little letters, dress over jeans edition

dear dresses over jeans, i love you this trend.

dresses and tunics that are too short to wear sans

leggings, i won't forget about you. i can't wait

to wear you again and again with my ripped jeans.

dear iced americanos with white chocolate,

you are my favorite drink as of late. add a splash

of cream, and i get my daily caffeine and chocolate (or 

white chocolate) fix! you can't be too 

terribly unhealthy, right?

dear skin, stop peeling; just stop! i promise

to continue washing and caring for you, 

and i will be diligent about applying sunscreen all
summer. please. stop. peeling.

**little letters inspired by this blogger/post.

dear nails, i am sorry for chewing you off
last week. and for picking off my shellac manicure.
i hope you grow back soon.

dear bedroom, i know you won't clean yourself,
but really, could you clean yourself? i need
more time in the day to keep up with you!

dear blisters on my feet, i love you
because you result from getting back into
running outdoors, but ouch! you don't look very
cute (especially with sandals) either.

photos by bailey makaimoku photography

dress: zara (similar here), jeans: citizens of humanity,
purse: urban outfitters, bangles: nordstrom rack,
boots: dolce vita (thrifted via seattle goodwill)

dear pike place market, i never grow
tired of exploring here. rain or shine, you
are comparable to the heart of seattle. i greatly enjoy
finding new gems to explore -- like shugs soda fountain
mid photo shoot!

dear ruffles, i hope you never go out of style.
xoxo.

letters

tank, sweater & skirt: nordstrom, flats: thrifted

dear teen girls,

for the past two years, i have had the pleasure of volunteering at camp.

as the end of summer approaches,

i anxiously await our very special weekend together.

i am grateful for the time we shared and feel honored to have met you.

i am in awe of the honesty and humility expressed when sharing your stories;

i admire the courage it took to tell your peers about the loss

or losses you experienced.

i wish i could dry your tears, lesson your pain, and rewind the clock so you could share more time with the person or persons you lost.

i wish i could restore the carefree and happy childhood 

so many of you have become deprived of.

losing a family member at such a young age shows what an unfair place our world is.

 ( to read more of my letter, please visit here )

dear hair,

please grow.

dear room,

please clean yourself.

dear mom, 

thank you for helping with the baby today, buying me new bath towels (!!!!!!!!),

and filling up loui. 

i cannot remember the last time he had a full tank of gas.

i am a creature of habit - $5 here, $10 there... but never a full tank! 

thank you again.

dear credit card bill,

go. away. now.