Glamour girl, @badgleymischka girl. #nyfw (Taken with Instagram)
I’m so obsessed.
I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits. — F. Scott Fitzgerald, Flappers and Philosophers (via victoriaelyse)
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I long for another adventure like the one that found me in the mountains of Tennessee last weekend. I was on a retreat with Campus Outreach and while there were some amazing talks and some wonderful worship I found God the most there while we were white water rafting the Ocoee River.
I was scared before we even set foot in the water. I didn’t think I would be able to keep up and I was convinced I was going to fall out of the raft but thanks to a great raft guide neither were true. At first I was so nervous that I wouldn’t let my focus shift from how I held my paddle and just how sharp the rocks around us looked but as I became more comfortable and sure of myself and our guide, I took a moment to look around and what I found was breath-taking.
Trees rose up on either side of the river and created a shield around us, the freezing cold water seemed to rush straight on to the mountain that towered almost in front of us, and the moving water created a calming mountain symphony. God was and is in all of it. The water would splash up and cover the right side of my body and before the cold of it could really set in the sun would warm and dry me.
When we returned to dry land and went back to our cabin we all changed into dry clothes and then, exhausted, everyone laid on the ground in the sun and just soaked it in. I could easily spend every day like that.
He knew why he wanted to kiss her. Because she was beautiful. And before that, because she was kind. And before that, because she was smart and funny. Because she was exactly the right kind of smart and funny. Because he could imagine taking a long trip with her without ever getting bored. Because whenever he saw something new and interesting, or new and ridiculous, he always wondered what she’d have to say about it—how many stars she’d give it and why.
— Rainbow Rowell, Attachments
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Never love anybody who treats you like you’re ordinary.
Finding the line between being obsessed with fashion and not being materialistic is such a struggle. For me, at least. I spend time searching through ebay for the best deals on clothes and such that I love and I don’t even have a job or money to pay for anything. So then I’m snapped back to the life that I long for where I live with only the necessities. It’s a balancing act.
But if anyone wants to contribute to my fashion/tattoos/concerts fund then I won’t fight you