Hola babes!
Let’s jump straight into some fashion talk.
Has anyone else noticed how big of a splash mini skirts have been making recently?! It seems like everywhere I turn babes are donning mini skirts either with a roughed up graphic tee, a sweet & dainty top, or a mix of both. I’m not complaining though! I’m always down for some leg action!
What are you looking for in a man, in a partner?
Surprisingly, that’s a question my friends ask me often. I’m not sure if it’s because I’ve been single for a bit OR because they think I’m so great and know I deserve someone just as great. Hehehe.
I think it’s the latter LOL, or maybe a bit of both?
The more people have begun to ask me, the more I’ve started really thinking about my answer and what I’m really looking for. Yeah I’ve dated here and there, having my fair share of flings but nothing that would constitute being worthy of a mention.
After taking some time to think, I now know exactly what I’m looking for; someone to hold my hand.
In order to love someone else, you must first learn to love yourself.
I’m sure in someway, shape, or form we’ve all heard this statement time and time again. I mean, growing up, that’s all I ever heard. Childishly, I always figured it didn’t really mean anything because I knew I loved my mom; my dad; my family, but I wasn’t always so sure what it meant to love myself. As I entered into my teen years, life’s experiences got in the way and the negativity of my peers took center stage.
Kids were cruel, and at a young age (being oh so impressionable) I began to second guess who I was and the simple importance of me.
It’s finally here.
The week us college students have anxiously dreaded rolling around, and the week we get eager about diving into. IT’S FINALS WEEK. At least it is for me. If you’re in school like muah, you’re either in the same predicament as me and it’s here or it’s well on its way.
Personally, I don’t dread finals as most people do. Not sure how, when, or why but somewhere along the way my viewpoint on finals week changed. It’s stopped being this looming doom that settled into my bones and eventually dissipated. Somewhere along the way it became something I looked forward to.
Weird, right? Trust me, I know.
I guess I just started welcoming the stress and focusing more on the fact that the end was near, rather than the doom of a bunch of tests hitting me in the fucking face (sorry Mom!) in less than five days LOL.
Hola babes! I’m back again with another new post. Whoop whoop!
Am I on a roll OR WHAT?
Ever since re-familiarizing myself with what inspires me, I’ve had an eagerness to be back on the blog posting and chatting with you guys constantly. It makes me feel so good to know that a lack of inspiration happens to the best of us, but as long as we find it again; everything will be okay.
So in finding that inspiration, it’s made me reevaluate my thoughts about the direction I want to go in with, With Love, Thelms and why I started it in the first place.
