Sometimes... I like to dress cute.

I woke up this morning and thought, "Self you need to wear a cute outfit." So I did. I showered [not that I normally don't or something]. Did my hair AND make-up and picked an outfit that took more than 3 seconds. Goodbye jeans, hellooooooooooooooo skirt.

Okay bye for now.

love,
krystle

Enough.

Girls are born:

1. with beautiful gifts and burdens

2. to be taught

3. to connect, to collect, and to be perfect

4. to feel and to deal

5. to take it

6. to cry and by shy

7. to love

8. to tell

Boys are born 

1. with privileges girls don't even take into account

2. to be told

3. to be looked after, to be looked up to, and to keep the two apart

4. to be strong and to admit being wrong

5. to go at it

6. to pile and to smile

7. to prove 

8. to sell 

10.10.10.

It just so happens that today is my birthday. AND that I am turning 21. Not that it makes so much of a difference... the whole not drinking thing makes the anticipation of 21 a little less enthralling, but NEVERTHELESS. Birthdays. I LOVE them. So much that it requires an excess use of capital letters.

{my lovely friend Kayla made me this cake. she's a doll. plus it was delicious}

Here is to turning 21. Yay.

love,
krystle

Simple.

Proof that I actually love red.

Do you see this journal here? It is one of my favorite birthday presents that I gave myself this month. You can check them out here.

Today was a U-Turn kind of day and yes I am at peace with my hair. 

:]