Per tradition:
1> Chanel Eau Fraiche perfume
2> Lilash eyelash or brow serum
3> Seychelles wedges in orange
4> Zenny sandals in grey
5> Converse sneakers
6> Essie nail polish
7> Leopard flats
8> Bistro set
9> Curling iron
10> Nude wedges
11> Nude heels
There you have it!
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
A Recent Pet Peeve.
I'm big into fashion blogging right now (reading, not writing) and I'm stumped by this one trend: Wearing jackets only around the shoulders? What is this? Is this to showcase an outfit? Is it the "nouveau chose" (translation: '"new thing") to do around the most fashionable parts of the USA? I am truly perplexed by this notion. I would post photos, but really, I am too lazy to drag them off the websites I'm trolling.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
My Photog Side
I'm BACK!
Some images from the past few months..
Some images from the past few months..
Seattle sunrise at work
Mount Hood from the sky
The Golden Gate during a morning walk
Seattle's 2012 version of "Snowmageddon!"
Ice from the storm covers branches and causes power outages!
Kisses and hugs from your very own married Kelly :)
Kisses and hugs from your very own married Kelly :)
Monday, September 19, 2011
Tricking Me Out
Some people say that life is always good, but what about when it's not? I'm not indicating that my life is bad per se, I'm just in a bit of a...transition overload. (What's weird is that I was going to type holding pattern when I realized it's just the opposite.)
I can't wait until Kelly gets her groove back. Or maybe life is just a series of transitions and the trick is figuring out how to constantly be in adjustment. Well, I'll tell you right now - I'm not very good at it. (I'm just being realistic, not pessimistic. Sheeesh.)
And what about the title of this post? It's bad, non? Well, it's certainly not good. That's for damn sure.
I can't wait until Kelly gets her groove back. Or maybe life is just a series of transitions and the trick is figuring out how to constantly be in adjustment. Well, I'll tell you right now - I'm not very good at it. (I'm just being realistic, not pessimistic. Sheeesh.)
And what about the title of this post? It's bad, non? Well, it's certainly not good. That's for damn sure.
Friday, September 16, 2011
A Fresh Start
The arrival of September inevitably brings the change of seasons from summer to fall. Today is the first day I could distinctly smell autumn in the air. And it made me feel so hopeful. This time of year is one of new beginnings: Each year for over 20 years, I was getting ready to go to school and, presumably, make my mark on the world. I was going to make new friends, get all A's, perform for Friday's big game. I was going to dance the night away with my sweetheart at Homecoming, go to college in the fall and make a really big difference, move to the big city and become an adult. I was all dreams!
Not only does the season conjure up good memories of old friends, football games, and dance team competitions, but also of trick-or-treating and bonfires and bearing down for cold, snowy winters. And being with my family. And being a Midwestern.
It's not often that we get the clean, crisp smell of fall in Seattle. Usually, September is so warm (one of our best months) and we're not buckling down for 6 long months of winter, we're boating on Lake Washington before the rain starts!
So maybe it's not necessarily the smell of new beginnings that gets me hopeful. Maybe it's the smell of nostalgia. Hopefully, I can create a life with Jason that will feel the same way: "Oh, remember when we were first married and we had to live in the really small apartment and it was just hell because we couldn't get used to being with each other all the time?" or "Gosh, it was so much work to commute all the way to Seattle from Renton. How did I do that?" or "I can't believe we were just above that noisy transit center. And it was so hot in our apartment! Remember we kept the fans on all day long?" or "Even though the first year was an adjustment, I'm so glad we're married."
I hope I can say those things in 10, 20, 35 years. Because right now, feeling ever-so nostalgic, I'd really like to be 15 years old again without a care in the world.
Not only does the season conjure up good memories of old friends, football games, and dance team competitions, but also of trick-or-treating and bonfires and bearing down for cold, snowy winters. And being with my family. And being a Midwestern.
It's not often that we get the clean, crisp smell of fall in Seattle. Usually, September is so warm (one of our best months) and we're not buckling down for 6 long months of winter, we're boating on Lake Washington before the rain starts!
So maybe it's not necessarily the smell of new beginnings that gets me hopeful. Maybe it's the smell of nostalgia. Hopefully, I can create a life with Jason that will feel the same way: "Oh, remember when we were first married and we had to live in the really small apartment and it was just hell because we couldn't get used to being with each other all the time?" or "Gosh, it was so much work to commute all the way to Seattle from Renton. How did I do that?" or "I can't believe we were just above that noisy transit center. And it was so hot in our apartment! Remember we kept the fans on all day long?" or "Even though the first year was an adjustment, I'm so glad we're married."
I hope I can say those things in 10, 20, 35 years. Because right now, feeling ever-so nostalgic, I'd really like to be 15 years old again without a care in the world.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Home, Sweet Home
We rented an apartment on Wednesday! Our first as a couple: TOGETHER!
We're going to be living in Renton which is about 15 minutes south of Seattle. Jason works in Tacoma while I work in Seattle, so we have to split the difference.
SO EXCITING!
Just one more thing to put on the transitions list.
:)
We're going to be living in Renton which is about 15 minutes south of Seattle. Jason works in Tacoma while I work in Seattle, so we have to split the difference.
SO EXCITING!
Just one more thing to put on the transitions list.
:)
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Throwing Me for a Loop
Sometimes, I can't believe my life.
I came home today to find two 25-inch Samsonite suitcases in my living room.
About a month ago, I found a Dyson vacuum on my doorstep.
At my shower last week, I got a vase from Tiffany & Co and the entire All-Clad cookware set.
Who am I? What life do I have?
Sometimes, I complain for being so far away from home. Other times, I have to pinch myself to believe it all: I live in Seattle. I work at Seattle Children's Hospital. I'm getting married. This summer. To a boy I really like. I have great friends all across the country, I have a family who believes in me, I have a totally amazing guy with whom I'm going to have kids. Kids! Don't even get me started.
My brain can barely wrap around the fact that I've already hit the age of 22! How should I comprehend all of this life-changing business?
I came home today to find two 25-inch Samsonite suitcases in my living room.
About a month ago, I found a Dyson vacuum on my doorstep.
At my shower last week, I got a vase from Tiffany & Co and the entire All-Clad cookware set.
Who am I? What life do I have?
Sometimes, I complain for being so far away from home. Other times, I have to pinch myself to believe it all: I live in Seattle. I work at Seattle Children's Hospital. I'm getting married. This summer. To a boy I really like. I have great friends all across the country, I have a family who believes in me, I have a totally amazing guy with whom I'm going to have kids. Kids! Don't even get me started.
My brain can barely wrap around the fact that I've already hit the age of 22! How should I comprehend all of this life-changing business?
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