It Looks Good

It’s amazing what I do to get that perfect Square shot. It’s amazing what any of us do, really.

Okay, style it. No, no, the flower looks better angled. Is this shot good enough? Probably better to take a couple more. Click, click, click. Now, which VSCO filter goes best? Okay, maybe adjust the brightness and contrast a bit. There you go, perfect.

We spend more time editing the photo to make it look presentable to the public. But before that, we make sure it's a photo of something fun, spontaneous, creative, and... good. Yes, I'm living the life! Yes, I'm eating in the new, hip café! Yes, I got accepted! 

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Morning Rituals

Coffee, I used to smirk at it. I don't need you, I would say. You're only for people with no sense of time and sleep. You're only acceptable when you're mixed in ice cream, in pastries, and smoothies (okay, I meant frappuccinos). Coffee dates were never really coffee dates because I would rest in tea, Chamomile, please

And now, I'm still not a coffee addict. But I look for it, sometimes. Which is something I thought would never, ever happen. 

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Playing My Music

It's been a week since I've become solely a housewife. The stereotype these days get it all wrong because no, I haven't been bored, lonely, and in the mall shopping and lunching with the ladies (first of all, there are no 'ladies' to begin with because all my friends are at work or school). I have been productive at home. I sincerely enjoy the time I spend with myself. I only go to the mall to visit the supermarket; I haven't stepped in a Zara in a long, long while. I just told my friend that even though there is no job, there has been so much more to do. 

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Mondays and Me

Mondays are about the little things, the quiet moments, the sacred solitude. 

It's when I kiss my husband goodbye as he leaves yet again. It's when I look at my planner and see what's coming. It's when I say a little prayer for the week that will be.

It's about recooking the leftovers from last week and making them something new. It's going on Spotify to fill the silence and then turning it off to make space for quiet. It's about the afternoon trip to the grocery to refill the pantry lest we go hungry...

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Hello, Wifey

Ring, white lace, Paris, baby. Throughout the engagement, that was my life in my head. In that order, in that fast, quick succession. No breathing, just go. The idea of bringing a newborn into the world fascinated me and my then-fiancé. Oh, the possibilities of a mini me! Oh, what a new and exciting world! I was born (pun intended) ready! 

And then we got married. And then there were only two types of people...

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