Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Little Blue Box

My Classy Babes DIY focus today is : Wear it!

For my 18th birthday I received my first Tiffany's little blue box. It was a gift from my parents, a signature silver heart tag "Return to Tiffany & Co." bracelet to mark my official entry into adulthood.

I wore it all the time. I had loved and unfortunately lost this bracelet years ago and never really thought twice about every receiving such a gift ever again. Until earlier this year in the Florida Keys my brother surprised me with another little blue box! How could I not forgive him for having forgot my Birthday, Christmas and everything in between...

Just recently I had embarked on a new career endeavor and was experiencing all the normal jitterbugs. Anxiety, excitement...fear. I had tucked my brothers little box away for months treating it as though it was a fine bottle of wine, not to be used unless for special occasion. I was nervous I may lose it like I had my parents Tiffany's bracelet. I needed a boost of positive reinforcement and my brother lives across the country so grabbing a quick drink the night before to de-stress was out of the question. I could not sleep all night, woke up at 5am ready to doll up and make a fabulous first impression.

Standing in front of the mirror, I felt as though something was missing... My necklace!

It had stayed locked up in its box for months since I had been gifted it. Once the clasp closed behind my neck, my outfit was complete. I was now beaming with confidence and ready to tackle the world. It was amazing to me how just a tiny object could make all the difference in my day. I have yet to take it off since. Whether I manage to loss it or not, I recognize that the confidence I obtained that morning was not from the necklace, but from the love that was gifted behind it.

I would like to encourage you to wear your most favorite bracelet, dress, pair of shoes. They were not made to stay in their boxes, they are in your wardrobe to help you shine!

Saturday, June 7, 2014

I Caught the Chicken

My Classy Babes DIY focus today is : Revisit an old dream

As a little girl I had always fantasied about living the country life. Being the mother of 7 kids, a herd of cattle, horses, chickens, overalls the whole shebang. I am still that little cowgirl at heart however I am living out the revised version of this fantasy -- 1 son, a rabbit, parrot, high heels and in the concrete jungle of Los Angeles. I am fortunate enough to be able to enjoy these simple pleasures when I travel back to my hometown up North and wanted to share a few moments with you.

4 words of success -- I CAUGHT THE CHICKEN
Being a parrot owner, I learned quickly that you don't grab the bird... he bites.
That being said it made me rather skeptical about little chickities.

Several of my friends have coops in their backyards so I figured they cant all be that bad. My chicken hutch presently houses my rabbit Baxter. I had purchased it in the hopes that one day I took would be brave enough to adopt my very own feathery friend and make sunny side up's with her eggs. I can honestly say from this experience that I am no longer afraid. There is a reason children say that annoying taunting statement "What are you chicken?!" Chickens are SO docile!! After I had this little white one cornered she was all mine for the taking! #1checkoffmylist -- I caught the chicken, and she did not bite -- she actually was quite a cuddler!

As I had stated previously, I had wanted 7 children... and although I am a great mother, I am elated that I did not choose this path! I enjoy Bar Method too much and worked hard for my hour glass figure! On my latest trip North I did very much enjoy being Aunty Liz for an afternoon. I had 3 little blondies to attend to at a friends BBQ on their land in the country and nothing could have warmed my soul more. A two year old boy tucked under my arm at the waist, a 5 year old begging for a push on the swing and an adventurous 8 year old wanting to feed the horses. I was in heaven. The best part was that by the time these little blondies were exhausted, grumpy and ready for bedtime, I was totally off the hook! It was so gratifying to actually experience first hand the life that I had always dreamed of... it was such great insight and I feel blessed that I can still have it, just with a smidge bit less of responsibility and stretch marks. Think back about something you wanted to achieve as a child... maybe the revised version is waiting for you just around the corner!