You’ve Got A Friend in Me


So, if you couldn’t guess from my previous post, I dressed up as Jessie from Toy Story today!

It was truly a blast. I would have dyed my hair bright red but this evening I had a prior appointment.

C’est la vie.

I hope you all have a great Halloween!

Loads of Love,


The Measurement of Objectivity


“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.”

“Beauty is objective.”

These quotes have been stuck to the walls of my brain today. So I decided to be analytical and attempt to measure objectivity and how one would find the most beautiful person on planet Earth.

The components of the equation are the beholder, the object and the degree of beauty portrayed by that object.

So how do you, with the given information, find this “perfect” person?

That’s just it. You can’t. It cannot be logically calculated. The heart knows not of reason and facts. It recognizes love, happiness, vibrance, character and hope. These things cannot be punched in a calculator or put into numeric code.

I’ve seen articles claiming to have found the most beautiful person, but since beauty is indeed in the eyes of the beholder and interpreted by the heart, the calculation is void with the exception of the one stating the opinion.

I have found one thing to be constant, however. People vary in opinion when it comes to hair color, height, weight and so on, but a few things everyone loves is a big smile, a warm heart and a good attitude.

None of those things come from a dainty jar or an expensive cream. They come from inside and everyone has access to them.

So really, if you think about it, the odds truly are in your favor. Opinions change, but what you have inside you cannot be taken away. Just let it bloom!

Maybe he/she is really born with it…

Sorry Maybelline. Maybe next time.

Have a fantastic one, you beautiful thing, you.

Loads of Love,

Fighting the Dark Side


I know. A Star Wars post. I have no shame. But as I was watching Episode III today I discovered something. I can definitely empathize with Anakin Skywalker. It would be hard to go through the things that he did without feeling anger and fear. Just imagine having everyone ripped out of your life and being told to let it all go.

That’s the hard part. Letting go. Whether it’s people, situations or problems it’s difficult to just loosen your grip on something you’ve been clutching to for so long.

I definitely know how that feels. I think we all do.

So I can’t truly hate Anakin. I can see too much of myself in him.

Have a good one and stay incredible!

Loads of Love,

I Just Don’t Know


I am asked all the time what my plans for the future are. Will I get married? Will I have children? Will I work here? Will I do this/that/the other?

To be quite frank I have no clue. I have absolutely no idea what tomorrow holds for me. I wake up every morning to a new world just brimming with open doors.

And I love it.

As of now I have absolutely nothing or no one holding me down. No person dictates where I go or what I do.

Many girls my age are dying to be in relationships or have children. But as of now I would rather roam wide open fields of freedom than to be confined in a constricting fence.

Don’t get me wrong though. Relationships and children are wonderful things. I’m just not looking for either at the moment.

So I suppose that is my answer to that difficult question.

I just don’t know.

Personal enough for ya?

Loads of Love,

Dresses and Memories


Fabric. Stitches meshed together to form something worth while. My Mom bought me this dress. It’s covered in white dots. The bottom has a lacy design outlined in white.

I feel beautiful in this dress.

I guess to anyone else it’s just a dress. Nothing really special. But to me it’s my Coat of Many Colors. It is a representation of love.

It also reminds me of my childhood. I flash back to days when I would run in shadows in hand-me-down floral dresses past large shady trees. I felt pretty and free. My curly hair was unkempt and wild. My dresses had holes and were covered dirt smudges but I never had felt so beautiful.

Maybe it was because I felt free. I was happy and care free. I let my bare feet take me wherever the wind blew.

It was paradise.

And now I can relive that euphoria.

May your days be bare footed, care free and unkempt.

Loads of Love

In My Shell


Today has been one of those days.

I feel irritated and I want to be left alone.

Leave me to rest in my shell. My quite, cool, peaceful shell.

I don’t want to socialize, gather, talk, look at anyone or think of anything.

I just want to be alone.

Today I am sick of people. Cruel, isn’t it?

In my opinion though it’s quite nice in comparison to me going off the deep end and insulting someone.

I just want peace. I don’t want to have to force a smile, make small talk or pretend to be something I’m not.

I’m ripping off the mask to reveal whatever is underneath.

So please, for our sakes just let me be. Just five minutes.

I am free.

Loads of Loneliness,



Well, we are now in our new abode and I believe Vinnie likes it. I caught this picture of him this morning as the sun was rising. Yesterday he was so excited that he began to sing uncontrollably. That’s just Vinnie though.

I hope you all have a fantastic day! Stay awesome and what not.

Loads of Love,

A Clean Mind


As an introvert, most of my time is spent in my mind. This is the place I would rather be than anywhere in the world. Because I am constantly wrapped in my own thoughts I must make sure that my mind is in tip top shape.

What I mean by clean thoughts is thinking positively and maintaining what comes in and out of my mind. It’s like eating healthy. Put good in, get good out.

To be completely honest, while I was growing up I didn’t really think about purifying my thoughts to improve my life. I used to have extreme anxiety and an incredibly low self esteem.

As a child I went through a rough patch in school that really caused me some delays in my “finding out who I am and loving myself for it” process. I saw myself as a waste of life for years. I wasn’t happy because I was told that I shouldn’t be happy. It was truly a storm that even now gives me trouble.

As I got older that hatred of myself grew into anxiety. And that anxiety grew into petrifying fear. There were days when I would just shut myself away from everyone because I felt that I literally couldn’t breathe.

Needless to say I was miserable.

Then I figured it out.

I wasn’t a waste. I didn’t have to live in fear. I was created to be who I am and someone out there loves me for it, even though others may criticize me for it.

My mind palace when I was growing up was more of a dungeon or prison. I saw no way out and it felt so helpless. But now with the help of the people I love and myself, my mind is a treasure trove of happiness and love.

Not only have I learned to love myself but also the people around me.

So if you are in the same boat I was in please don’t give up! Someone out there loves you and can help you get to where you need to be. And I believe in you! You can do this! I did. You will survive, sweet introvert. Don’t let the big loud world tell you that you can’t.

Loads of Love and Support,