I Quit.

I do not consider myself a quitter. I have never been one to quit projects I'm working on, stop in the middle of an argument, or give up on something that seems really hard. I will never quit a relationship or stop pursuing a dream just because it gets difficult. I believe in endurance and finishing strong in everything I do, because life can get pretty messy and dare I say, unbearably hard at times. Thus being said... I am quitting my fashion blog.

WHAT?! After everything I've invested in?? The effort, the money, the connections, the time... Why would I choose to throw it all away after an entire year dedicated to this dream? 

You may think that this is my perspective on it, heck, it may be your perspective. But I feel quite the opposite. It came to me within an instant.

If you hadn't noticed, I haven't been posting anything on my blog recently. A couple months ago I started to feel distraught, a loss of direction, an uneasiness in my spirit about it, so I decided to take a break from my fashion blog. After 2 months, I now feel quite differently than I did when I started it all. I went in to this blogging world looking for something. I had always wanted to pursue some sort of fashion hobby, and I knew that blogging would be a great start to that. And it was! For a while I was really pushing myself to break out of my reservations towards self expression, to try things that I would usually be afraid of trying because of what people would think of me. I really did find freedom to become bold and unafraid of what others would perceive of me based on what I wear or write. But, as I continued to learn more about the fashion blogging industry, I learned it was much different than I expected it to be. I had been craving some deep freedom of expression, and though I experienced that for a little, I started to find a lot more boundaries and equations to creativity... which is why I want out. I want out of the realm of Social Media that has created a monster, dressed in boutique-branded clothing. I know, that's a pretty harsh thing to say. But I really mean it. What I thought was going to give me a sense of self expression, actually started making me feel like I had to look and sound like everyone else. And I didn't even notice it was happening! I wanted my blog to be successful, I wanted to be able to reach as many people as I could with my message of freedom. Wouldn't you? Well, I have learned that we cannot look like the thing we are trying to fight against if we have a completely different message than what that thing represents. There are lines you just cannot cross with the world if your message is not of this world.  

I will not speak for every fashion blogger. Through my experience, I truly did find some women and companies that I still look up to today who have changed my perspective of self-expression forever and given me hope in deeply believing in myself. But I also found a lot of sadness through my fashion blogging experience. There are more women these days that struggle with deep rooted insecurity than I have ever experienced in my entire life. And I blame social media. Completely. I love photoshop, it's literally my job to work within Adobe to create awesome stuff. But COME ON PEOPLE! Now, women have been using it to literally lie about what they look like to the people scrolling their Instagram pages and blogs. There is now a completely FALSE expectation to all girls that they should look a certain way. It's not realistic. It's close to impossible without obsession or self-mutilation to reach these body-image goals, and it is corrupting the women we interact with everyday, the women we love. My sisters, my friends, my co-workers, young girls I babysit, moms, all the women you know are susceptible to the lies of social media that tell them to be skinnier, have a teeny waist and a huge butt and big boobs and fat lips. Oh, and at the same time, you can eat large cheeseburgers and "Netflix and chill"  all the time and drink tons of Rose and always be tan and spend all your money on contour kits and shiny new shoes with feathers on them that you can only wear once and then they get destroyed...does this seem realistic to you? I didn't think so. I'm still trying to figure out how these women do it all, it seems so exhausting! 

To get down to it... I realized that I really do not fit into the category of women I was representing. I am not someone who cares about makeup or having all of the latest trendy items or getting a waist trainer or representing brands or anything like that. I AM someone who cares about pure and honest freedom of expression, not fitting to a mold, taking GOOD care of your body and LOVING it. I really care about the women around me, and I don't want to encourage these standards that are unreachable and that do not at all look like the woman that I know God made me to be. I care about adventure, and maintaining a sense of wonder and awe. Life should be filled with new experiences, deeper peace than you knew before, humble friendship that grows old, oceans of unquenchable love felt by our tender Father towards us. I care about injecting magic into eyes of unbelievers and encouraging stale souls to find their wild. 

So with that, I quit. I shed the skin of the old, and I embrace the rawness of the new. I do not think this journey was a failed attempt, I still needed to find out about the tension between the two worlds I was straddling. Now I know what I am NOT. 

So here we are, at the end of the road. The moment I knew it was time. It was a Sunday morning, and I was at church. During worship, I asked God to say whatever was on His mind about me, to tell me what He was thinking. As I listened, this is what He said, "Anna, you are an artist. I am so enthralled by the way you express yourself through things you create. I love that you like to get messy with your hands, making things that are spurred on by your desire for wonder. I love your spontaneity and uniqueness and the way you fill life with color. I love to watch you seek the beauty of the earth with a deep peace in your spirit. You, my daughter, are a dreamer. Your dreams are much too big for you to carry alone, and much too lofty for earth. Your dreams are the beginnings of many stories that are to unfold. And you, Anna, are a story-writer. Your words are your greatest weapon, and your greatest source of marvel. It's time. It is time to give in to this woman, the one I see in you. You have explored the this land for long enough. It is time to move on, to focus your eyes on the bigger story unfolding. The bigger dream. MY dream for you."

In an instant, I knew. I knew it was time to put this journey to rest. I had been feeling it for a little while, the tension. And finally in that moment, I felt deep in my spirit a release. The tension lifted. I now have a new journey in front of me, another discovery to make with Him. What will it be next? Who knows. Maybe all that really mattered anyways was the journey. The process to find truth, to find what He truly says about me. Maybe this whole thing was the crescendo that lead to the moment when I finally asked Him, "what do you think?". I know that He would plan anything to get my attention, just so He could show me how He feels about me. And for me, that is more than enough. It is poetry. It is the greatest kind of story, the kind that humbles the traveler through the masterpiece of the Earth-maker. It really is all about Him in the end...

What is to happen to my blog? I'll leave it running. I'm almost convinced that this blog was created so that whoever is reading it could just watch me go through the cycle of being imperfect, trying all sorts of weird things that may or may not succeed and always ending up getting floored by what God has to say and how it always contradicts the path I choose for myself. I think my stories are meant to bring light to the bigger one He is writing, and I want to share that process with whoever will listen. 

Interested, Or Interesting?

I've watched the greatest women, my closest friends, historical figures, my sisters, myself, all plunge head first into the pool of comparison, I've watched us drown. We sink all the way down to the dark and lonely bottom, with building pressure and lose sight of the sun. I've seen the hope of a beautiful friendship fade, the promise of a sisterhood bond disappear. Leaders that have become despised, purest intentions become false pretense. Why? Why have we seen such wonderful things become tarnished and destroyed? 

I feel like recently I keep hearing women say, "I'm no good at friendships with girls." I have even said it many times myself. So what do we do? We become lonely. We internalize our feelings and portray individualism, we stuff the truth because we'd rather be alone than tell someone we need them. Why have we made it easier to be apart? Why are we choosing to drown (and watching each other do the same) instead of fighting for air, for sun, for life? 

A huge part of this, I believe, is due to the culture of our time. America has tricked us into believing that self-protection and doing what's best for yourself is the greatest way to live and to think. This mentality has left us to never rely on each other, to lose the most beautiful and precious gift of a strong, caring community. We have decided that it is best to fight for ourselves than to fight for each other. Social Media is the quintessential example of this. SELFIES. I mean I get it. You're like, really pretty. I love taking a good selfie, it makes me feel like I. Am. Awesome. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying it's bad to post pictures of yourself. Being a fashion blogger I post tons of pictures of myself. And believe me, I've had to overcome a lot of insecurity to be able to do so, I know it's not always easy. All I'm saying is that a culture has been created that allows women to focus so much on themselves, to make sure the world sees them in a certain kind of light (natural light while you're facing your bedroom window, to be specific). It has become more important to do this than to show off the greatness of someone else. I see women craving so much attention, wanting to be loved and accepted by their peers. I see women forgetting about the beautiful art of friendship and championing each other. The love of encouraging one another has been lost. We now prefer to be interesting to people, instead of being interested in people. 

I don't want this culture. YOU don't want this culture. No one truly wants it to be like this. Unfortunately we all struggle with insecurity that we're not brave enough to open up about, and so we continue building the bad habit of seclusion. LADIES. All it takes is time and courage. It really is as easy as YOU choosing to not accept this kind of mentality in your own life. It takes time to build a healthy habit, and I propose the habit of being interested. Instead of spending all of your time thinking about how to convince everyone to pay attention to you, start thinking of ways you can make your friends feel listened to or appreciated. Instead of buying coffee for yourself on your way to work, buy it for your lovely co-worker who sits across from you. When browsing the sale section in Target, buy the cute floral top for your neighbor who complains of never having money to buy cute clothes. When hanging out with your gal pal, try showing her your interested by listening to her and asking questions about her life instead of talking about yourself. All it takes is small little commitments or gestures to show someone they are worth it.

In light of this, I have decided to focus a lot more on championing the women in my life through this blog. I have a passion for style and fashion, so I still will be focusing on outfits and inspiration and such. But I want to make a difference through what I write and what I promote. I want to share ways for you women who read this blog to find affordable fashion that fits your style perfectly, and I want to help you find the courage to express yourself through it. In addition, I want all my readers to be inspired by all of the incredible women I've met and know, so I'm gonna write about them. I want to take a stand for all women, I want to champion all sorts of personalities and ways of life and body shapes and fashion taste. I want us to believe in each other, to encourage each other, and to love each other well. I want to be interested in YOU. I want all of us to stop focusing so much on trying so hard to be interesting, and start focusing on being interested in the beauty of the women that surround us.  

Finding Home

Since I moved out of my parents house in 2010, I have lived in a different location every single year. It has been quite the adventure, but I have wondered to myself if there is a place in my life that I could really consider calling home. It's hard to feel that way when you're always changing where you live. since Jon and I have been married, we have lived now in 4 different spaces within about a year and a half. CRAZY. So here I sit, thinking of where to call home, in a new city at a new coffee shop with an old longing. Jon and I consider ourselves restless souls, always loving a new adventure and a change in pace or location. It somehow fills us with energy and purpose to be travelers and chasers of unchartered roads. I know, I know. I'm writing this post complaining about the adventure I seem to keep bumping into. It's just that there is still a place in my heart that yearns for a space to call home. In some ways however, I can't help feeling a sense of "home" in each place we have lived. I want to pay tribute to the most recent places we have lived, as a form of goodbye. In each place there has dwelled a beautiful journey. In each space enclosed by manmade walls there were memories and smells and feelings and moments that I want to remember, that made up our first year or two of adventuring together. In my search for a home, I take time to remember the old ones I have enjoyed, and the times I won't forget as I move on.

The Lady's Choice

Here is the living room I shared with Bri Giles. We lived in this apartment together for just under a year. This was my favorite room, it had magnificent natural light and carried memories of long nights with friends and New Girl during the fall with hot spiced cider all wrapped in blankets. Bri and I were so excited to pick out furniture and that rug (Ikea, of course) the first week when we moved in. We made a spreadsheet of who gets what after we moved out, and spent way too much of our single-ladies money. I remember talking on the porch many summer nights, sneaking into the hot tub during winter, and breakfast for dinner all the time. We decorated for christmas together and got ready for work in our nice and mostly clean bathroom. I loved those days, it is so fun to live with your dear friends for the short seasons in life that present itself like this one.

Sister Hood

To save money for the wedding, I moved into some friends of mine's basement and lived there with my sister Katie for about 3 months. Katie just so happened to be wedding-planner certified, so it was extremely nice to be living with her during those short and busy months of getting things ready for the big day. We spent lots of time sitting on the floor, drinking wine and making wedding decorations, planning color schemes and going over venue details. We also spent some time fighting over the bathroom and stealing each other's clothes, as all good sisters do. I loved those months with her though. I'll always love living with my sisters for however long it may be, and however many cat fights we have, because they will always be my best friends. 

Our First Space

This was the first little space Jon and I shared as a married couple! It was pure bliss to enjoy endless sleepovers, cooking dinner together, 1-on-1 game nights and movies in the small space of 710sq. feet. It was just big enough to house our growing love for each other for the time being. the picture of the balloons on the table was of my birthday, when Jon surprised me with a little pile of gifts, cupcakes and balloons when we were really low on money. It was such a sweet memory to me, seeing how sacrificial and thoughtful his love for me was. Though it was a cozy beginning, we quickly realized due to both of us having freelance jobs, that we definitely needed more space. I grew weary of having our living room being inhabited by recording gear, wires and cables running all over the place and everything else Jon needed to continue building his music business. So we decided to find a home to invest in our careers and also to not kill each other. Our next house was our favorite, but the story gets more interesting. 

The House On Fontanero

Located Downtown Colorado Springs, this house was our first love. It had so much character and charm. Wood floors, quaint fireplace, sunroom in the back, open kitchen with granite counters, and those WINDOWS! we were drooling. We also adopted our first fluffy puppy named Remington (Remi for short) in this house. We'd take him for a walk every night around the neighborhood and he loved sleeping in our bed when he was a good boy. We'd listen to records and open all the windows when it was hot in the summer. It was a wonderful 6 months... until the people who owned the place decided they wanted to move back in. I don't blame them, but that didn't mean I had to like their decision... On to the next house!

Fish Hawk Point

So, this move was our third one in a year. For a newly married couple, this was a lot of change, but this house was such a blessing in a crazy time. It was beautiful and clean, with two stories and a garage (our first one). So much room for activities! This photo is of my favorite loft room, where my creativity began to blossom. I made way too many paper cranes in there and splattered multiple colors of paint on the wall (thank God for touch-up paint). I started this blog sitting at that desk Jon built for me, and that was a big step forward in my creativity. I felt like I could do anything in there... and just like that we encountered more transition. But I think I'll save that story for another time.

So. Where is home? I'm still not quite sure locationally. It's definitely something we're learning to build. We now live in another house as of 5 days ago, in another town I'm unfamiliar with. How long does it take to establish "home"?  Is this the life God made for us? to be mobile? To move around, always fighting to keep it all together, carefully remembering and executing many spinning details and schedules... I will be honest, I am not sure. Jon and I both believe in the Sovereignty of God, and that no matter where we are He will always provide for us. We know we are under His will, and that no scheme of the enemy can take that away from us. And above all, I know God. Is. So good. So in times of uncertainty, I have learned that there is definitely one place that I can ALWAYS call home. It is found in the consistent and steady presence of our Father. He is always with me, in every house, apartment, city or state. I'll tell you what, I've never felt the homeliness of God more than through the past year and a half. I have finally found where my soul can rest, where I can reside and not feel confused or alone or unsafe. I can't begin to explain what happens when we invite Jesus into our situations, into the chaos and craziness of all the change that seems to be following us. He has made his Presence my home. This story that He's writing of our lives is most definitely an adventure, but adventure can only come if something falters or goes wrong from the original plan. This can cause confusion, fear, loneliness, a sense of direction lost. But if we are to enjoy and fully step into the adventure, we must have faith. If we are to have strong faith, we must trust and KNOW our Father who is going to lead us through the journey with peace and joy. I have been finding that no matter where I am, because He is with me, I will always know I am home in Him. 

The Year of the Lantern

Once there was a girl who had a dream. All she wanted for her birthday was to see the floating lights. She believed that they lit up the night sky just for her. But never did she think she would encounter as many obstacles as she did along her journey. People tried to tell her that her dream was unreal, that she wasn't thinking clearly. Others tried to sabotage her journey by tricking her into believing she wasn't worth such a beautiful thing. She didn't know where she was going, and she found herself lost many times along the way. There were moments she thought she would never be able to see the lights, that her dream would fade away like the sun at the end of the day. It had become too hard to hold on to her dream.

But one night when she had grown too weary to continue, she stopped to rest by a lake. As she laid down on the sand, she looked up at the moon. His face brought light to the peaceful waters, and she longed for her dream once more.

"Mr. Moon, if you can hear me, can you lend me a beam of your light? I am sad, for my dream has become dim. I can't seem to find it... I thought maybe if you lent me some of your light, I could hold it in my hands and it would help me find it again." And with that, she closed her eyes.

Suddenly, she felt a growing warmth surround her, and opened her eyes. There on the other side of the lake, she saw a swarm of twinkling stars. They danced a waltz of brilliant colors, and floated across the water until they were above her. It was more beautiful than she could have ever dreamed it to be. She looked up at the moon, and he was smiling down on her with the kindest face.

"My dear, your dream is alive because you have asked me for it. I have watched you on your journey, and have been waiting for you to notice. I have loved seeing you be brave. Your dream has always been important to me, and I have been preparing this special gift for you. If ever you are to dream, I will always be there to give you the light you need to find your way to it." 

Thinking over this last year, I couldn't think of how to describe the journey in any other way. This story (inspired by Tangled) is what 2016 has meant to me. I have dreamed many things, and have searched for the means to make them come true. I have encountered many hard and surprising challenges, ones that have left me feeling more hopelessness than I have ever experienced. I have longed for the depths of my heart to be known, and to act upon the passion for the things I love. I am still learning, still falling, still searching. But the Love of the Father has become more real to me than anything I could ever dream up on my own. He never changes, and is always with me. It is so good to be truly known by a Father who's love never ever fails, who believes in me more than I could ever believe in myself. He sees all of my many dreams, and longs to adventure with me to find them.

I have also learned the love of a man whom I didn't know I needed. I have fallen so much deeper in love with my husband in our first full year of marriage. I have realized how deeply broken I am, and how much he sees past my failures on countless occasions. He is funner than I thought, braver that I though, more talented and more passionate about the Lord than I knew before. Marriage has been the hardest thing I have ever done, but the reward of doing it with him has been greater than a life without him. I'll never know another year without him, and i can't wait to see the adventure unfold.

Fun story: the picture above is from last night, New Years Eve, when he and I lit our own lanterns. For my birthday this last year, he bought us tickets to see the lantern festival in the Springs, but it was cancelled last minute. It was a tough month for us, and I cried because I was looking forward to it so much. Later, he informed me that he purchased some lanterns so we could have our own festival, because he knew how important to me it would be. They didn't come for a while, so we sent up our wishes with our lanterns last night. That, is how incredible Jon is. He loves my dreams as much as his own. Happy New Year :) 

Deck Yourself

There's a few more weeks left of the most wonderful time of the year!! Who's already in party mode?! One of my favorite things about Christmas is that there are ENDLESS reasons to throw a good party. Everyone is in the celebrating mood, so there's also endless parties to go to! I. Love. It. And planning my outfits for the festivities is a huge part of the fun!! I don't know about you, but it's hard not to spend all of my money on Black Friday deals for cute clothes instead of presents for the family. Soooo in light of my selfish spending problems (and maybe yours too) I decided to help out my fellow ladies by creating some looks for this season that won't break your bank but will help you look your best at any event you attend. From family outings to work parties, I hope this blog post will help you choose those signature pieces to shop for or inspire you to step out of your comfort zone and try something new with what you wear! Let's get started shall we?


This outfit is a fav of mine! It's the edgy-yet-classy look that I so enjoy discovering in my closet. In my family, it often feels like a zoo when we all get together (although, the Zoo Lights this time of year are quite a magical experience if you're looking for good ideas:)), so I like to wear the leather jacket to establish dominance and the converse for comfort if you end up walking a lot for your outing. You'll still impress grandma with that oh-so-glam silk slitted top and pencil skirt, while still feeling like yourself. Top it off with some statement earrings and you're ready to conquer any crazy reunion. 


It's time for the annual ugly sweater party: but you have the same sweater from last year.... What's the solution? Goodwill. Always. just picked up this bad boy from the local Arc in Colorado Springs, and I'm seriously considering wearing it to work. I know what you're thinking, and I don't care. If you feel like you can't say hi to me if you see me wearing it, I understand. If you're not this risky, Target has a ton of really hilarious christmas sweaters to choose from! My genius tip this year to make you stand out? Tuck that sweater into a super cute skirt and match your nail color to the top! It'll give you flare on top of flare. So really it's a win-win. 

If you're in a creative mood, why not make your own ugly sweater?! That way, you have control over if it's ugly or just flashy. It's extremely cheap to do, and if you're hosting it's a great party activity! Just buy an array of gold sequins or big red bows and stick them on a sweater you already have. Easy-Peasy Lemon-Sqeezy. 


This may be the most popular form of party during the holidays: the one that requires you to bring something: cookies, an ornament, a white elephant gift, the list goes on. I always get tied between dressing up or dressing down for these events, so how about a little in-between? Lace-up sweaters are so hot right now. I like this one slightly tucked into my Levi's with heels to make it feel formal and some bangles for extra spice! 


Whether it's Christmas Eve or the Sunday before (which this year actually falls on Christmas Day), it's super fun to dress up for church! I love when everyone gets all dolled up to celebrate the real reason for the season. For this outfit however, it's gotta be fashion-forward meets nun-in-training. So you should probably save the shorter dress for another occasion. I like a cute pencil skirt with a statement top (this one has some fab lace detail) and a flower crown. I like the burgundy color to keep it feeling seasonal, and a nude lip to tone it down :) 


Cuz it's LADIES NIGGGHT! YAS! I LOVE holiday themed girls outings, where you can be as loud as you want at the restaurant and strut around like you own the streets in a big fur coat because of the extra estrogen feeding you feminine confidence. Instead of doing the usual all-black outfit, try a snowy-white dress with pastel-colored accessories! These dangly earrings are my go-to this season.  

Fur is the color of this winter's energy. What is it about fur that makes me feel like I can do anything?! Try out a white fur with a striped top and shiny-pointed heels. I know, it's a tad Cruella De Ville, but who doesn't love feeling like a Disney character!   


Finally, some RED!!! I don't like to get too cheesy with the christmas colors, but this skirt is really everything. It pops out like a cupcake and has pockets to hold your dark lipstick! I love how this skirt looks French-style, with a black hat, striped shirt and choker. I love wearing this one to honestly any occasion I can think of (I can't really wear this skirt on any given day you know..) that's a more fancier one. To the Broadmoor for a drink or the annual friend's Black Tie party, this outfit is the gift that keeps on giving. 

Ok if you're going to go with the all-black, here's a few tips to spice it up. Leopard coat, sheer socks with heels, or a platinum gold belt are what I paired with my simple black dress. 


If you work for a company that likes to celebrate, you're gonna want an outfit like this one! It's a classic-feeling winter-friendly comfortable ensemble. The cashmere scarf over the long white lab coat with jeans makes me feel like I can be a professional in front of my boss, yet stay stylish for myself ;) And the shiny tassled shoes will increase your ability to be a sleuth. (Just kidding, they just remind me of something I think Sherlock Holmes would wear). The scent Burberry Brit goes on my christmas list almost every year because it's one of my favorite scents, and it pairs well with this classy look. Depending on how you're feeling, you can choose a silky black tie over a white top or a black turtleneck to complete the outfit.

Hopefully you enjoy this list of outfits and feel like you have some great options for the different festivities this year!! I didn't include any links in this post, but if you're wanting to know where to get any piece you like from this post just email me through the contact page! 

Tunes For Trimming

It's the most wonderful time of the year, and what better way to get in the mood than singing loud for all to hear! Every year I look forward to the day after Thanksgiving when it's finally time to turn on the radio and listen to my favorite kind of music :) I am always looking for new albums or ones Iv'e never heard before to expand my song selection. Since the radio seems to become more and more repetitive, I thought I'd share with all of you 10 of my favorites. Whether you're planning to drive around your neighborhood looking at lights, putting up the tree or needing some tunes for your next holiday party, This list of albums will become your most listened to music on the season!

A Johnnyswim Christmas


This album is definitely my most-listened to out of all ten. I love it because it is so warm and welcoming. You'll really appreciate their acoustic-blues version of some classic christmas duets. 

Michael Buble Christmas


Oh, Michael. This album has been around for quite a few years, but it still makes my list because his voice is B U T T E R. I like to listen to this one a lot when I cook, especially when cooking with my family. We always take a break and salsa dance to Feliz Navidad, and listen for when my dad starts to sing the whole thing in spanish. 

The Brilliance : Advent Volume 1

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The band is named perfectly : it is brilliant. The composition of each song is filled with inspiration and new perspective. I always find myself so in awe of the power of music and the beauty of the Christmas Story after listening to this album. 

Tracks In the Snow

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Though there only be two songs on this little package of winter tunes, it is well worth a listen! The Civil Wars are a classic for their acoustic folk sound. I could get lost in my imagination of a snow-laden forest when giving these songs a listen.

She & Him : Christmas Party


Ok: I can't get enough of this quirky pair! I feel like Im walking the streets of Portland looking at all the hipsters when I turn on this holiday treat. Just kidding, but honestly I love how peppy and unique these two are and how their songs give you a really really fun jam out session. 

Under the Mistletoe

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It's fine, go ahead and judge me. It means nothing to me. I am a Belieber, let it reign true. I have no shame. I would wear a t-shirt with his face on it any day. This album is just. Everything. That's all. 

The Polar Express Soundtrack


One of my favorite christmas movies is The Polar Express (honestly, anything with Tom Hanks is most likely on my favorite list). The soundtrack is super fun to listen to, with a mixture of artists that makes for a nice variety of voices to fit the cinematic vibe. Turn this one on when your family is opening up gifts on Christmas morning, it will make you feel like your in a movie!

Ella & Louis Christmas


LOUIS! ELLA! the dynamic duo of an incredible time in musical history. they are legends, they'll transport you to a simpler time when romance was the sound of a trumpet. The mixture of their voices is an iconic experience, one you HAVE to share with that special someone when enjoying an evening alone. There's no way you won't find yourself dancing to this one.

Christmas In the Sand

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Some of us can't wait for the snow to fall, while others are dreading the cold. This beach queen sings about the sand, the waves, and the swaying palm trees for a tropical christmas experience that will give you the feeling of summer for the holidays. Try making up your own choreograph for the Christmas In the Sand song like my sister and I did!

Cee Lo's Magic Moment

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I just love this one for it's flare and dance-y grooves! It is a modern upbeat christmas experience. It's great for those holiday parties that need a little extra pizazz to get people in the christmas spirit ;) 

There you have it! My list of 10 albums you won't want to miss out on this season. I hope you enjoy it and take my holiday advice :) If you'd like to hear all of these albums (and many more!) go follow me on Spotify and listen to the playlist I created titled "Christmas"! 


"Let your gentleness be evident to all, The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." - Philippians 4:5-7

Peace will come. It is possible in any circumstance. the storm will settle. the morning will come. the night will pass. the snow will fall like the sun will warm the earth. God is good, and He is in control. Peace will come. This necklace reminds me every day of the hope of P E A C E. 




(n.) The overwhelming urge to run away.

Sometimes the day in and day out just makes you wanna fly far away... Anyone feel me on this??

Ain't nothin wrong with a little sense of restlessness. I think especially with creative people, we are always craving newness or a freshness to spark imagination. Routine can be hard. Boring. Maybe even sometimes we confuse the daily-do's with a loss of calling. Should we feel guilty for feeling this way?  

Is it wrong to crave something more than what is in front of us? Or maybe to be scared of not getting to control what our future looks like? 

I think of this matter often. I admit I can be tempted with ungratefulness, pride, maybe even bitterness towards my current circumstances. Fear of losing out or missing the bigger picture. "I'm better than what I'm going through, I need to be entertained more, I deserve better" are all things I'm guilty of telling myself. But I have learned that running away from the things that make you restless or take a lot of work to walk through will only end up giving you a longer list of things to escape. The problems only build and get worse when we decide to run to the next big thing. 

There can be so much beauty in the daily/weekly/monthly practice of routine. For example, it makes for better friendships! The most enjoyable relationships are the ones that last the longest. The ones that take those extra ounces of strength to have that hard talk or go to that boring event just to show your support. It also creates consistency, which can be hard to come by in creative people. It builds a healthy family, an excellent team, and achieves dreams. Consistency sounds so lame, but without it we fall apart. We lose our sense of identity. Why else to you think God never changes? If He did, we would be serving a God who makes His decisions purely based off of what He feels and how much we can please Him.

How does this pertain to this post? It doesn't. But I just thought since I'm the blogger, I can write whatever I want to, right?! 

How about some outfit details... OVERALLS! Come on somebody. It's fall. I don't care that I was sweating profusely in all black on a 75 degree day, I'm just gonna pretend it's cold outside. These Overalls fit absolutely perfect and are from Forever 21, black bodysuit from hereeee

This. Hat. (Insert seventeen heart eyes). Call me a hoochie-mama, I'll stand by cheetah print FOREVER! This one is from Urban, and you can find more in different colors here. The platform sandal is one of my favorite trends right now, and I got mine here.

I'll leave you with this last thought: How do we fill the desire to run away in a healthy way? I think it is different for everyone, but I like to do so through various methods, one being reading! I live for a good adventure book. I just read Salt To The Sea, which I'll probably blog about soon if you want to know more about it. I also love to make little trips around Colorado to find a new view or sometimes when I'm lucky I'll visit another state. Travel does a lot of good for an anxious soul. I also like to try lots of different hobbies, who says you can only have one?! My most current hobbies include adult coloring, giving Henna tattoos, making origami cranes (tutorial coming soon!), and walking around Target, which totally counts as a hobby. 

Now that you've read a bit about what I think of Drapetomania (I'm a big word fan, and this one is spectacular, wouldn't you agree?), what are your thoughts? How do you find yourself running away, in a good way? Leave a comment below, I'd love to hear what you think!  


"Winds in the East, mist coming in.

Like somethin is brewing, about to begin.

Can't put my finger, on what lies in store,

But I fear what's to happen, all happened before."

I have always internally considered myself a writer, but never in public. Up until now I have kept my ideas to myself, because that is where they are safe. If I never share them with anyone, then no one can tell me they are small, or un-original or mediocre. I have come to realize that this is no fun. Living this way has caused more fear and insecurity than I have ever experienced.

I remember when I lost myself to Jesus. He was all I was focused on, all I could think about. But I grew comfortable with never showing anyone where my allegiance lied. I thought if I told people what I looked like from the inside, they would throw me away and call me crazy. Seem familiar?

Today I choose to silence fear. As the infamous lines of Mary Poppins states, I feel the change of winds. I have dreams that far surpass this dream of being a fashion blogger, but they will never come to pass if I keep them all in my own subconscious. I am afraid that they are beginning to spill out, and I cannot control which way they turn me. I have become attentive to the call of creativity, and here in this blog I have decided to let all of my ideas run loose. 

I am inspired, because God has given me the freedom to express myself through creativity. What I yearn for is to share that freedom with more than just my own subconscious. I want to empower others to find the courage to do the same.