If books were just books

Hitler wouldn’t have burned them during WWII. Bet that caught your attention. Because yes, I’m about to tie in how strongly HITLER¬†felt about burning books that were “un-German” to how strongly I feel about books and words and everything they can stand for. And I’m going to say his name, a lot. Hitler. I also…

Honest feelings about hashtags.

Okay. Here’s a thing: 83% of people incorrectly use hashtags on social media. I’m convinced. For some reason, hashtags are the most difficult thing for the general population to understand. I’d venture a guess that people are more bamboozled by hashtags than they are why warning labels haven’t been removed from hair dryers. Obviously you…

Yes.

Yesterday (Today) a lot of really unfortunate things happened. We’ve all been seeing them creep into our news feeds. It’s saddening, and I don’t have words to speak into it. So I thought that, in light of things seeming sucko, I would talk about something else. Just for a minute. Today I got into a…

Why do you fight so hard? You’re not special.

This is going to be one of those posts that I’m half afraid to even put out there because of the potential backlash it could bring out. However, I strongly feel it needs to be said. I want to start this post with a disclaimer: I have a relatively legalistic upbringing which made figuring out…

I’m 50 Shades of Done with Magic Mike.

Alright, that title probably has you giggling. As it should, because hopefully it’s opening your eyes to some of the worst excuses of movie making our generation has ever seen. I have not and will not ever read 50 Shades of Grey. I will not ever see any of the movies from the franchise. I…

I went back to my roots.

No, I’m not talking about hair color. I went back to my old stomping grounds this morning for the annual pool shoot. You know the one. It’s where I took that one photo I entered in that one contest that one time. Yeah, it’s pretty rad. Well, of course, since I’m in town I wanted…

What about the orphans?

I really love my brother. He’s a biblical studies major, and I actually think it’s the best because he brings around some RAD people to the house. I am so not an intellectual like he is, but I find everything that comes out of the kitchen conversations to be highly interesting. Well… one of his…

“I wasn’t put on this earth to look good in a swimsuit.”

In case you were/are freaked out by the picture, in no way is this a pregnancy announcement.¬† That’s a food baby combined with the fact that I needed to use the bathroom and I’m bloated because that is just what women’s bodies do sometimes. Let’s back up a little before I get into the knitty-gritty…

To the people who think Photoshop is the problem.

I have a serious problem with you. Yep. You read that correctly: I have a problem with people who have a problem with Photoshop(ping pictures of the human figure). Notice how I didn’t single out women. It’s not just a problem women go through. It’s just as easy to dodge and burn in some excessively…

The sweet tooth is actually genetic.

This isn’t meant to be a sad, everyone cry about it, post. It’s just a strange time of year for me. I’ve mentioned it on the blog before, but I don’t really ever celebrate the Fourth of July. Not that I don’t love America, I do. But for a girl who comes from a family…

It finally happened. Grab your tissues.

You guessed it: Chase and Rachel are getting married. But oh, the story is too good to keep from you. If you don’t have tissues handy, I implore you to grab as many as possible. Also, this post is LONG, so I hope you have a little time to kill. These two were some of…

I will do nothing short of anything for a picture.

We’ve talked about how I essentially have a crush on everyone. No, really. I don’t know how many times I can say this: I want to take pictures of everyone. Let’s talk about this couple in that photo with me. I was walking around downtown with my new friend Patrice and we had walked past…

Dogs are people, too.

Anyone who is my friend on Facebook knew this post was coming. I had quite the start to my week. I’m going to rewind to about the second week I got to North Carolina: I met this random girl (let’s call her Brandy) in my apartment complex when she was walking her brand new black…

Lying liars who lie.

Obviously I’ve been AWOL from blogging since Kansas City. In short, I’m supposed to keep a fairly low profile while I’m on this current assignment. I figured that my Facebook and Instagram are private enough that it won’t cause any problems, but blogging got put on the back burner. Also I had way too much…