wedding fever.

For some very strange reason I am a little obsessed with weddings right now. I think it started when I saw The Five Year Engagement on Saturday night. Besides being absolutely charming and funny, the movie also made me think about what I want my wedding to be like. I'm not really one of those girls that spends their whole lives dreaming of her wedding day, I just want an excuse to spend lots of time and money on a big, fancy party. And since I am neither getting married nor sitting on a fortune I need to get rid of quick, I have just been living vicariously through wedding blogs. I can't resist, they are just so damn pretty.

All images from Ruffled Pinterest

Am I right? Doesn't it make you want to have a gorgeous little garden party?

war.

I don't know about y'all but I seem to always be conflicted. And I don't mean about whether I should eat mint chocolate chip or chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream (the eternal struggle). I mean aesthetically. Growing up I had a plethora of different styles including lime green "swooshie" pants, aqua marine jellies, and a pink pleated mini-skirt. And I loved each of them in different ways. As I get older, however, I seem to really be switching between two different visions: the grungy/beachy/slightly disheveled (but perfectly so) hippie, and the hip/clean prepster. I love both these looks and just when I pick one I get swayed to the other side. It's a little infuriating.

But also liberating. I like not having to be one person all the time. I like being able to wear my sensible black Payless flats one day and my absolutely ridiculous (yet so awesome) Jeffrey Campell heels the next.

And now I'm just conflicted about being conflicted. Should we be pigeon-holed into a certain style? Or it a signature style something to be cultivated and pursued? I don't know. Now I'm back at the beginning. But at least I'll give you something pretty to look at. Aesthetic #1, you're up.

So basically I want to always be dressed like I'm going to Coachella. Aka like this.

By the way have you seen Beyonce's tumblr? God she is amazing.

the truth.

I feel like I need to stop listening to this about fifteen times a day. Then again, I'm just gonna keep doing it anyways.

(By the way, I was gonna make a joke about the movie Precious and all that jazz, but then I thought it would just be pandering. So, your welcome.)