Fashion: Old World Casual and Class outfit ideas

I love this kind of style. It’s like late 19th century colonialism, casual, cowboy-ish, straw-hat, boat rides in the lake, dark blue shorts, white tops, floppy hats, Southern, country-ish, kind of fashion. Ribbons, too. LOTS OF RIBBONS. Day dresses.

Actually, that new Baz Luhrman movie has the kind of feel I’m going for:

Hugh looks surprisingly hot in this movie.

Look at that royal blue shirt. Omg. With her blonde hair?! SWEET JESUS!

Here are some things I gathered around the Interwebs that best executes what I’m looking for (LOTS of photos!) :

 

“Let Them Go” Madea’s Life Philosophy

Words of wisdom, huh? I’m a leaf to a lot of people I know, sometimes I’m the branch. I can’t be a root to everyone I know, but I hope I’m a good root to all the ones I really care about. I gotta realize that the one I’m after right now? He’s just a leaf. He’s just seasonal. I got someone with me who’s LIFE-worthy, you know? He’s my root. When I go crazy he settles me down. When he’s rumbling with frustration, I calm him down.

What are you? A leaf, a branch, a tree?

Let’em go!

 

Police: Captive had at least 6 children by her father

http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/europe/04/27/austria.cellar/index.html?iref=mpstoryview

This stuff just grosses me out. How can people do that to each other? To their own child?

This article scares me so much. It makes me not want to have a husband sometimes. I’m so scared for my baby’s sake… :/ Well, if I ever found out he was doing that to our children I would KILL him the slow way. That is just… I can’t take this stuff without feeling remorseful and pissed off. Not only did he rape his daughter many times, he did it first when she was 11. And THEN he kept raping her and he hid her in his home to continue having sexual relations WITH HIS DAUGHTER. He kept her there for 20 years! What the hell?

AND he adopted his kids/grandkids into his family with his new wife – who had no idea.

This is so sickening…

 

Love Them Anyway!

So much easier said than done.

I have a friend that I love, but I don’t seem to get the same kind of love back. Sometimes I just want to give up and stop loving him. The problem is that I can’t! For some odd reason, when he asks for favors or whatnot, I do them without even thinking about it.

“Hey! Are you home? I need a place to crash before I eat dinner with some friends.”

“Oh, I’m home – sure come on over.”

I open my doors for him. Come on in, crash here!

It bothers me that he didn’t invite me to the dinner. Like he’s just… using me. Do friends do that? I guess some friends do but good friends are open about that kind of relationship. With him, he has no idea that it bothers me that he doesn’t think of me much. I’m always last on the list when he wants someone to go eat dinner with him. Why?! “Yeah, I called everyone else to see if they wanted to go eat but they all already have dinner plans.” So now you’re alone and you want someone to eat with you? NOW you want me to dine with you? Fine, I’ll do it.

Sometimes I just love the guy so much and other times I just want to shove my feelings onto him: “Is that all you want of me? You only want me when you’re alone?!”

I don’t deserve a guy like this! But love him anyway, says the Lord.

So I will.