country strong.

It is a pretty known fact that I have a serious love for gwyneth paltrow. She's married to Chris Martin, best friends with Stella McCartney, writes a famous blog, has a daughter named apple... and rocks anything she ever wears. I love her. She is my ultimate celeb crush... and her new movie looks like it might have potential to be my favorite one yet. 


I seriously have watched the trailer 20 times today. It looks so good... Just take a little peak for yourself.

cheers to the seefelds!

Pictures from the best little lubbock wedding I have ever seen...

not to mention the most laid back, pretty bride ever. This was

hands down one of the funnest weekends of the year. Who

knew that a trip to lubbock, texas could feel like a vacation?

congrats mrs. seefeld. xoxo

How fickle my heart 

and how woozy my eyes

I struggle to find 

any truth in your lies

And now my heart stumbles 

on things I don't know

This weakness I feel 

I must finally show

Lend me your hand 

and we'll conquer them all

But lend me your heart 

and I'll just let you fall

Lend me your eyes 

I can change what you see

But your soul you must keep, 

totally free

Har har, har har, har har, har har

In these bodies we will live, 

in these bodies we will die

Where you invest your love, 

you invest your life

In these bodies we will live, 

in these bodies we will die

Where you invest your love,

you invest your life

Awake my soul, awake my soul

Awake my soul

You were made to meet your maker

Awake my soul, awake my soul

Awake my soul

You were made to meet your maker

You were made to meet your maker

weddings.

she's getting married in 2 weeks...

i cannot wait to stand next to her.

i wish i was a bit more brave

i want to really love my job. that is all.

For you formed my inward parts;

you knitted me together in my mother's womb.

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Wonderful are your works;

my soul knows it very well.

My frame was not hidden from you,

when I was being made in secret,

intricately woven in the depths of the earth.

 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;

in your book were written, every one of them,

the days that were formed for me,

when as yet there was none of them.

How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!

How vast is the sum of them!

If I would count them, they are more than the sand.

I awake, and I am still with you.

xoxo.