Single Waiting

Along with the compositions of pictures that I think I was posting on Friday's, I want to try to upload some of the best covers I have found. So that's also mainly for me to put up more music because I love music. This cover is Jessie J singing Rhianna's "We Found Love". Might I add, it's a lot better than the original. Don't hate. Just listen. Now go find you some love and live on.

I dunno about you guys, but I have this weird thing in my brain where I see blogs and photography, and my brain doesn't stop searching everything on the pages.  I will literally keep on clicking link after link, and before I know it, I've reached the end of the road. I have a feeling that has come upon me once again with the likes of Sincerely, Kinsey . o1. the name is almost the cutest, invites you to keep looking o2. i also have a thing for photography pages that have extra packages. you know the ones that have added blogs, diy crafts, homemade recipes... keeps you lookin' fuh daysss o3. i was smitten by the first image i saw of engagement session by the colors alone o4. i'm easily influenced by great photography that i just want to get behind my camera and shoot everything i see that peeks my interest o5. when i see they have a pinterest/instagram account, you better believe i'm following this couple mastered cuteness. Hope yo...

You have probably heard this song on the Apple commercial. If not... where on Earth have you been?! No worries. I'll fix that for you. He's derived from England. Of course, why wouldn't a voice like this be from yonder... Seriously, most of the musicians I like are from Europe. It's just turned out that way and I'm okay with that. Being born in Spain makes me realize I'm just Euro-blooded and there is nothing I would want to change about that. So, what you've been waiting for; Willy Moon and the likes. His voice... I'm digging it. Not to mention that I'm a sucker for a great girl drummer that backs up male vocalists. Because then I think about how they probably beat out many dudes and were just THAT. DANG. GOOD. Jouir.

one day he’s gonna grab my hand and i will feel that surge of energy proclaiming to me why this was all worth the wait is this what was meant when they all say you’ll see sparks? i’m sure it’s not. i’m certain that was intended for those who lock lips to feel the electric surge of unanimity but me… no i’ll know what my electric charge is from years of waiting. years of tears. years of fears. years of knowing someone loves me back and once our fingers are interlocked, that makes that charge locked in igniting the very fibers of my soul that connect me to God Himself patience… yes, dear. he says. one hand cupped to my face patience paid itself off to you

captivated Heart it’s funny people’s definitions of love.  when i think of love, i think of simplicity. it is one of the most universal things, yet has become one of the most intricate forms of expressions for people to mix up their head and heart. they mix up their wants and needs of love. they want people to complete them, but they need them to love them as well. you’ve (cliche time) got to love yourself first. and even when you’re with someone, they aren’t going to complete you. people want to see grand gestures of affections or gifts for them to see that someone loves them. that is a loose statement. i’m not assuming everyone to be this way. little things.  sitting at the edge of a dock, swinging your feet over the ocean. having your hair move around your face like a storm and his one small gesture of moving the hair off your face and behind your ear is how i see deep admiration and respect. you have time to love people. stop rushing into everything...

in this moment, i will barely understand how much of a legacy God is mixing for me i see my life a lot like this jar, packed full of things to create an even more amazing thing but in that jar, i can’t see the whole picture. i see myself at the very bottom i feel mixed up at times. i feel vibrant other times. but in general, pretty mixed up once i’m combined with all of these different life lessons, i will still never be complete i will be in a continual learning lesson but one day… one day i’ll see how beautiful it was to be so mixed up to be on the bottom because then in time, i’ll see how much i appreciated the work it took to be perfectly blended by having those mixed up and questionable moments in my life

red nails i used to hate nail polish! i mean hate it primarily because my dad didn’t want my mom putting nail polish on my sister or me when we were babies. he wanted us to be little girls and all that jazz. i appreciated that gesture of his, because now i can’t stand seeing the little girls on toddlers and tiara’s being exploited as mini adult dolls. it’s freaky really. anyways, because i disliked nail polish and was a dedicated tomboy for a good portion of my preteens and part of high school, i knew i’d never be in any nail color aside from clear. anytime i went to dances in high school, i’d end up peeling it off by the end of the night. later in my 20s, i enjoyed my first mani-pedi and i wanted to steer clear of colour, but you spend the money and walk out with clear nails, you might as well do your own mani-pedi.  so i went daring. i went bold… i got a nice neutral pale pink colour. haha. don’t laugh. i was branching out. i felt any colour would draw attention ...