Just.. don’t.

It’s good to know what you like and don’t like, right? I think so. With that being said here is a list of Lexi’s just.. don’ts.

•Don’t wear sandals in winter. PLEASE.

•Don’t sing loud and the wrong kind of proud on a roadtrip. Unless you are kidding and just having fun, then sing. But if you purely singing for the intent that someone in the car will hopefully tell you to try out for American Idol, get out of my corolla.

•You can only try to make someone part of your life so much before you realize it’s not going to work unless it’s a two-way street. If they are someone you really care about, keep trying. But if it gets to the point where it’s literally straining, don’t put yourself through that if they aren’t showing any want or need to be part of your life.

•Don’t wear Ed Hardy. If there is one thing in this world that will make a tasteful girl die a little inside seeing is a decent boy in a embellished, studded, glittered and bedazzled Ed Hardy shirt. We don’t give a fetch if you spend a good $110 on that piece of shiz (which you probably didn’t– these days I’m sure they’re on eBay for like $10, but don’t get any ideas), we’d rather see you in literally anything else. And not even kidding, besides the fact that I already have the flu, just thinking about a cutie in an Ed Hardy shirt makes me feel really queezy and nausious. Bleh.

•If you breathe really hard, all the time, try to work on that.

•Don’t text in class. Well duh, everyone is gonna text in class. But I’m talking about those people who sit there and text the whole time. It was one thing in high school, but like why are you even at college? Knowledge is power and texting is like.. a start to carpal tunnel. Take your pick.

•Don’t be afraid to stand up for what you believe. If you have high standards don’t just live them when they are convienent, live them all the time. So yes, if you are hanging out with a bunch of tools who KNOW you don’t like to watch rated R movies, yet still want to watch one, tell them you don’t want to and you just won’t. You’ll feel good after.

•Don’t forget to be grateful. Do you realize how lucky you are? To have a family who loves you and a choice of clothes in your closet? It’s okay, I forget sometimes too. Just try harder.

•To the girls: don’t be easy. You are better than that. Every single one of you. Make them fight for you.

•Don’t be afraid to talk to that hottie. “What’s the worst that could happen?” has been my motto this month and let me tell ya, it definitely isn’t failing me. I haven’t had one bad experience yet. A confident person is attractive, so be confident and go talk to them!

•Don’t settle. In all aspects. Career, dating, marriage, grades: fight till you get what you have always wanted!

•Don’t text a member of the opposite sex that you are interested in, unless you are going to be fun to talk to and carry on a conversation. If you initiated the conversation, keep it going. Or don’t start one at all.

•Don’t be afraid to sound smart and educated. Oh what’s that you say? You stayed in your apartment and read a whole book last night? THAT’S ADORBS LET’S MAKE OUT.

•Don’t feel the need to throw a wink in every text that you send. It makes us think you are like trying to say every single thing sexually which just comes across as creepy. Example from a real life text: “Do you mind if I come in and use your bathroom? ; )” The wink just turns that whole text into a mystery. What do you want to do in my bathroom you creep?

•Don’t forget to brush your teeth. Espesh if you just ate Doritos and you plan on trying make out with me. #ItsHappened #FeelBadForMe

•Don’t be afraid to change your hair. It grows! If you’ve always wanted to dye it blonde or cut bangs, do it. Hair is like the best accessory, play around with it.

•Girls: don’t wear short skirts and dresses to church. What is with that lately? Save it for ANYwhere else, seriously.

•Don’t be afraid to bust a move. Promise you’ll have more fun at dance parties if you just long hurr don’t curr it up and dance your heart out.

•Don’t be afraid to mix brown and black. I’m so sick of people thinking that it’s some “unwritten rule.” MIX IT UP BABY. Black leggings with brown boots, yes pleeeeeease.

•Don’t try to be so different and hate on everything that everyone else is loving at the moment. At least give it a chance. They probably love it for a reason! Unless it’s in St. George, Utah, and what everyone is loving is knock-off Toms. Heaven help me. But some good examples: Twitter, Spotify, Mac Miller, maybe a youtube clip- you get the picture.

•Don’t hate on Justin Bieber and I won’t hate on how hot you think some idiot famous girl is. Deal?

•Boys don’t be lame when girls are trying to eat healthy. Don’t make us feel dumb. It’s rude. But girls, don’t be annoying about it. Like no need to talk about calories 24/7. That’s just freaking annoying and you deserve to be treated rudely to.

•Don’t be afraid to unfriend someone on Facebook if their status’s are vulgar or include the eff word ALL THE TIME. I do it literally like every day. I see a status that disgusts me, go to their page, click the friend tab, and go down and hit unfriend. If they get mad and ask why you deleted them, tell them exactly why. Their own fault.

•Boys don’t wear dress pants that are too short for you. Or jeans. Ughh

•Don’t be afraid to compliment someone. Especially if you don’t know them, you might make their day.

•Try not to turn down offers to help with service. Yeah, watching Gossip Girl in my sweats from Walmart with the elastic ankles and sippin a Diet Coke sound pretty dang good right now (or anytime), but the feeling you’ll get after you help someone else will be a thous times better.

•Just cause you are growing up and getting older doesn’t mean you have to get boring. It’s even more of a reason to live it up. It doesn’t mean you’re immature if you like to do random things and have fun, and if someone tells you that you are, well sucks for them and they’ll regret it later on when they think back on their average/boring life.

•Don’t be awkward to ex’s or people you dated. Like what’s the point? Go say hi, don’t hide. Just cause you broke up doesn’t mean that they died and you can’t ever acknowledge them again, duhhh.

•Don’t be afraid to be weird. I’ll say it till I’m blue in tha facey. WEIRD IS GOOD AND FUN!

•Don’t be afraid to tell me when you enjoy reading my posts! It makes me want to write even more, and might even make me want to make you my best friend. Just maybe though.

(In my mind I’m 14, member?)

Have a fabbbby weekend!

xoxo
LL

Thankful Thursday

Greetings my gorgeous fellow human beings.

It’s that time again, THANKFUL THURSDAY! Well today I’m sick. Not just today, but the past week I’ve been sick. It’s just been the pits. My brain is like, “OMG I JUST WANNA RUN AROUND AND LAUGH AND PLAY AND TALK TO HOT BOYS!” But my head is like, “Eff. The. World.”

I was actually pumped to start school this semester. I don’t know why. I really don’t, but I was k? Like not even kidding Sunday night I couldn’t sleep. I’d like to think it’s because I drank a diet coke right before bed, but hell, who are we kidding, drinking a DC before bed has NO effect on me. I know, I know, it’s sad– but it’s life. Well, my life.

ANYWAYS, hi. Yeah so what I’m trying to say here is that you know how when winter rolls around there are always a bunch of kids sniffling in class? And once you notice it, you just can’t focus on anything else? Just a bunch of idiots sniffling? Non-stop? Well, I’M THAT SNIFFLING IDIOT. I know! Sorry, I literally can’t help it. I just want it to go away cause it’s making me feel all sorts of embarrassed type feelings and it’s just hurting my swaggy swag. Except pretty sure if you put ‘swaggy’ in front of swag, you just automatically have no swag, but that’s beside the point. And to top off my lame cold, I got the flu also last night. Nothing but good times.

So today, I’m thankful for my health. I’m glad that I don’t get sick often. I’m thankful that on an average day in life, I can wake up to my choice of Justin Bieber ringtone and take on the world without sniffling or feeling like I’m gonna puke. I’m thankful for all the little bacteria, cells and weird little things in my body that fight off the other rude bacteria and viruses that are trying to hurt my game. I’m thankful that getting a cold and the flu are the worst of my health issues right now. I’m really blessed with a healthy body that does what it’s supposed to.

Here’s my Awkward and Awesome list for the past couple weeks:

Awk: Walking in on a girl in the school bathroom taking a picture of herself doing a raging kissy face. What are you supposed to say to make her feel less stupid? “Cute!” Umm..

Awesome: Those random tweets, texts, Facebook shout-outs, or notes from random people. It’s good to know that people care and are thinking about YOU of all people. Be one of those people this week that brighten someone’s day.

Awk: When you can’t really define where a person’s neck and face start or end. It’s just a big, huge (literally) mystery. Like my math teacher. Especially when he is eating an apple. Then he continues on to say: “This is a huge apple. I’m not gonna finish this. You know, you can’t eat too much fruit cause you are what you eat. I don’t wanna be a fruit. Also, try to stray away from nuts.” WHO AM I KIDDING? He might be the best thing to happen to DSC.

Awesome: A really good Sunday at church. It really, really makes your week go so much better and help with your perspective. On top of that, cute new boys in your ward don’t put a damper on anything either. Jus saying.

Awk: Sorry, but Mac Miller AND Drake go to Dixie State College. Like am I supposed to just run up and hug them? Or just kinda keep nonchalantly walking past them to help them keep their identity on the DL? Okay, big, fat joke. But major look-alikes creepin in da 435.

Awesome: The song, “The Guy That Says Goodbye to You Is Out of His Mind” By Griffin House. It’s been on repeat since Sunday and I even love it more than I did the first time I heard it. If possible.

Awk: When a boy thinks you like him just cause you are nice to them. This here boys, is why we have to be beeotches sometimes. You guys can be pretty freaking clueless sometimes. No offense.

Awesome: I thought a boy was hot at Rio last week and dared myself to walk past and drop my name and number at his table on a napkin. And I went through with it. He thought it was adorable and straight up loved it. This isn’t the first scenario this year (as in the past couple weeks) that I’ve been more daring either, and it’s paid off. What is the worst that could happen? They have a girlfriend or boyfriend? Or don’t text you? Then you are right where you started and it’s fine! Be more daring. It’s fun.

Awk: A girl in a dinosaur costume with a little face cut-out comes up to me and Kinz in class and says, “You guys are such hipsters. I need to get me some hipster glasses.” I’ve never been called a hipster before. EVER. Also like what do you say to that? Pretty sure it’s not a compliment. #whoknows

Awesome: Demi Lovato’s style lately. It’s so carefree looking. I dig.

Be happy. And thankful. And daring. And brave. But most of all this week, be a source of light to those who seem to not have any light in their life. They need it more than you realize.

Also I wanted to take a few secs to tell everyone thanks for reading. It is THEE biggest compliment. All the feedback I’ve gotten the past week on my last post has been unreal. This is gonna be a good year. Good things are gonna happen.You guys reading this and enjoying it are giving me the confidence to re-think my future. Especially my major. It’s in the works. A few things are actually. Keep sharing, it means the world.
I love you guys!

xoxo
LL

Boys: Read this.

This list was made for the pure intent of helping out boys. Girls can be beezy’s and confusing, I know. The dating game can suck if you suck. So me and my trusty friends made this list based upon our dating experiences to help a brotha out.

(This has been being written for over two months. Lots of serious, deep thoughts and tragedies went into it the making of it.)

#1 rule: Be yourself, minus or plus a few things. Unless you’re a major d-bag. Then re-evaluate your life, read this, then follow it word for word.

#2 rule: Be fearless. If you never try, you’ll never know.

Okay, here we go.

• The nasty, sick, little game of footsie died in 1989. It just reminds us of Kip on Napoleon Dynamite, if you wanna be viewed like that, cool, do it.

• If you don’t know what you want, you probably don’t want it. Don’t lead her on.

•Don’t try to change her. She is perfect just the way she is and if you don’t think that, some other guy will. So GTFO.

• If you come over to watch a movie or even just hang out, don’t take off your shoes AND socks. EW. Don’t really wanna see your toenails.

• Speaking of toenails and fingernails, clip them. Or we might accidentally barf on your shirt.

• Don’t call her babe after the first time you’ve hung out. Or even the second. Or even the third maybe. Just don’t take things to a weird level too fast.

• If you have a mirror picture taken at the gym as one of your profile pictures, or bathroom picture with your shirt off… I obviously haven’t seen it yet or I wouldn’t be talking to you. Hurry, go delete it.

Oh eff no.

• EMBRACE your hair. And if you can grow some scruff on that cute face of yours, grow it. If we compliment it, keep it. If not, that means its ugly and you should go shave before I see you again. Easy peezzzy.

•Speaking of facial hair: If you can’t grow a full beard/stache you aren’t allowed to grow one at all. We don’t want this pre-pubescent growth on our mans face.

• Girls like to talk. And like sometimes we accidentally say things we don’t mean. Don’t take everything we say too serious. Especially when said between hours 12:00 AM -7:00 AM. Thnx.

• In all seriousness no plaid shorts and absolutely no puka shell necklaces. #sorrynotsorryy

• A ‘good morning gorgeous’ text will make her day. But let’s not do that every day okay? It will get old and creepy when over-done.

• Don’t be too cool. Being too cool makes you a tool. Like share the fact that you love Hot Rod with me, cause you might find out I do too. It’s the corny weird stuff that makes me like you. Promise. And that hideous shirt with all the kittens on it? I love it.

• It’s okay to just chill. Cuddle. Like most girls might even actually prefer that.

• Forehead kisses will never die. A simple little forehead kiss. Not a forehead make out.

•Do not, I repeat, DO NOT take a girl bowling if it is just you and her. Espesh on the first date. It’s awkward. One sits down while the other bowls and it just goes on and on, till your bowling game is over in 20 minutes and all you are left with is awkwardness.

• If it’s fun and casual, like, that’s awesome. Just make sure you both know.

• Smell good.

• If you’re good at massaging slash tickling backs, WELCOME TO MY LIFE, NEW BOYFRIEND! Unless you are like five-foot-two and have clammy little hands the size of my little brothers (it’s happened, dead serious).

• Social networking is fun. Send me a cute song on Spotify.

• Don’t let the only cute things you say be straight from movies and songs. Be original.

• A boy with good style, a testimony, and humor= NOTHING BETTER.
• Dates don’t have to be this extravagant thing. The fact that you even thought about it and tried to plan something is adorable, and if a girl doesn’t appreciate that… on to the next!

• Don’t be creepy. Just don’t. Especially over Facebook. Like if I don’t know you, you better not start a conversation like these guys did, especially if you aren’t even fb friends yet:

• I would actually LOVE it if you leave me a voicemail when I can’t answer my phone. Like are you serious? That’s sooooo cute. Just do it.

• CONFIDENCE > cockiness

• If you think she is pretty, tell her.

• Don’t just compliment her on her looks though. We like to know that you see deeper things in us too. Like if you think we have good taste in music, tell us. If you think we are talented, tell us. If you think we are creative, tell us. Being told we are pretty is great, but I know other compliments mean so much more to me.

• PDA (Public Display of Affection). This is where me and my friends couldn’t agree. I’m all for PDA. Why hold back love? To a certain extent, of course, lets be mature. No making out at the movies. But go right ahead. Hold my hand, act proud to be with me. Meg disagrees. She thinks PDA is okay maybe just on New Years when the clock hits 12. Other than that, she doesn’t want any, or to see any. So if you agree with her philosophy here, add her as a friend and go get married or something.

• Also I’m all for pet names. Keep the cheesiness coming. Cupcake, Babe, Kitten, Sexy-Lexi, Princess- yes please! Meg disagrees once again. And yet again, click that link if you agree- and hit her up. And go be your boring first names together (Joke… kinda).

• Please try to have a little game. Girls like a chase. And game doesn’t mean you have to be a straight up jerk. Let her wonder a little bit at first. No need for a text 5 minutes after your first date, wait till the next day. It will work I PROMISE you. No need to go like all 28 of her profile pictures after your first date either. Holy shiz, please don’t do that.

• Don’t screw yourself over by going for something you want in the moment for something that you’ve been wanting for a while. If you like a girl, take it serious.

• If you like pork rinds and ranch corn nuts: don’t share that with us the first date. And if you do, just make sure you don’t have stinky breath while sharing this fact with us. Please. I’m begging you.

• Think with your brain not your head. Oh.

• Sorry it’s just a known fact to human nature that most girls don’t wash their hair every day. BIG FAT WHOOP.

• You look sexy with your hair pushed back.

• Share us your dreams, aspirations, goals, fears, doubts- we wanna hear. It will help us get to know you better and most likely like you more. As long as your dreams don’t include becoming a professional MW3 player or something, if so, this would be the point that you re-evaluate your life and take some hard core notes.

• Let’s listen to dumb music together. Like a boy singing High School Musical with me on a road trip? A Troy and Gabriella duet? I would die and go straight to heaven a happy girl.

• We secretly think it’s cute when you stalk our Facebook and like our pictures and stuff, just don’t make it too obvious and too often. We might stalk you too. But do you see us making it obvious?

• If you think I’m wearing something weird, tell me. If you think it’s cute, tell me. I find it amusing. Just respect that I’m different than other girls. It wouldn’t hurt for you to find your own style too. And I’m more than happy to help. Just ask.

• If she put herself out there and planned something for you guys to do, be grateful and go along with it. It takes us more guts than you think.

• If she doesn’t want to hot tub, SHE DOESN’T WANT TO HOT TUB. Get over it.

• Don’t get mad if she wants to hang out with her girlfriends. They were in the picture before you were. If you respect that- this thing just might work out pretty freaking well.

• Making a girl laugh is the way to her heart.

• You can tell a lot about a guy by the sunglasses he wears. So with that being said, be careful. I’m gonna hope you can handle this one on your own.

• If you listen to good music AND you’re hot: I’ll jump your bones. Simple as that.

• If there is something that makes her feel prettier about herself, let her do it. Beauty is more than skin deep. Hair grows, trends don’t last too long- she’s still the same girl you fell for with or without the fedora.

• Don’t be on your phone while you are with her. Unless you are a big fat tool, then go straight ahead, pull out your iPhone.

• Don’t text us unless you are gonna put forth the effort to carry on a conversation. And feel free to text me random things. That would be fine with me.

• If you are crazy about her let her know. The little meaningful things mean the most. Promise.

• Be spontaneous. Even if your plan turns into a big fat fail, it will be the memories that matter.

• Tease us.

•I like Diet Coke. At least it’s not like I’m obsessed with twinkies or something. Just respect the fact that it’s a 0 calorie drink, and lets move on with life.

• If you like her, don’t just text her, “Hey what’s up” every single day. Call her, send her random pictures, Heytell her. Hmmm maybe even… ASK HER ON A DATE. Just an idea. (I’m starting to wonder if St. George boys know what a date is. So if you don’t, just leave a comment at the bottom of this and I’ll happily do a FULL and COMPLETE post explaining what it is so we can clear this crap up.)

• If you like me and I like you… and you happen to play the guitar and sing… write me a song. I’ll cry of cuteness.

• Invite us to do your favorite things. We’ll invite you to do our favorite things. Open-mindedness is key here.

• Don’t be dumb about taking pictures. They are fun.

• Don’t call girls bud, dude, buddy, friend, champ, homie, and other such gross things if you like them. That’s nasty and rude. Like what are we your hairy, stinky, bro? Cause I mean, if that’s really what you want… you might just get a huge spit-wad in your face and a big fat deuces. You asked for it.

• Don’t add her friends on Facebook if you are doing it for the pure intent of checking them out. Especially if you think you like her. That’s messed up bro. Worry about that stuff later on.

•Speaking of Facebook, if you are thinking about a girl, go like one of her profile pictures. Promise it will work. I said one. Not seventeen.

•Spontaneity is just key. Keep it interesting. Don’t be afraid to be weird. And by weird I mean cute weird, not creepy weird. A great personality is going to be the one thing that will never fail.

*These things are just tips. Nothing is hotter than a boy with his own swag and way of doing things. Surprise me. Just make sure your breath doesn’t stink and you don’t have dirt under your nails while doing it. Thanks.

It’s long, but I hope you read it. It will come in handy. And all girls aren’t the same, but these ideas are pretty general. Also once you are past the dating game, you can drop this list. Kinda.

Shout out to Meg, Kinz, Mags and Hannah for sharing their opinions and wisdom to help make this list what it is.
(The first three are single and just freaking ready to mingle.. I guess I kinda am too..)

Also, incase you were wondering, if you look like these guys you can disregard this whole post. Footsie and Ranch Corn Nuts included.

P.s. BOYS, I wanna do a list back to girls. So if you have some ideas, tell me! Let’s collaborate. Email me at lexilarsen_29@hotmail.com with the subject as Girls: Read this.

XOXO
LL

Lexi Womack

Hi guys. Happy new year!!  It’s 2012 and I am STOKED. It’s gonna be the best year yet, I can feel it radiating from my kneecaps. 

Anyways, I just realized I haven’t blogged about my love for Brad Womack before. YES, you know who he is. He was the bachelor. Twice. The first time he left without choosing anyone, and his second time around he left with Emily! But like, they broke up so there is still hope.
I just think Brad is the epitome of a man. Like his eyes are raging blue. He has amazing dimples. He has a strong, hot bod- but not like nasty strong. He has the cutest dang scruff in the history of scruff. He just stole my heart when he was on season 15. Not my ‘typical’ type, but I don’t even care cause I need him.


Get to the point Lex.
Oh sorry. K anyways, when Brad chose Emily on season 15 I was happy for him, but just wished I was Emily real bad. My dear friend Lexi Glauser made this for my desk top background when the season ended, knowing that I was gonna miss him in my life. 

Perfection right? I love it. This past summer I found his twitter and decided he needed to see how gorgeous we are together. So I tweeted him this picture. To my surprise he tweeted me back like 1 minute later. I was FREEEEEAKING out. I started screaming and jumping and just like yelling and stuff. I told my family and they all begin to jump and scream too. People were texting me and saying I was the most pop girl in STG and yeah. It was just a really good summer night. 

#BLISS

Last night I tweeted him again. We’re soul mates and I can’t deal with him playing all hard to get making me tweet him first. So I just did it. I lowered my game from @WomackBrad. After I tweeted him I told Kinz I had a good feeling he was gonna tweet back. This morning I woke up with a REPLY from Braddy. Like is this real life?

#IKR

So now, I just know. Me and Brad are meant to be. Clearly he is just waiting around for me to tweet him. Well Brad, enough with the hard to get stuff and just freaking direct message me and ask for my number. 

xoxo

LL

Hey B, you can look at me like that if you want. I wouldn’t even mind it.

Thankful Thursday: I Was Born This Way

Thankful Thursday. Why not?
It’s not about being perfect. It’s about appreciating the imperfectly perfect people and moments in our daily lives.


Sometimes it kind of gets redundant. And it always seems to be the same people constantly saying it. “I’m so blessed.“ 
But before rolling your eyes, don’t.


Out of all the negativity in the world, and especially on social networking sites, we need more people realizing how beautiful life is and how blessed we all really are. 
I’m so blessed. 
And I’ll keep on being one of those people who say it till they’re blue in the face, and you wanna punch them for saying it so often. Wanna know why? Because even though there is a lot of hate and ugliness in the world today, there is even more love and beauty if you actually open your eyes and count your blessings sometimes.


Why I’m feeling blessed today:
I’m realizing that I am definitely an optimist and generally a pretty positive person. And on top of that I’m realizing how much that sets me apart from other people. I like to think I’m not too quick to judge others. 6.89 out of 7 nights a week, I go to bed thankful and ready to take on the next day with a smile on my face. I can spend a Friday night with my friends laughing about everything, with a cute boy, or watching “I Used to be Fat” on MTV with my puppy- and be completely happy and content with my happenings (The third scenario has happened more than once in case you were wondering).


This is just the way I was born. I’ve always been the girl that sings into her brush in the morning while getting ready, or busting out a FAIL of a heel-click when I’m excited about something. I have heard being the first child has a lot to do with it, but who knows. I’ve never completely had to try to be happy or confident. It was just always kind of there. Even when I was a gap-toothed, high-lighted and bobbed, awkward, little girl. I’ve always been pretty happy and stoked on life.

^Yep.

Don’t get me wrong guys. 
-I’ve felt completely alone before.
-I’ve never had a lot of money in my wallet.
-I have never been the prettiest.
-I sometimes felt like the people who were supposed to always be there for me, were actually the ones putting me down.
-I have been completely wrong about some things I had no doubt in my mind were right.
-I have had some MAJOR insecurities that I have taken to a pretty far extent.
-I’ve never been in love.
-I’ve been really, really sick.
-I have never been completely happy with my body.
-I’ve been betrayed by people I love.


Yet every night I find so many things to be thankful for in my far from perfect life. 


So yeah, today I’m thankful that I was blessed to be constantly reminded how blessed I am. It’s a way of life I wish everyone was blessed with. But it is a mindset that we can all adjust to, if we try. 


It hurts so much to see other people hurt. Trials are hard. Pain is inevitable in this life. I am here to tell you that if you start to focus on the positive and learn from your mistakes and trials, you see so many tender mercies in your life you won’t know what to do. 


Not even gonna lie, a good cry never hurt anybody. But try wake up the next day thankful that you live in this incredibly beautiful world with so many people in it that love and care about you. Because I am one of them. I mean it.


xoxo,
Lex

SORRY NOT SORRY

So I follow this twitter account called Sorry I’m Not Sorry (@sorrynotsorryy) and I love it. It’s pretty much just tweets about things people are feeling or doing that they should be sorry about, but just aren’t.

Here is a list of a some of mine:
-I become obsessed with things. If I like something, I like it. Well let’s rephrase that, I’m OBSESSED with it.


-I will not dress to impress a boy. He might be impressed if he maybe knows a little bit about style, but if not, he might just think I’m a colorblind 20-year-old who ties too many scarfs around her head and owns a little too much leopard. Whoops.


-I can AND will jam out to Ke$ha, Cheetah Girls, High School Musical, Camp Rock, Britney Spears, Hot Chelle Rae and probably a billion other embarrassing types of music. Hard. You have two choices: join, or get the hell out.


-My life is a constant battle with loving food and not wanting to get fat. #realtalk


-I will probably accidentally hash-tag something in our text conversation, on FB or even on my blog. Oh, what’s that you say? Hash-tagging is only for twitter? STOP CARING SO MUCH ABOUT STUPID THINGS.


-I like Diet Coke. It’s fine if you don’t, I just don’t really care to hear about it though.


-I keep up with the Kardashians (a little bit sorry, but oh well).


-I am random. If you don’t want to partake in my randomness go be boring somewhere else please.


-I love cute little fuzzy animals. This is a recent obsession. Trust me, it’s freaking me out too.


-I talk. WAY too much. That’s better than not talking though, right?


-I don’t like to be around negative people. I really don’t. They just bring down everyone around them. Who wants to be that person bringing other people’s day down anyways? Not this girl. Promise a lot of people have it worse than you. Get over it.


-I want to make a difference in the world guys. I just want to feel like I made the world a better place. I want to make people’s lives better.


-I will get married in the temple for eternity to my best friend. I won’t lower my standards for anyone. No settling for this girl.


-Really, my favorite thing in the world is laughing. I hate that my eyes water, but it’s still my favorite thing ever- and the way to my heart.


-I will let someone know if I am thinking of them. Sorry if you think it’s weird, but I think it’s important for someone to know that people love and care about them.


-If you have passion about anything, I will respect and love you. I like people who know what they like, even if it’s not what I like. You go Glen Coco.


-Oh yeah, I quote mean girls. A lot.


-I am a hopeless romantic when it comes down to it all. I kinda put on this front that might make me seem bad-a or like I have no heart, but I do. And its a really, really, gushy one. Uh-oh.


-I can sing Britney Spears better than Britney Spears can (okay, that’s debatable, but I do sound a lot like her when I try).


-I love my friends. They are all so unique and have all taught me so much about life and myself. Yay for friends and yay for people being themselves and embracing it.


-I legitimately love Justin Bieber. He is talented in many ways, adorable and has an amazing voice. Just cause I like him and his music doesn’t mean I have bad taste in music, he’s the only exception.


-I might be a lot to take in at once, but I promise you won’t regret it. I’ll at least maybe make you laugh once. Or twice. Or bake you something.


-I make lists. I hardly ever complete them or even remember about them later on, but for that one moment after making my list, my life feels really calm and collected. Just for a moment though. Don’t get annoyed if I pull out my phone and start making a list.


-I think it’s good to be with someone who makes you want to be a better person, but you should NEVER want to change who you are for who you are with. I hate when girls change around or for a boy.


-I am constantly listening to music. I can’t not. Life without music on all the time is like a Kardashian without an eyebrow pencil. It just doesn’t work.

I’m weird. Weird people are the best people though. Don’t waste your life being normal.

#sorrynotsorryy

xoxo
LL
P.s. Check out my hilarious friend Kinzie’s new blog. Just click here.

Vulnerability sucks

I’m a dreamer. To the extreme. I have all these plans and aspirations for my life. I always have. Like go big or go home right? Depends.


I blame him.
I think it started about four-ish years ago after a little bit of a heart-break. I decided boys are dumb and only live to break hearts and get some. Which is probably true in high school to an extent. But anyways, that was that. I closed myself off to being able to feel. All that mattered was my friends, family, school, church, and cheer.


Don’t get me wrong, I had so much fun in high school. Senior year was one of the best years of my life so far. Just when it came to boys I was kind of a bee-yotch. Straight up.


A habit is a hard thing to break. And shutting boys out is still a habit that is hard for me to change. Being vulnerable scares me probably more than anything else. Not in all cases, just when it comes to boys and love. To let someone else decide my happiness is terrifying. I suck at it, let’s just put it that way. I find every single little reason to why I shouldn’t like someone. When really, it has nothing to do with them at all, and everything to do with me.  The few times I have actually let myself fall, I have ended up getting hurt in some way or another. 


THE infamous 5-year PLAN
It was a little bit after I turned 19 that I created “The Plan”. Any independent girl who wants to take on the world has a at least 5 year plan. Mine consists of:
Getting my associates, go on a mission or do some sort of humanitarian project out of the country, get my bachelors, get an internship somewhere amazing and move somewhere like I’ve never lived before. Then maybe after the 5 years get married.


Reality
Well recently I’ve realized something. Something that is hard for me to accept, but soooo true. I saw a picture on instagram one day that someone posted that made think like… DUH. It was a note a mother had written to her daughter and it said:


“I think we like to complicate things when it is really quite simple;
find what it is that makes you happy and who it is that makes you happy and you’re set. Promise.”


I LOVE THAT. It’s good to have goals and dreams. I could picture myself at age 24 writing for some magazine, living in a big city, making a decent amount of money- and it seems exciting. The thing is I could totally picture myself going the total opposite direction. Within the next couple years, living in a crappy little apartment in some weird random city, painting and style blogging, with a boy who I love more than anything- and that sounds like true happiness to me. This song reminds me of that completely:

Well… what now?
My fear of vulnerability is what I’m going to work on. It’s going to be hard, but to truly be happy I need to open myself up and stop shutting people out. Even if I do end up getting hurt again it will be something that will define me as a person even more. I am still going to stick to the plan, but if something changes… so be it. Because we can plan and plan all we want, but our plans don’t always work out. Heavenly Father has a perfect plan for us that is beyond anything we can even comprehend for ourselves. 


I contemplated posting this, but if I’m going to try to stop being so vulnerable I need to start somewhere, right?




xoxo
LL

to do list, who wants to join?

things to accomplish before JANUARY 1, 2012
(some of these are just to help me start off the new year ever better- keep in mind my friends)

-reindeer mounting. I WILL DO THIS

-kiss under the mistletoe. preferably with justin bieber, or this other cute boy i have in mind.. but whatevs

-make sweatshirts for me and my friends that say swag on the back. (you wouldn’t understand)

-help a stranger, as often as possible. even if its just a smile.
-bake and decorate thousands of christmas cookies, and just skip around throwing them out to the world

-give something of mine that i really love to someone who needs it more than i do

-be better than i was the day before by prioritizing my life around Christ in every single aspect

-make a hideous christmas shirt/sweater and wear it in public
-watch Elf like a mill times. (haven’t even watched it once this year!)
-have a gingerbread house contest

-temple square (i reeeeeeeally hope i can do this one)
-cut out snowflakes out of paper

-start telling everyone i love that i love them, as much as possible.
-a good vegas trip would be appreciated
-secret santa some really deserving people
-go caroling. even if its just to one house.


to make your day a little better:

2012 will be my year. I can feel it friends.
xoxo
LL

lets do this thaaang.

HAPPY MONDAY FRIENDS!

This is how I’ve felt the past week.

I’m just extremely grateful that this semester is over. Surprisingly, it was a good one. I feel like I’ve learned more than ever, in school, and just about myself in general. Looking back its kind of just a big fat blur of lots of things.

Big fat blur of a lot of things list:

-School

-My bad a friends

-Work

-Just laughing. All the time.

-Maxis. Probably waaaaay too many maxis. (That was a joke. Never too many maxis)

-Bright Eyes

-Halloween. (Banana, pizza, beer and hot dog.)

-AP Stylebook

-Spotify

-NEW YORK

-Dixie hating me. (Literally the school itself. It just hates me.)

-Turning 20 (Still freaking me out)

-So many asian buns. So, so, SO, soooo many asian buns.

-Mind-openers

-Maverick (Yep, the gas station. Haters gon hate.)

-Vegas

-Diet Coke <3

I mean of course there is a lot more I could add to that list, but that is what I think about instantly when I think back. It’s def been a surprising semester. I started out with this automatic just negativeness in a way. Because sometimes, you know how like we can be spoiled brats sometimes? Yeah well I might have done that… just maybe though.

But we know by now, that in the end its all up to us if we want to be happy and have fun. No matter where we are. I might be in little St. George going to Dixie State and living at home, but when it comes down to it, St. George is just a great city. My parents are paying for me to go to college and further my education so I can do something I love and be successful at in the future. And living at home, for the most part.. is bomb. I get free food, free rent and just pretty much free everything. I have the best family and friends ever. Literally, like I am so lucky to have the people I do in my life. That has really hit me hard this semester. I AM SO LUCKY.

So hopefully this kind of catches you up on my life. Cause you were just dying to know everything, right? Probs not. You probably don’t care. But guess what? I just get this way over-whelming feeling when I go to blog and feel like you guys don’t know whats up with life. That’s why I’ve been so MIA as of late. SO THERE. Now I can start blogging again. 

Also, I wanna start an awkward/awesome list for every time I blog. I’ve seen it on others, and love it. So I’ll pretty much just tell you guys the most awkward and awesome things that have happened to me lately. Kaaaaaaaaa-peeshy? Here’s lately’s (sure that can be a word).

AWK slash AWES:  

Awesome: I’m like semi-famous now cause my friend Maggie hung out with Lindsay Lohan.

Awk: My phone always auto-corrects my “oh my gosh” lately to “oh my fish.” So like, I’m over changing it, and fish is kinda funny anyways.

Awes: I went all last week without one Diet Coke. Okay that’s not awesome. But like I just wanted to see if I could do it… incase Earth accidentally gets taken over by DC loving aliens or something ya know? Just being prepared.

Awk: I might have bought a pair of True Religion jeggings that have changed my life. (It’s okay you can totally judge. I would if I was you too.)

Awesomeee: Spotify. If you don’t have it get it. It’s as simple as that. It also has changed my life and made me a happier person. It’s free and magical. And to all you private people out there, STOP. Publish that ish! I love seeing what my friends listen to. It like helps us connect on a whole other level.

Awk: I work at Down East Outfitters and am kinda against most of the things we sell there. I constantly have women asking me about my hair too. Things like, “Oh that’s different.” and “So did you do that on purpose?” Sometimes I wanna be like please put down the blinged out jeans, take off your flower headband, and go get a fashion mag. Thanks. 

Awkward AND Awesome: New Years Eve. The movie. It was honestly kind of a let down, but Ashton and Josh were just babe-in it up.

That’s it for today. Go kiss someone under the mistletoe or something.

xoxo

LL 

Perfectly Imperfect?

I’m blogging. I’m blogging when I should be doing homework and studying for my test in the morning. Want to know why I’m blogging? I’m blogging because finally in my crazy non-stop life, I’ve been inspired to write. 

When you hear the world perfect what do you imagine? Is it that gorge celeb that is always dressing so amazing? Is it a new born baby? Is it a radiant, delish, greasy piece of pizza? (yeah, I went there)

Something that has hit me hard the past 6 months is that perfection to me.. is imperfection. Cliche’ right? NOPE.. well maybe. But just listen, k?

Think about someone that you know and love so much. What makes you love them? Is it how pretty they are? I mean its great to have gorgeous friends (trust me, I know, I got bunches), but I HIGHLY doubt thats the reason you are drawn towards them and love them so much. Is it their crazy-loud cackle of a laugh? Is it the way they motivate you to want to be better? The way they are more obsessed with diet coke than you are? The way they will befriend anybody? The way they can make you laugh at any given moment? Or just the fact that they are a good person and have a good heart?… Yeah, thought so.

Even JB agrees with the whole imperfect/perfect thing. 1:03-1:08 THANK YOU JUSTIN. <3

So the point of this post is to help reiterate how beautiful being different is. Sometimes we get down on ourselves because we don’t like something about ourselves. This is what I think,
if it is something un-changeable (weight, hair, etc.), then GET OVER IT AND EMBRACE IT. Sometimes a little change can make us feel a hundred times better about ourselves. Like coloring your hair, going tanning or losing 10 pounds. But accept the things about you that you can’t change, they are there for a reason.

Easier said than done right? Straight up, there are quite a few things I’m self-conscious about too. It’s just learning to accept those things.

The little quirks about us that maybe we don’t like so much are what makes us unique and makes us beautiful. When I look at people and find them extremely gorgeous its because of something that makes them different and stand out. Whether it be their eyebrows, their body shape, the shape of their teeth- the list goes on and on.

Hopefully we will all get to the point that we realize what really makes a person beautiful is how they are  on the inside. Because the older I get, the more and more I realize it.

A little blast to the gorgeous past with this song, but the Goo Goo Dolls once said in their song Slide, “What you feel is what you are, and what you are is beautiful.” 

So start to love yourself. Find what makes you unique, and start to embrace it. Because I will bet you one day, soon enough, you will fall head over heels, absolutely in love with someone who finds your quirks the most beautiful thing about you. 


What makes you different makes you gorge, so ROCK it friends. 


love you all. and i’m willing to list every single little thing that makes each of you beautiful if you want me to, cause pretty sure I know some of the most beautiful people alive.


LL
I feel like this post is just a lot of rambling, but hope you all get the picture.