her hair falls perfectly without her tryin'

i've recently been given a lot of disturbing information about people's preference for straight hair. i read, in an article about how we present ourselves on facebook, that when given a choice between two pics of the same person, one with curly hair and one with straight, something like 77% of people chose the pic with straight hair.

and the millionaire matchmaker {yes, i openly admit my tendency to fall victim to so many ridiculous tv shows} makes every single girl straighten her hair. apparently men want to see hair they can run their fingers through. lame.

i am a frizzy-haired brunette, who can decently pull off either look with the proper tools. but i've always preferred big texas hair. i die for the hot mess look.

via fashion gone rogue

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via viking blood

via dress design decor

HAWT.

we sip champagne when we thirstay

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i turned 25 on saturday. it was an amazing celebratory weekend. no emphasis on celebrating jordan, but a simple desire to celebrate the life i've been given.


my friends (whose blogs can and should be read here and here) came prepared with special bday questions.

question one: birthday girl asks everyone else what they were doing when they turned 25.

question two: others ask birthday girl what it has taken her 25 years to learn.

i got to hear a lot of fun stories about what my friends were doing in life when they were my age. and i got to think about some of the things i've been learning. 

what has it taken me 25 years to learn?

it has taken me 25 years to learn just how intensely i am loved.

where i am today is drastically different from where i have ever been before. today i have so much love in my heart; love that has been received and love that is ready to be given.  


i've had people comment on my over-use of the word "love" throughout my life. i love music. i love working out. i love my family. i love glitter. i love love. i love california. i love so many of my friends. i have been in love. i am in love...with coffee, beer, and baseball  :) you get the picture. anyway, i'm learning that these expressions of love don't need to be restricted. the more love you can share with the world, the better. i have always been and will forever continue to be a giver of love.


and in this last year, i have grown in my ability to be a receiver of love. i quit running from the people who have loved me most. i quit running from the One who has loved me most. and in giving up this fight, i have discovered just how deeply this love flows.

so...24...it was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

and 25...i'm in love.

all over my rainbow

sometimes i feel frustrated because i find songs that...kind of move me. is that lame? that sounded really lame. anyway...i don't feel frustrated because of their effect on me; i feel frustrated because i don't know what to do with it. confused? me too.

i just wish i had a big empty room where i could be all by my lonesome, turn the music up way too loud, and...see what happens.

"search and destroy" by sanders bohlke {a few posts back} is one such song. here is another for you...