds whistle along their rugged crevices and blow us over. All of a sudden, things get somber. Suddenly that project you have to finish seems to get longer and harder with each slow step. The ideas that once kept you smiling in your sweet daydreams now haunt your worst nightmares.

Why is that you ask? Our perspective has changed. We soon imagine each task or idea as a hurdle we simply cannot jump over. No matter how many rabbit’s feet we collect or four leaf clovers we find. That hurdle threatens to knock us down and skin up our delicate knees. Everyone will be watching. Watching our failure as it happens. Then comes the laughing and the pointing fingers and soon the loss of self esteem and years of therapy.

So how do you conquer the mountain? Well, the best way is to keep in mind that mountains can still be climbed. It may take longer and it may be more difficult, but it can be done. Just think of mountains as giant rocks on steroids. It’s just a rock. No biggy.

Granted when you are facing a giant scary rock, it’s hard to keep in mind that it will soon be over and conquered. But don’t give up kid. You got this in the bag. All you need to do is take that first step. (And trust me; the scariest part is that first step. After that, it’s a cake walk!)

So don’t let those giant rocks fool you. You can still be victorious no matter what they say. Just keep moving and don’t give up!

Loads of Love and Support,

The Sunshine Award


Guys, my day has been made. I have been nominated for the Sunshine Award! I didn’t have a speech prepared, so I will get right to the answering of questions and nominations. I would also like to thank Ms. Kath for the nomination. You can click on that link and check out her fabulous blog! Come on, ya know ya wanna!

So let’s do this thing. I have nominated eleven wonderful blogs that I have enjoyed reading. These guys are so awesome and they definatley deserve recognition. And here they are in no particular order!

The Nominees:
Her Locket
Princess ZooBoo
My Student Wardrobe
Curli Fri
Free the Birdie
This is Bea’s Blog
Introvert, Dear
The Lonely Lion
The Diary of a Curly Girl
NerdGirl Fashion
Beauty on a Budget

The Rules:
-You have to post a picture of the Sunshine award in the blog post.
-Post 11 random facts about yourself.
-Answer the 11 questions from the blogger who nominated you.
-Nominate 11 wonderful bloggers.
-Write 11 questions for them to answer
-Let the nominated blogger know you have nominated them.

My Answers
1.Your biggest fear?
Let’s see, I am afraid of hospitals, germs, needles and most bodily fluids. None of these things are very pleasant so I try to avoid them at all costs. Why am I this why? The world may never know.

2.If you were to go anywhere in the world where would you go?
I would love to visit England, Italy and Ireland. (In no particular order.) These places have such neat cultures and cool accents. I simply love accents.

3.If you had three wishes what would they be?
Oh, that’s tough. I guess my first would be to eliminate sickness completely. It does no one any good and it’s the reason we have hospitals, needles and germs. (Two birds with one stone! Nailed it!) My second would have to be that everyone would be happy. It seems happiness is a hard commodity to come by nowadays, and I would love to give it out to anyone who wanted it. My third would be a Forever 21 closet. Could you imagine walking into your closet and magically being transported to Forever 21? Wouldn’t that be fabulous? I think so.

4.If you could have a date with anyone who would it be?
Whoa. That’s pretty tough. I don’t really have a celebrity crush or a ‘reality’ crush at the moment, but if I had to chose, it would have to be James Franco. What can I say, he’s one fine hunk of man.

5.Lipstick or Eyeshadow?
Lipstick! It’s just so glamorous!

6.Your favorite book right now?
I recently read “The Lady and the Poet” by Maeve Haran and I simply could not put it down. It’s a historical fiction about Anne Moor who gets swept away by the poet, John Donne. I love both history and romance, so this book gets a thumbs up from me.

7.What song are you listening to right now or did listen to today?
As I am typing away, I am currently listening to my “The Best of Peter Gunn” record. Any time I get the chance to play one of my records I always do so. They make me wonderfully happy.

8.Your favorite movie of all time?
It’s a tie between “Pride and Prejudice” and “Beauty and the Beast”. I just can’t choose! Forgive me for my indecisiveness, please.

9.If you could time travel what century would you like to visit the most?
I would say I would like to go back to the 1800’s primarily for the clothes and the nostalgia of it all. It seems more romantic, in some sort of way.

10.Do you have a highlight of your life so far?
Does this blog count? No really. This blog has been one of the most recent highlights of my life and I am so glad I took the time to make it. I have met several amazing people because of it and I am surrounded by ‘artists’ that make everyday living novel and exciting. I get to share what I love and find others that feel the same. I am thankful every day for WordPress and the opportunity to continue writing. I don’t know what I would do without it…besides attend multitudes of therapy sessions, I suppose.

11.Who would you have dinner with? John Green or Harry Styles?
Definitely Harry Styles. He seems very interesting and I am a One Direction fan, so that never hurts. (He is another fine hunk of man as well.)

Facts about Me
1. I am currently attempting to learn Italian. (Please note the word ‘attempting.’)
2. I would love to learn to play the ukulele. I have asked for one for Christmas so *fingers crossed* hopefully I will get one.
3. I play piano by ear and I am currently learning guitar on my own.
4. I sing in my school’s choir and I am a second soprano. Occasionally I get to be a first soprano and sing the notes that make your throat want to bleed, but mostly I have to find the harmony and stick to it. It’s harder than what it looks, mind you.
5. If you read my blog frequently you will know that I am southern. And no, we don’t all own fainting couches and marry our cousins. (Besides, the cousin thing is illegal.) I do have a southern accent and not trying to be vain, but I actually like it.
6. When I was little, my favorite animal was the horse. I collected figurines, posters, stuffed animals and books all about horses. I actually at one time knew all the anatomy of a horse. I’m a little rusty but I think I still got it…maybe…
7. I have naturally curly hair. I am trying to grow it out which, if you too have curly hair you know that this is quite a task. Even if my hair does grow a few inches, you can’t tell unless I straighten it. (Which I rarely do.)
8. I am infatuated with British accents. I’m pretty sure that explains the One Direction thing. (Well, except for Niall. Bless his Irish heart.)
9. I am double jointed. Which is slightly gross and cool at the same time.
10. I am rather short in comparison of others around me. I am barely over five feet tall. Yay short people!
11. Pink and yellow are my favorite colors. Pink is girly and yellow is sunny, so they both make me feel the warm fuzzies.

Nominee Questions
1. Do you play an instrument?
2. Who is your favorite band/musician?
3. Where is your favorite place to shop?
4. If you had to choose one person to be stranded with, who would it be?
5. If you were an animal, what would you like to be?
6. If you could marry a celebrity, who would it be?
7. What do you do when you are bored?
8. What inspired you to start blogging?
9. Would you rather have riches beyond your wildest dreams or a life filled with adventure?
10. Where is the coolest place you have visited?
11. What blogs do you enjoy reading?

Whew. That was a doozy. My brain is officially overloaded.

Good luck to the nominees and I will now leave you lovely people with a stunning image of James Franco, my date. Ah, yes. My day just became significantly better!


A piu tardi! Ciao!

Loads of Love,