It's a day I can totally get behind! Happy National Sunglasses Day to all my fellow sunglasses lovers! Maybe it's the fact that they essentially make me look ten times better from any angle, but sunglasses are basically style magic via my face. Today, my sunglasses inspo comes in the form of all things summer.
The bralette is from Victoria's Secret. It comes in a bunch of colors, but off-white is slowly becoming the new summer black for me. My accessories are from Forever 21, Nordstrom, and Express, and the bag is from Dry Goods. The marble earnings from Express are one of my fav. finds so far this summer. To top it off, nail polish by Essie in an off-white shade called Coconut Cove.
After my beloved light-wash denim jeans lost the inevitable battle to my non-thigh gap life, I repurposed the pants into some DIY destruced denim shorts. I used fabric cutting scissors to cut across each leg, above where a hold had formed in one, and washed them a few times through the laundry to let the edges naturally fray.
With sunglasses in hand, a DIY frayed denim experience under my belt, and the Texas heat setting in, I am ready for summer!
What are your summer plans? I'm making my list this week!
Of all the things blogging has brought to my life, a strong selfie game is not one of them. In fact, I'm pretty sure I'm destined to be a horrible selfie taker. Besides my T-Rex like arms, I simply don't have the will or natural selfie abilities that so many people today seem to have. Maybe it's because I was born outside the generation of selfiers, but something about the concept has always eluded me. No judgement to anyone who loves a good selfie, but I do have a certain bone to pick with selfie nation.
I love that selfies can empower people, share a moment, or capture a mood, but I hate that selfies can silently also be vessels of self-doubt and insecurities. And for what purpose?
A selfie doesn't actually show anything about me, nothing that I'm all that proud of any way. Selfies can't show the type of people we are or the beauty we hold on the inside. In fact, a focus on external things, our make up, appearances, or a number of likes in the unforgiving world of social media is the enemy of inner beauty. Sure, we all love to see the inside of people's car - where the best selfie lighting seems to reside - but I question the selfie's motive. To me, the selfie is the small talk of social media. It doesn't tell me anything ABOUT you.
So, today, on #NationalSelfieDay, I'll ponder the great obsession we have as a nation with our faces. I'll peek in on my friend's selfies and smile, because their faces make me happy. But most of all, I'll send some positivity out into the world and remind us that our 'self' should never get less attention than our selfies.
Being a dad is not a job for everyone, but I believe my father had fatherhood in his destiny since the day he was born. He's a man's man, an old fashioned guy who works hard, doesn't complain, and wants mostly the simple things in life. He's strong when he needs to be but truly sensitive and wise as well. It's a delicate balance to be both strong and gentle in your parenting. I was spoiled with love but not with leniency. I was given compassion and understanding but never a free pass. My parents taught me to be a good person and to love others. They praised me for intellectual achievements and supported my dreams. They encouraged my creativity and my passions, but they never made things so easy for me that I didn't learn to work. It's a gift that only the wisest parents give, one that makes it possible for their children to be high-functioning members of society. For all too many people, a parental safety net seems to translate to an entangling trap.
I thank my dad every day for giving me the tools to stand on my own. I watched him work hard at a very physically demanding job that half the people I know would struggle with. Despite working long hours each day, our family was always a priority. He never complained, didn't bring his work home, and was always willing to work harder if he thought he could help someone in need. Having a strong example of someone with their priorities straight made it pretty easy for me to get my life in line too.
To me, my success is a representation of my parent's love and guidance. It speaks to the person they raised me to be, and the opportunities they helped me create for myself. I'm so thankful to have been raised by a dad who took to fatherhood so well. I'm so grateful for the love and life lessons he bestowed upon me every day. I love that to my dad I really am his world. I love that my family would both do anything for me and be the first to tell me when I've messed up.
That kind of love, that kind of parenting, it stays with you through the distance. Even through all the miles, all the texts, face-times, and technology, there's no match for that all-encompassing love.
Thank you dad for everything you've done. Thank you for being my hero, the hardest worker I know, the most generous man, and my biggest fan. I joke all the time that it all boils down to a life of "no daddy issues," but it's so true. All the subtleties and trials that come with raising a strong and secure daughter, you navigated with ease. I literally wouldn't be the person I am today without you. You deserve more than a day, but we've had a lifetime of love together as a family. I love you, dad!
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!
The last couple weeks have been very chaotic - I've faced many circumstances I once never had imagined. I've experienced hate, bitterness, love, and support all from surprising sources. Today will not be the time for that post, but if ever there was a time to post to a throwback, I would say it would be now. Throwbacks let us look back on memories fondly, for a brief second, reliving that moment. This post, while long overdue, covers very precious moments back home, experiencing wedding season at its finest.
When we attend these weddings, as guests or wedding party members, we're there for the happy couple, to cherish their happiness and the love they've found together.
The older I get, the more these weddings seem to mean to me. Watching people I've grown up with as single people and their journey to find that special someone is a profound and rewarding experience. When it all culminates into a wedding, knowing it's right, and that they've made a sound decision to forge their way into adulthood with this person is a privilege in which I'm so grateful to take part.
What better way to test out some on-the-go celebration than a romper. These past two weddings, I took two different rompers and two different dresses for a test run. They withstood hugs, dancing, and all the decisions that come with an open bar.
Inside the world of romper-dom is a whole new freedom, for high-kicks, for high heels, and for high spirits. I paired mine with bralettes that allowed the fun cut-outs and flowy designs to be classy and tasteful. Mixing up the dress and heels with the modern romper was a great way to make my wedding wardrobe more versatile. To bump your romper look to the next level, try mixing in accessories. I found having a belt was key, along with some very sparkly jewelry!
To my amazing friends, I wish you a lifetime of happiness; I'm so happy for you guys, and thank you so much for having an open bar. :)
I sat down to instagram a make-up selfie this afternoon, and I found myself thinking of so much more that I wanted to say. Not to mention the fact that half the words in the previous sentence weren't even around when I was growing up, and NONE of the make up options.
Make up is great; I love make up, and I love no make up too, but one thing I have never loved is the struggle that comes with finding any sort of beauty product that will look good on me that was probably intended for a white person.
Growing up in the middle of Iowa, I had zero beauty role-models that were Asian. I was raised by white people and lived in a white culture. When I wanted to do my make up for dance recitals or on the cheerleading squad, you can bet the struggle was real. I could never find make up that looked normal on me. I could never find anyone who even knew how to do make up on Asian eyes. I was basically doomed to teaching myself or hoping for the best with natural beauty.
Facebook was just becoming a thing, as I was entering high school. The insanity of puberty, social awkwardness, and social media were colliding at an unstoppable pace. Sometimes, I wonder how I made it out alive with no real self-esteem issues. (Thank you Mom and Dad).
As cell phones, likes, and social media became more and more popular, wanting to feel pretty, accepted, and otherwise happy became a huge struggle for almost everyone. I always leaned back on my academics, my faith, and my sense of humor, and somehow, I made it through mostly unscathed. I cannot imagine the struggle of navigating self-worth and beauty for today's youth.
The older I get, the more I understand the struggles women have in this world and the struggles that being different can bring. At one point, I was about 16, my high school boyfriend told me I couldn't meet his grandparents because they wouldn't approve of an interracial relationship. This was the first time I'd ever really felt different in a way that didn't seem so great. It made me glimpse something ugly in humanity and experience the powerlessness of being in the face of racism and discrimination.
As humans, I think we are better than this; we should aspire to better than this. We see people in glimpses, through filters, likes, and hashtags. Behind these things, we should all remember that we are people. We were connected before we ever GOT connected; we are connected as humans. In my Instagram post, I think I said it all: Beauty is only skin deep and some people are only as pretty as their filters. Oh - and I also said I'd give you the low-down this make-up look I finally DID find and grow to love, so here you go!
foundation: Smashbox Liquid Halo - #3
contour: Smashbox - Light
brow: Anastasia Beverly Hills Brow Wiz - Dark Brown
face: BECCA hilighter - champagne pop
lip color: Buxom liquid lipstick - deviously dolly
lip liner: Make up Forever Aqua Lip - 2C
eyes: colourpop - birthday boy
eye liner: Marc Jacobs gel crayon - black
eye liner: Kat Von D tattoo liner - trooper
mascara: Too Faced better than sex - black
primer: Smashbox primer water