#realtalk

So this is a post that I've been both wanting to write and 'taking out the trash after a week' dreaded. So I'm just gonna spill it out and tell you how I honestly feel on this subject and if you get angry or hurt or disagree, feel free to leave it all it the comments.

Plus, here's a new picture of our faces :)

This is the subject of my long standing blogger torment: boys.

Though I would love to have met Calvin while we were infants, and adorable cuddled best friend loved him into adulthood and marriage- this was sadly not the case. I didn't meet Calvin until I had been through some hardships. First world hardships of course, like not getting asked to a dance, and cheated on, and maybe even arrested? (another story for another time). But at the time they were HUGE deals to me and I feel like they impact me a lot to this day so I wanted to share them and get everything all out there because I want this to be a place of honesty and camaraderie and you can't do that when you're only showing the shiny glossy outsides.

I also want to preface all of this by saying this is my personal opinion on a very personal subject, an opinion which would surely differ from person to person, relationship to relationship. Everyone is different. But this is the advice I would give my kids, and it's been advice I've thought I had to share for a while, so here goes. 

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Don't date whishy-washy, confused people.


Whishy-Washy adjective
1.lacking in decisiveness; without strength or character; irresolute.

For me, this more specifically meant Christian Musicians. I found that they are very conflicted in nature. Musicians generally want the spotlight- crave the adoration of their words or notes falling on appreciating ears. Christians, by nature, should want to shine the spotlight on a higher source. Combine the two, throw in teenaged hormones and you can have a very emotionally volatile mix. In my experience, they will be a heated frustrated mass of ego and good intentions and sin and self hatred and disappointment and inspiration. And they will (unintentionally) try their hardest to take you down with them. Confusion and frustration are contagious, especially when the heart is concerned. They are usually hopeless romantics and will try so hard to promise you the world, but at the end of the day they are more important to them than you are. Their career and their reputation and in the end, their happiness. (It may be very different for people of this title at different ages, but I am referencing only people of my general age- the 17-25 group, I would say).


If you do find yourself in the position of falling over this boy (or girl), be careful. And if you find yourself in the position of already loving this person and being loved in return and not having any of the aforementioned problems, tell me to shove it. Because you might totally be the kind of woman (or man) who can deal with this. You may be strong and confident and have you almost all the way figured out and if that's the case, you can just let my words float right away. But I wasn't that girl, at that age. I was kind of a wreck. My head and heart was a knotted mess of hope and rebellion. It ached for approval and commitment. It ached for a rock to stand on, even though it had one all along. I was search search searching for a way to be desirable when I was loved beyond measure from the beginning. And I had to be straight up devastated before understanding that.

So my advice is, if you are a girl who wants to be adored, who isn't particularly confident or masterfully skilled, who is awkward in social surroundings, unsure at best, self loathing at worst- do NOT date this type. Don't. Just save yourself the heartache. It took me yeeeeaaarrrs of frustration during what should have been a really fun and memorable time in my life to figure this out but I am so glad I did. I found a best friend in Calvin that I never knew was possible. The best kind of best friend ^_^ And I'm never looking back.

But if you are that girl and are already hopelessly in like over a boy who doesn't give your feelings the time of day- that boy whose words and actions never match up but you're so sure he has a good heart and doesn't mean it when he rips yours to pieces, do yourself a favor- forget about him. You are helping no one by putting yourself in harm's way. That is the biggest piece of advice that I wish someone would have given me (not that I would have listened heh). I always thought I was helping, that I would be the one to solve everyone's pain and hold their broken hearts together, but I finally realized that that wasn't healthy and that it wasn't possible, either. That in the end it would just exhaust me and tear down my spirit. Instead, focus on you and strengthening the good relationships you have going already. Strengthen your hobbies and interests- work on making your heart full and strong until a boy who will treasure it comes along. Because trust me, he will. (And it'll be no fun dealing with all of your emotional baggage from those mistakes once he does.)


So if you're a boy who is stringing along a girl for any reason- so as not to hurt her feelings, to satiate your ego, or to have a 'safety net' girl to fall back on, you are making a terrible freaking mistake. That girl is daughter to a King and she deserves to be honored as one. So, there's my spiel. Hope it wasn't too offending. But if it is, this is my blog, to be filled with my thoughts- not just pretty pictures :)


I hope you have a lovely day. And I genuinely hope you write me if you feel you have something to say on this subject. We're here to talk to each other, after all.


All the Best,
Grace Elizabeth.

What's in a name?

Ever since I was a kid, I've had a love/hate relationship with the name my parents gave me. Growing up hanging out with my older brother and nearly constantly being outside, I was a bit of a tom-boy. I preferred bike riding and running in fields and playing imaginary games with my neighbor than playing dolls or dress up. Games with Indians and wolves and amazonian jungles. This has been a huge factor in my definition. So when it came to my name: Grace Elizabeth- I always thought it sounded a little sissy. I tried to appreciate the meaning behind it, but the title always sounded a little like someone who belongs in a royal court, not fighting crime in the mean streets, or exploring long lost Egyptian tombs.

When I got older, this feeling only grew. My teen years were not unlike the middle ages- dark and smelly. Haha, okay maybe not smelly but I did wear a lot of dark clothing and always tried to project this tough confidence. I was so awkward around people I didn't know, and so afraid of getting hurt that I always felt like I had to defend myself. It was my thing. In our group of friends there was the pretty one, the smart one, the funny one and I tried my hardest to be the tough one. Not to mention at this time I was a motorcycle/ dirtbike aficionado (and have the scars to prove it :P). And my fancy shmancy name never really fit that image. No matter what I did, "Grace" still conjured images of ballerinas and glittery
floating angels to people, and I hated it. 

It wasn't until I got married and truly feel safe that I've begun let go of this outlook. I've always chose cool over pretty. Which of course is not a bad thing in and of itself, but once me and Calvin got together I've finally been able to relax about what other people think of me. I realized I had been projecting that image out of fear and anger over being hurt in the past. Fake bravery is only leather jacket clad skin deep. I still love tattoos and rad hair (even though mine has become long and boring now heh) but now I finally feel comfortable wearing cutsey vintage dresses and working with a more saturated color scheme. No longer do I have to constantly be on edge, ready to defend myself. I'm part of a team now. And with that, I've also realized that you can have both. You can fight zombies by day and wear ball gowns by night- you can be both tough and feminine. Armed with this knowledge, I hope to carve out a whole new definition for 'brutal'. It doesn't have to be a bunch of hurt kids hurting, but a bunch of people, aware of the beauty in their design and the flaws of their heart and out to make a difference all the same.

In letting go of that self consciousness, I've also really come to appreciate my name.

What a gift I've been given, to be named after something so beautiful. 

What an amazing reminder everyday of why I am alive. I hope and aim to be a reminder to others as well- it isn't always easy though (especially when you get cut off in traffic, flipped off by the driver, and spat on like I did this morning D:) but it is always worth it. Kindness and graciousness may work in mysterious, quiet ways, but like the butterfly effect dictates, it may have huge life changing results to someone else.

So I urge you today, like I urge myself daily- be kind today, live up to your name.

Whether you be a friendly Emily, a loving Amanda, a lively Chloe-

or in the case your name means bald man, or he who smells like butt, 

you can borrow my meaning if you'd like :P

All the best,

Grace Elizabeth.

Mix and enjoy! :D

Not the only way to have a lovely Saturday night of course, but one of our favorites hehe. 

The shoes I was wearing (though you can't really see them in these photos) were these: Kloe Wedge Booties and my new freaking favorites! Oh my gosh, I die :D

Have a good one, readers :)

All the best,

Grace Elizabeth.

Coffee Date

Well, actually more of a hot cocoa, fruit and cheese, caramel macchiato and parfait date night, but it's whatev :P After Calvin's kempo class, we went to our same 'ol favorite Starbucks/ Barnes and Noble. Man, I love that place. We went specifically to pick up Chuck Palahniuk's new book, "Damned". Can't wait to read it!

I was reminded it came out today by Ms. Kaylah at The Dainty Squid in this post. It's so funny how exactly similar our taste in books is! :D Especially considering Chuck Palahniuk is a little sick heh. She's such a cool lady. AND we found this crazy freaking adorable mini adopt-a-yeti!! 

:DDD How insane is that!! So cute! I'm bringing this guy with us everywhere, heheh. I am overly sentimental about the feelings of stuffed things by the way :P

While every night is a date night for us, it's still nice to go out and do things, even if it's as simple as books and a coffee shop. 

Love you forever, my heart <3

I hope you had a lovely night, however it was spent readers.

And I hope you have a beautiful tomorrow.

All the best,

Grace Elizabeth.

"Wild

and free, you've got no place to be."

Matt and Kim- Spare Change

While Calvin was away at his Kempo class yesterday, I got a chance to write and draw, sip iced coffee and listen to Matt and Kim on headphones while people-watching up a storm, heh.

It was nice. No laying in Yeti's arms in a comfy bed watching Netflix nice, but nice all the same.

Some time alone can be good. Or so they say, right? Oh codependence, you cruel mistress. :P

But eventually we were together again and

this little furry friend of ours wanted to say hello. :)

And I hope you have a good day,

because the truth is, you are unthinkably beautiful.

All the best,

Grace Elizabeth.

Cinematic

Well, it happened- our first snow here in Colorado! 

We woke up Saturday morning to a winter white world! I was so excited :D We spent the rest of that day inside- reading books and sipping chai tea and staying cozy warm. Of course, with it being Colorado, the sun came out later that afternoon and melted it all away before I could take outfit pictures in it! 

Today the snow was all gone, but it was definitely still chilly and crisp outside.

As a result of the new layout- these pictures have to be a little small.
Just click it to see the full image! :)

I got a chance to break out my new Modcloth dress and my favorite punky looking high laced boots from Target :D I freaking love these things. I also added a little silver bee pin to my belt as a homage to Summer- see you next year :) 

I was surprised to see these gorgeous flowers still a 'bloomin despite the cold! What a lovely juxtaposition :)

And of course, no movie date day would be complete without some smooching under the tree leaves :P

"Autumn is a second spring when every leaf's a flower."
- Albert Camus

We had such a nice day! I even feel almost prepared for another whole long work week. Almost :( *sigh*

Calvin also wanted me to included these two slightly ridiculous pictures haha:

In the right picture, I was talking to some hipster girl that was laughing at us cause we were taking pictures apparently? And the left I was tryin not to giggle when Yeti sat in a thorny rose bush and was freaking out a little :P Tehe. I hope you too had a weekend full of kishes and warmth and crisp fall/winter air. If not, I hope it's on it's way, cause there's nothing greater <3

All the best,

Grace.

Tiny Sparrows

“It doesn't hurt. Nothing hurts except the small smiles and blushes

that flash across the room like tiny sparrows.”

It has been a new dress even though it's too cold, hanging with friends until too late, sneaking photos in the bathroom before my camera dies, new favorite starbucks drink sipping, cuddle on my Yeti kind of night :)

All the best,

Grace.

Top quote― Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak

Lazy bloggin' :P

Oh sleeping in late, giggly sleepy kisses, yard sale shopping, teeny tiny adorable cabin renting, strolling through the city, shopping for rocks and minerals and soaps and jewelry, sweet little libraries, trees with scarves knitted all around them to keep them warm, matching hello kitty bandaids, swimming in freezing cold water, adorable floral bedspread, penny arcade, demonic monkey, plaid and leather camping outfit, sunny kisses and cuddelin, we miss you already :)

Keep our teeny one room cabin warm for us Manitou, see you soon <3

Delicious Downtown

Last night, Yeti took me on a fun little date downtown. We walked around in the lovely sunny weather, saw a bunch of beautiful flowers, and had some tasty unhealthy food :) Downtown is just dripping with history and richness. Aside from the majorly touristy areas, I really love it.

I also love it there because there are people doing something all the time. My city is safe and quiet, but pretty darn dull when you get down to it. In parts like this though, there seems to be a sense of liveliness and commotion. And really beautiful landscaping! :)

Most of these pictures were taken at the historic Pioneer Museum. While, to be honest, I don't find pioneers of Colorado terribly interesting, it still is such a cool opportunity to see things of age and story. I love being able to look up and see buildings that people generations ago also looked upon, while living a completely different way of life.

I wore: a teal and black native patterened Billabong dress, Target gladiator sandals and cardigan, and a Forever 21 bear claw necklace.

After walking around for while, our stomachs were a 'grumblin so we got some amazing stone oven style pizza at Il Vicino's.

My mouth is watering just looking at this picture! It was truly delicious :) After pizza we decided to be even MORE unhealthy and get some ice cream for dessert. It was a rough day at work, okay? :P

We went to Josh and John's, a crazy delicious cute little ice cream place just down to street. We got chocolate chip cookie dough and mint girl scout cookie cones :) They were darn good. They also have a big chalk board to draw on while you wait, so I drew a Yeti and Vamp, tehe. :)

It was such a nice night with my sweet husband. There's nothing better :)

I hope you, too, are having a wonderful summer, but for now,
have a wonderful night.

Orange Creamsicle

As all of you know, yesterday was Fathers Day! My Dad literally taught me almost everything I know. From reading (the words 'biggie sized' on a burger king menu to be exact) to being brave and loyal. He is strong and bright and such a leader. Ever since I can remember I've been crazy proud to have him as a Dad.

He is one of those people who has everything he wants though, so I painted him a picture for the occasion instead :P



Yeah, it's super childish :)

We all went to church, lunch, and a movie to celebrate our wonderful Papa :) While we were waiting for everyone to show up for the movie, Yeti, Vikki, and I went to this completely adorable cupcake shop next door.



Orange creamsicle cupcake :)

They had the cutest assortment of cupcakes, and retro decor to top it off?! Yes please :P

It even matched my little blog with a crazy cute, cupcake themed bunting:



Warning: Pink Overload. May cause retinal damage.

And look at those little newspaper flower holders! :D Ah! I wore Charolotte Russe wedges, a glittery gold and pastel gemmed owl necklace and one of my very favorite Target dresses. It is actually a very tasteful salmon color, not electric orange as these photos would lead you to believe :P I was chaneling sort of a Jackie O meets Elsiecake from A Beautiful Mess. I think overall it was a pretty great day. We saw The Green Lantern, which was not as terrible as I expected it to be. Don't get me wrong, I love comic book movies, but animated purple aliens? Not my cup of tea. One movie I am crazy excited for though is the new Harry Potter!! :D Only one more month!! We are truly geeking out.

I hope you all had a very sweet Father's Day weekend as well. I know for a lot of us, that day can be a sad reminder of what you've lost. I hope instead, you were reminded of how loved you are by the people that you do have, and as always I hope you have a beautiful day :)

Preserves

I wanted to share with you guys today this little piece of writing a did a few months ago which was the inspiration for the blog you see here:

I store your facial expressions up in mason jar memories and organize them on my shelf. Your finger creases and forest brown eyeflecks and soft rosy red ear curves. I have it all. Alphabetized and organized, folded, stacked, and preserved like spring peaches and zuccini and yellow white corn cob kernels. I'll never miss a thing, I'll never go hungry.

Image (C) piccsy.com



Our Winter Wedding

Yesterday was a light, breezy, sunshine-while-its-raining kind of day. It was the Yeti and I's 6 months-of-being-married-aversary! :D In honor of these past six lovely months, I wanted to do a post featuring all the details of that crazy beautiful day in December, where we stood before each other and promised to never let go.

Most of you by now have heard the beginning of our love story. If not, look back through the posts, you'll find it :P So I'll start this story with a sunny day in October 2010. The Yeti told me he wanted to go on a walk up to a little mountain spot we'd discovered that summer. He said he wanted to take some pictures since we were gussied up for our 10 months-of-dating-aversary. So we get up there, I set the camera's timer and skip to get next to him for the photo, and to my surprise when I look over, he's on one knee! :D



Progression of extreme happiness.

It was so darn exciting! I was totally surprised, and now we have pictures of that moment forever. My mister did good :) In all of our wisdom, we decided that we just neeeddeddd to have our wedding be on exactly one year from the day we started dating, which would fall on December 14, two months from then.

A little wedding sounded easy enough to do in two months, but boy, those two months were stressful!

First, I found my wedding dress online at PoshGirlVintage.com

I wish I'd saved the original listing, as it's long been removed by now, but just take my word for it, it was stunning. A vintage 1950's creme and lace scoop-necked beauty. I was terrified ordering online a vintage dress I couldn't see and try on first, but basically our whole wedding/marriage theme was to dive in head first, so I clicked order. A few weeks later it showed up, and fit like an absolute dream.

Original crinoline! :D Yes please!

I also ordered a vintage crystal brooch online which I put in my hair, some skyscraper high creme heels with pearl accents, and my very favorite of all, a little pearl and wrapped wire bird's nest necklace from Lan0Crystal's Etsy shop.

While I was busy ordering and fretting away, my Mom helped tons by researching venues and planning decor. I wanted to go with a rustic vintage bird theme, but I didn't really know how to pull it off. She did wonders and found a crazy beautiful location in Manitou Springs called the The Cliff House at Pikes Peak.

The view there is breathtaking, and the building itself is this huge towering vintage 1800's Victorian. The wedding ceremony was preformed in one of it's spiral towers, and I couldn't have felt more like a queen.

Everything else fell together in the nick of time. We decided my Dad would officiate the ceremony himself, which was such an honor for us. There could not have been anyone better for the job. Before we knew it, the time had come, it was our wedding day. Honestly, everything went perfectly. We got ready in our seperate rooms, the photographer took pictures of us individually, and the guests started arriving. The cake and flowers arrived as well, and were gorgeous.

I spent my time alone being wickedly nervous that I was going to fall or mess up reading my vows or a million other irrational fears, but by then it was all too late, and we were walking to the room, and it was all happening, and I was frantic. Canon in D played throughout the room while me and my Dad stood behind a partitioning screen. He held my hand as I held his arm, and he told me it was all going to be okay, even though he was also extremely nervous to do the ceremony himself. It was our time to walk then, and we came out of the partition and, while I knew my family and friends were sitting all around us and watching, I only saw one person. My handsome Calvin stood at the altar, with such love and joy in his eyes I swear I could not look away if I had to. 

My Dad did the ceremony wonderfully. Everything was genuine and true and I was so proud. Calvin read his vows and I cried like a baby. He told me that his love for me could not be contained by all the space in the universe. It came time for me to read and I completely bawled my way through them. I'm pretty sure only about 5 people heard them in their entirety because I basically sobbed them out. But heres a hint: I talked about Pokemon, and Avatar: The Last Airbender. 

We exchanged our rings and I Do's, smooched, and before we knew it, we were walking back down the aisle. The ceremony was over in a flash and, to be honest, I was so relieved!

Next, the photographer had us take a bunch of family pictures, couple pictures, and then on to the lunch and cake! :)

My big new family :)

Our cake was just perfect. It was exactly what we wanted. Simple, cute, and delicious! We ordered this adorable bride and groom bird cake topper, and placed the cake on a little slice of rustic looking wood for a stand.

Me and my Mom did the majority of the decor ourselves. To make the centerpieces, we ordered these crazy cute birch bark vases with our initials burned into them from NH Wood Creation's Etsy shop. We filled each one with moss, then an assortment of flowers, pearl twigs, and branches. We even attached little teeny purple birds to the branches :) The napkins each had a little card of thanks that I designed in Illustrator with two birds on a branch whose bodies make a heart. If anyone is interested in a free .pdf of that design email me :) Each place setting also had a little nest full of jordan almonds to look like eggs :)

My Mom and I also set up a candy bar in one corner, with all sorts of candies and little bird stamped paper bags to scoop it into :)

I honestly don't really remember what exactly the lunch menu was, I was just so ecstatic it was all happening, finally. I think there was something involving chicken and skewers and really great iced tea.

After we dined and caked to our heart's content, everyone packed up and said their goodbyes and it really sank in: we were married. His eyes are the eyes I will wake up to every morning. I could not have been more happy. I want to say it was the greatest day of my life, but I think more accurately, it was just the beginning of the greatest days. That moment set in motion our lives together and every morning that I get up I am thankful.

Today and every day Yeti, I will marry you.

Happy Half Year, Babe.

<3

Readers, thank you for sticking with me. I realize this was the longest post in history, if you made it here, you did good. I hope you find the Aang to your Katara. And as always, I hope you have a beautiful day.


All wedding photos (C) Katharine Bicket.

Quieting the unrequited.

This past week, I started maintaining my Daily Booth account again, in an effort to get to know people more. That sounds a little sad when read aloud lol, but with classes being out, and my old friends spread across the country now, the only people I really interact with anymore are my immediate family and co workers. As wonderful as they all are, I get a little antsy mentally and I love to talk to new people and get a different view of things. I got into a conversation with a young girl about liking a boy who doesn't like you back and, seeing as (before my wonderful relationship now) I've had experience in that area, I tried to give her some advice. I know a few people who would do good to hear this as well, so I thought I'd post what was said, and maybe my old heart ache can be put to good use finally.

The conversation will be interspersed with some quote images I found this week, and adore. All found here.

Girl:

I'm in love with someone who doesn't love me back. This feels good. FML.

Me:

I've been there! I'm sorry, I know it's rough. What made everything better for me, was instead of obsessing over every little comment and conversation and look exchanged, I took a deep breath, reminded myself I was desirable and had a life outside of him, and then I moved towns haha. Found a boy who loved me from a distance for years, and now we're married :) life gets better, great even. Good luck!

Girl: You're inspirational. I'm so happy for you - just saw your wedding photos, you and your husband look absolutely gorgeous! It's so hard cause I've been here before, I don't want to go through the same pain as I did first time around.

Me: Aw that's so sweet of you! :)) Honestly, I went though some crazy heartbreak before now, and it never gets easier. Please please save yourself the pain, and know when to get out. If he's with someone else or just a bad guy in general, try to realize it before it's too late and your heart gets muddy and tired and hurt again, okay? :) Because you never know, your future husband may be admiring you from a distance <3

Girl: So what do you suggest I set my focus on?

Me: What helped me a ton was to focus on making myself better. Whatever makes you feel like a beast, tattoos or writing or making things with your hands. Something that sets you apart from the crowd and makes you feel good and worthy. Worshipping God. Charity work or something easy, like learning. Make yourself feel utterly desirable. I feel like the biggest problem with loving a boy who is not yours, is an issue of confidence. Why doesn't he like me, or why is he with her instead of me, or why is he such a player and won't just date me, etc. Remind yourself how desirable you are, and the confidence will come, along with the clarity to see that you deserve someone to chase you. You deserve someone who would do anything just to hold your hand, not kiss you in the dark and deny it in the light. Does that all make sense?

Girl: Yes it does. Wow you're actually so great to talk to about these things. You know all the right things to say to boost someone's self esteem. Thank you so much x

Me: Great :) Thank you. I didn't listen to a single person who tried to give me any advice and I wound up really hurt. I also ended up much stronger though, strength I wouldn't give back for the world. So it's your choice. I hope you have a lovely day :)

A few days later, that same girl posted a new picture, this one smiling, and said this:

"Thanks to Grace, I am feeling much better about the situation. I've decided to put my focus elsewhere and try to move on with things. Sh*t happens, you just have to deal with it and move on. <3"

Me: You're gonna do wonderful.

<3

(P.S. Almost 2000 blog views today! Ahhh :D Thank you everyone for the views! Keep spreading the word and maybe someday we'll have a big grown-up blog with giveaways and sponsorships and everything! :P)



A Great Need

I just wanted to post a quick update and a little bit of writing for you on this cloudy grey Monday. The Yeti and I have been doing well. Time spent with family and friends and of course, the deepest companionship of all- our God, have been keeping us in high spirits. Honestly though, ones of my most favorite and comforting things of all is just resting and relaxing in my big Yeti's arms! He's everything I've ever wanted, all rolled up in one handsome package. :) Or as my Grandma called him, a tall glass of water, tehe.

And oh boy, was she right!

I wanted to post a little piece of writing I did, in honor of him:

And the curve of your collar bone makes me ache for things I've forgotten, like my Grandma's willow tree and all of the flowers that have died in vases right in front of me and windy home videos with no sound. It makes me remember why I ever held your hand or wrote your story into mine, thoughtfully and completely, like a bright stained tapestry made with tired hands and sold out of a trunk at the grand canyon. After my Grandpa died, fuzzy and dry and repenting, my Grandma had a man come cut that weeping willow down to just the stump, because she was tired of mourning.

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Also, I found just the most gorgeous picture of a nautical sailor Matroyshka doll that I just love and NEED as a tattoo. I've inquired with the artist to see if I have permission to use it as a tattoo design, but have heard no response yet, fingers crossed!

It was found here: Sacred Stitches.

I've always loved those little nesting dolls and recently, me and my adorable sister-in-law started painting our own sets of them from Hobby Lobby. Mine is all Yeti and the Vamp themed (of course :P) and I'll be sure to post pics as soon as I'm done!

Thank you (to Neptune and back) for reading, I hope you enjoyed your time here. Feel free to comment and follow, and have a great Monday :)

I'll leave you with this gorgeous poem by Hafiz:

Out
Of a great need
We are all holding hands
And climbing.
Not loving is a letting go.Listen,
The terrain around here
Is
Far too
Dangerous
For
That.

 ♥