Nothing gets me more excited for a new season like fashion does. Spring is now upon us so say goodbye to black (as if) and hello to pastels and pretty colors!
I packed up my down parka and pulled out this beautiful burnt orange trench coat. This jacket is lightweight and easy to pack away into a purse, but still keeps you nice and warm when spring is more frigid than you hoped it would be. I paired it with simple dark washed jeans and black riding boots to keep the outfit casual, comfortable, and cute. This coat added a pop of spring color, and my teal monogrammed tote was the perfect compliment to my outfit today.
When I got brave on this cold day and peeled my coat off it revealed a quintessential spring outfit. This crocheted lace, tea rose colored, peplum top screams spring. Being me, I needed some sparkle in the outfit (quite literally) so I added this beautiful statement necklace that is both sparkly and colorful.
Where do I even begin this post . . . As some may know, this new adventure of school for esthetics brought me to a new city a few hours from my hometown. Unlike typical 4-year colleges and universities my school does not offer housing. This meant that just a few months after turning 18 I packed all of my belongings (well, not all . . . I could only take so many shoes :p) and moved out on my own. I was now taking on all of life’s grownup responsibilities like rent, groceries, cooking, cleaning, and the list goes on. This is where the pains of growing up come into play.
Being on your own and independent is great and has its perks. However, sometimes all you want is to have someone take care of you and all of life’s worries. For example, grocery shopping. Grocery shopping is one of my favorite hobbies. At least it was. That was until I had to grocery shop with the purpose of feeding myself breakfast, lunch, and dinner as well as paying for it all.
This leads me to my next growing pain. Cooking. Also one of my absolute most favorite hobbies. Then there are those nights like tonight. After a long day of classes and nannying I thought I had the perfect meal planned. I began to prepare it. Quickly, my perfect meal lead to tears. Nothing was cooking right. Nothing tasted good. I was exhausted. The left overs were supposed to be lunch the next day. Needless to say, I went to bed without supper and had to improvise lunch. Growing pains like these make me homesick. Not necessarily for home, but rather for the comfort of coming home after a long day and having food in the fridge to snack on while my mom prepares an actual perfect meal.
Growing pains aren’t all bad. Some growing pains lead to a feeling of accomplishment. I no longer am homesick. I don’t need Siri to tell me how to get to school and the grocery store, and most importantly Target, anymore. I am now more confident in exploring new places alone. I have a sense of calm knowing that I can handle real life and all of its grownup responsibilities just a few months after turning 18.
P.s. That is my roommates cat which I renamed Chubby because…… Well she’s really chubby
I thought it would be fitting to have my first blogpost be about the biggest part of my life at the moment. As of the past 4 weeks my life has revolved around school. SCHOOL SCHOOL SCHOOL. One word I hated for the past 18 years of my life… Until about 4 weeks ago that is. Here is what an average day of mine looks like while in school.
7:25am my alarm goes off and I begin my journey to school.
I throw on my fluffy white bathrobe and head downstairs and have breakfast which usually consists of cereal, yogurt, or fruit.
Then, I make my way back upstairs where the real getting ready takes place. It’s funny, at first school was about looking good and coming in with a full face of makeup. Now getting ready for school is simplified because why bother wearing makeup if the moment class begins its going to get taken off so your partner can practice giving you a facial?!
WHITE. That is the one word I would use to describe school. I start off by suiting up in my all white scrubs matched with my all white nursing shoes, socks, and the one sweatshirt I am allowed to wear for the next 4 months. Not only are the students a sea of white once I get to school, but everything around us is white. The beds are white. The bedding is white. The floors in the wax room are white. Lots and lots of white throughout the day, y’all get the point.
At school we spend some time learning the theory portion of a treatment. These are the legistics and such of a treatment which we then go practice on one another.
School is a word I hated until about 4 weeks ago. That’s because 4 weeks ago I embarked on this journey of being an Esthetician. Now, I spend every day at school and fall more and more in love with this career. The more I learn the more I want to know and the more I practice the more I love doing it. It’s funny how once you start learning about something you’re interested in, you really truly delve into it and fall in love with learning.
After a long day at school (9:30am-4:00pm or even 10:00pm some nights) I have a short drive home and throw dinner together out of whatever groceries I have left.
Thanks for following me on the journey of a day in my life (: