"America! America! God shed His grace on thee..."

Well, it's true... I gave in and decided to forego the European/London Christmas experience to spend $800 I don't have to fly back to the US. What helped me make this decision? I realized that Christmas = Family, and if I were all alone without my fam on this most important holiday, I think I just might be depressed. NO THANKS!

Soooo... Let me just say that I had a heck of a time trying to get everything done in order to come home... where do I even begin...

Being the brilliant person that I am, I booked my flight when I was in somewhat of a "I'm homesick and lonely" state. I therefore decided to leave BEFORE the due date of my final paper thinking... "Oh, I'll just finish it early..." Right... Geez... what was I thinking?! Then again, I also didn't realize that my tutor was going to tear a part my paper and make me start from scratch on the 5,000 word essay. Aaaaahhh...

I'd like to just say that I spent Tuesday night (my last night in London) re-writing my paper until 6:00 AM!!! By that point I still hadn't packed or done ANYTHING, and I was scheduled to leave for Heathrow at 1:00 PM. Hideous. I was able to finish everything though, and got to the airport in good time. By this point I hadn't eaten anything but figured I could grab a bite at the airport... Ummm... NO. There was nothing.... NOTHING! Not even a McDonald's!!! Oh, but there were 3 different coffee shops (Cafe Nero, Starbucks and Costas). How do people live off coffee?! I just don't understand... Anyway, I got one of those pre-made egg salad sandwiches (a dangerous thing to do indeed cuz they tend to be diarrhea-inducing), some crisps, and a lemonade. It was enough to carry me over to the rubbish airplane food that I actually ate and enjoyed... (disturbing!).

So this brings me to my flight...

Two words: NEVER AGAIN. Did you know that Delta specifically caters towards the "little and short-limbed people" of this world, cuz I sure didn't get the memo! My flight was awful, awful, AWFUL!!! Those of you who have flown with me know that I like to bend in half and sleep with my head and chest resting on my legs (doesn't seem comfortable, but believe me, it is). Well, twasn't possible people, and I was not happy! I couldn't straighten my legs out at all cuz they're too long and I just didn't know what to do with myself. Frustrating!

Moving on to my 10-hour layover at JFK in New York...

I landed in NY at 8:50PM and wasn't leaving until 6:50 the next morning. Problem is, Delta wouldn't let me check in earlier than 6 hours before my flight, and they were closing until 4AM the next morning. Here I was, thinking I could spend the 10-hours in the airport without my huge suitcase and be in more of a comfortable, safe place, but NO. I took the AirTrain to terminal 4 because it at least had some shops and places to eat, but it was seriously awful. I gathered all my crap, claimed a spot by a plug for my computer, and took a lil nap cuz I was so tired. Well, it was hard to actually sleep because people would periodically walk by and give me these horrifying stares/looks of disgust because I was like some homeless person lying on the ground. It was seriously disturbing! Then this security guy came up to me and told me that I couldn't be there and that I needed to move to this other area where peeople were lined up like sardines sleeping. Ummm... NO THANKS. So then I went to sit on this curved bench thing, hooked one arm through my backpack, another arm through my Prada bag, held on to my luggage with one hand, and attempted to sleep... Need I say more?

I finally got on my next plane, and flew in to Salt Lake City, UT. I seriously gasped at how beautiful the mountains looked from above. WOW. Utah is such a beautiful place, and I've really missed it.

Well, that's enough for now, but I still have to update you all on the rest of London from Thanksgiving up to leaving for the holidays! I will gradually update you over the next few posts...

Health Question...

Is it bad to eat spaghetti for dinner one day, and then both lunch and dinner the next day??? What about caramel-infused chocolate brownies at midnight? And then for breakfast?

London Temple

Last night was our ward temple night and let me tell you... it was AMAZING!!! It was my first time visiting the London Temple and it is truly beautiful. I felt so happy and at peace to finally get to go after 2 months of being here. Hooray! I must say, it was quite the trek to get to it though. It required taking Bus Route 72 to Hammersmith Underground Station, taking the tube to Victoria, taking the Victoria National Rail to Lingfield (and we missed our train so took to East Croyden, got off, and back on to Three Crosses), then a taxi to get to the actual temple! Quite the process compared to the 5-minute drive to the Bountiful/Provo temples. I ended up leaving my house just before 5PM and returning home well after 12AM. All well worth it of course! Love and miss you all... especially my family!!! xox

FIESTA FIESTA!!!

On Thursday night my flatmates and I threw the best party in the history of flat parties at the Willow House! We had a fiesta theme and served the most amazing snacks and sangria! We went ALL OUT people... I'm talking chips, salsa, home-made guacamole, little home-made cinnamon sugar donut holes, I made 2 large platters of layered taco dip, as well as 30 quesadillas cut up into little cute appetizer-sized triangles... I also created a non-alcoholic sangria with fruit juices mixed with British "lemonade" (essentially sprite) and cut up fresh lemons, limes, oranges, apples, and pears. It was DELICIOUS!!! We all worked hard cutting, cooking, mixing, organizing, cleaning, and decorating!

That was just the food... We also made home-made invitations to post to all of the doors in our building, as well as home-made flowers out of colored tissue paper to decorate our flat and put in our hair (see below). Kat was our main party planner and she did an incredible job! Everyone really seemed to enjoy the drinks, snacks, dancing, and social interaction. The party was quite the success!

Voilà! My amazing flatmates! We have quite the flat representing many cultures and countires! Let me introduce you to them (from left to right): Denise (from China), Kat (Puerto Rican from Philadelphia), Florence (from Belgium), Çağdaş (from Turkey), Meghan (Italian from New Jersey), Randa (from Libya), and me (Filipina, Dutch, Chinese, Canadian from Utah)! Quite the multicultural group, eh?

Let's just say that with our combined efforts, we threw an amazing party! Might I also add that we're the only single flat in all of Willow House! Wooo-wooo!!! Willow House Flat 3: Representing single, intelligent, and beautiful people from all over the world! =)

First Football Match!!!

Okay everyone, are you ready for this...

I went to my first European football match and it was SO MUCH FUN!!! Here is the proof - it's my actual ticket which I scanned (oh yes, a true blogger now) for all you people to see:

I must stress that this was truly a CULTURAL experience. Never have I encountered the species of "British Football Fans" and let me tell you, they are OUT OF CONTROL! The closest thing in comparison would be Canadians at a hockey game, but even still... they do not measure up to just how INTENSE these football fans were. Whoa... a bold statement I know, but I'm Canadian so I'm allowed to make it!

The stadium was fully packed with 42,000 people in it. It was at the Chelsea football stadium so I was cheering for Chelsea (as to not get myself killed). There were some Burnley fans, but you should've seen what it was like when they came in! There was a huge crowd of them - all marching in drunk and singing some Burnley fight song with hundreds of police surrounding them, marching around the group to keep them contained and protected. There were police on horseback in front, and 5 police vans behind the crowd on top of that. IT WAS INSANE!!! There was a separate entrance entitled "Away Supporters" at the stadium, and once inside they were completely blocked off by the police all lined up in a row standing there like body guards. I was sitting on the opposite end but could see the police having to break up several fights! The rage of the fans was truly unbelievable! Never have I heard so many profanities in my life! Seriously... I'm "profaned out" for the year... haha! How would I describe the men sitting behind me... Do the words "gnashing of teeth" mean anything to you?! Umm... yes. I could literally feel the air (and envision the spit) on the top of my hair as they were SHOUTING words you wouldn't imagine hearing in the states. My oh my...

I also didn't realize that one has to be able to sing in order to be a football fan! The ENTIRE CROWD would sing, chant, and clap to all of these different cheers and it was just so entertaining (and hilarious to eventually figure out what it was they were singing). I'm still not entirely sure, but let's just say that the many F-bombs weren't difficult to decipher.

One of my favorite moments was when I heard the elderly man sitting in front of me shout at the Chelsea players "Come on girls!" in your classic British accent. Haha! I was slightly concerned for the young man who was with him though because it literally looked like a blood vessel was about to pop in his eyeball! I could see the veins pulsing in his forehead... He seriously needed to simmer down! Everyone was rightly upset though because unfortunately, Chelsea didn't play very well. We lost the game... Our second loss at home since 2004! SAD.

Well, that's a little more detail for you on the experience, but you'll have to just witness a football match for yourself. Needless to say, my ears were ringing and my voice was raspy by the end of it all, but it was well worth it!

I know, I know... it's been forever...

Hello world!!! Just in case you were beginning to worry... I am still alive and doing well!

My dear, beloved blog followers, you will have to find it in your hearts to forgive me. I'm a horrible blogger and will repent and try to do better! Let me give you a brief update with some pics and I will go back to the more frequent and much shorter posts... I'll start with the most recent news.

HALLOWEEN!

Well, Halloween is not as big of a holiday over here in the UK as it is in the states, but my flatmates and I did decide to venture out and experience our first uni BOP. Two words: never again!!! As my flatmate Kat said, it was like a "junior high dance gone techno." Bad, bad, bad... Sad really, cuz we sure looked cute as two can-can girls and a gypsy!

Getting ready for the BOP...

Pretending to have fun at the BOP... haha

BLAST FROM THE PAST

I got to meet up with one of my old friends from Bountiful, UT the other day - Bryan Larsen. He and his wife moved to Germany, and his work brings him to London often. It was great seeing a familiar face, catching up, and eating yummy Italian food in Covent Garden.

We had a lot of fun walking all over central London. Here we are by the Eros fountain.

RICHMOND

Met up with girls I met at church, Jade and Kendall to have the Richmond tour and experience. It was a cold day, but was worth going out for the shopping, chocolate shop, seeing the apartment where "Finding Neverland" was filmed, walking through book shops, free hot chocolate, and visiting the oldest bridge on the Thames, Richmond Bridge. Truly a picturesque place!

Richmond Bridge!

Me freeeezing walking along the Thames!

ROXY

One of the funnest nights in central with the flatmates at Roxy Bar. Meghan knew the owner from when she lived in London before. We were treated like VIPs with free unlimited drinks and a personal tour of London on the way back to Roehampton.

STILL WAITING

Yes, everyone it's true. Not much has changed. The majority of my life still consists of waiting for the bus. However, I have learned to make the process a little more exciting. Rather than just sit there hot and bothered (actually very cold and bothered) like this:

I have found something to do that helps pass the time:

What can I say... even if it's a ridiculous hour in the morning, it's freezing cold, and people are watching probably thinking I'm crazy... I love to dance!

Dionysus: god of food, love, & wine!

After one month of living in London I finally had my first fish & chips experience! I went with my flatmate Meghan to the one and only Dionysus:

Feast your eyes on this!!!

"Eat me!!! I'm fried and ridiculously unhealthy but it's worth it!" (c’est la vérité!) YUM!!!

One Month Mark!!!

Well my dear loved ones... it's hard to believe, but I have officially been in London for one month!!! Time has gone by so quickly, and yet, I also feel like I've been here forever. It's crazy! I'm absolutely loving London life. It doesn't quite feel like home just yet (other than my haven of a room) but the other day I did realize that I was running down the stairs of the station like a crazy Londoner so I could catch the train and I didn't even have to look at the signs to make sure I was getting on the right train. I think that makes me pretty "offish" wouldn't you say? Haha.

It's been awhile since I've posted anything so let me give you a little update:

Went to Camden Market with my flatmates and it was so much fun! This is kinda like Canal Street in New York but 50,000 x better!!! It's pretty amazing... blocks and blocks of all different kinds of shops and food. I decided to venture out and try some West African food... It looked so good and was surprisingly de-lish!


I ate the chicken in the biggest circular pan with the naan-ish type bread in the basket. Yum!

I've continued to waste my life away while waiting for the bus, but have tried to be more productive while on the bus. These are some pics from my first two double-decker experiences!

Kat and I being studious reading of course... we are dance anthropologists after all! People tend to think we have it easy being dancers and only having two theoretical courses per week. Well guess what... I go to the library every week and check out a new batch of 6 books or so to read. It's not all fun and games people.


By night, however, we are not so studious and things can get a little crazy on the bus! The flatmates and I were obviously bored on the way to central. Let's just say it had been a long day dancing... hence the leotard and tights. No explanation for the pensive look. Just me being lame and getting ready for British Next Top Model auditions. Ha!

Went to Tooting to get my National Insurance number to work and found a Primark on the way back home. I've been freezing my bootie off in this London weather and finally buckled down to buy a thicker coat. I just couldn't wait for Christmas break. Here I am smiling in my new furry-hooded coat... nice and warm!

Last but certainly not least, I've discovered two other things that make me smile and bring me great joy:


Dark chocolate digestives (all of you who have tried these know what I'm talking about... One word: amazing)


and...

these Haribo sour candies. Ummm yeah... you all know about my little obsession with sour candies so I'll just stop there.

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The anxiously awaited pics...

It is time... I will now reveal my room to you all. Welcome to Willow House, Flat 3, Room 102:

This is my favorite part of the room:

My BED. Ohhh my beautiful bed! I bought the black and white reversible duvet cover and pillow case and those cute little purple pillows all on sale of course, and while they aren't dyer necessities, I swear they have brought me so much joy and comfort!

The WORST part about the room:

The BATHROOM. And just in case you didn't notice...

YES. That is the floor of the bathroom... No divider between the shower and all of the bathroom floor... as in... when I take a shower the entire floor gets wet. Yes, a daily flood in my very own bathroom. Lovely! It's just not sanitary people... Come on! I cringe at the thought of showering in the morning, though that little green mat that I bought helps me to not be as grossed out. I will say that I'm grateful for my private room and ensuite bathroom though cuz one things's for sure. The privacy makes it all worth it!

Waiting for the Bus vs. Watching Sports

Ok people, I'm back. Sorry for the lack of blog posts as of late. I promise to make it up to all you people who are apparently interested in reading about my life! =)

Sooo... I've come to a rather disturbing conclusion. Are you ready for this? Which do I prefer... waiting for the bus (and all public transportation in london for that matter) or watching sports? I am amazed at how much of my life is wasted freezing my non-existant asian bootie off while waiting for the bus. To get somewhere in london is always such an ordeal and costs loads of pounds that it almost isn't worth it, I swear. However, those of you who know me well (which would technically be you cuz what on earth are you doing reading my blog right now?) know that I'm not much of a sports person. I don't hate sports, I just feel like there is so much I could be doing with my life rather than watching a 4-hour football game. Anyway... seriously, are you ready for this? I would pick watching sports over waiting for the bus. Yes, it's true. I am quite simply not a fan of waiting in the freezing cold with wind and rain and flagging down a smelly, germ-infested bus with smelly, germ-infested people to pick me up so those people can breath on me and make me sick. No thank you! hehehe.

First Day of School!

Today has been pretty amazing. I'm so excited about my classes and all that I'm going to learn for my masters degree!

My first class on Mondays is "Dance as a Socio-Cultural Practice." My professor is Andree Grau and she is awesome! She had my attention from 9:30am-1:00pm... can you believe that? There is so much to learn about dance and its place in culture. I love, love, love this class!

My afternoon class is "Looking at Dance" with Stephanie Jordan and it is going to be amazing as well. We studied the ballet Les Noces today and it was really fascinating because we took an interdisciplinary approach to analyze and understand the dance. I will be doing dance analysis in this class with a philosophical as well as anthropological approach. We even learned some of the choreography of the the ballet! Very exciting!

I know I am such a nerd, but I feel so happy that classes have started and can't wait to dive into all the reading! It's going to be really hard work but I'm so excited about all that I get to learn here. Dance Anthropology truly is my "dream masters program" and I can't believe this dream is a reality! Wow... I'm so blessed.

C'est la vie!

There's nothing quite like strolling around central london at night and sitting outside a cafe drinking hot chocolate. Mmmmm...

Hooray for telephone booths...

So today I went shopping at ASDA, a store in London that is pretty much the equivalent to WalMart. I decided that I need to get a few things to spice up my room so it doesn't feel like such a prison cell (pics to come shortly). While I was waiting for the 265 bus it started to rain - actually pour. As I went to flag down the bus I guess he didn't see me cuz the 72 bus was in the way and the blasted thing didn't stop!!! The bus to ASDA comes every 10-12 minutes so I had to take cover and found safe haven in one of these:

Granted, the phone booth I was in wasn't as nice as these two, but it was sufficient. Now that I think about it, I wasn't even grossed out by being in the phone booth and by the many germs that were probably floating around in it! Ha! See, I'm overcoming the germaphobia already! Thank you London!

Central London Photo Frenzy!

So the university has been putting on activities all week for the international students. Today was the "photo frenzy" in central london.... my first time there!!! It was really exciting. They made it like a scavenger hunt where they put us in groups of 6 and we had to answer 20 questions that were clues to the tourists spots, and then we had to take a picture with a disposable camera. We had to do it as quickly as possilbe because it was a race. Let me tell you... being the competative person that I am, I was all gung-ho at the beginning but it was soooo exhausting!!! By the end of it I was like - I don't even care anymore, just get me back to my flat so I can sit on my boutross! My legs are killing me now because we saw all 20 different places and were walking around from 9:30am-3:30pm non-stop. Needless to say, I'm pooped. Here are some pics from the event though. It really was fun.

This is me with one of my flatmates, Kat. She is from Philly and is also getting her MA in Dance Anthro! There are 5 of us - three from the states, one from Denmark, and another from Greece. This is a pic of me on the tube for the first time! Brought back a lot of metro memories in Paris...

It was a busy day with tourists everyone. Big Ben!

Buckingham Palace

The largest pelican I've ever seen just chilling in St. James Park!

A statue of Eros that we had to find and take a pic by for the frenzy. Rad is on my left from Serbia and Andy, Stephen, and Justin are on my right from Biola University in LA. They are just in London for a study abroad and I was pretty excited to meet them because Biola is a Christian school where they have a similar honor code to BYU. Cool!

These are just a few of the pics because most of the ones we took were on the disposable camera we had to use for the activity. There is so much to see and do! I'm so excited to explore this magnificent city!!!

Journey to London

Well, I can hardly believe it myself but I am in London!!! It has been quite the adventure so far, so I'm going to do my best to update you. I'll start with the evening before I left...

Hannah, Holly, and Michelle came to visit me from Provo my last night in the states. These girls have been my best friends this summer and I honestly don't know what I would have done without them. We went for my last meal at Cafe Rio, then came back to my house for cheesecake and reminiscing about the good ol' summer days. Up until this point we were doing really well but it was the group hug before the last goodbye when Holly started crying and then we all cried. Ooohhh how I love and will miss the "core 4" of summer 2008!

Tree came over after that to keep me company while packing and spend the last night with me. Finally it was the day of and I was totally bawling and freaking out... NOT WANTING TO GO AT ALL. I finally chilled out and got everything ready. Selena took me to the airport and saying goodbye to her and the kids was an absolute disaster. Once again... bawling.

The plane ride from Salt Lake to Chicago wasn't bad, but it does involve a funny story. Question - how do you feel about people who talk to you on the plane? I've never really had a problem with it because I enjoy meeting new people, but I also try not to initiate it too much because I don't want to be annoying or whatever. I'm also not a fan of annoying people who talk too much. Well, my next question is this - if you do talk to the person sitting next to you, how much is too much? And when are you divulging too much info? Example... the girl next to me was a really pretty girl from Brazil. We chatted for a bit and then all of a sudden she was touching her boobs saying that they hurt and told me she just got a boob job that morning... Ummm... can we say too much info??? She literally had just come from getting the plastic surgery. Poor planning if you ask me. Anyway... haha. Kindof funny really.

Landed in Chicago at 5pm and my flight had boarded for London at 4:55pm. Needless to say I was freaking a bit because I still had to find the gate where my plane was departing and Chicago is HUGE! Not to mention that I had my heinous carry-on with all 40 of my books (30 pounds) for this semester in it. And get this... NO WHEELS! I wanted to kill myself! Seriously, I was sweating and it hurt so bad. I'm still sore. Anyway, everyone was all boarded and here I was running around the airport sweating and praying that I wouldn't miss my flight. Ugh! No worries though, cuz I made it!

The flight to London wasn't bad at all, and I didn't even sleep for most of it! I wrote 10 pages in my journal while listening to music and then watched the edited version of the Sex and the City movie. I was sitting in an aisle seat with no one next to me and a really nice Ukrainian woman with a very thick Russian accent in the seat next to that. She was so great and was so excited about Sex and the City. She kept on pointing to the screen saying "Sex ;lakdf;lkadflj!" "Sex a;lfdj;lakjdf;l!" (I couldn't understand her at all... She was trying to speak english but it wasn't working very well) Anyway, the movie was surprisingly good and I was amazed at how much the 4 women remind me of the "core 4!" Here is a pic and this is who I think is who (I don't know names cuz I'm not really a Sex and the City watcher).

I am the one on the left. She is a total germaphobe about everything. Hannah is absolutely Sarah Jessica Parker. Gorgeous, sweet, and totally into fashion. Michelle is next because she is the brilliant one, and Holly is the one on the right because she does PR, is rich, successful, and loves men. Anyway... random tangent...

Back to London and arriving at the University...

I finally arrived and felt like HE-double. So, so tired. Thankfully people from the University were there to greet me holding little Roehampton U signs, and I got to meet some of the other international students. We took a bus ride to the University and checked into our accommodation. Ummm... this is where the depression set in because I was horrified by the state of my room. Call me a spoiled brat but it reminded me of the nasty hostels I stayed in while traveling around France and Belgium and I was totally grossed out. I think I have a problem... but London will be just the thing to help me get over that.

This is becoming quite the novel and I'm probably boring you to death! I think my blog has become my journal... kindof disturbing since everyone can read it but whatever...

So my first couple of nights haven't been that bad, but I still feel so tired. Yesterday was a bit of an adventure because I took the bus for the first time and went to ASDA - a supermarket that is pretty much the equivalent of Walmart. I took one of my empty rolling suitcases so I could shove all my crap in for the bus ride back. There were other students there who thought I was pretty crazy with my rolling luggage, but they were jealous of me in the end. Haha.

Last night was fun too - my first party experience in London. It was just at the flat of this guy my flatmate met from Serbia named Rad. There were a bunch of people there and everyone was so nice. It's amazing to be meeting people from so many different countries. I'm surprised by how many people there are from Greece and Cyprus! I'm going to have friends from all over the world! Amazing!

Today has been pretty low key with an information fair all morning. Tonight should be interesting with a dance and possibly going out on the town... We'll see.

Well that's a pretty brief update, but I will do better about making my posts smaller and more frequent. Here are a few pics of the University! This is the Grove House right in Froebel right by where I live. There are beautiful parts of campus... very historical... and other parts that aren't so beautiful... =)

I guess this building was in the film Pride and Prejudice... it is beautiful. Here are more pics from my walk through campus...

Fountain in front of Grove House...

There is a really big lake on campus and this is a pic I took while walking along the path that I will take to class everyday. Beautiful, eh?

More pics to come everyone! I love you all and will keep you posted! xox

A Tribute to Summer

I have to admit, I was extremely skeptical about this summer. Things ended up being a lot different then I expected, but I can honestly say that this has been one of the most memorable summers ever! Here are some of the highlights...

Fort Lauderdale, FLORIDA

I went on a trip to Florida with my brother Jon to visit his mission. We had so much fun staying in an amazing hotel right on the beach, hanging out with his mission president, visiting Haitians and eating Haitian food, and shopping of course!

Oakland, CALIFORNIA

I had the opportunity to visit my mission for the first time! It was one of the most INCREDIBLE trips of my life. I was able to see so many people that I love and have missed since returning home. The biggest highlight of the trip was definitely attending the sealing of Ben and Robyn Morgan. One of the happiest days of my life!

Can you tell how happy I am?

Provo, UTAH

Who would've thought Provo could be so fun? Well, we made it fun with dance parties and movies on the grass! Ohhh the UAC...

My 24th Birthday


My favorite girls this summer - Holly, Hannah, and Michelle (with Rachael mia but there in spirit) threw me a little birthday party and Holly baked me a delicious cake!

GOLFING






I went golfing for the first time ever! I always thought it was a boring game for old people... well, now that I'm 24 I guess that makes me qualified! Hahaha. Seriously though, I had so much fun! This is an actual shot of me after a hit! Not a pose!


So, those are just a few of the highlights, but I really had a blast this summer and met some incredible people. I love you all and am going to miss you in London! xox

24 & single: hot or not? i think HOT!

One of my dearest friends just turned 24 today... a rough age for some women who are single and would rather not be. From what I keep hearing the problem is this: the guys who are our age or older don't want to date us. Is this true? This particular birthday girl (who might I add is very beautiful) happened to be driving in a car with one of these "elect guys" who said this - and this is a direct quote-

"the younger ones stay hotter longer"

Which brings me to my question- Is 24 and single hot or not? I'm sorry but seriously?! How could someone say something so shallow! Maybe the 18 year-old girls are hotter with their teenage bodies, but we've got something on them: life experience and wisdom. Perhaps I'm bias because I just turned 24 a couple weeks ago, but I think 24 is hot and I am so excited about this year!

To Blog or Not to Blog???

This has been the big question in my mind... a difficult decision indeed. With the help and example of the beautiful Holly Lynn I have concluded that it's for the best. I am down to my one week countdown until I move to London, England and this is a perfect way to keep everyone posted on my adventures.

Hope you enjoy and LOVE you all! xox