Monday, June 29, 2015

Oh Hi!

Oh hi little blog!....Remember the days when I used to set up guest posters and schedule posts for when I was away? Now I just leave a bowl of food and water out for you and call it a week. Sorry for abandoning you! Mid-Year Resolution is to catch up on blogs and stay on top of mine. I have so much to share including how I almost drowned in 4 feet of water and how we almost died by being squeezed to death. I mean, BIG things in store.

For now...a few confessions:

I Confess...I am attempting to watch this season of Big Brothers since I know one of the contestants but man, that show is a commitment. Three times a week?! Aggressive.

I Confess...I loved mexico but I really loved coming back to America too and it's 4G! 

I Confess....Two and a half days into our Mexican adventure and Danielle and I noticed the teeniest, tiniest little sign in the bottom corner of our mirror that said "Water is not potable." I'm just gonna throw it out there Mexico that maybe you make that sign a smidge bigger....and like, not hide it in the corner. 

I Confess....Getting back on the healthy eating train is not that much fun. My diet somehow seems incomplete without an afternoon snack of pizza and ice cream. 

I Confess...I have good reason for being so MIA. In addition to being out of the country, I've also been teaching an insane amount of classes at Pure Barre. At this point I'm tucking in my sleep! 

For now, I'm going to rejoice in the fact that it's going to be a short week. Holla America! I cannot wait to bust out some red, white and blue in obnoxious yet fully American combinations.  

What do you confess?! 

XO, A 

Friday, June 19, 2015

Friday's Letters....The One With the Soul Mate, The Instagram Picture and The Immune System

Dear Facebook....Per your highly intricate and accurate "Who's Your Soul Mate" quiz, you've paired me with my sister. You say we have lots in know, like blood and genetics and stuff.  Dear Atlanta....Apparently we are going through a record-setting "heat wave." But I'm going to be honest, I think the temperature is lovely out. I mean, the constant glow of sweat on everyone's face, the take-your-breath away feeling as soon as you walk outside, the burning of the car leather on your thighs. Paradise. 

Dear Somewhere Not In the United States....It's me and you tomorrow...and five other babes. Prepare your shores!Dear Immune System...It appears you are 97 years old. Every time we travel together lately we get sick. Thankfully I have become a pro at mouth-breathing.I mean, attractive. Dear Random Person whose Instagram picture I accidentally liked from 172 weeks ago.....I want to kill myself. Just kidding but really...mortifying. 
Boho beach goddess

Dear This Getup....I literally have nowhere to wear you, but you make my soul happy. I just want to wear tank tops and flash tats and and braids and bohemian jewelry for the rest of my life. Clearly I do super well in the Corporate World. #tiedyeisnotacceptibleofficewear?

Dear Readers....Hope you have the happiest weekend of all time! 


Monday, June 15, 2015

The Ice Cream With The Sprinkles

I'm fairly certain there's an unwritten rule somewhere that birthdays must be celebrated with dancing and dresses. It's like birthday law. 

But being more of spontaneous personality type, I had made no such plans to don said dress or locate a dancing venue. When my friend Chelsea asked me what I was doing for my birthday, I was all like...

Thankfully Chelsea is a birthday Godmother. I met Chelsea through our blogs and discovered she lived in Atlanta too. I mean, sometimes life just gives you the ice cream with the sprinkles. I don''t know a person that loves birthdays (or half birthdays) more than her. And boy, is she good at them. Within an hour we had a Facebook invite, a date and a venue. Birthday magic I tell you. 

What ensued was the most perfect birthday fiesta with so many friends. 


Birthday Dressing

Chelsea Muffin! We pre-gamed with Charlie over some prosecco and chew toys!

Just missing Shannon and Nina! 

My ASB roomies! Love these girlies so much.  

Me and my little blondies! I love going out with these girls because inevitably, I always end up with one of these on my phone.....

Love them! 

Kristin and I. We were accidentally Twinning! 

Geez I am such a creep sometimes....Danielle dancing with Kirk! They're the cutest! 

Whit and Katie! 


Ubering home! We ended the night with pizza at Chelsea and Stone's house. You know you've had a successful night when you're eating pizza at 2 am. 

The bday celebrations are continuing in Mexico later this week. Remember that annoying kid's song "The song that never ends?"...this is the birthday that never ends. All birthday all the time! 

But for now, I'll set my birthday hat aside....Catch me up on YOU friends! 


Thursday, June 11, 2015


If you google the word "rich" you will be served with images of stacks of money, yachts, nice houses, fancy cars, beautiful clothes....Gucci, Louis Vuitton and Chanel logos. 

But let me tell you friends that those visual images of what "rich" is, are all incorrect. 

Because this.....this is what rich is. 
My beautiful Atlanta Crew (+Kayla!)

Rich is friends who battled Atlanta traffic on a work night to come eat seared tuna and oysters with me.

Rich is friends who leave their babies for the day, drive 2 hours and then drive another 2 hours at the end of the day to celebrate my birthday.

Rich are friends who send me the most incredible bouquets of flowers when I know there are so many other things that money could go towards.
From Whitney, Erica and Katie!

Rich are friends who remember your birthday and send the most beautiful rings all the way from South Africa.
Sweet Caley! I adore this girl and her beautiful family!  

Rich is a sister that spends hours putting together the most thougtful and crafty yet obnoxious and time-consuming birthday gift that takes you hours to figure out.
If there was a way to individually-wrap pieces of toilet paper, this one would do it!  

Rich are friends that send you the most "you" beach hat that ever existed because they know you're going away on a trip soon.
My Sweet Friend Jess. This little nugget of cuteness turned 2 months on my birthday. Ironically we both celebrated with bottles.

Rich is my friend Katie sending money solely for the purpose of buying the "fancy" chocolate milk, which must be served in a wine glass. She is my chocolate milk partner for life.
Black and white photos = dead giveaway for no makeup. Cheers! 

Rich are clients that somehow figure out your birthday and all send you birthday messages.

Rich is a mom that mails you cupcakes because she knows what an underlying sweet tooth you have and that cake is like a must on birthdays.
RESILIENCE. | via Tumblr
Every year on my birthday I can be found eating mini cupcakes for breakfast. I mean what is life without tradition....and 5 extra birthday pounds? 

Rich is friends that bring you "21st birthday balloons" because they know you and that you would kill them if they showed up in a restaurant with a "30" balloon. It is my most favorite balloon to date.

Apart from all the gifts and "things," I was so overwhelmed with people's thoughtfulness and generosity and time. "29 Again" might not be my favorite age but, man, last week I realized that I am so incredibly rich in friends and family and love. 

XO, A 

Friday, June 5, 2015

Friday's Letters...The One with the Panoramic Rearend Shots, California and Organized Fitness

Friday....we meet again. 

Dear Fitness....I've been attempting to organize you lately instead of going with my usual free-spirit do-whatever-the-mood-hits-you theory. But I truly don't understand how people have like "leg days." I mean how do you fill a whole hour with just legs?!

Dear everyone that  went to ASB...why does every picture that surfaces of me either have my eyes closed or a panoramic of my rearend?! For the love, please learn to crop! I swear my feelings won't be hurt. 
You thought I was going to post one of the ugly pics didn't you? ;)

Dear Ashley...You are officially old. And no, it's not because you just had a birthday. It's because your new favorite activity is filling out online reviews for purchases. I foresee a lot of crossword puzzles and Matlock in your future. 

Dear California....We meet again in just two days. Ready for sunny skies...or in my case, a lot of viewing the sunny skies from the Marriott windows. #workprobs 

Dear Rachel Platten.....You've been playing non-stop the past few days. Love Fight Song and this one:

Dear Readers....What are your weekend plans?! Let me live vicariously through you as mine will be consumed with work! 


Tuesday, June 2, 2015


it takes a long time to become young - pablo picasso 

To 30. Here.we.go.


Monday, June 1, 2015

Monday Confessions

My first confession is that this post was really intended to be Friday's Letters but, thanks to an insane Friday work schedule and my wily ways with the pen keyboard, I have transformed it into Monday's Confessions. 

I Confess...I accidentally face-timed my boss last week. And let me tell you there really is nothing more awkward than face-timing your boss....except for when he calls you back and says "It appears I've missed a face-time call from you? Is everything ok?" Technology is so hard sometimes. 

FaceTime with bae. ��❤️

I Confess....I had to have the gym staff wrangle my keys out of the wall lockers for me after my code would not work yesterday. Naturally, I blame the lockers. I am 87.3% my code was correct. 
arisays on Instagram

In yet another embarrassing and separate gym occasion...I Confess....that I wore my yoga pants inside out to the gym the other day. And only realized this when I got home. I hope everyone enjoyed seeing the tags and inside linings of my active wear. The gym struggle is alive and real ya'll. 

Hey girll
.....inside out
(I knew he'd understand) 

I Confess...When I chose the playlist for my Pure Barre class the other night, I was positive I had selected the radio version of Tove Lo's Talking appears that is incorrect. So to all the older women in my class who I'm sure did not appreciate the get-down lyrics to this little diddy I apologize. 

Talking body

I Confess...I have an progressively awful tan-line situation going on since returning from Destin. On my left arm I have a flash tat tan that looks like a mild flesh-disease. No big. And on my left I have a wrist-band tan line and then the # 3 sun-stained on my hand from my boat assignment. And even after a full-day of sunning on Saturday, that bright white 3 remains. Facepalm. 
miss summer :((

What do you confess on this first day of June?! 

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