Ghost of a Rose

>Originally I wasn't going to wear these shoes till my trip, but since I thought I better make sure they were broken in before them, I started wearing them a little, and I learned something: breaking them in is not the trouble, learning how to walk in them is. I swear, in the couple times I wore them this week end I nearly wiped out at least four times - and I almost never fall in heels. >.< The good news is that I managed a little run in them on Sunday, so maybe I'll have enough practice in eight weeks to be able to run to my big sis in the airport. <3 More pictures on my Flickr page. (Pictures courtesy of Molly)

Outfit Details:
Dress - Red Dress Shoppe
White Skirt - Merona
Tights - Merona
Shoes - Xhilaration
Cardigan - Eddie Bower
Belt - Charlotte Russe

The Faerie Queen Photo Shoot

This weekend my grandparents and Molly and her sister visited my aunt and uncle. Since my aunt and uncle only live about and hour and a half from us, we visited them all on Sunday. Molly and I took the opportunity to have a photo shoot. More pictures on my Flickr page.

Being Thin Has a Price

The world is under the mistaken impression that being thin will make your life perfect. If you are thin people won't judge you; your crush will suddenly fall in love with you; and you'll be confident. They're wrong.

I am one quarter Lithuanian. Lithuanians are genetically tall and thin. I'm 5' 8". Last November Of 2009 I was at my "heaviest" at about 140 lbs. In 2010 I decided to try to be more fit, so I started roller blading (I only exercise if it's fun) and lost about thirteen pounds.I felt good about myself. I felt healthier and I was proud of the work I'd done. But I learned a lesson: being thin has it's price.

I cannot borrow my mom's, sisters's, or friends clothes anymore - they are simply not flattering. Random men want to know my name or tell me how pretty I am - which quite frankly scares me. And I am constantly compared to a model. That part was fun, at first, but anymore. I realized that while overweight people are judged, thin girls are, too. A lady I know tells me that my small apitite is the reason I'm thin. Other people act like all I care about is clothes, or that I have no bigger goals in life than getting a job based solely on how I look. And why? Because I'm thin.

People judge me bases solely on how I look - just as much as they judge overweight people for not being thin. Like I said, being thin has a price.

Outfit Details:

Dress - Gap (Plato's Closet)

Shirt - So

Tights - Simply Vera by Vera Wang

Ankle Boots - Xhilaration

Flower Wreath - Borrowed from my cousins

Purse - T.J. Max

Bracelet - Charlotte Russe

Music Monday - #9 Taylor Swift's Fifteen

Last week I did a post on a friend of mine that had not been a good friend. This week I want to do a post about a friend of mine that has gone above and beyond the calls of friendship.

I met Heather online nearly three and a half years ago, and she's been as true a big sister as any blood related one ever was. She led me to Christ, and has not since guiding me since. She makes me read my bible when she knows I need to; comforted me when I was crying because i was growing up and everything was changing; and has never, ever treated me like I'm just a little girl, or told me I was too little, or something was too hard for me to do.

When I was writing for fame she never told me to stop or that I couldn't do it - she just guided me in the right direction and praised me when I finally gave up that silly wish. When I wanted to be a musician despite the fact that I can't play a single instrument, she never told me it was too hard, she just encouraged me to work at it. And now that I want to open my own fashion boutique, she reads my blog everyday, lets me show her all the pictures I take, and all around encourages as much as is humanly possible. And she never, ever left me despite how much I deserved it.

So that's why I love this song by Taylor Swift - because it sounds like me. I was boy crazy when I was fifteen, and I thought I knew who I was but I didn't. But someone told me they loved me when I was fifteen, but unlike Taylor it wasn't a boy - it my sister. And unlike Taylor, that person still tells me they love me everyday - and I know she always will. <3

You Wear a Jacket

It seems that whenever I can't come up with a good name for a post title, I just grab a quote from Sherlock or Sherlock Holmes. Lol!

So, Sunday my whole family drove down to stay a couple days with my grandparents so we could attend a rally at the state capitol. I don't really want to get into politics here, but basically the state government is trying to make it way harder for home schoolers to home school, and we home schoolers are fighting back! There was an estimated 4,000 home schoolers at the capital that day.

So, for the rally I wanted to wear something really comfortable, and really chic - so my Blooming Brush Strokes dress was an obvious choice, of course!

I borrowed the hair wreath from my cousin, Molly. I was really inspired to wear one after I saw this post by Rebecca of The Clothes Horse - though mine is significantly smaller.

We had time to kill while we waited for the bus to take us home, so I amused myself in the same was as I always do: by taking self portraits - of my feet. LOL.

And then some close up shots of the pretty hair wreath:

(my hair did not look this perfect - I actually hadn't done anything with it that morning because I didn't have time. Aren't cameras fun??)

And I'll leave you with a picture of the capitol building:

Outfit Details:

Dress - ModCloth

Tights - Simply Vera by Vera Wang (Kohl's)

Ankle Boots - Xhilaration

Jacket - Mossimo Supply Co.

Purse - Mulberry for Target

Flower Wreath - Borrowed from my cousin

Outfit of the Week - Dressed Up Aligator's Scrible

This week's outfit of the week is Scribble by Dianna of Dressed Up Alligators.
What an adorably, sweet look she has. I love the floral skirt, and I love the edgy bag with such a sweet look. But I have to admit, my favorite part of this outfit is the color scheme. I've loved teal and red together for years - despite the fact that they are an unlikely pair. I'm so glad to find a like minded blogger!

The Girl in the Dress

Who would have thought that pushing one button on the computer could hurt so badly? Well, sometimes it can. Saturday night I did something really, really hard for me: I unfriended on one of my social networks, a girl I've known for years. A girl I counted as one of my best friends for years.

It is hard when you're friends with someone for a long time and then you suddenly realize that your friendship meant nothing to them. I would have done anything for this girl - and she pushed me aside without a second thought. I kept telling myself things would be better and making excuses for her, but there comes a point when you just can't be patient anymore - because you'll just end up getting hurt every time things aren't better.

I tried so hard to let go of her, but I just couldn't give up hope. So Saturday night I finally just spilled out into a venting monologue to my big sister. I asked her if she thought it would be wrong to unfriend the girl, and she said she thought it would be a good thing - reassuring me that I was right. So I did it. I went to the girl's profile and clicked "unfriend" and then cried as I looked at her profile. I could see her likes and dislikes, where she was going to school, her home town - everything I already knew. And above it all there was a button that said "add as friend" forcing me to accept the fact that we had never really been friends.

I have been thinking about it ever since then, and I realized that I turned a blind eye to a lot. She wasn't a very good friend, and I don't think she respected me. So I am letting her go now. And having a very "Dear John" sort of moment while I do so (does that make up for Music Monday? How about we say it does, anyway? ;-D)

I have a lot of really awesome friends - a bunch of which I'm going to get to see this spring (score!) I'm not desperate. I don't need to put up with someone who doesn't really care about me - someone who doesn't and never has accepted me as I am.

So here I am - one friend less. I'm still "shining like fireworks" and in true Taylor Swift style I'm having the last word. I'm "taking her matches before fire can catch me" and "surprise surprise, I'm doing just fine!" (That last one is Hannah Montana - not Taylor, but it fits. :D)

(P.S. Sorry for the image heavy post. This is part of a photo shoot I did while I was out of town this week. You can see the rest of the pictures on my Flickr page if you like)

Outfit Details:

Dress - Vintage (borrowed from my cousin, Anna)

Tights - Merona

Ankle Boots - Xhilaration

Belt - Charlotte Russe

Purse - Mulberry for Target

Leather Jacket - Wet Seal