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Finding Me

Finding Me

Since beginning college I’ve learned a lot about myself. How I act, what I like, who I like, why I act the way I do, etc. These realizations have helped me become a better person towards others and myself, and I’ve grown tremendously. But as of late I haven’t been feeling that such growth has translated into my wardrobe. I have some tunics, a lot of heels, some dresses, skirts and such but nothing that yells “THIS IS ME!”

Now I’m changing that one step at a time. I recently took part in Hollister’s $25 Jeans Sale to expand my “wearable” jeans collection from four to six. (In reality I currently have 10 pairs of jeans from eight, but like all women I have my faves. These Hollister jeans have just joined the pack.) I also brought a new pair of heels and flats to match them and some flats to match my older heels from Charlotte Russe. Target and Ross are also particularly close, so I’ve brought a skirt or two and some blouses from them, but before this closet conquest began I had to plan.

First I needed to figure out where I was going– like I do before I take on any major task. I looked at my lifestyle and decided what I wanted my wardrobe to look like. Now part one is a bit harder on revamping your wardrobe because you discover a lot of new styles, and you want them all. The key here is to be practical. Take a good look at your life and be honest– if you don’t go to an abundance of weddings or the likes and you prefer your time with your children, than you probably don’t need an abundance of dresses. Believe me it’s hard when you see all the “A-line this” and “pencil that’s” that would look terrific for that one time you had to go to that one thing, but take it from me it’s a waste of money. I had already started a board on Pinterest with styles and full outfits I admired on other ladies, so when I reviewed those I just looked for what style filled the majority of my board. (If you don’t own a Pinterest 1) get one because it’ll change your life and 2) don’t fret because you can easily use magazines and blogs to find styles you like.) I found that the majority of my board consisted of everything pencil dress/skirt related for work/formal attire and a simple jean, top and shoes look for my more casual lifestyle. My board also included quite a bit of gowns and A-line vintage dresses, but again we have to remember to be practical when revamping our closets, so those won’t be on the purchase list just yet.

Once I had settled on what I wanted my closet to look like I began purchasing the required items for said project. I started at Ross, Charlotte Russe and of course Victoria Secret– you can’t revive your wardrobe and leave your undies out to dry…they needed a makeover too. I chose Ross because it’s really easy to find cute tops for really cheap and as a college student this is a must. However, everything that glitters ain’t gold, so Charlotte Russe was my store for the more naturally fragile things like scarfs and heels because quality ALWAYS beats quantity. Victoria Secret has been my go to for all things “unmentionable” for a while now, I just hadn’t acquired the amount of undergarments I’d like (i.e. my bra game needed some help.) I went to other stores too like JustFab, Amazon and Target; but those were my staple stores.

Now I found that the best way to shop is in pairs, that is in outfits. When I was younger I would go into a store and pick a top from here, a bottom from there, those cute shoes over there, or maybe that sweater/hoodie there and be on my way. (Mind you none of these things matched, and I often had to go home and play the memory game with my closet to make outfits out of new and “gently used” clothes.) This fiasco went on for a while until my friend’s mom sat us down to chat about shopping:

“When you buy clothes, always pay for what you get. If you buy cheap and get bad quality it’s your own fault… Always buy outfits together. Get the top, the bottom and the shoes together– if you don’t already have something at home– that way you know what you can wear it with.”

This tidbit of information stuck with me all these years, so when it was time to shop I brought outfits just how she had taught me. It would seem like a simple resolve to buy whole outfits instead of just pieces, but common sense isn’t so common.

My wardrobe is now slowly coming together– I have a minor shopping problem, so maybe slowly isn’t the word– but I’m starting to wake up and put together fabulous outfits with little to no effort. I just received three packages today; one with shoes, one with a jacket and another with a DVD. (That last one is for my midterm I promise.) The heels are cobalt blue and the flats are blue, blush and a hot pink. I’ve been waiting for them for a week, so I’m really excited to finally be able to wear them. It’s kind of hard to explain, but there’s this exhilarating feeling I get from turning my purchases into fab outfits that scream “THIS IS ME!”


Note: Some blogs I’ve read say that you also need to find your color scheme. That means that you choose a family, or families, of colors and purchase according to that group. I’m all for having the staple nude colors, but I don’t know if I’d say I have go to colors. I have a lot of corals and blues, but not on purpose, and I barely wear either of them. I just buy what I like when I see it. I feel that if you’re purchasing individual items, than having a color scheme for your closet is good so you know that you have something at home to match it. However, if you have an abundance of neutral clothes and/or you buy your clothes as outfits (and not individual pieces) you should have no problem. 🙂


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Posted by on February 18, 2015 in Be Yourself


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1 out of 100

1 out of 100


I’m a WOMAN! It’s something I’ve been waiting for since I was 15– you know that stage were you only have 3 years until you’re “grown”, you know everything, and bugs still make you squeal. Yep. I’d been waiting for it, and now that I’m turning 21 I’m ready to hit the pause button and embrace womanhood. Now with great titles come great responsibility, and I’ve taken them on willingly.

As a woman I have the right to pay bills, vote, be equally employed, laugh, shed tears, go crazy, go to war, stay at home, raise a family, get a degree, argue, and eat chocolate– my favorite. This new age of adulthood comes with a lot of rights, including the one to love myself and sometimes not even want to look at myself, and as a woman I’m accepting that more with each fleeting day.  And I find that as I accept I won’t always like what reflects in the mirror, my days get easier and my love grows stronger.

The CIA says there’s about 107 men to every 100 women. That means that seven lucky men are going to have to make that sacrifice and take on an extra wife– and I think my boyfriend got the luck of the draw. (Now I’m neither for or against polygamy… my stance is whatever makes you happy. Just don’t ask me to share. So I’m not saying he has a second girlfriend, but with my new found right he may feel like he does. )

From day to day I wake up thinking about who I want to be.  For as many faces and colors are in that photo, I wake up in the mood of each one. Some days I’m silly, others I’m philosophical. Some days I’m Aubrey, and others I’m Pink. (My boyfriend’s right is to figure out which I am from second to hour and act accordingly.)  I use to think there was a problem with my flip  in characters; like by some divine law I was restricted to one personality for the rest of my life– and some of that may have been because of the all the movies I watch. Aside from Miss Congeniality not many movies/shows I grew up with portrayed that a girl could be glamorous and adventurous. So when I found myself changing out of jeans and a tee with hopes of embracing the mascara and sandals the next day, I thought I just didn’t know who I was.

Now six years later… I see that I always have, and that a lot of people like it. Gone are the days where I look to my glamour girls and sigh because their makeup is intrusive and I’m not even sure what it’s called. Gone are the days where the dawn of a new school year brings about the decision to either be girly or athletic. I’m going to be comfortable! And that’s the only decision that truly matters. As long as you’re comfortable in what you wear, look presentable, and use all hygienic measures you’re good to go.

I can’t pinpoint when I made this realization. I know being in a sorority where there are a variety of girly athletes and glamour girls has helped, but most of it I would say was accepting and maturing. Accepting that maybe  Whitney was on to something when she sang “I’m Every Woman”, and maturing into my own skin without over comparing myself to my peers. My mom tells everyone I love wearing pants– but that doesn’t mean I can’t own a couple hundred dresses.

Caitlin Moran said it best:

“When a woman says, ‘I have nothing to wear!’, what she really means is, ‘There’s nothing here for who I’m supposed to be today.”



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Posted by on July 28, 2014 in Be Yourself


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A child’s laugh

A child’s laugh

Last night I had one of the best moments of my 20 years of living. It didn’t involve shopping, or my boyfriend, or any of the usual aspects women of my age worry so much about.
It was the embracing of my inner child.
Now don’t get me wrong, I watch Disney movies just as much as any other 3- year- old, but last night was a different kind of inner child. It started off like a regular night. I went to bible study, and once we had ended the study with a closing prayer a little person called for my attention. Because I’m so use to the call, I didn’t hesitate to answer it. It was one of my beloved princesses waiting to tell me about how she was getting her hair done for school (she’s like 4 or 5, so hairstyles shouldn’t be a big problem at her age, but more on that later.) Anyway, we talk and she asked to play a game on my tablet. (Here I have to include that because I’m so use to having kids around me, I have at least 4 child friendly games on my tablet and phone. You can never be too prepared.) I let her have my tablet and sat down with her to watch her play the classic game of Tic-Tac Toe, but as she started to play a little boy came up and wanted to play too. I allowed the two to play the game together and before I blinked twice I was surrounded by 4 children competing in a game of Connect Four. They cheered each other on, accepted their loses humbly, and moved through my collection of kids games with ease.
No surprise right? Kids are attracted to electronics like ants to an outdoor picnic. And that’s true, but there was one kid in the group who wasn’t playing: a fifth child who simply enjoyed cheering and encouraging their peers. It was me. I completely embraced the moment and enjoyed the group of youngsters hovering over my tablet figuring out the game of Pac Man. I cheered and got just as rowdy as them, and I won’t apologize for it. See when the little princess had called for my attention, I was bee lining for the door and on my way home (perks of living across the street from your church).

I didn’t want to talk.

I didn’t want to smile or hug.

I just wanted to get home to talk to my boyfriend. 

It was the call of innocence that made me decide to stay a bit longer, but I tell you she helped me more than she knows. That night I left the church uplifted and energized because I had relaxed and stopped worrying. I embraced the child in me with a group of Pre-K through 2nd grade kids, and while their parents and church goers looked over to see what the excitement was all about I looked up at the adults from my spot on the floor with a smile that only those kids could share.

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Posted by on July 23, 2014 in Be Encouraged, Be Yourself


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Every year we make new resolutions and every New Year, we find them broken and forgotten. So this year, to save myself the disappointment, I didn’t make one. I’m just going to live my life to the best of my ability. I’m going to do what I love, and love the way I do it.

Now, you may see that statement as a resolution in itself, but I see it as freedom.

      “The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can’t be any large-scale revolution until there’s a personal revolution, on an individual level. It’s got to happen inside first.”

-Jim Morrison

   This quote represents the reasoning behind my “non-resolution”. A resolution is the process of resolving something, like a problem. If I chose to resolve a part of myself, I may loose one of the most important aspects of who I am. I am an outgoing, crazy person. If I decide to tone it down, I don’t even know who I would be. I love who I am, flaws and all. I can make improvements, but I am not going to center a whole year around changing how God made me. It’s not fair to myself, or society. (Depriving the world of moi seems cruel and unusual.)

   Then, you have to worry about what there is to really be resolved? Or what is worth resolving? What I may consider a resolution, you may not. Most resolutions, I find, are meant to better one’s appearance in the eyes of another. To have a makeover. Get in shape. Become successful. All these resolutions are examples of things that are subject to the approval of society. What is the appropriate size for an individual? Is it plump and curvy? Is it slim? Or toned? Is success measured by the job you have by the end of this year? Or how many children you can claim on your taxes? With resolutions, come the burden of society. Yet, with freedom, comes endless possibilities.

    This time next year, I don’t know what accomplishments I will have made. What I do know, is that those accomplishments will be the result of perseverance, determination, and great adventures. I will have done all I can to improve who I am, and I will have done it on my own terms. I don’t have any guidelines. I have no step-by-step videos, or books. I just have my imagination, my words, my friends, my family, and a year of unexplored fields. So I’m going to let the winds blow, spread my wings, and see where I will have landed in a year.

Let the Adventures Begin,


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Posted by on January 12, 2014 in Be Yourself


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