Sunday, March 20, 2011

Operation Cruise clothes shopping: COMPLETE!

Did a little shopping today for some stuff to take on vacation. It's hard to pack for a cruise, I think. Day clothes.. when it could be hot, or could be chilly and then night clothes plus dressier clothes.. ahhhh, just so hard! We are officially in the teens.. 19 days to be exact. CANNOT WAIT.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Sunday, March 13, 2011

This is one Canadian tuxedo I think I can get behind.

Sidenote: I think I need these bangs asap. I know, I know. I've tried the blunt bangs before and I always complain about them... but I think I might be up for another go round.


I cannot believe I have been missing out on the greatness that is Charming Charlie. Seriously. Sara has been telling me about it for awhile, and for some reason I never go over to that side of Friendly Center to go in... until yesterday. Amazed. I think I have store lust.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

on packing...

This will be me getting on the cruise. I mean.. 5 days of morning noon and night outfits?! C'mon on people.. a girls gotta have choices!

Well, it doesn't look like much when you put it all in one glass :)
tonight is date night. And I have a slight case of blind-date-itis. Not all that excited about it- not even all that pumped for my usual wine binge on Thursday nights. Blame it on the rain.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

This is my brother-in-law.

They made this for their faculty/student basketball game. Pretty creative! and I had no idea he was so good at shooting!

The football Coach Chronicles

Seriously. Do I have a sign on me somewhere that says I like coaches? Let me give you the low down. College boyfriend? High school football coach. Best guy friend? High school football coach. Last two dates I went on? High school and college football coaches.

And today, I received another email from guess what..? ANOTHER high school football coach. Odd, I know. We'll see how this one plays out.

Friday, March 4, 2011


Would just like to point out that I have gone 5 days on my diet without cheating. Go me. and Yes, that involved not partaking in homemade chips during wine night.

Monday, February 28, 2011

Hellooooo Bahamas! You will find me cruisin from Charleston on April 8th with four of my favorite ladies. This. could. be. dangerous.

I felt i NEEDED to post this.

Meet Bill. He is 67 years old. and he winked at me on Match. Why would I have even shown up in Bill's search results? Oh, because he is currently seeking a lady friend between the ages of 18-26. OH and she must be beautiful and intelligent of course. Only the best for Bill!

THIS... this is what is wrong with society today. The Bills of the world are screwing everything up.

Date night.

Had a date last night. With Ben. Yep, Ben & Jenn. It had a nice ring to it. No?

Well, apparently Ben also lived in the same world I did my whole life where I told everyone (and secretly believed it to be true) that I was 5'7". Ben said he was 5'8". Ben was not 5'8". That is kind of one of those details that you can't fake. Thank god I wore flats, cause standing at a whopping 5'5" was Ben... and Jenn.

The height wasn't the reason for my lack of interest. He is also 32. Which in theory didn't seem that much older than my 25, but lifestyle wise, we are VERY different. I have a feeling i'll get another date request out of him.. we'll see.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

quarter, anyone?

Yes, THIS was my night, indeed. 3 hours spent in Randleman are 3 hours that I will never get back. Although- where else can you get a "spritz of perfume" for just 25 cents??!

it gets better and better.

It seems I might need to start updating my "this is me" blog again because these emails are just too funny not to share.

Hey sweetheart how are you doing?I never knew I'll see a cute thing like you on here,that has
beautiful eye's and a nice smile too.Maybe I can be that lucky guy who can get to know you????I
know it's alot of women out here dats single and good looking but who I wanna get to know is a
cute thang like you.

Judgy McJudgy

Okay. First of all, what happened to punctuation? I can barely read some of these emails without any breaks in sentences. Secondly, the guy who sent this to me is a nerdy and white. Interesting.

"hey just found your profile i am a rapper :) i work with 102jamz and am abotu to have a single on the radio i think its phenomanal you work at radio please tell me more also you like rap/hiphop i have some stuff on youtube i woulds love to show you what high school did you go to i went to one in greensboro ragsdale :)"

I'm not trying to be picky. But a girl has GOT to have some standards, right? Right?! Chances are, if you use the word CHILLAX in your profile, it's not gonna look good.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

an interested POV on textual relations

“I was shooting a scene in my new film, No Strings Attached, in which I say to Natalie Portman,

‘If you miss me. you can’t text, you can’t email, you can’t post it on my Facebook wall. If you really miss me, you come and see me.’

I began to think of all of the billions of intimate exchanges sent daily via fingers and screens, bouncing between satellites and servers. With all this texting, emailing, and social networking, I started wondering, are we all becoming so in touch with one another that we are in danger of losing touch?

It used to be that boy met girl and they exchanged phone numbers. Anticipation built. They imagined the entire relationship before a call ever happened. The phone rang. Hearts pounded. “Hello?” Followed by a conversation that lasted two hours but felt like two minutes and would be examined with friends for two weeks. If all went well, a date was arranged. That was then.

Now we exchange numbers but text instead of calling because it mitigates the risks of early failure and eliminates those deafening moments of silence. Now anticipation builds. Bdoop. “It was NICE meeting u” Both sides overanalyze every word. We talk to a friend, an impromptu Cyrano: “He wrote nice in all caps. What does that mean? What do I write back?” Then we write a response and delete it 10 times before sending a message that will appear 2 care, but not 2 much. If all goes well, a date will be arranged.

Whether you like it or not, the digital age has produced a new format for modern romance, and natural selection may be favoring the quick-thumbed quip peddler over the confident, ice-breaking alpha male. Or maybe we are hiding behind the cloak of digital text and spell-check to present superior versions of ourselves while using these less intimate forms of communication to accelerate the courting process. So what’s it really good for?

There is some argument about who actually invented text messaging, but I think it’s safe to say it was a man. Multiple studies have shown that the average man uses about half as many words per day as women, thus text messaging. It eliminates hellos and goodbyes and cuts right to the chase. Now, if that’s not male behavior, I don’t know what is. It’s also great for passing notes. there is something fun about sharing secrets with your date while in the company of others. think of texting as a modern whisper in your lover’s ear.

Sending sweet nothings on Twitter or Facebook is also fun. In some ways, it’s no different than sending flowers to the office: You are declaring your love for everyone to see. Who doesn’t like to be publicly adored? Just remember that what you post is out there and there’s some stuff you can’t un-see. But the reality is that we communicate with every part of our being, and there are times when we must use it all. When someone needs us, he or she needs all of us. There’s no text that can replace a loving touch when someone we love is hurting.

We haven’t lost romance in the digital age, but we may be neglecting it. In doing so, antiquated art forms are taking on new importance. The power of a hand-written letter is greater than ever. It’s personal and deliberate means more than an email or text ever will. It has a unique scent. It requires deciphering. But, most important, it’s flawed There are errors in handwriting, punctuation, grammar, and spelling that show our vulnerability. And vulnerability is the essence of romance. It’s the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say,

‘This is me, and I’m interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more importantly, all that I am not.’”

- Ashton Kutcher

grammar check

Got this lovely email from a stupid dating site.. and all I have to say is... David, call the cops. Someone stole ALL of your punctuation.

well im david im 25 and i been on here for awhile no and still havent had any luck but im being patcient though im new to this thing and it ask me to tell yall a few tings about me but well here it goes i havent dated in a couple of years now and im just looking for a girl thats down to earth with everything ill tell you how it is but im a very nice person i love to impress the lady that i take out and show her the attention that she wants but dont get me wrong if you show to much i could run them off but i like to show her the world and of to my friends and family im kinda looking to settle down but not at the moment i wanna finish scool first and i wanna girl that has a good sence of humor dosent lie honest open minded outgoing and can act her self around anyone at any time

Tuesday, February 22, 2011


4 inches of hell.

Weekend in review

Quick synopsis? Thursday night was wine night at our usual spot- Speakeasy. It's true, we have a "usual spot." So much so that when I walked in late, the bartender was on the way to my table with my wine bottle ready to go. Friday night, Sunny and I went out downtown and played "wingmams." The most action I got was a 21 year old inadvertently touching my boob and bragging about it to his friends and having my drinks bought by a 55 year old man. Saturday night, Meggan (one of my best friends from college) came in town and we went out to Johnny and Junes.. where we danced the night away to Colt Ford and drank our weight in gin and tonics. We got home at 5am that night.. so it must have been a good one!

Needless to say, my Monday off from work was spent recovering.

Friday, February 18, 2011


J: you know.. bite of the beast...errrr.. hair of the dog REALLY works?
T: You mean like drinking what you drank last night?
J: Yeah!
T: I think that's how alcoholism starts.

Hmm. She may have a point.

Thursday, February 17, 2011


Meet Owen. Glad I got to take some cute pictures of this little bit last night. Love those lips!

Monday, February 14, 2011

Hey, Mumford and Sons

On repeat. I think my coworkers are going to get annoyed soon. Oh well. Total Swoon.


Went and had a mani yesterday, and in honor of the big V day- my girl asked if I wanted pink. Yeah. This is what I went with. I think it signifies how I feel about today.

On a positive note, I did receive these GORGEOUS pink roses from the only man a girl can count on.. my dad :)

Wednesday, February 9, 2011


Just ordered this cute little baby cocoon for an upcoming Newborn shoot!

The double Barrel

Target had this little puppy on clearance yesterday, so I figured, why not! It's pretty neat actually, and only took like 5 minutes to "curl" my whole head.

Oh and please disregard my one arched eyebrow. It happens.

Textual Relations.

I think Drew Barrymore said it best in "He's just Not that Into you."

"I had this guy leave me a voicemail at work, so I called him at home, and then he emailed me to my BlackBerry, and so I texted to his cell, and now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. "

Seriously, though. When did it become appropriate to no longer be asked out over the phone, or in person. These days, you're lucky to get a FB chat with these lovely three words.... wanna go out? Is this what dating life is destined to be like? No more late night phone calls getting to know one another.. but rather a text here and there asking, "what's up?" No wonder the majority of the guys i've been out with over the past year have pulled disappearing acts. All it takes is simply not responding to a text.

I'm keeping my fingers crossed this isn't a permanent pattern.

Currently stuck in my head. LOVE this song.

Monday, February 7, 2011

love love love this cover.

just dance.

I had a GREAT weekend. Date night on Friday night, and girls night on Saturday! Two of my best friends, Cory & Ashley came to town to visit- so we went out to a fun dinner and caught up on all the crazy things happening in our lives and then went out on the town with some of the girls from here. Let's just say.. 8 ladies, shots, dancing.. yeah, it was a funny night!

Wednesday, February 2, 2011


I've had a lot of inquiries lately for Boudoir shoots- which I must say, at first, were not my favorite. However, after doing a few more, I'm starting to really like them. They have been turning out beautifully- and make the lovely ladies who book them feel great about themselves! Thank god my condo has numerous painted walls and a guest bedroom perfect for these kind of shoots!

Monday, January 31, 2011


This was Friday night. The Dickens played at the Hams by my house, so our attendance was a must. My favorite kinds of pictures are the ones where you're caught doing something stupid in the backgrounds. This is a perfect example. Don't ask me what we were so surprised by.. i haven't a clue.

Tales of a re-decorator.

Meet my new curtains and art above the fireplace. Makes it feel much more homey-er.. and not to mention, blocks out the peeping Tom's from across the way.

Thursday, January 27, 2011


Yes, I JUST heard this conversation through the wall from our IT department.

L: I don't know how i'm gonna get it in.
D: Well did you try jamming in the floppy?
L: Yeah, maybe if I jam it in harder.
D: It's gonna be a tight fit.

Inappropriate ? Completely. Hilarious? I think so.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011


I'm on the hunt for some new eclectic earrings. I've been lusting after Aria's (from pretty little Liars... don't hate) jewelry collection. She always manages to rock these HUGE earrings and not look like a hooker. Yep, that's definitely the look i'm going for, more bold, less streetwalker. Let me know if you know of anywhere I might find some that are not as cheap-o as forever 21 but quite less than these faboosh pair from Anthropologie ($158.)

Rollin' in the Deep

I am like completely obsessed with Adele. The kind of obsessed where I play the same song over and over again. Can't wait for her new album at the end of February, because something tells me this one might be completely worn out by then.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

To clog or not to clog?

Is it weird that I find these totally cute? I never really thought i'd jump on board the clog-wagon, but I don't hate these. What do you think? Friend or foe?

Friday, January 21, 2011

When optimism outweighs caution

There are times when Hindsight really is 20/20. And last night might just have been one of those nights. However, if you don't risk things sometimes, then you often miss out on some pretty exciting experiences. Now i'm not saying i'm holding my breath for a happy ending, but every now and then, it is okay to be optimistic rather than assume things are going to fall apart. Yep, We'll go with that.

Tomorrow might be another story. But today? Definite Optimism.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Another vent. Sorry.

It has come to my attention that I must have a sign hidden somewhere on me that says "Please tell me lies and no matter what, DO NOT FOLLOW THROUGH ON ANYTHING." It's a long sign.. must be in small print.

No, seriously. I'm not that girl that complains about being single.. or has ever had a hard time with it. But I. Swear. it has been nothing but straight bull shit for the past year... scratch that.. 10 years of my dating life...ahem, lack thereof. But this is getting ridic. I know, I know. "Mr Right" is probably just around the corner. But honestly I'll take "Mr Right Now" over "Mr NO show" anyday.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Love some Etsy

Just ordered this cute camera strap cover.. it even has a nifty little pocket to hold my lens cap! Yes, I could probably make this myself, but I'm not too handy on a sewing machine. Thanks, Etsy! Although- I am definitely going to put some old scrunchies to use and attempt these cute lens friends...

Friday, January 14, 2011

Please excuse me while I vent...

You know what makes me sick to my stomach? Like, literally, want-to-vomit-on-someones-shoes sick? Liars. That's what.

I'd like to say that i'm completely shocked by some recent news- but to be honest, I'm not surprised. And I should have seen it coming. Once a D-bag, always a D-bag. But I am cringing at the thought that the last two years could have been REALLY different if it weren't for some story telling. You wanna see crazy? I'll give you crazy... in a very sophisticated way. I am a lady of course.. well, um... a lady who once fell for a jackass. Karma will get you. Just wait.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Who you are vs. who you used to be.

As i'm embarking on four years out of college, it hit me. Somewhere along the way, in between job hopping, apartment hopping, guy hopping and even friend hopping, you kind of become, well, an adult.

In college, I couldn't wait to graduate.. to hit the ground running. Because, after all, I was headed to Chicago to be a big time designer. Now? I work in radio and signed my life away to a mortgage. Well, the next 30 years anyway.

I've always claimed to be a free spirit. I was the go-with-the-flow-up-for-anything friend. I didn't argue, and I certainly didn't stick up for myself. Now? I have to be in control. at. all. times. I am a worry wart and having a unorganized plan may as well be no plan at all.

I used to love being single. Who needed all that couple drama? Now? I loathe the single life. and I have come to the conclusion that I love, love. And most likely have imagined this fairy tale of what is to come for me- when in reality, it's quite possible i'm going end up single at 40.

I was the girl who walked up hill to class in 4 inch heels. I couldn't imagine going out with anything but. Now? You'll most likely find me in flats. Flats of any kind.. boots, ballets, sandals.. anything without a heel has my name written all over it.

At the end of the day... this is me at 25. and at 30? Who knows. Though, one thing i'm sure can only get better from here.

Next Tuesday...

I've decided it's a new year and I'm ready for a new 'do. These bangs are a must. Color? Not as much, however, I am going to add in some red. OH, and mosey my way back into blond territory. Get this mousy brown outta here!

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

2010 at a glance

1/1/11 seemed like a good day to finally update my blog. 2010 was a good year. A HUGE year actually. This is where I'm going to jumble thoughts together to sum it all up. Here goes:

I got a camera for Christmas. I used that camera to start a photography business. Follow Your Bliss was born. I put an offer on a condo. I waited five months to finally close on that condo. I moved in. I painted every wall. I made it my own. I had a housewarming party. I turned 25. I attended 4 weddings. I was a maid of honor. I watched my best friend sing Journey in her wedding dress. My nephew turned two. I dated a douchebag. I went to my first fair. I ate a fried oreo. I stopped talking to said douchebag. My sister turned 30, my mom 50. I spent a week on the beach. I became a brunette. I paid off my credit cards. I paid off my camera. I bought a Mac. I became a Mac snob. I shot two weddings. I saw Dave Matthews in concert...again. I got my first speeding ticket. I got my first speeding ticket dropped. I got promoted. I started a cupcake business. I ended a cupcake business. I made friends and I lost friends. I spent New Years Eve in a basement. I got stood up. I lost hope in love. I lost a friend to cancer. I decided to try online dating. I went on blind dates. I decided I hate said online dating. I grew my hair out. I repainted walls. I moved furniture around on a monthly basis. I got on stage to intro a band..alone. I had to stop being on air. I was dubbed "Bliss the Bounty Hunter." I learned that my first love was becoming a dad. I met more famous people. I hit a wall in the Simon truck. I experienced a white Christmas. I got to play in the snow with my nephew. I realized that coworkers can be best friends and best friends from college can become acquaintances. I realized that I have it more together than most people give me credit for. I was late to work everyday but never missed the previews to a movie. I was put on adderall and realized that college could have been different had I been diagnosed earlier. I learned that I can do anything, just not everything.