Wedding Styleboard

Colors [Kuhl-er]:  The biggest and hardest wedding decision you will make.

While preparing for my wedding, I realized there are a ton of colors out there. There's everything from Ruby to Marshmallow,  from Cherry to Meadow. Who knew? But I finally chose my color scheme and am very satisfied. It will included an array of oranges and turquoises and will have a vintage feel to it.
If you have any suggestions, suggest away! I have open ears.

Norm [nawrm]:

A standard made by society, which unfortunately refrains individuals from being personal and sincere.
For example, when walking home, me and a fellow walker fell into the exact pace. We walked side-by-side for a little over a block and the entire time I had a persistent urge to speed up or slow down. It was so uncomfortable to share the sidewalk with this unknown male. But then I thought, "Why do I feel so awkward?". Why can I not walk next to someone and feel completely comfortable? Why do individuals in the elevator, all crowded together, going to the same destination, and probably have loads in common with one another, feel constrained to silence? Our society has made individuality so prized and rigid that conversation between strangers is looked down upon and steered away from.  It has become a taboo! How unfortunate.

After this incident, I made a vow to breach this social norm.

Homework (Hoe-m Werk):

Becomes nothing but a sleep deprivator, fun sucker, and time consumer.

Good thing I have my blog to distract me.

Festival of Color [Fes-ti-vle-of-cuh-ler]: provides a reason for individuals to throw powdered chalk at everything and everyone

In reality, the Festival of Colors is a Hindu practice celebrating the colors of spring. It is celebrated at the end of summer to unite people with love. Oh, this festival united people with love. It's crazy what color can inspire. Within ten minutes of being at the festival, I was splattered with powdered chalk. I became a walking, talking rainbow. Probably the best religious practice ever invented.
I cannot describe to you the sight it was when all 3000 people there threw their bags of color into the sky. It was a cloud of red, blue, green, and yellow. The sight was incredible. Awe striking. Inspiring. Then all of a sudden it was in your hair, your eyes, your mouth -- everywhere. I seriously couldn't see anyone or anything in this tornado of color. No on knew what was going on, and for a brief moment, I was slightly panicked that the chalked air would eventually suffocate me completely.

But what the festival did show me was the power of color. It brings so much joy and excitement. Or maybe the act of chucking color globs is what people enjoy.

Us before the festival began. notice the lack of color.

ten minutes later...



The best part was finding Lisa and Jess


the thousands of people there

several hours later...


During the Color Cloud

After the Color Cloud

Snow: destroyer of all motivation

When it snows, I am unable to get out of bed. I am unable to be productive. I am unable to focus on pretty much anything. If I had any wish right now, it would be for summer to be here, permanently. Not just tease me.

Graphic PortfoLio

inhuman domain

bottomless

doomsday

sinister stare

incessant inquiry

seemingly innocuous

The Basics.

I love change. I embrace it. I need it. I end up rearranging my room several times a month. I experiment with my hair, never having it the same for too long. It might have to do with my family constantly moving in my adolescent years or perhaps it's because I have a tendency to enter into a lapse of boredom. Change allows me to escape that realm.
Continuing on: when given an opportunity, I take it. I want to experience everything life has to offer. I live on impulses and unorganized schedules. I tend to do spur of the moment things and find myself loving every moment of it.
I am independent, yet dependent at the same time. I love doing my own thing, making my own decisions and living with the consequences. I also need people. I need to be surrounded by those I love. I need to feel needed, as does most individuals.
I thoroughly love raging--hard. It's definitely a required activity in my life. If I could make a law, I would require everyone to participate in dance parties weekly. It would be fantastic.
I am slightly messy. No, very messy. For some reason, order does not come easy for me. And when I have a moment when everything is perfect, it somehow seems to get destroyed the next day. I need to work on that.
I am also engaged, to the most amazing man I have ever met -- Curt Isenbarger. From the moment I met him, he brought a smile to my face --partly because he had a ridiculous mustache-- and continues to do so daily. I never really knew what happiness was until I met him. He is my everything.
I cannot wait for the surprises and excitements that lay ahead.