love, peace and coachella grease ✌️#coachella #coachelladaythree #ootd

love, peace and coachella grease ✌️#coachella #coachelladaythree #ootd

a frolicking popsicle loving hippie✌️#coachella #coachelladaytwo #fashion #ootd #fashiondiaries

a frolicking popsicle loving hippie✌️#coachella #coachelladaytwo #fashion #ootd #fashiondiaries

hi audrey3000 - #coachelladayone #coachella

hi audrey3000 - #coachelladayone #coachella

real 👀’s realize while working my real thighs, damn im poetic

real 👀’s realize while working my real thighs, damn im poetic

1. what can I wear that I can sleep in?  2.  how do I make it classy and comfy so I don’t look like I wanted to stay home?  and ta-daaaaaaa! #ootd #ootn

1. what can I wear that I can sleep in? 2. how do I make it classy and comfy so I don’t look like I wanted to stay home? and ta-daaaaaaa! #ootd #ootn

yes I’m ready

I’ve been pretty much practically single for 4 years.  I say that with deep hesitation and carefully chosen words because well, I’ve had “relationships” here and there but nothing I could proudly say I maintained for more than 3 months.  And a big reason for this was not the man or boy or imbecile, but me.  I could probably say in this safe place called blogger that I am what many call a shallow Hal.  And allow me to explain why.  I have standards.  And I don’t feel like I should set the bar low because it will increase my chances of finding someone to settle with.  I don’t want to settle.  I want to jump, to fly, to leap into something and someone beautiful.

Sure, you could probably argue with me and say “In your fat dreams.”  But I can say with deep faith, high hopes, and confidence that my dreams are fat and my dreams will come true.  I want my man to be beautiful in my eyes.  And trust me, when I say that beautiful in my definition has a very different meaning from the common public.  People have questioned my style, my choice in men/boys/imbeciles, and I can proudly say I have a reason why I fall for said guys.  Most of the times, I can see it in their eyes.  I feel like I should cue a karaoke song at this point, but really.  Something about their eyes get me in.  They could be a lumberjack with tapered jeans and dirty sneakers and I am. in. 

This time around I find myself wanting more.  Having recently had this great life change I want more.  And by more, I mean I want a man with decency.  And you’d be surprised, that shit is hard to find.  I want a man who doesn’t pursue me but revels in my company, who wants to befriend me and not look up my skirt every chance he gets.  I want a man who pursues his career, who is forward in his thinking, and who always looks to improve himself.  I want a man who wants himself, who like me, is okay being single.  I want a man who delights in the simplest things, who loves his family and who will dance with me around the house with no care in the world.  I want a man I can create with — who I can have adventures with, make stories with, and create life with.  Yeah I said it, I want someone who can make beautiful babies with me.  And most importantly, I want a companionship that lifts me up and that makes me a better person.  Because anything less than that, is not worth waiting all this time for.  So yes, I’m ready for you, come out, come out, wherever you are.  :)