Over the summer, and for years prior (since the sixth grade) that I’ve been looking forward to attending college, I always dreamt of the fun activities in which I’d participate, the interesting people I’d meet, and the endless opportunities of higher learning. While I have come to realize all of those expectations, I never stopped to consider the hardships I might face—most notably, homesickness. So far college has proven to be everything I ever imagined. But all of sudden? This week has hit me hard with an insatiable longing for home, and I’m sure I’m not the only one. While nothing will fully satisfy that desire until an actual return a la casa, most likely for Thanksgiving, here are a few tips to manage the yearning until that time comes. Continue reading
I originally wanted to title this post, “What to Wear to Niagara Falls,” but I decided that would’ve been too oddly specific…I mean, how many fashionistas go to Niagara Falls, don’t know what to wear, and feel the need to read a blog post about it? Probably not many (sadly). I had totally forgotten to post these photos back in June after my family returned from vacation in New York City and Toronto, but I wasn’t just going to let them go to waste.
I don’t know about y’all, but I’ve come to associate the fall season with fun weekend getaways (road trips to see the leaves changing, vacation to a pumpkin patch, a beautiful location to cross zip-lining off your bucket list, etc.). I’ve been craving a fall weekend getaway so badly now! Even though a whole post dedicated to Niagara Falls attire would’ve been a bit much (hit me up if you need specific outfit advice), a post with 5 quick travel style tips could be used by anyone. I hope I’ll have to use these tips for myself pretty soon, if you catch my drift. Continue reading
Let’s talk about hand-me-downs…Do you have older siblings? Or older friends that used to give you their used clothes? I have two older brothers, and growing up, it seemed like I never got any girl clothing items of my own. Instead, I always received “gifts” that consisted of old gross boy items. Obviously I did have some girl clothes, but it sure didn’t feel like it…and I loved being dramatic about how much I hated hand-me-downs. Sound familiar? Continue reading