Friday, April 12, 2013

not naked days, proof that I am getting dressed!

SEE, even if I'm not getting my tripod out, I am getting dressed. I swear, and iPhone was a horrible idea for me. I take way too many 'selfies'. What can I say, I'm attracted to myself and I am not ashamed.


Wednesday, April 10, 2013

it makes me nervous, writing tid bits

I want to write about you, but it has me nervous. There's something so casual about it all. That lack of concern of words that flow through my lips has me nervous. 

But then there's your lips, always sweetly touching mine. Touching me. Places that I forgot could be kissed. My hair. My forehead. My neck. 

I don't want these feelings, in all honesty. I could do well without them. I don't need to like someone. I don't need to share a bed with someone. I don't need arms around me. I don't need your lips on mine. I don't need anyone's lips on mine. 

But I like that yours are. I like that you want your lips to graze my body. I like that my jibber jabber gets smiles and sweet gazes. I like that you let me soak in the world, in the moment, and don't ask questions. I like that there's a hand there when I need it, and space when it's wanted. I like that you like me, but I don't like that I like you. It makes me nervous. 

It's being vulnerable. It's allowing myself to truly be unguarded. It's believing your words, and having hope that one morning you don't just change your mind right after I decide to let you in. I don't want you to have that power. I don't want anyone to have that power. I wasn't always like this, and now it makes me nervous. 

You make me nervous, but I think I like it. 


Tuesday, April 9, 2013

out living in the world, march & april (two)

GUYS, LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL. I know I've been missing here and I keep making promises that I'll come back, but it's hard to record life when you're actually spending your days in the moment. I feel as though I always wrote these words, trying to find life in them, trying to create life in myself by recording them, and it never did it. I was still searching, blindly hoping that one day life would turn around, and you know what? I made it turn around. I wake up every morning and want to live in the moment, and be here. I laugh and I play. I read and I write again. I feel alive.

And I probably am beginning to sound like a broken record. So, just hang with me, and take the photographs above as proof that I am not sitting on my couch eating cookie dough, but living and being stoked on, well, everything.


Friday, April 5, 2013


thinking about; being free, and enjoying every moment of it. the simplicity of changing one thing in my life, one thing i was scared of changing and how everything is falling into place. already my world is filled with more laughter, adventures, good vibes and good feelings than it has in years.

reading; The Time Travelers Wife, even though i couldn't tell you how many times i've already read it. it's a book i'm a addicted to, a book i write in, a book that i underline the words that cause me to feel alive, or love. if you haven't read it, you should. there's something about the honesty in the words that sparks a nerve in me. that inspires me.

listening to; my music tastes have been slightly, okay not slightly, they HAVE been everywhere lately. one minute I'm bumping Die Antword in my car, and day dreaming that i'm Yolandi Visser, to singing along to Hunter Hayes all while falling in love with that kid. So, I'm either an african bad ass, or a cute little country singer. depends on my mood, right? (and never forget the random rap remix music, or my go to acoustic...)

looking forward to; all my daydreams are in summer right now. the weather is truly warming up here in Southern California and i just can't wait for the adventures that summer brings. night time trips to the hot springs, camping on the beach, secret spots in the woods, natural water slides, nights you don't remember in the morning, the memories to be made (oh, the memories!), bon fires with far too much booze, and just those good nights, with those good conversations that only the desert can bring you.

watching; random things, to be honest. sometimes it will be stand up comedy, to the walking dead (which is over now...), to all the random chick flicks that my heart is aching for.

making me happy; the music coming through my speakers, the sound of my phone going off, waking up and knowing that i have no idea what's coming in the day but they are all good, night time desert adventures, things that are a little bit dangerous but that rush makes it worth it, sweet morning kisses, living with my best friend and having wonderful days even if we're both being bitchy. life is making me happy.


Monday, March 25, 2013

not naked days, high waisted shorts and boots

outfit details; top given to me by my sister in law, boots by go jane, and high waisted shorts altered by myself but used to me my brothers

GOD, I LOVE LIVING IN CALIFORNIA. I'm even wearing this out for a night time adventure. It's a simple outfit, but I like it and I feel cute in it and that's all that matters.


Wednesday, March 20, 2013

out living in the world, february & march (one)

I wasn't lying, guys. I really am out living in this world. I feel like this is the first time in my life that I'm actually tapping into that 'youth' thing that people told me I've had all along. I've been hanging out in pool halls, drinking wine in desert under the moon, spending time with friends that i love, GOING TO THE GYM, and just being happy. Like honestly guys, when have you seen me actually look this happy? It feels good. It feels damn good.

SHIT, I also got a new tattoo,

my little sister got 'to infinity'. We decided we were going to get them on our sister bonding trip on the long drive back from Colorado, and we actually did it. I'm so happy with it, now to get more. And, to find a new job, because Laura wants her damn nose pierced. Yeah, you heard me. I'm fucking wild.


Monday, March 18, 2013

not naked days, leather and lazy

outfit details; jacket from forever twenty-one, jeans by levis, purse and shoes from target, vneck by hanes, buffalo tooth necklace by tea at noon

I'M BACK! I know, you've missed me, but I've been out and about. Being young and living. Just last night I spent the night on a desert adventure. You know how it goes, some wine, some music, the desert night sky; the nights that make you remember why you're here. But, here I am, back and posting. Back to being active, and jumping back into Tea at Noon. Damn, life just feels GOOD.


Thursday, February 7, 2013


SHIT, I'm sorry guys, I vanished. JUST WHEN I WAS DOING SO GOOD. Long, long, extremely long story short I'm home. See those mountains behind my friend and I? Those are desert mountains. California desert mountains. I am home, and I am happy to be home. I feel a sense of self, a sense of freedom, a sense of happiness. This is right, this is where I'm supposed to be.

I'm going to be back soon. I just might spend the next few days or weeks just having FUN. Be back soon.


Wednesday, January 30, 2013

not naked days, button down skirts

I can't believe that the first month of the year is almost over. I know, I know, a month isn't that long, but  so many positive things have happened, that it went by so quick. There were so many positive moments within this much, so much growth. I know this is all mumbo jumbo to you, but it means a lot to me. It's going to be a damn good year.


Monday, January 28, 2013

for the love of god, get me off gypsy warrior...

These items don't even need cutsey, 'try to be clever' descriptions. They are just amazing, all of them. I will willingly sign over my first born child to own them. All found, and drooled over, at Gypsy Warrior.


Friday, January 25, 2013

not naked days, rosey and gold

outfit details; dress by american apparel, boots by gojane, belt from rue21, boot socks by buckle, jacket by forever 21, jewelry by Tea At Noon

I jump at every chance to wear clothes that you can wear in California, here. This is me jumping, not literally  jumping, but I'm sure you understand. As a side note, this is my natural hair. It's short and there is not very much of it. I really, really am in love with my extensions.


Wednesday, January 23, 2013

finding the music, ten

Let Her Go by The Passenger on Grooveshark
let her go by passenger

The other night I had a strange breakthrough. To be honest, it felt like I was waking up. Nothing important was going on, in reality I think I was just on tumblr. My mind is never on what I am doing, so of course it was bouncing from thought to thought, not really having a meaning or purpose, and I thought of moment that took place seven years ago. 

I was sitting on a curb outside of some restaurant with my big brother and we were talking about the past, because I was fourteen and thinking I had committed something that was the end of the world (of course looking back now, it was a good experience), and he brought up the object of time. He told me that we can't see time. He even asked me where it was. He showed me that moments in the past don't exist. After all, can you really track them down? Can you visit them, physically? No, you can't. So, why do they have to exist at all? Why do you have to worry about something that happened, and yet there is no record of it?

For some reason, my mind igniting that memory, and those words from my brother, brought me back to life. I honestly feel like I was awaken from a slumber. I think I allowed myself to be asleep for the past two years. I let something define me, that has no right to define me. 

Thank you, Troy. I love you.

I feel awake, and I feel alive. I feel good, for the first time in a long time. 

stay tuned because it's about to get interesting,

Monday, January 21, 2013

basement life, two

So, I never take pictures of my house. Or, none that I post on the internet usually. Why? Because typically my house actually looks like someone lives in it. It's never picture perfect and everything does not have a special place. But, the other night I'm pretty sure that Ryan and I got taken over by aliens, because we ended up cleaning our apartment till the wee hours of the morning. Not just 'picking up and putting away', but scrubbing and organizing. Like you know those piles of STUFF that you mean to do something about, but you really just don't want to, we handled that stuff. More and more I'm like my mother. Her huge cleaning days always took place when she couldn't sleep, too.

So here it is. Where I live. In my basement. I like christmas lights.

stay tuned,

Friday, January 18, 2013

honesty corner, my soul is aching...(fourteen)

Do you ever get that feeling where you truly need to be outside? The warm sunshine on your face, maybe a lovely cool breeze in the air, and being surrounded by trees so tall that you can barely see the top of them. To wander around the woods, whether they be familiar or not, or a park or not, and feel the earth, feel the silence. Bask in the silence.

I know the obvious solution is to go venture into the rockies that I live oh so close to, but when it's 3 degrees outside it seems daunting. I could drive up, and sit in my car, get out and freeze my ass off, but I'm not sure that sounds enjoyable. I"ll most likely end up doing it anyway. Why is it that I'm near one of the most beautiful mountain ranges in the United States and all I do is crave either a) a crappy forrest in the desert of California or b) the luscious green and fern ridden woods of the Pacific North West?

My sea legs and heart full of wanderlust may never be content.

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

food for thought,

would you rather have a) happiness and satisfaction, or b) love, passion and pleasure?

stay tuned,

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

soulless features, pointless pretties...

one. since it appears i am always missing some fraction of home, this pillow is adorable and oh so fitting. or, to just have a string go to everywhere your heart has ever touched. adorable. source HERE

two. because i am always looking for new notebooks to add to my old lady collection. source HERE

three. my goal this year is to like my hair without my extensions in it. source HERE

four. i got one of these when i was in my brother's wedding in october, and oh my god. i had no idea when i put it in the water that it would explode into flower petals. i was dorkily amazed. source HERE

stay tuned,

Monday, January 14, 2013

honesty corner, thirteen

Do you feel lost RIGHT NOW?

Get outside your head, and think about this moment you're in. Somewhere in this world, someone understand life, even if it's just for this moment. Someone is bypassing the bullshit, and has that feeling where you know the universe is there, and it's whole. Where you feel all the answers, and that naive optimism, that we all secretly thrive off of.

So, you're having a bad day today? Think of those people. Think of those moments in your life, and know that you'll be there again someday. One day you'll be there. Today is a bad day, a lost day, but they don't last. They NEVER last. Throw yourself into the universe, and into all the feelings of the cosmos and no, it won't always be like this. It will get better (not to sound like a teen infomercial). You have this. You understand this. Only in this moment are you doubting yourself. Just think, be you, and you're fine.

Friday, January 11, 2013

honesty corner, what i'm learning...

Growing up is fun, and immensely complicated, but everyday I'm learning these amazing new things as a woman, and a person, and an individual. Here are my two simple lessons that I've been applying to my everyday world,

- Be in the moment, because there is no where better to be than right here.


- Never stop dreaming. Being a 'grown up' with a job and bills to pay is not a good enough excuse to not dream, and not chase those dreams. I'm learning that twenty one is not nearly as old as I thought it was, and how I let myself feel. I'm being young again, and with this complicated mind, that is a wonderful feat in itself.

Have an amazing weekend, and just BE.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

not naked days, trailer backdrops

outfit details; jeans by american eagle, jacket by forever 21, beanie by american apparel, boots by gojane

Today was considered a 'warm' day at a whopping 36 degrees! Oh boy! What is even more sad, is it felt like a warmer day. Walks were much more enjoyable with shivering. I'm starting to think that I should have listened to my brother, just so my bum would not be freezing daily. Goodness gracious, I don't know how you midwesters do this EVERY DAMN YEAR. Oh, Californa, I hear you!

stay tuned,