Sweet Present

“An orange on the table, your dress on the rug, and you in my bed, sweet present of the present, cool of night, warmth of my life.” -Jacques Prevert

Find a penny, pick it up…

Dear Kate Spade, if your prices weren’t so exorbitant I’d rock more than your beautiful quotes. I will continue to love you even though we can’t really be together the way I would like us to be. After all, it’s the thought that counts.

Yours truly, Playful-Penny-Pincher

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If you had to describe yourself in four words, which would you choose? It’s okay if you want to use sexy & beast, I won’t judge or tell you you’re wrong. I’ll probably just tell you you’re awesome. Rules are everywhere, so I choose to not really have any around here. Hope you’re cool with that?

xoxo

Well & Warm

There isn’t anything wrong with working for the finer things — but there is definitely something right about learning to slow down & bask in the fleeting moments in life. With that said, I wish you just that this weekend. And, if you feel like it, try & stop & enjoy the things you’d normally look past. It’s not always easy, but in this case, it’s usually worth it. Can’t wait to hear how it goes.

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Ps. This girl ain’t hard to please… The best treat in the world is love. So sure, spoil me ;)  

xoxo + the potential smack on thou cute ass, Bee

Entwine Oneself Around the Key

I love the feeling I get when I am around people that make me feel like I don’t have to explain myself. They get it.

I also love when I have had a bad day & I’m hardly holding it down, about to crumble, and someone has the key. The key that most look past because it is so incredibly simple. What I love is it takes us back to the basics. The key that solves many of my problems 99% of the time is the comfort that roots back to a genuine embrace: sometimes, when I don’t know what else to do other than not fall apart I just need someone to pick me up, pull me in close, & hug me. Are any of you with me on this? If so… Continue. 

As we mature we are expected to be well composed when handling tough situations. There are plenty of ways society expects us to deal with negativity, but the biggest one is ignoring it. Last time I checked if you ignore something it either dies, remains in it’s current state, grows, or rots. For me, it’s usually the last one. I believe thoughts get old, and just like the garbage, we need to take our old rung out thoughts to the dump — and leave them there.

I believe in starting fresh & doing so often. Think of it this way: just like computers, our brains/thoughts/attitudes need to be refreshed. And then, we just might need someone to pull us in, wrap their arms around us (whether they be big & strong, or soft & delicate) & remind us that this too shall pass. The beautiful thing is sometimes they can do so without saying a word (my mum & grandma are great for this… so are my auntie Care & Brenna)

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I think society is wrong in many ways, especially with the way it asks us to cope with aches & pains that ibuprofen doesn’t stand a chance against. I think it can be unhealthy to never take our strong faces off.  And, in my opinion, it’s not fair to the tender spots in your heart that you may have forgotten about 20 years ago because you chose to ‘do what you have to do’ vs. taking care of yourself & moving on after you “take the trash out”

I think what Oscar Wilde said (despite it being targeted towards women) is very fitting for this. Wilde said “Women are ment to be loved — not to be understood.“ Well perhaps we should take some notes and stop muffling our pain & begin wading through it by starting with a hug.

This one is for you, grandma. Someday, I hope we can hug an elephant together :)

I know everyone doesn’t like hugs — and that’s okay. I respect that! So don’t worry, I’m all about respecting your beautiful bubble! But the next time I see someone I love trying to fight through their battles alone, or they just aren’t sure who to pick for their team of heart-ache-kicking supporters, I’ll do one easy & powerful thing (if my gut instinct tells me it’s okay to do so): Ignore my desire to give advice that may not be asked for, and simply give them a squeeze. Perhaps we can benefit from a little unity instead of constantly trying to be superior to others by proving our strengths that, in the end, usually make us weak. 

Ready, set, love. 

Wiggle Your Nose Back n’ Forth

I love genie jars. When I saw this on Pinterest, I think I got a little more excited than the average person… But this is nothing new.

Do you love Genie jars? If so, where is your favorite place to go to find them? I adore this website, 1stdibs. Even if you browse their online shop just to get inspiration, I still love it because they have a nice variety. Pier1 is also a great place to find little trinkets and treasures such as those pictured above. If you’re feeling adventorous, make a day of thrifting & look for them while at your local thrift shops. You can get things for a better price, and it can be fun having some DIY projects with things you didn’t pay much for but saw potential in (my thrifting-partner, Kelsey Loraine, is hardcore. We don’t mess around… well I do, but she doesn’t)

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I know you really wish you could just wiggle your nose & squint your eyes like Bewitched & have all of these appear — or if you’re not into that, you can always fold your arms across your chest, blink, and dip your head like Jeanie.  People may or may not see me do this often… I usually just don’t really try & explain. Don’t mind me, I’m just pretending to be a genie over here. Continue on…

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All my wiggles n’ squints, Bee

What Finals do to College Students (Don’t read if you get scurrred easily…)

 This is what happens when I let my hair “down” during finals. If you’re judging me, well, I can’t say I wouldn’t if the roles were switched. But I’d still try hard to pretend to be laughing with you vs. at you. I heard that takes the sting away a little bit.

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My mothers response was “oh dear… you have too much alone time on your hands.” Yah right mom, never! I never have alone time….But, my point is that college is hard!! I know this is a “no shit” moment because if it was easy everyone would do it but man… It isn’t for everybody. I have allowed the stress to turn me into a person I’m not too proud of (ex. photo above)  Pretty sure this isn’t my cup of tea — and to be honest, even if it were, I’d probably prefer vodka. (Don’t quote me on that)

All my love & a glimpse of insanity,

XOXO, College-Girl

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For those of you seeking something intelligent & truly inspiring this morning, click here (the word here, click it:) & you will (hopefully) be pleasantly surprised. Enjoy, & then have a kick-ass day. And holler at yo girl on Twitter @baileymikell My tweetin’ game has been out of this WORLD as of late. I catch onto things a little late compared to the average Amurrican. Sorry bout’ it. But hey, I made it! Be proud.

Happy Monday!

Hey everybody, fanks for reading my blog! We’re busy kicking finals ass & helping high school dropouts get an education, so we just thought we’d share this special photo with you instead of a regular post for today. Roman & I appreciate you! Thanks for being so awesome. Have a fabulous Monday, and as always, stay silly my friends.

xoxo, R&B 

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ps. not even ashamed of any crazy-cat-lady pics anymore. don’t hate me because of this hot pic & the cat in it. Just love me for who I am, I mean, at least I only have one…….. :)