Trends.

One word: trends. This fall, puffy jackets, denim, mini skirts, and sexy bold prints are inhabiting the clothing lines. So, since we know we will be taken care of pattern wise, kept warm, and will be looking great; what's not in this season? When I go on vouge.com (which is a daily occurrence) I don't see a link for attitudes, or character. There is nothing for inspiration, nothing about love, and nothing about hope. This season's it item shouldn't be a jacket (however adorable they may be), it should be compassion. Going into winter, I want to see smiles, hear laughs, and feel warmth. I am tired of hearing men say, "ew! She is fat!" and girls discuss how pimply boys are. I don't want to hear anymore about Ebola, or about how America is stupid (which I hear a lot believe it or not). I want to take a moment, and think about how pointless this really is. Thousands of dollars are spend on magazines that have the latest jackets in them, and gossip about Taylor Swift's new album, but what people need to hear most, is how to be nice. Just be nice, and be hopeful, how can that end up being "last season"?

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Cherries...

This was the first dress I have ever made. With winter coming up, it makes me think about my past summer, and the one before that. Not every summer can have the best cherries on the tree, and I am coming to terms with that. However this winter, even while the snow flakes are falling, I am going to make my cherries grow, and they are going to be the reddest, and the biggest cherries in the world because this my life, and I can focus on the good instead of the cold and ice. 

One Day..

One day you are going to meet someone that you can't be away from. Someone who has you'r heart in the palm of their hand. The butterflies unbearable, you'r palms sweaty, and you'r smile sparkling. He will kiss you, with so much feeling it hurts. He will love you, with growing intensity. He will cherish you, and do anything for you. But my "one day" was 2 years ago today. 

Stars.

   Those tiny lights, way up in the sky. They sparkle so beautifully, and perfectly. They look small, but up close, they could burn your eyes. Stars are a very powerful, very large, fixed luminous point in the night sky. Stars are strong. Stars are not immortal. Stars grow. Stars are real. And so are we. Kids, are exactly like the stars. People think of us as small, tiny humans that can't do anything or have one good idea. But we aren't actually small, we just seem like it because they are too far away, and they don't know us. We can't give up on our selves, and our dreams just because people tell us that we can't do them, or that we aren't good enough.  We have the power to make our own destiny's.
  Finding your self is hard, and I am not even sure if I know who I am. Its basically like shopping. If you give up at your first store, you don't deserve to find what your looking for. Its hard, and your feet can get tired, you can end up hating the pants you decided to wear, and even having your phone die on you. But real, hard core shoppers don't stop. They keep looking. That is what real people do. Real people don't stop trying to become something they want to be. Real people love them selves. But here is the question, how are we supposed to love our selves, and believe in our selves, if we don't know who we are, and why do some stars shine brighter than others?

Gossip.

Gossiping. Its bad right? I mean, our parents have told us not to gossip, the bible tells us not to gossip, and yet the world still gossips. And we don't even know we are doing it half the time. So question, if one of my dear friends has something hard going on in her life, and I tell another friend, am I gossiping? Or am I concerned? If a girl at school says something mean to me and I tell someone else what she said, am I gossiping? Or am I just pissed off? Maybe we are subconsciously caring for others and for ourselves when we gossip. Maybe, deep down the world is actually good.

Mirrors.

   You can be having the best day in the world and then it can all come to a screeching halt. I think everyone can experience that once and a while, which comforts me, because it happened to me on Tuesday. A beautiful day, and of course I was exhausted. I had a project due and a test to take, so I was up until around 2:00 the night before.  I could hardy keep my eyes open. She told me to go to his office while I was in choir, minding my own businesses singing.
   While walking down the hall way I knew something bad was happening. It was just a feeling I had in the bottom of my stomach, kind of like the feeling you get when you know you hate your outfit but your late and have to leave the house feeling uncomfortable. However, my feeling was 10 times worse. I walked into his office with a smile on my face, a fake smile, trying to hide my exhaustion. Two  of my advisers from a club I am apart of were sitting in the plush chairs.
   The next thing I knew my heart was out of my body, crushed, and thrown in the garbage can. I couldn't breath, and of course I was balling. Someone had complained about me. Someone told them I was a judgmental bitch who made fun of people's clothing. If you have met me, or read my blog, you would know I'm not like that. I'm against that! I want people to be themselves! Its what my future career is based on!
   After an hour of tears, I thought to my self, why do I care? I know who I am, I know I am not judgmental at all.  Its like a serios of mirrors. A mirror at a shopping center looks completely different from a mirror at home. They make your face look wider, your hips look bigger, and your skin look grey. But you normally buy whatever it is you tried on, because you know your body, you know it will look better outside of the store. Those kinds of mirrors are how other people reflect you. Your mirror is how you reflect yourself. So why do we care about the other mirrors? We shouldn't. Be yourself, know yourself, and use your own  mirror. ☀