Soul Mate?

You guys, I think I may have met my soul mate today. Alright, so I didn't really meet him. He rides the same bus as me to school (wow, that doesn't make me sound five or anything). I don't know who he is, but I am pretty sure we are destined for each other. Probably.

So I started noticing him on the bus a couple weeks ago. We don't always take the same bus, but have been on it at the same time a couple times the last couple weeks. He is cute you guys which is definitely a plus, but what made me notice him in the first place was how AMAZING his style is. Like for real, look at my pinterest board boys take notes and it's basically him. Kind of perfect really. And the fact that he was reading.. on the bus. I don't know if you understand how truly rare this is. IT'S RARE!

Anyways, so today I get on the bus. No big deal really. To be completely honest, I didn't even realize he got on the bus until he sat down across from me. Of course I was like, "Ooo well dressed man again!" Then something happened. Something I was not expecting, and that totally shocked me in the most wonderful way. He pulled out a copy of The Catcher In The Rye and began to read......

Alright, so here is the thing. This might be like my all time favorite book. Like, I might even like it more than The Great Gatsby you guys! Let's just say my heart started getting all weird, and my stomach started doing somersaults. Who is this guy? Who is this beautiful stranger that started riding on the bus the same time as me? Of course any normal person would have started up some conversation with him. Something like, "Oh, The Catcher In The Rye! That is one of my favorites!" or "Oh, The Catcher In The Rye. How do you like it so far?" Yeah, that is what NORMAL people would do. What do I do? I will tell you. I sit there, staring at him awkwardly, mouth slightly open, doing everything I can not to drool that this human being (that I already find quite handsome) is reading MY FAVORITE BOOK OF ALL TIME!

I don't understand how these things happen to me, but they do. I just do my best not to fall on my face most of the time. Hopefully one of these days I can muster up a simple hello to the beautiful stranger, but until I live in a world where good things happen to me (oh I hope SOME of you caught that quote) I will just stare awkwardly and do my best not to drool. Le sigh*

The Classics

I have been spending a lot of time at the library lately, which means I am gathering a lot of books. I feel like everywhere I turn I have more piles of books. It is getting a little out of hand.. but not really.

I tend to pile my books in categories. Not always, but it is something I have recently realized.

I have decided that I am going to start collecting all my favorite "classics". My only rule is I can only buy them from used book shops. There is an awesome little used book shop in downtown SLC that is just too die for. I could spend hours in there! I stopped by this weekend, and ended up coming out with The Catcher In the Rye. This was one of my all time favorite books in high school, and finding this little beauty is what gave me the idea to start collecting all my favorite "classics", or books written by some of my favorite "classic" authors (ex. F. Scott Fitzgerald aka my favorite). It was a blast going through all the old books, and I even took one of my friends with me! She had never been, and ended up going home with two adorable little books in French. She is serving and LDS mission in France, so they were absolutely perfect.

As odd as it may sound, one of my favorite smells EVER is the smell of old books aka used book stores. Call me crazy, but it is like it just smells like history. Just old and strong and fantastic. It is so mind-blowing to know that every single book in a used book store was owned by someone else. It had a whole other life before it made its way to the used book store, and I just love that. I am a weirdo though so... probably in this alone.

On a completely unrelated note, I have been having a really hard time being inspired to pick out my outfits in the morning. I just can't do it. Nothing looks pleasing to me, and I end up putting little to no effort whatsoever into my outfits. It usually comes pretty easy to me, so this little funk is freaking me out. I seriously walk out the door in jeans and a band tee half the time. Like for real you guys! It is getting bad. Maybe I am just getting lazy. Whatever it is, it needs to end. Like right now would be good. Does anyone have some good ideas/inspiration to get out of a fashion funk? Absolutely any advice will be accepted. I am even letting my mom dress me some days, because I don't know what else to do (this is actually a good thing though, because my mom has excellent fashion sense). So please... HELP ME!

Well things have been crazy busy. I always hit a certain point in the semester where I just can't do anything anymore. I am trying to stay motivated, and I am trying to make sure I am staying creative. Yesterday I did a little photo shoot with my friend Emily. I am LOVING how some of the photos turned out, and I can't wait to share them with y'all. It was quite an adventure taking these photos, but more on that later.

I hope everyone has fun plans for the weekend. Today was my little bros birthday, so today was filled with streamers, balloons, party hats, Chinese food, and of course cake and ice cream. We do birthdays right in this house! Other than birthday celebrations I don't have a single plan for this weekend so it should be interesting. It is one of my best friend's LDS mission farewell on Sunday, and I am totally freaking out. I am not ready for her to leave! I have no idea what I am going to do without her. I fully support her and I am unbelievably excited for her, but it will be hard not having her here. I am going to loose my concert buddy! Sad face...