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July 15, 2011

i see no color

yesterday whilst at camp, one of the girls said “this must be a black girls camp” with a look of disgust on her face. imagine mind as its racing to find the right words to say, refraining from bopping the little one on the head. arose the various proceeding comments, “wow! you’re so racist!”,”did you hear what she said?”, “ms. jen! do something!” i told the girls to calm down, everything would be okay and i would have a much needed conversation with the one who voiced such comment.

i completely forget that there are still people who have a negative view of different colored people. once in a while i get the typical “she’s mexican” comment about myself and it always catches me off guard.

i see no color.

i’m a hispanic woman married to a caucasian man, and when i look at pictures i don’t see anything different. i walk into a room of mostly black girls and don’t see a difference in any of us.

we all bleed the same color.

so when i’m looked at for comfort and rescue in such events, i feel obligated to erase the lines that have been made. a sensitive subject and wanting to just say the right words and hear an, “i understand exactly what you mean.” but that’s not reality.

there are people who still feel superior, their race is better than others and it’s an act of hate, that cannot be denied.

i want to end this post with a “let’s unite! let’s fight!” sentence but it seems petty. at the same time it’s not, this is just a reminder to you and i both that we need to live aware of the evil things in this world and stand for what is right, to whom ever, wherever.

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July 12, 2011

reminder:

 

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July 10, 2011

i love being a lady

there’s a special feeling i get inside when i feel like a lady. those days when i dress entirely the way i please, the only makeup on my face is a swipe of coral lipstick and the cults are blaring loudly from my iphone. or even the nights when i put on a bright skirt and straighten my hair, hop in the car and let william treat me to our favorite dinner. let’s not leave out the nights when my husband comes home to find me in yoga pants and a sweater, curled up watching a totally gushy movie that would otherwise make his brain rot.

i accept that i am weaker than my husband. i like that he’s my protector, when i lie in his arms i feel as if nothing can hurt me. my self-esteem soars when he acts as if though he’s never seen me naked, every time i undress. i’m his gem, nothing can take my place.

i love being a lady.

i’m not bound to the idea that i have to be a stay at home wife, or that i need to be the world’s best cook with dinner on the table ready for my husband when he comes home. i’m not bound to the idea that only women do the laundry and sweep the floors while the men plop on the couch or mow the lawn. no way.

william gives me freedom to express myself through whichever creative outlet i choose for the moment. we share everything, including household duties. he entertains the ever-changing ideas i have about life, treating every thought i have as brilliant.

this all has to do with being a lady because i have the freedom to be who i am and do what i please. when i have a tough week, i’m allowed to drink a bottle of coke and eat pizza all weekend. i’m allowed to change my nail color to go with my outfit as many times as i want. i’m allowed to listen to only death cab the entire week and wear the same pair of shorts day after day.

being a lady isn’t about wearing our heels and learning to bake the perfect pie. it’s about embracing the person within us and not being afraid to do things differently.

it’s about knowing we are valuable and not accepting anyone to treat us any other way. i’m more than “what so & so thinks,” i’m more than the mistake i keep repeating. i have a lot to offer and will treat myself as so.

as much as we hate those overly emotional moments, we need them. i need the awkward conversations, i need the burnt dinners, i need the moments i feel like crying. they make us more sure of who we are, they add an inch to who we are making us stand taller than before.

i love being a lady because i’m not bound to anything, i’m not obligated to be anything but myself.

July 5, 2011

return

Aaahh, I’ve finally returned. Since my visit home, we’ve relocated to Riverside. House-sitting for our dear friends, Bethany and Nick, alls well during our first month on this side of town. We’ve been in their place for a little over a week now and it feels odd. I wake up in their bed, stare at their family pictures on the walls and take care of their two puppies. Not odd in a weird way, but just like we’re living in someone else’s home…which we are. But I don’t mind living in their vintage nest because it’s just that magnificent.

I’m considering submitting their place to a “home” blog because it’s completely worthy. Something like Apartment Therapy or whatever else I find. Everything in the Kaisharis residence is vintage or handmade. Thought has been placed into every piece; from  the perfectly lined pipes on the mantel to the wall of family photographs in different shaped frames in their bedroom. A bathroom in the hallway has an unexpected large white claw-footed bathtub and their kitchen is complete with a retro stovetop oven and colorful vintage Fiesta-ware.

My friends place is better than yours, it must be said.

In the almost 2 weeks we’ve been here, I’ve ridden my bicycle to work every day and I’ve shopped completely local (and by that I mean the Publix less than 2 miles away). We ate at Orsay for the first time with Josh & Holly and I crave it everyday now. We hauled it up to Charlotte again, a home away from home for the greatest wedding of the year (Congratulations again, Prevatts!) and came back to celebrate the 4th with The Franklin’s with kiddie fireworks and lots of grilled veggies.

There are a few things happening in the personal side of life but it’s being dealt with one day at a time. When life hits you in the gut a few times in the middle of a busy schedule the only thing you can do is…YOGA.

Okay, okay…you have to do more than yoga… like pray to the God who never fails us for peace and understanding. You have to have really awkward, difficult conversations that bring light to situations. You have to look at everything from every perspective and keep a positive, unbiased attitude. You have to know that even if everything seems to be out of your control and it’s really terribly and all you want to do is fix it and you can’t, that’s it’s a step towards things becoming better.

We’re always moving forward. Never are we given another opportunity to repeat yesterday.

So all this to say, Riverside is certainly our cup of tea. Glad to be in the neighborhood of so many friends and close to our favorite places. We’re looking forward to this “new chapter” of our life together.

See you guys tomorrow.

 

June 4, 2011

make you feel my love.

tonight the twinsies were giving each other a harder time than usual.
they were sent to bed immediately after a horrible moment of 5 year old arguments
and they were pretty upset. my little mia cried and cried, i’ve never seen her cry so much.
it crumpled my heart into a tight ball.

i’m not one to wince when i discipline children, but she’s had such a rough day
and i didn’t want her crying herself to sleep. i couldn’t let it happen, so i didn’t.
i climbed into her plush princess bed and spooned her tiny body while telling her it was
okay and not to cry anymore. i explained why she was in trouble and she would
respond with head nods and finally turned over to face me. she gripped me so tightly
and placed her tiny forehead on my own, not letting go. it was the sweetest moment.

she’s not a child of mine and i can’t imagine the intensity of attachment my mother feels
towards us, seeing us go through all that we do and only being able to guide us from
a distance. then i began to imagine the way that God feels about us and the tears
started streaming even harder. as my palm rested on mia’s back, i prayed for her to
experience the best life possible. that she’d find strength in moments of pain & fear,
that she’d grow close to her Creator and learn all she could from Him to carry her on.

His attachment to us is strong. we came from Him and to Him we will return.
there are some things that i don’t understand, i’m not seeing a piece of the puzzle,
i’m still seeking and looking for answers. but i know because of the experience’s i’ve had with love
that He is like this. His heart breaks when we hit a rough patch, He wants us to find joy,
He wants to give us grace and peace, He wants us to know and live in the purest form of life.

Adele’s Make You Feel My Love is playing as I type this,
putting into a song what I felt in my heart tonight. Take a listen.

June 3, 2011

stop and get sandy.


what could have been the best beach day, truly came to be.
we swam in the water for hours, built sand castles and volcanoes.
there was time to eat, a time to play and even a time to read celebrity gossip.
all of it extra-special because this has never happened before.
when i’d look up from my magazine and realize i was sitting at
the prettiest island in Florida with my brother & sister and best friend…
it certainly captured my heart. i would take a few moments to thank Him
for creating such wonderful people and such lovely beaches.
i can’t help but take things for granted, easily anger over petty things
and today was a reminder that i need to stop and get sandy.
– it’s true, i got sand all over the place to prove it –
being away from william is absolutely no fun at all,
i’m seeking the best that i can of it. and today was a day of reflection.
i’ve never had a person fight with me so to get into who i am and bring
out the best in me. i attribute today as a result of his constant encouragement,
and we’re finally seeing some breaking. old habits are leaving…

we absolutely never stop growing. i am thankful i can continue to grow
while being surrounded by the best, the cream of the crop.

 

oxx.

May 16, 2011

charlotte

What a weekend. I’m sitting on my bed, struggling through lack of sleep and a major kick in the a from my allergies. But what makes it all sustainable is how wonderful our weekend was in the Queen City. (And we go back July 1st to do it all over again!)

Stephanie and Adam got married, William officiated the ceremony. The tears wouldn’t stop, in between seeing Stef for the first time in her dress through the walk down the aisle and the vows, this wedding was perfect.

We celebrated at Carrigan Farms in a rock quarry, ate freshly picked strawberries and danced to nothing but 90’s music. A candy bar, tons of vegan options, a Smilebooth and a love fern for everyone to take home. I die.

The wedding of their dreams came to life and we are so honored to have played such an important role.



Our entire trip was spent eating delicious food; there were so many options for my ridiculous diet that it made the weekend so easy. Patrick treated us to Vida, the fancy mexican restaurant he’s a manager at and it was mm-mm-good. Of course, we dined at Cabo our first night in town with Tay Flo and Ben. Shared several cups of coffee with good friends and spent Sunday morning at Center City; a church that will always have a huge piece of my heart. What God is doing through Center City is unbelievable, I’m so excited to see it all unfold. The willingness of the church to open up to God so much is admirable, I’m thankful I could ever be a part.

Now we’re back to work, back to the grind. Counting our blessings, getting ready for what’s next and all the while being aware of the moment we are living in. If there’s anything I learned from this past weekend is to always focus on what I’m experiencing NOW, not letting it get away without fully taking it for all it’s worth.

happy monday, friends. xx.

April 28, 2011

messes + shoots

I take a moment to look at my living space and it’s a total disaster right now. Papers all over the floor, dirty dishes in the sink, Easter Candy on several visible tables, bags full of treasures from thrift stores and books absolutely everywhere. Let me not forget to mention the clothes on the back of mostly every chair and the overflowing hamper. I totally justify the mess we sometimes live in, to the fact that we are creative people who function this way. We are free of anything that constrains us, no rules.

No shoes, no shirt, no problems.

A lot of wonderful things have happened that are worth a share. Monday evening William had a shoot with some friends who pretty much win The Sweetest Couple of All Couples award. They are getting married in 3 weeks and Will is also shooting their wedding, they were so easy to work with.

The next night I partook is what was hands down the best yoga I’ve ever done. I stretched in every possible way and left feeling like I was walking on clouds. Needless to say, I’ll be back again as soon as I can. Yoga at home is certainly not the same as yoga with a bunch of strangers and an inspirational instructor. No way.

This weekend is the Shrimp Festival and it’s basically a getaway that is much anticipated. I cannot wait to sink my teeth into fresh seafood with Sangria in hand. We’re also having a Mexican Fiesta and that might be contrary to what the Island is celebrating but it doesn’t even matter, because we’ll be with some pretty rad folks that make everything amazing. We leave tomorrow. O.M.G.

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I’m now headed to work of which I couldn’t be more excited about. I love my job. I draw little hearts around Girls, Inc. when I write it on paper, I’m that obsessed with it. I’ll have to start sharing the hilarious things these 7 year olds say. Here’s a taste…

Little girl gets assigned to “buddy-read” in my class…

Little Girl, who immediately bursts in tears and terrible howling: But I don’t want to go to Ms. Jen’s room! I’m always in Ms. Jen’s room!
Me: Gee, thanks “Little Girl.”

*She cried for 30 minutes. She was purple in the face.

April 21, 2011

my friday night

Today is my friday, I’m all alone with a pint of sea salt caramel gelato (which I’ve refrained from inhaling…) and my Pandora set on Florence + The Machine* which is currently playing “Heads Will Roll” by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs…and I am more than okay with this all. Will.i.am is having a night of bromance consuming copious amounts of wings. Everything went just right today, minus the teeny fact that I filled my car with gas and it’s already on empty.

It started off with breakfast with Jessica, we exchanged gifts. Her borrowed flash and my wedding pictures. Baby Eily was also there, I’ve never seen a baby smile as much as this one. Everyone was staring at her in the restaurant (or they were staring at me…we won’t ever truly know). Jess ordered an omelet and was blown away by what she received…which didn’t resemble any sort of omelet but rather an inflated something made from cheese. Take a looksy:

Moving on…

I had a conversation with a friend today and heard what was really disheartening about an experience they had with a church they used to attend. The words they used to express themselves were everything opposite of what these places are supposed to be like. Shining a light (small or large) on this matter, I’ll put it simply: A place of meeting where the Gospel of Jesus is shared is to be a place of freedom. A place where you come as you are and are refreshed by the reality of Jesus and the power of His Spirit. Always about doing all that we can to share the truth that has changed our lives dramatically.

I read the pages in the New Testament about the way the first disciples “did church” and it’s so simple, so easy. William visited Israel and showed me a picture of where they used to meet. Someone standing (or perhaps, sitting) on a rock and everyone standing/sitting on the sand listening. The story of Jesus, the Kingdom of God has more than enough to capture the attention of anyone and everyone without us having to do anything…but share it.

It’s all pretty captivating, I’d say.

Happy weekend, xxo.
I’m celebrating Easter on the beach with a sunrise and friends.

*Not to be confused with “Lina and The Machine,” even though it’s easy to confuse because they are both ridiculously amazing. Enough said. 

April 18, 2011

the fox shoppe

Me, oh, my! I have been one busy lady this past week. I’ve had work every single day, and won’t stop until Friday. The good thing is I love both of my jobs so it makes things easier. My old job has asked me to stay employed and come in whenever I can, I said yes and it’ll work out when Girls, Inc. has a month long break so our income won’t hit a bump.

Pretty amazing, I’d say.

In other news, The Fox Shoppe is finally up on Etsy. We have tons more to post so check it often. William is making a bunch of journals and when we have a couple more, they’ll go up too. We love the handmade life.


We’ve got our eye out for some other sweet finds, vintage Coach purses and more boots. We want to put up the best quality things we can find that are genuinely old. Any questions, feel free to ask!

Happy MONDAY!

post script: Gossip Girl returns tonight, Monday’s actually feel normal again!