DOING THEM AS WE SPEAK OK someone already requested the black CK jeans in the picture below, studs are coming in this week in silver & gold bulk packages and i got bleach on deck. gonna make me da cutest shorts ever (and u guys)
I’m going to make an etsy of everything! That way once I have up what ive already made people can get an idea or ask for a pair that’s already been made just in their size!
Heading to the thrift shop now to pick up more denim! Anyone that’s interested in a pair of high waisted shorts please message me the following info!
Denim color: (light wash, medium, dark, black, any)
Waistline measurements: (measure around your waist right around your belly button area, or if you know your Wsize give me that)
After I get the denim we can discuss the customizations you want, I.e. gold studs, silver studs, destroying them, and bleach options.
Absolutely! I’m going to be making all sorts of sizes, but if you’d like to message me your size and preferences for what styles you like, feel free to do so and I can make you a custom pair! :)
It’s kind of hard for me to answer this. Well I guess it really isn’t, but I don’t really know how to! Like I said in my previous response I’m not the type who can go and have casual sex with someone I’ve just met, or someone that I know nothing about. I’ve only ever been able to do it with one person, and there has never been any attachments that have come from it, it’s just a strictly physical thing and we both know and appreciate it for what it is! It’s nice, because you get to satisfy yourself and someone else and I find I actually am a lot less self-conscious, you just have nothing held against you and no expectations going into it. You don’t have to say anything, or you can say whatever you’d like, you can try new things and you just don’t feel judged. I think it’s a healthy thing for someone to have if both of the people understand the boundaries, what they want out of it and what they don’t. If you can agree on that then ugh it’s a blessing, I swear it is. I’d prefer it someone you know, it doesn’t have to be someone you’re close to, but you have to be so so so careful, especially with strangers which is why I can’t do that, your health always needs to be your first priority. Make sure that person, or try at least, doesn’t sleep around very often, not to bash on them if they do because it’s their life and sex can be just a strictly physical thing and nothing should be wrong with that, but you don’t want to find yourself in trouble health-wise or sexually. Make sure it’s someone you’re pretty comfortable around. Mind you, the guy I have a casual thing with is stupidly attractive to me and in any other type of setting I feel like I would feel completely small and like the ugliest thing on the planet haha. But I think that desire and attraction is important, too. The point of it all is to enjoy yourself and to be comfortable doing it. Just knowing that it’s a casual thing makes me so much easier on myself, a lot more outgoing, and I just let things go and go with it.
Eep baby I am so constantly changing that it’s hard to say many specific things that can hold my attention and happiness for long! But truthfully, what I’ve found has kept me happy, light and balanced has been a complete and utter change of my mental lifestyle. I started getting really heavily into yoga and my spirituality, reading a lot of books and articles about the Self and how to achieve and master it, and just embracing how powerful your mind really truly is. About two years ago when I went through a break up it completely destroyed me. I was moping about it for months, and though I’m sure it has a lot to do with the fact that it was two different people and perhaps two different relationships, my past break up (which I was left, in a pretty careless way) I handled my grief and pain so much healthier. I refused to see sadness as a weakness or something that was unhealthy, and I learned to channel it into getting myself into a work out schedule, a gym membership, working on sculpting and molding the body I have into the body I want. It’s really just such an empty shell of our conscious selves and it’s so possible to transform and define it however you’d like. It might sound a little too appearance-oriented but I think being comfortable in your own body gets rid of a lot of that sadness from break ups that you feel you might never discover anyone new. I choose to see life gently and treat it that way.
I read a lot, and I’ve found in the past and especially today it’s been a huge factor in helping me through things that would normally tear me apart. There is this book I’m currently reading (dissecting basically) called “On Love” by Alain de Botton, and let me tell you I am the type of person who loves too heavily. I love in a way I think that overwhelms a lot of people, and a lot of people love very shallow-y nowadays, not everyone mind you, and I’ve also discovered through my last relationship that just not everyone loves the same. Some gestures can inflict love on someone and it could mean hardly a thing at all to someone else. I think it’s important to be with someone who loves the way you do, with the intensity that you do, so that you never feel misunderstood or like you are too overbearing. It’s like a language barrier if you cannot communicate the love you want to give to someone, knowing that they aren’t fully comprehending it or maybe not at all will just leave you feeling empty, and quiet about your love. And it’s not something to be quiet about. But anyways, this book by Botton has been my fucking bible, literally. I carry it around everywhere with me, I have pages dog-eared, things underlined, written in margins, I’m completely sucking it dry of everything it owns because through this book I honestly feel like I’m understood. And that’s so silly because the author has no idea who I am, and did not write this book in any way for me, but I feel that when I’m reading it I relate to it so often and find myself having thought nearly everything that’s there, and it’s basically just a guy who falls in love with this girl, and is completely over-analytical about every phase of the relationship, silently. It’s just all of his thoughts and over analyzations and despairs and it’s just an incredibly moving book to me. Books that you can lose or more importantly find yourself in I feel can make a huge difference on the way you perceive yourself, because the way you are or feel is never anything to be ashamed of.
I am that cozy girl, I find happiness so easily in curling up with down blankets in a chilly room and watching movies with Ryan Gosling or Channing Tatum to just ache over. I like being a homebody sometimes, blogging, watching my shows, making hot chocolate or chai tea lattes, reading Cosmo (guilty 4real), taking a bubble bath, finding new music to touch places no other music has. Gentle things like that. I think it’s important to treat yourself lightly like that. Buy some candles. Clean your room, paint your nails, make a homemade facemask, pamper yourself. Everyone needs those princess nights okay.
I think that a lot of my happiness also stems from the fact that I put my love into things so easily and quickly, and leave them just the same. I adopt so many hobbies constantly over the days, just yesterday I was out with my mom and we walked past all of these outdoor flowers for sale and I decided I wanted to plant a garden. I’ve never gardened before, I know nothing about flowers, but now I just have this obsession and craving and need to learn as much as I can, and let it consume me. I’ve been making high wasted shorts, occasionally I’ll spend hours on a single sketch, or weeks making different homemade cupcakes for each one, just indulging. I’ll make bracelets, I learned to knit over the holidays, and like I said before I’ve gotten into yoga and a lot of spiritual things. I don’t know. I just think it’s vital to suck the richness out of life wherever you can find it. Not to get too attached, to be selfish with it, to draw from it what you need and let it go in an instant when you’ve gotten from it all you can. To change your mind. To try things out. To kiss cute boys. To appreciate and realize that the mind is everything and everything is your mind.
Sometimes I think everyone faces some weakness when it comes to relationships or interests in that it’s easy to find ourselves losing our sense of nurturing and taking care of ourselves. We lose that in other people. And to an extent it’s okay. But I also think that while we’re young it’s crazy to try and hold yourself down too seriously, unless that person is in fact healthy for you and the two of you are other-worldly happy together, I’d never deny that. But after being broken up with, even just within the first few days of being a miserable little thing, I remember thinking to myself why the hell are you letting this happen? You’re 20, you’re going to be 21 this summer, no boy has ever been turned-off or opposed to the way you look even if you are constantly comparing yourself to who you find better than yourself, you have the opportunity to go out and meet people and feed on them and let them feed on you and just gain knowledge and experience that is so essential to leading a full life that it’s insane. A lot of people look down on things like casual sex and it’s not something I’ll ever understand, too often people are labeled as a “slut” or a “whore” for engaging in something that’s just so strictly physical and pleasurable, and that seems asinine to me. Sex can be so deliciously physical and emotional, it all depends what you make it, what you want from it, what you bring to it. But having a casual thing with someone, with no obligations, without having to wake up and love that person, being able to enjoy yourself and such a natural and great feeling and going home to the comfort of your own bed afterward - mind you being safe about it ok no gross guys/girls you couldn’t trust doing things with. I couldn’t hook up with a random stranger, I couldn’t sleep with someone after a first date with them, but I don’t think it’s wrong to let yourself experience what you want to, without attachments, without grief, without guilt, without expectations. To embrace your body and discover someone elses in the rawest context. I think it’s incredible, and so ridiculously healthy if you handle it in the right ways. There are millions of cute boys out there okay, go after them. Stop holding yourself back. Especially ones you so rarely see, or may never see again. Just find confidence from somewhere dig it up and let it burst even if it’s just for a few seconds or you feel incredibly foolish afterwards. I’ve never once regretted it.
I don’t know man. I just really am a happy person and it has a lot to do with the things I’ve taught myself over the past year, the things I’ve learned from heartache, the things I’ve learned from being my own friend, taking care of myself, to dealing with losses, physically and emotionally. I guess all I can really say is embrace whatever comes to you, and what doesn’t, go after it. Don’t let things go if you want them. Pursue a new hobby. Don’t worry about talent or competition. Work on your body the way you want to. Get it to how you want it to be. Grow into the person you want to become, it doesn’t need to be some sort of wish you have for yourself because you can do it right now. Surround yourself with babes, with good company, get rid of shitty friends even if it means having none left. Spend time with yourself. Ugh just do everything.
Ugh, absolutely not sugar plum. When my dog was put down the first few days I cried so often that I got physically sick multiple times from it. I cried even when I didn’t even have the energy to cry anymore. I’d end up with whopping migraines and swollen eyes and a sore throat. I know what the pain of losing an animal is like, especially for people like me who hold them in our hearts as close as any member of our family. They’re always there for you and they’re the closest things you have, nonjudgmental, always there to come home to, they’re just a comfort. To lose that is to lose part of yourself. Cry when you need to okay? Don’t let people give you shit for holding your pets so highly. The day my dog was put down I got his name tattooed on my wrist. A lot of people find that ridiculous. I have never regretted it a day so far, every time I think of him I am just happy that I still have him with me somehow.
