Boho Style // Intro

I recently wrote this post about my style rut.  Since then, I’ve been thinking about what style fits me best.  I have been browsing the internet and fashion magazines trying to decide what direction to take with my clothing choices.  

When I was really young, I loved a really eclectic and bold look.  I would try just about any style I came across- experimenting with black eyeshadow, crimping my hair, wearing knee high patterned socks or high healed sneakers… Then, as I transitioned to college age, I was more drown to a sophisticated, vintage elegance- I remember getting up early every morning freshman year to curl my hair.  Since college, I have gone through several style phases.  I’ve tried the classic look, salivated over rocky/edgy faux leather jackets, considered quirky hipster A-line dresses, worn looks straight out of outdoor magazines, and eventually fell into the comfort of my jeans and tees.

Considering my style now, I have to be realistic.  I am not going to put the time and work into achieving a vintage glam look, I get a bit bored with looks that are too classic, I’m not edgy enough to be rocker, and frills and whimsical patterns make me feel uncomfortably childish.  Then I thought, boho chic!  That’s a style that can be a little creative, a little polished, has an easy feel, and fits my casual lifestyle.

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2016 Goals

When this year began, I sat down and decided what my biggest goals would be.  I used a template I found here to make my own dry erase board out of an old picture frame to put my goals up on the wall of my bedroom.  Then I was reminded of my goals everyday as I worked toward them.  I also checked them off as I accomplished each one.


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My (lack of) Style

Once upon a time I wanted to become a fashion designer.  I could often be found scribbling designs in one of my many sketchbooks or excitedly binging on a Project Runway marathon.  I took risks with my style.  Pairing stripes with plaids, wearing outrageously bright sweaters, proudly donning a cheap dress purchased from a souvenir shop in Gatlinburg…

As I’ve gotten older, I’ve become less and less bold.  Also, due to my job, most of my life is spent in scrubs.  When I get home from work I often change right out of my scrubs into my pajamas.  Slowly my wardrobe has morphed into a uniform (much like my scrubs) of jeans and v-neck t-shirts.


Pictured above are the most worn items in my closet.  My only pair of jeans purchased from Old Navy’s online store since I need them long.  They are a medium wash bootcut jean that is probably a little too stretchy and that I noticed had a poorly sewn right front pocket a little too late.  The pocket sticks out of my right hip as if I had just pulled something out of it if I don’t remember to constantly tuck it back into place.

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Up until the past few years I didn’t have a plan for my money.  Often, I was out of cash before the next paycheck came and my credit card had a running balance.  I had no plan for future retirement or even for paying off my student loans.  I knew something had to change, but I didn’t know where to start.

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Hair Diary // Natural Color

I have always hated my hair.  I think most women want hair opposite of what they have.  My hair is fine, stick straight, and tends to get oily quickly.  Of course, I would love to have thick, dry hair, with a natural soft curl to it.  However, that’s not going to happen, so I’ve decided to try to make peace with the hair I have.


Over the years, I have dyed my hair many different colors to try to make it more interesting.  My hair has been light blonde to dark blonde, copper, auburn, light brown, medium brown, and (most recently) strawberry blonde.  I began dying it it when I was in high school, so I didn’t really know what my real color actually was.  When I got married in the spring, I started thinking about my future family.  I don’t want my bad self esteem to have an affect on my future children.  I want to embrace my natural hair and stop spending countless hours obsessing over different colors and  wasting ridiculous amounts of money chasing probably unattainable shades.

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