excuse our crazy moments that we absolutely live for.

i love my girls.

the end.

<3

hating?

"sometimes i think you be hatin'."

on what?
on who?
and, most importantly, WHY?!

never needed to.
don't want to.
and never will need to.

especially when it comes to the partying and FASHION and boys.
ending this blog with a ... FOH! <3

and that's why you're beautiful...

i gotta secret that i need to tell ya.
i do not look in the mirror. - psh, sounds like bullshit to me, EVERYONE looks in the mirror. right?
when i look into the mirror, i focus on one particular thing at a time.
my eyebrows.
my nose.
my lips.
my hair.
my shoulders.
my butt.
my stomach.

but never at ME.
i've heard time out and in, that "you're beautiful, ma." "my little sister is sooooo pretty." friends, potentials, boyfriends, parents. but i can only say i believed it sincerely from about two people in my life thus far.
once a month, i LOOK in the mirror to see ME.
it's a hard two minute gaze. my entirety.

i see beauty, once every two months or so.
whether my hair is in knots, my lips are chapped.
i still see beauty on the OUTside of ME.
from the thick but well groomed eyebrows to the short eyelashes on each eyelid.
from my dark brown eyes and light brown streaks to my high cheekbones.
from the point and width of my pretty big nose. =)
from my very large, pout-like lips to the very natural lip line.

today, at 9pm, i looked myself in my mirror and said "and THAT'S why you're BEAUTIFUL". and meant it with every muscle, bone and nerve in my body.