The ice cream man took all my money, but we’ll get to that. First this. True story: It’s scientifically too hot to unpack right now, so I grabbed a pair of scissors and turned my old jeans into cut-offs because I can’t find my shorts. It was alright to unpack at 80-something, but 90 degrees is the limit. The only thing you’re … Keep reading…
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Let me paint the picture for you: After crepe brunch and extreme silk flower shopping, Sara and I went to T.J.Maxx, at which I spotted an adorable Cynthia Rowley striped skirt for a mere $13.99. I was figuratively drunk off wedding planning and that 3,000 calorie (give or take) meal, so I grabbed the item with sugar-high stagger and declared it mine. … Keep reading…
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My mother came to visit a few weekends ago to help with early wedding stuff — deciding on colors, attending a bridal show, other really rad mother-daughter stuff. While she was here, we realized I’d be 25 by the next time I saw her. (My birthday is later this month.) So obviously, she gave me a cat watch. I can’t imagine a better … Keep reading…
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I was half-way done with this blog post when the craziest thing happened. (Okay, I wasn’t actually typing at the time, but I had planned to finish the post that evening.) Needless to say, things have been a bit bananas since. We’ll have more—plenty more!—discussion on that epic evening soon, but for now, here is the post that almost got lost in … Keep reading…
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