beauty & a blog

It's hard to believe that beauty & a blog is now officially ONE years old!!! I was feeling pretty nostalgic on New Year's because last year I had the opportunity to go to the Rose Bowl.  Not only was I warm in California (like WHAT are these negative 50 degree temperatures?!) but I also got to watch my beloved Bagders in the biggest game of the season.   http://parisnightsandnewyorklights. tumblr.com/post/71375360010 Naturally, I traced back my very first blog post to help me reminisce of the days of Santa Monica Beach and trying to navigate West Hollywood in 5 inch heels.   It was titled "We're Doin' It Live" in honor of our adventures in Cali.   We had absolutely no plans.  We just went for it.  And we had the time of our lives.   Our only goals were to not get lost and to not die.  Miraculously, we managed to pull both of those off.  Maybe it was because of the couple's advice we shared our taxi from the airport w...

I remember every day when my dad got home from work, he would sit at the kitchen table and have dinner.  When I strolled  crawled    through the kitchen after a tough soccer practice the first thing he would ask was the dreaded question: "so what did you learn at school today?" Time after time, I would answer "nothing".  Little Miss Sassy, everybody.  Thinking back, I realize that 1) I had a serious case of teenage angst and 2) I actually did learn something important every day even if it wasn't necessarily related to school, which is still true to this day.   In 2014, I want to make a mini "book" of all the things I learn each day because often times I learn something and then forget it months later when I could really use that advice.  It'll be like my very own guide to life- some funny, some serious, some educational, some fun.   http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/originals /22/82/c7/2282c76049fc1ff9c2039ba87143e7f0.jpg For exam...

be li e ve http://www.bubblews.com/news/1167735-i-believe-in-me It's been almost a year since I got my first and only tattoo on my left shoulder saying "believe." When people ask me why I got it, I give them the Spark Notes version of it, not really bothering to get into my whole reasoning.  Partly because it's a loooong explanation and partly  mostly because I sound so cheesy when I try to articulate it.  I think because of that, I've forgotten the true significance of it, especially this past semester when I got caught up in, well...life.  When I was worried about my future, or grades, or boys, or drama, and felt overwhelmed by it all, I used to ask myself: "What happened to the girl with the believe tattoo?"  This winter break has really given me the time to think and I've realized she's still here, baby.   http://thepursuitofriches.com/2013 /11/10/day-26-them-goals/ Many people think I got my tattoo because I loved Justin Bieb...