I’ve said it before and I will say it again, time flies by soooo fast. Too fast! It’s not always easy to make some time for ourselves, to regroup, to reflect, but we must.
Today is a me day and I couldn’t be more excited to spend it sitting outside enjoying a treat and reading. Saturdays in your 30s! It was absolutely a perfect day (gotta love the California sunshine) to sit outside and enjoy a cup of coffee and breathe. Oh and do a little people watching too (hehe).
I know life is busy, but it’s also full of little pleasures that we need to make time for. It really is about all the little things…like a red velvet cupcake and a cup of coffee.
I wish I were exaggerating, but adulting is literally a daily dose of decision making. No one ever tells you this stuff!
I had a lovely lunch with a friend today and we both couldn’t agree more that we are constantly having to make decisions! Grad school or no grad school? Where should we move to? Which health plan is the best? A drinking game should be created where we take a drink every time we have to make a decision. Ha! Can you imagine?
So with all this decision making, I love not having to think about what to wear. I am a proud black on black wearer. It’s easy, it matches, I look pretty good. Black on black making adulting just a bit easier one black outfit at a time!
Yes, they are beautiful.
Yes, they photograph beautifully.
Yes, they hurt soooo much.
Yes, I’d probably do it again.
In a nutshell, I probably shouldn’t have worn my wedding shoes, but they were just so beautiful that couldn’t not wear them. The last time I wore white shoes I wore ruffle socks with them, but this time white shoes with just the right amount of bling felt so right. By the end of the mass I was almost in tears from how painful my shoes were, but I would probably do it again.
If you’re getting married soon and your shoes look painful, they probably will be painful as heck so plan accordingly. I changed into a different pair after the ceremony and again a few hours later (into flip flops). Here’s an iPhone photo of my wedding shoes that now are sitting pretty in a box and my feet want nothing to do with them.