3 things to consider during your quarter-life-crisis

I’m going through a quarter-life-crisis and that’s okay. And no, I’m not crazy- it’s a sociological thing. 20-something seniors, graduates, and beyond trend towards this common dilemma of “what on Earth am I doing with my life” moment and some change, some don’t. Sure enough, I’ve recognized my crisis-crazed state for a good long time now but am only finally coming to this conclusion: it’s okay to change it up- it’s okay to succumb to […]

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You CAN Eat Cake AND Like It, Too. 

Hello Lovelies, Today I caught myself thinking the most DANGEROUS unhealthy thought and I thought that I’d give it a share. In fact, it’s so unhealthy I’m kind of ashamed- but not so ashamed that I’ll hide it. Welp. Here goes: Yesterday Jake (my loving, wonderful, and oh so blessed with heavenly abs boyfriend) bought me cake. And not just any cake: Chocolate Turtle Fudge Cake. Like the kind they sell in squares at Lunds […]

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DIY – The Cutest Little Scrapbook Journal

Here’s the one DIY booklet anyone can do- and for hella cheap too! Have you ever tried to start a scrapbook? If you look online or in craft stores, the book itself can cost more than twenty dollars, let alone the scrapbook paper and fancy stickers et cetera. But this scrapbook, this scrapbook is something that you can make without even leaving your house and it’ll feel SO SO good too. And no, this little […]

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Confidence is Kind 

It’s a funny word- it’s tinier than small, it’s always there to catch you in the moment that you fall. It’s helpful but it’s deadly- when used by those who are truly cowards, hidden under loads of layers, somehow boasting heaps of might and power. It’s something turned from humility to louder, louder, LOUDER. It’s a simple tune with many melodies, they’re often portrayed wrong- like a strutting songbird’s repetitious tune, he loves and loves […]

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My Fitness Story

Every story has to start somewhere, right? Well, sadly mine starts in a very dark, (boring), and miserable place. I think my food issues started in the seventh grade when a bunch of gal pals had a gal fight and cut me out of the group for not taking sides- not that I’m blaming them (at all!), that incident caused me to turn to food to cope. I felt like I couldn’t control anything and […]

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