secret sunday

1. i ate like 50 muffins at work today (ok, maybe not 50, but i ate a lot!)

2. when i'm nervous i bite the inside of my mouth.
3. i only sing for realsies when i'm in my car by myself. i always had the leads in plays. was recommended to my school choir but when i turned 16 i became self-conscious and failed the class because i would no longer sing in front of people.
4. i'm kinda obsessed with paranormal shows.
5. i had an ex in high school that was completely, deathly afraid of the real men in black.
6. my boobs are different sizes and it totally bugs me.

exhaustion

that's it. one word. if i could end this post with a title i would. i am so damn tired. i've been moving all week. using my massive triceps/biceps/something-or-other-ceps to move all my stuff to the new house.

tomorrow will be my first night in the new place. truthfully, I'M SCURRED! i moved out with my bad ex almost 3 years ago and that was scary. when i moved in with all my friends a week after my lease was over at the ex house i was excited. now i'm ready to hide and crawl into a ball. a little itty bitty little ball.

i think i'm just extremely scared of failing. failing at being an independent and responsible adult. and i can't fail. i will NOT move back into my parents house. that is a nonquestionable fact.

bottom line: i'm scared.

mmmbop

at 8 years old, my heart was deeply torn between taylor and zac. to say i was obsessed is an understatement. i had posters, stickers, books, cd's. my next door neighbor and i would even put on dance recitals for the whole neighborhood and our song of choice was mmmbop (and britney spears). we were entrepreneurs. we charged everyone a dollar.

anyway, i'm kinda obsessed with hashtag tswift's new song: we are never getting back together. so obviously i had to post about my obsession on facebook. well, sam 2 commented and posted this video...

and now i will obsess over this version. and possibly charge people a dollar to watch me dance to it in my front yard.

who was your favorite hanson?

union jack

i'm getting diy crazy up in this house! my first one is inspired by the dresser that sheridan at the southern eclectic did. i wanted to do a dresser but i have a walk in closet so i don't really have a need for one (oh, the life of me).

how awesome is that dresser? as much as i love the colors i wanted to go more subtle for my room. it's already hard for me to sleep at night and crazy colors would probably drive my brain crazy.

what i used:

- coffee table that my parents gave me instead of throwing it away.

- $2.94 sample of BEHR premium plus paint in fairway mist.

- $4.97 jar of martha living metallic paint in vintage gold.

- $1.51 paint brush (i used 2 so i didn't have to wash one before switching colors).

- masking tape

- sanding sponge

i bought 2 jars of the fairway mist. i only used one. little things can do big jobs too...ahem! so this project only cost me $11 bucks. not bad for a brand new coffee table.

i mapped out the british flag with masking tape (i would have used painter's tape but my dad didn't have any) then the painting began.

the gold on the top is the same as the gold on the bottom. it didn't photograph too well. i'm super stoked on the table though. i love that the legs look a bit like upside down bowling pins.

secret sunday

all photos

i just have 2 sunday secrets today and that is that i am the black sheep of my immediate family. it's a frustrating truth. nothing i was or am interested in has ever been taken seriously. yet, when it comes to my younger brother, they are willing to throw wads of cash his way so he can play any sport he wants.

i was a cheerleader and a dancer since i could walk. it was my life. and i was damn good at it. how many recitals/shows/competitions/practices did my parents go to? maybe...MAYBE 5. in 15 years. i was lucky if they would even drive me. i was always carpooling with other people. how many recitals/shows/competitions/practices have my parents gone to for my brother? all.

try to tell me dance and cheer aren't sports and i will glady roll my shoulders so you can hear my 80 year old back cracking.

second secret - i can relate to that last postcard.

what's your secret

DIY+FYEO

(do it yourself for your eyes only). i'm moving out on a tight budget but there are still so many things i want to do to make my house feel like a home. i did some research (quite possibly until 4am because when i think of something i have to look it up right then) and found these insanely cheap DIY projects. i plan on doing each project in those photos. with a few variations. i will share them with you as i go. i'm so excited to get my butt in my new house.

i owe a big thank you to a very good friend who has made this possible. and since i know he is a avid reader of this here blog (yes, boys like my shtuff too) i figured i'd give him a little shout-out. so thank you to my englishman. my british flag inspired coffee table is for you.

and here is my new little home. i love it!

do you lovely folks know of any insanely cheap and ridonculously awesome diy's?

riding giraffes in stilettos

hello lovelies! today i would like to introduce you to precious and jemily. i've been following their blog for over a year now. and they are hilarious. read my guest post on online dating rules at their blog.

one little sidenote: jemily is elle at skylarking nanny and she's awesome over there too.

Hello lovely readers of little. We are Precious and Jemily and blog over at Riding Giraffes in Stilettos. Today we are inspired by little's Secret Sunday, and we have a few confessions of our own. Recently we had a text-versation about our pet peeves with our other halves. The things they just don't get, like, at all. And you wish on stars that one day they'd wake up with a different style and would change all the things you hate, but at the end of the day you can't say anything (out loud) because it would just seem super-bitchy. And you may make them cry. Oh, and because you love them. That too.  If you have ever dated anyone ever, you KNOW what I am talking about...

Things we wish we could tell our boyfriends about ... Fashion:
Hiking boots? Really?
Those white patent leather kicks that I can see my face in are NOT happening babe. And they will never happen. People think I am walking around with my drug dealer.

Tying your jumper around waist makes you look like a parent at a school disco...Or worse...A pervert!

A blue top under a white shirt... Have we learned NOTHING???

You only have 5 pairs of underwear, REALLY? Explain

Fubu. Fubu underwear? For you by who now? I don't think they meant you honey.

If it has bobbles, or has shrunk in the wash, or it has a picture of the Flintstones on it... Throw it away...for reals

Things we wish we could tell our boyfriends about ... Failing at Life: 
You are not an African-American gangsta. And no matter how many episodes of The Wire you watch, you never will be. Sorry for you. Move on

Just because you got it as a gift does not mean you have to keep it forever. And ever...

Googling ways to grow weed, really? When I said do something productive today, I had higher hopes.

Saying "coolio" will never be "coolio". EVER!!

We love them. We promise. There is so much more but for fear of them stumbling across this blog and dumping our asses, we shall refrain. SO, what do you really wish you could tell your other half?

x Precious (the one who's boyfriend dresses like a gangsta and aspires to make his money illegally)  and Jemily (the one who's boyfriend dresses for function, not fashion and says "coolio" a lot) .

and precious and jemily.

national cheeseburger-skinny-dipping day

abercrombie flannel: 7 years old // le petit prince shirt: brandy melville // leopard print leggings: f21 // wedges: bakers // necklace/ring: h&m

did you celebrate? i may have not ordered a big juicy cheeseburger but i did celebrate an ordinary day with some extraordinary people. i didn't really plan on the day being a fabulous one. i left my house at 5pm to see some apartments in long beach and what do ya know? i found one. i will be moving my stuff in for the next week. i'm so excited and so ready.

charlotte and i had planned to go to bj's again when she got off but a turn of events took us bowling. i suck at bowling. suck may or may not be a complete understatement. it also doesn't help that i have to wear the child's size bowling shoes so they are clownlike with velcro. jealous yet?

anyway, we met up with the valets from her work and one of the valet's girlfriends. it was a ton of fun. it also helped that one of the valets was gorgeous. we drank about 2 pitchers of newcastle between the 2 of us. then after bowling me, charlotte, hot valet, and baron valet (rival high school peer) headed to main street for more drinking.

it was a night of firsts that's for sure! after drinking we went down to the water and a) for the first time in 7 years, i went in the water in my part of the ocean, b) for the first time i went in the water at night, and c) for the first time i went skinny dipping butt naked. it was amazing!

happy national cheeseburger-skinny-dipping day!

and then he said it was free!

last thursday i texted charlotte when i got off worked and demanded that we grab a drink. i hardly get to see her since we both work all the gosh darn time.

so we went to bj's because it's close to her work and i needed a pizookie in my life. we ordered beers and eventually i couldn't hold my craving back any longer. i didn't just wanted a pizookie. i needed a pizookie. charlotte wouldn't share with me so i got a mini, with extra ice cream of course. when the bartender (ryan) gave us our check he told me it was on the house! oh hell yeah!

charlotte went back to bj's tonight and he was there. he was "super flirty" with her and gave her a hug. as long as i keep getting free pizookie's i give this guy a thumbs up. what can i say, i'm easy to please.

if you have never enjoyed a pizookie in and around your face, you're missing out.

hermit falls

i now present you with the photos of the hike rofl and i went on. i didn't get to jump due to the fact that i am forgetful and left my ear plugs in the car (yes, i'm that cool kid that needs ear plugs).

we went on wednesday so there were hardly any people there. the hike down was awesome. there were these little cabins that looked like they could have been the seven dwarves summer homes. the doors were tiny! tooooo tiny. i hung out in the small pool at the top (cool kid alert again). next time, ear plugs.

hermit falls from fontana (aka fontucky, rofl's home): take the 210E and exit on santa anita and go north. go up the mountain (it says 5 miles but it feel much further) till you reach a dead end at chantry flats. you can park for free in the dirt before the parking lot or park for 5 bucks in the actual parking lot.

getting to the falls: take the trail on the right (if you are facing up the mountain). that part of the trail is paved. you get to a tiny fork where you can stay on the paved trail or go on a dirt one. dirt it is. when you get to another fork (by the dam and tiny cabins) you will go to the right. hop across another dam and keep falling the trail all the way down to the little falls. there are 2 places to jump, one is incredibly high, the other isn't so bad.

week in review

1. my last meal at the restaurant on the night that i quit. now i know how jesus felt.
2. my favorite manager's awesome h&m bow-tie. i seriously need to start building a collection of bow-ties.
3. on my way to rofl's for our awesome waterfall adventure.
4. the drive up to the falls. the right side of that road was a sheer cliff. i thought i was gonna die. we were so high you could see space...not.
5. my favorite spot at the falls. super peaceful up there. i loved it and kinda felt like wendy...with bright red hair.
6. random midnight painting. if you know the quote, i love you.
7. my outfit on saturday.
8. eating in n' out in my car before my 11pm-7am shift. the only enjoyable part of the night.
9. halfway through the shift, ready to die. but at least my nail color rocks.

fanciest part of your week?

fashionary

 

it's like dictionary, but fashion. how cute is this little book. i may not be in design but i'd love to have one of these for my bookshelf or future coffee table. for those that are fashion design savvy this book is like a one-stop shop (measurements, brand names, templates, etc.).

secret sunday

1. big has a girlfriend now and i'm sincerely happy for him.

2. i've probably said this before but i still sneak food into my room. can't stop me! won't stop me!
3. i hate living at home.
4. one time i bit into a strawberry and there was a worm. now i refuse to eat strawberries unless they are sliced.
5. i love when ice cream is a little old and a little chewy, especially drumsticks.
6. if i could move anywhere in the world and just pay for my plane ticket (one-way) i would do it in a heartbeat.
7. i should have gone to costa rica.

what's your secret on sunday?