90s Nostaligia

Being a true blue 90s child, I wanted to be Posh Spice and Barbie girl, but for the longest time, my most favorite song has been by the gorgeous Shania Twain… I still remember the day when we kept pausing the cassette player after each line trying to learn the lyrics to all her songs, especially this one..

Feeling nostalgic and sassy!!! Enjoy!

Until my next post..

xo

When You Think Distance Will Make Him Miss You

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I guess I was being selfish when I’d asked for some. Like I thought distance could be some form of weapon I could defend myself with against you, against all the hurt you could cause.

I needed to feel like my emotions weren’t hitched onto something that could collapse in a moment; I needed to feel like I could be pressed up against your side yet still be an independent; and I needed for you to miss me while I was gone.

I needed for distance to whisper in your ear when I wasn’t at the dinner table, and our friends asked where I’d been. I needed for distance to remind you to check your phone when my ‘good morning’ texts (with a smiley) left a vacant space on your screen. I needed for distance to nuzzle against your bare, cold skin when you climbed into bed to watch…

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This Is Why I’m Guarded

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There’s a reason why my walls are built so high, and there’s a reason it will take you longer than expected to bring them down. There’s a reason why I’m guarded.

I’m guarded because I’ve been hurt before. We all have. My weakness is that I carry the pain with me as a constant reminder that it could happen again. And while this is such a cautious way to walk through life, while instead I could be wildly sprinting, the wild sprint has made me fall and trip before, and the scrapes and burns were painful. So painful that it takes a while to try and run that fast again. So I walk, and I walk carefully noticing my surroundings because I worry if I were to ever fall that hard again, I might not be able to get back up.

I’m guarded because I’m scared…

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10 Life Lessons I Learned From Elle Woods

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1. Life doesn’t always go according to plan.

Who knows this better than Elle Woods? Her “ring by spring” plan was completely ruined by her douche of a boyfriend who wanted a Jackie, not a Marilyn. First of all, ew; second, Elle turned out kicking a lot more ass than Warner so maybe plans aren’t all they’re cracked up to be.

2. Hard work doesn’t go unnoticed.

Elle worked hard. Like, really hard. There are multiple studying montages set to kick-ass girl power music that prove it. She decided to become a lawyer and got into Harvard a few months later. She had a 4.0. She had a 179 on her LSATs. Even those old admissions guys watching her video were impressed.

3. Being nice to people is pretty cool.

There are too many examples in this movie to count, but a few of my favorites are as…

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Slow Down, Life Is Not About Being Busy

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“How are you?” you ask an acquaintance you haven’t seen in some time. “So busy,” they respond, breathlessly. They go on to recount a hectic travel schedule, momentous work projects, a new exercise regime. These days, busyness is worn like a badge of honor. The less time you have for yourself to do nothing, the more in-demand you are, the more important you make yourself seem to others. Everyone wants a piece of you. Between breakfast meetings, lunch meetings, afternoon appointments, dinner dates, your calendar is just so full. You want to get together? Email my assistant for an appointment; I think I have an opening sometime around the next lunar eclipse.

This is no way to live life. When we over-schedule ourselves, plan for things days, weeks, and months in advance, we are eliminating the chance for spontaneity. We become automated versions of ourselves, shuffling mindlessly from one destination…

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