born this way, baby

Here are a few of my favourite photos of the one and only, Lady Gaga. Whether she's decked out in layers of lace or fury of feathers, this is one diva who always rocks it. 

much love  xo

take a minute.

What. A. Weekend.

In a nutshell, I learned that; A) Vodka is not my friend, B) When one thinks a particular mixed drink tastes like fruit punch, one must not drink ALL of said drink, and C) I am the world's worst decision maker. 

Losing my purse, my keys, ID and some cash, I can handle. It's a regular occurrence for this scatter brained girl. But potentially losing a guy I seriously cared about... that's something I can't replace with a trip to the bank or DMV. 

Usually I say, 'get messy' and mean it in best possible way. Do something crazy, something wild and outrageous. It can be as minor as cutting off those long locks that have been weighing you down, or buying a pair of high waisted jeans that make that booty look fantastic. It could mean taking a spur of the moment road trip with some friends to, God knows where. Just do it. Do it with some conviction, and rock the hell out of it. 

I realized lately I haven't been taking my own advice. I'm just making a mess. I'm not doing what I want to do, I'm just... doing. This may not make a whole lot of sense, it's very rare that my seemingly endless rambling stories actually make sense. But some things you just need to get off your chest, you know? 

So instead of saying my usual little line, I'm just going to leave it at that. 

Because sometimes, even for an aspiring journalist, there just aren't the right words.