• Love

    28 Things I Love About You

    Today is your 28th birthday. And I don’t even know what to say. Or, correction, I don’t really know where to start. I have so many things bubbling up in my heart that itch to express through the tips of my fingers and into this post, but it’s such a chaotic mass of mush that I can’t extract coherent paragraphs. So instead, I thought I’d make a list of the 28 reasons I love you. And believe me, there are a lot more reasons than what I write down, but these are the things that come to mind first. You complete me. Where I am emotional, you are logical. When…

  • 30 Day Challenges,  Fashion

    Owl Always Love You

    Whenever my husband takes pictures with me, I inevitably get silly and forget how to pose. I think that even though I’ve been blogging for somewhere around four years now (well, fashion blogging; I blogged about other things long before that), I still feel awkward when people I know in real life know about it. Or talk to me about it. Or ask how many followers I have (no idea, honestly! I rarely look) or whether something I’m wearing is from a sponsor, or make a big deal out of a package I’ve gotten from someone because of blogging… It just feels odd. I think because my online presence —…

  • Baby and Parenthood

    Sunday Sweets: Where My Heart Is

      A late Sunday Sweets post for you guys today! We were gone all day, and being me… I rarely schedule these things ahead of time! I took these photos a few weeks ago when the sun was absolutely perfect and my husband and Asa unwittingly matched. This is where my heart is. I hope you have all had a fantastic week! P.S. 14 days until Dressember! Are any of you going to do it? Even if you only do a week of dresses, it’s still a great way to spread the word! Bloglovin|Chictopia|Facebook|Twitter|Pinterest|Instagram|Fiction Press

  • Fashion,  Love,  Thoughts

    When Love is Not a Dream

    When my husband and I kissed for the first time, it brought about the sole largest crisis of our relationship. In my case, anyway. Growing up in a more conservative family as a romantic, day-dreaming girl, I had always imagined and vowed that my first kiss would be on my wedding day. As a young woman who read many novels and watched many Austen/Bronte films, I imagined that kissing was a tender, wonderful, breathtaking thing. So, I thought, we would wait through however long it took to date and be engaged, and our first kiss would be incredibly special, a sign of our new life together, almost magical in its…

  • Baby and Parenthood

    Sunday Sweets

    Just a few snaps I caught the other day of this precious little boy trying out his daddy’s hat. I cannot get enough. Those cheeks! Those eyes! That dimple! *heart explodes* Happy Sunday! Bloglovin|Chictopia|Facebook|Twitter|Pinterest|Instagram|Fiction Press