Sometimes obsessing over things this way has some bad consequences. People tend to define me by what I love. When I was in high school, I bought a purse from Wal Mart because it had Tinkerbell on it (you know, from Peter Pan). I have always been endeared to her because she is little and sassy and full of spunk, like me. I bought the purse because it was adorable and I did not believe in carrying a backpack. That was super lame in my world. So I carried all my notebooks in this big tinkerbell purse. After that, for every birthday and Christmas for YEARS I was given loads of Tinkerbell stuff. I don't especially want to decorate my home with Tinkerbell alarm clocks and throw pillows, but my minor obsession led people to believe that was my life's goal.
Another time an obsession led me astray was also in high school. I had developed a love affair with Code Red Mountain Dew. Despite the fact that this stuff was probably the most disgusting drink ever invented, something about cherry mountain dew just really did it for me. I would buy the cute little skinny bottles all the time. During this time of my life, I was watching two little boys pretty regularly. One day, my sister and I had a dentist's appointment. We went, and I could not quite figure out why the dentist was grossing me out so much on that particular day. Something about the taste of the flouride and the hands in my mouth was not sitting well with me. When we left, I still felt a little funky but I convinced myself I was just hungry. So Meg and I stopped at a gas station and picked up some Pringles and some Code Red. About 5 hours later, I remembered that my boys I watched had had the stomach flu the previous week. And I knew it was coming. Let me tell you something: projectile vomiting Code Red Mountain Dew into a trashcan is not something I will soon forget. It's not pretty. Not pretty at all. *shudder*
Anyway.......despite those negative days in my obsession ruled brain, I still do it. And sometimes it is fun to share with others things I am obsessed with currently. I love learning about a great new author or lipgloss from someone who sings its praises. So with no further ado (or vomit stories, I promise) here are my current obsessions:
Yes. The kind you used when you were 4. It is still the best, glossiest, yummiest and cheapest lip gloss in the entire world. But it HAS to be strawberry. None of that Dr. Pepper nonsense. I have tubes of it everywhere. In my car, my purse, my bathroom, Josh's truck. It goes good over lip color too. I like embracing my inner child.
My absolute favorite right now (and probably of all time) author is Charles Martin. He writes books in the style of Nicholas Sparks (who I also enjoy a lot...and is famous for his books that are now movies like A Walk to Remember and The Notebook) but he does it better. Yes. 10,000,000,000 times better. And that is honestly no exaggeration. While Nicholas Sparks has all the right ideas for romantic books, Charles Martin has the pen and the talent to take those romantic notions and pack an extra punch. They are all set in quaint, Southern towns...which I love. And his books are found in the "Christian Fiction" section of bookstores, which I still have yet to figure out. They are not preachy or really about God at all.
This is currently my favorite book. It ruined my soul and rebuilt it all at once. I was sobbing and smiling. It speaks of a rare and truly selfless brand of love. Just beautiful and amazing. I want to go read it again.
As you may know, I am a pretty high stress person. I would not be surprised if I have an ulcer later in life. This delicious, creamy, soothy (yes I made that word up) line of goodies makes me relax. Really. I love the moisturizing body wash. It smells just so delicately of lavender and vanilla and its the best thing in the world to shave your legs with. And I have multiple little bottles of the lotion. Its so soft and not sticky at all. mm.
This pretty green can might as well be an accessory on me. I buy one every single day. They are 99 cents so I don't feel guilty about it. Since its summer, it is so refreshing. And since the can is huge and lasts me all day, I don't fuss over keeping it super cold. It actually tastes good warm. And feels good on your throat. Which, since mine is always scratchy this time of year is a bonus. Did I mention the can is pretty?
*Ahem* My wedding shoes. Aren't they f a b u l o u s?! These are not only one of my wedding colors, but will also serve as my "something blue." And they're saving me approximately $400 on a hem for my gown because they are 4.5 inches tall. *Deep breath* and repeat: "I will not eat it on my wedding day..."
I would like you to know...I have a problem. With Junior Mints. Its big. And Bad.
When I was in high school, I was given my first "big girl" perfume. Aka: not bought at Wal Greens. It was called Halo by Victoria's Secret. I am still in love with it and have a teeny bottle left. Sadly, about a year ago...they DISCONTINUED it. And I cried. For days. Not really, but I was sad...and it took me forever to find something I loved as much:
Say hello to my new best friend. Marc Jacobs Lola. It is vibrant and sweet with a little bit of a spice to it. I am told it is quite lovely by almost anyone that can smell it. That's the beauty...it is not overpowering or stifling. I even have a customer at work who calls me Miss Lola...because I told him to buy it for his wife. He did. And she loved it. And now he loves me. I just love spreading happiness!
Speaking of spreading happiness...I am OBSESSED with this delightful, hilarious, witty woman:
This is The Pioneer Woman. And her adorable, crazy, funny blog is my new favorite thing. She was a ballerina. A city girl who fell in love with a cowboy and was transplanted to a real live cattle ranch. She chronicles her new life with her "Marlboro Man" and her four "punk" kids. She cooks. She jokes. She sings Ethel Merman songs. She takes the most amazing.flipping.photos I have ever seen. She's my hero. I feel as though we are kindred spirits. And I love her.
I also absolutely adore talented people who are not yet famous. No big heads. No fancy studios to auto-tune every word you sing. Just raw talent. And cuteness. Tyler Ward, for those of you who don't know is an incredibly talented and *humble* musician. And he performs on Youtube. He is always recruiting people to sing with and help them in their journey. As a singer, he makes me melt a little...and be jealous I didn't meet him. Meet one of his prodigies...and him. Singin' this gorg-eous Miley Cyrus song. She's a doll. And her voice is like butter. Its been playing on repeat all day.
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