Get Out of Your Way

Two months later and hello! In case you were wondering, I took a little break over here. It wasn’t really on purpose. One week, I missed writing a blog post, and then the next week I didn’t write one, either, and then again and again the next and next weeks.

I kept thinking to myself, I should really write something, but then I’d get bogged down with what outfits I’d shoot (because that’s what lifestyle bloggers do, gosh dang it), whether or not I wanted to (or could afford to) pay for photography that week, not wanting to just write “filler” content (see: my last post where I was really reaching to get just about anything that came to mind written and published), not feeling inspired, and blah blah blah. I feel like I’ve been here and written about this inner-tug to slow down and step back before. Oh, why yes, I have.

So, I’m not complaining over here — just being honest: I let life get in the way of writing and then wallowed in the realization that I let life get in the way of writing. And then (if you follow me on Instagram, you’ve heard this story) something awful happened to the unrelenting people pleaser that I am.Read More

Three Words To Change Your Life

I am a big, BIG listener to and lover of podcasts. I nanny during the day, so — while I can do baby talk and love hanging out with my best 13-month-old pal — sometimes I need a little more stimulating “conversation” during my weekdays. Podcasts might not provide the back-and-forth of your typical conversation, but at least I can get a laugh or learn something interesting throughout the day.

I subscribe to funny ones, like My Favorite Murder (you might not think murder is comical, per se, but the hosts somehow tell these real-life horror stories in an unabashedly fascinated and, yes, humorous way); inspirational ones, like The Skinny Confidential: Him & Her (Lauryn Evarts is the creator behind the blog, The Skinny Confidential, and the banter with her husband, Michael, on their podcast is all at once informational, relatable, and hilariously real); and mindless, fun ones, like Straight Up with Stassi (she’s my favorite Bravolebrity and always has interesting guests and behind-the-scenes stories that I live for).

The latter is what I was listening to a couple weeks ago on the treadmill when I was happily surprised with a more serious topic than Stassi normally goes into. In this particular episode, she brought on a life coach who gave advice on working through anxiety, not letting others’ opinions get to you, and a simple method to understanding your place in the world. The life coach said that sometimes we get bogged down by other people’s expectations, and even our own expectations about how we think our lives should be going or how we should be dealing with things. (Raise your hand if you’re thinking, YEP, because I sure was.)

And then we get disappointed when life doesn’t go according to plan, or when we fall short in some way. So, she explained that we should all have a phrase to come back to when we’re feeling lost or out of sorts, no matter if it has to do with your personal life, work, relationships, or even just being stressed out in traffic. This phrase should be your home base, your reason for what you do and how you act in every situation and every second of the day.

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4 Things I’ve Realized Since Moving to Nashville

We’ve been in Nashville for just more than one week. This time last Tuesday, the moving crew we’d hired to unpack our Uhaul had already wrapped up their end of things, and John’s parents and my mom were heaven-sent as they helped us start ripping open boxes and finding places for everything to go.

Piper blending in with her new surroundings.
Piper blending in with her new surroundings.

The kitchen was especially tricky—my mom offered to pay the movers if they stopped bringing in kitchen boxes (and that was after we’d already pared down our combined kitchen stuff prior to moving). I’d estimate we had about 15 in all devoted to the kitchen. Yet, somehow, they made it work and, most importantly, fit. I say “they” because I can take no credit for any of that magic our moms worked in there; if it had been just John and I unpacking ourselves, I can guarantee there’d be at least nine kitchen boxes yet to unload.

Having grownup grownups there (I know I’m an adult but parents seem like realer adults) was such an amazing thing. Plus, they all got to meet for the first time since John and I began dating about two years ago. It was a long time coming, and I’m relieved that both of our parents know now we come from good people, something I’m sure they believed, but it’s nice to have had everyone meet finally.

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Real Talk & Overdue Easter Photos, Because Why Not?

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Hey. How’s it going? Been a long time. What’s new in your life?

No excuses here for my couple-week absence from the blog, just life and a little bit of laziness, to be completely honest, and some fatigue. I got caught up in the “rules” of blogging. Of course there aren’t any actual RULES to running a blog, but there are unspoken boxes one must check in order to consider oneself a Serious Blogger. Which, yeah, I totally want to be that!

So, there I’ve been the last few months: checking my page views and visitor counts daily, pushing new posts out on all social media fronts, maintaining a strict three-posts-a-week schedule, getting frustrated when numbers seemed to plateau.

I even started having that “blogger” tone in my writing. You know what I mean if you read lots of lifestyle or fashion blogs. Not everyone has it, but many do. It’s part holier-than-thou tone, mixed with a voice of the highest authority that, honestly, I don’t have. I don’t! I don’t know anything more about making salsa or picking a cute lipstick for my outfit than my neighbor Joe does. Okay I probably know more about lipstick than he does, but you get what I mean.

It’s this voice that commands, in my opinion, too much from readers. “Believe me, because I say so and because I’m the one whose name’s on this website.” That’s basically what I’ve been saying.

While I love to share and write about topics that I admire and adore and want to learn more about, it isn’t my responsibility to convince everyone else to be right there with me, admiring and adoring and learning, unless, you know, they want to. I started a blog to have my own creative forum where I can express my appreciation and curiosity for health and food and personal style and beauty and traveling and LIFE and creativity itself.

You know what one of the biggest dampers to creativity is? It’s killing yourself trying to make people notice your creativity. If people want to come along on this adventure with me, that’s cool, but if they don’t, that’s fine too! (Or so I’m learning.) If one post I’m particularly proud of gets a weird low amount of views, I can’t let it get to me. If I forget to share a post on every social media account because I have a jam-packed day, I must stop the feeling that I’m failing. All those things are normal human emotions, sure, but in the realm of creativity, I’m realizing I need to be my own biggest optimist and erase the thoughts of “What if I fail?”

So anyway, here I am again. Back at it, with some random photos of me and John on Easter to go with this word-vomit post, because it’s my blog, and I can do what I want to (with humility and grace, of course).

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Dress: old, similar here // Heels: old, similar here // Necklace: ALSO old, similar here