Christmas Shopping

Christmas is less than one week away. One week! I finally finished my Christmas shopping last night. Are you done yet? The hardest people to shop for are those who never make a list (eh hem dad).

Agree? Agree.

So I thought I would share part of my wish list with you ... just in case Santa reads this. Or if one of you are DYING to get me a present here are a few ideas. Just a thought.

 (all can be found on my pinterest page)

1. Two-toned watch. Now that I have some bling on my finger, I need to make wearing gold easier.
2. Marc Jacobs Daisy. I already have this but I am almost out. Time to re-stock!
3. Hunter Rain Boots. I mean who doesn't want these?!?!?
4. Chambray Shirt. The one I have has shred to pieces.
5. A cute dress. A girl can never have enough dresses.
6. Camera bag that looks like a purse. The Daybook recently gave my favorite one away (I obvi didn't win).
7. Anything leopard. Obsessed much?
8. Clarisonic cleansing system. Yes. Please.

I figure that  if I don't get all of these, which in all reality I am NOT expecting ... 
I will just go on a little shopping spree!

I mean ...

Oh and make sure you enter my sister's 

12 Days of Christmas GIVEAWAY.

It's a good one!

Steph's ends tonight.

Confession Sesh

Oh hi there. Almost a week has gone by.
Already? Where does the time go?
Another confession sesh from yours truly.

Here we go ... Mmmk?

I confess ... I am a confused lefty. I eat, write and play tennis left-handed, but throw a ball, shoot a basketball, bat and cut with scissors right-handed.

I confess ... I would love to live in NYC. I dream of it. Like literally I had a dream about it last night. Nothing permanent. Only for like a year or two.

I confess ... I get cranky when I am hungry. If I'm acting irritable nine times out of ten I just haven't eaten. FEED ME!

{via Pinterest}

I confess ... I am terrified of being on the freeway in the winter. I was in a roll-over car accident when I was 16-years-old So if I yell at you while you're driving, don't take it personal. You would think I'd be over it 11 years later. #whiteknuckles

I confess ... I love love love Diet Coke. My co-worker told the people we were hosting on this trip that I will do anything for a Diet Coke. All I could do was nod and say, "It's true."

{image via}

I confess ... I think watching people fall is hilarious. #slippingonice. That and Ellen. Have you Twilight fans seen this video yet? Hu-lar.

I confess ... I almost bought these footie pajamas at target the other day. #leopardlove

I confess ...When I was younger I thought a dresser was called a chester drawers and not a chest of drawers. You're also talking to the girl who thought the song White Flag by Dido said poke my eyes out and surrender and not put my hands up and surrender.

I confess ... I have already been listening to Christmas music for two weeks straight. Too early? If there has been a snow fall I say never!

There you have it more things you may or may not care to know about me. #random

Obsessed with Leopard Print

So I have this obsession. 

Leopard print. 

I don't know what it is but on a clothing rack my eyes, and hands for that matter, are automatically drawn to it. I have to consciously restrain myself from buying everything leopard print. I only have a few items right now, but it could be much more.

The problem is ... with this infatuation I have ... there is a fine line between acceptable and fashionable and flat out ridiculous. I mean I'm not about to go all Nicki Minaj on you guys.

See? Ridiculous. 

But then I see images like these and it makes me want to go out and buy all things animal print!

{ images found pinterest }

Do you blame me?

Enter internal battle.

What's a girl to do?