Finding My Way


When I was given the opportunity to blog here, I was excited to share ideas, passions, recipes, crafts, stories…all the things that define what a “Lifestyle Blog” is. What I did not expect, was to become so honest & real. For those of you, or any of you, that actually read these posts & follow us, Thank You! Life has been throwing us some “curve balls” lately & I wanted to share a little…

So, “curve balls”…….sometimes life throws them and no matter how many times you’ve practice your swing, you strike out. Other times, it’s balls that are thrown and for some god forsaken reason that you don’t know, you swing…..HELLO…the ball’s like two feet above your head, no where near the strike zone…BUT you still swung??

I’ve been swinging at one too many “balls” lately and it’s wearing me down. We’re all placed on earth for reasons we won’t ever entirely know, but we try so hard to find our place. Swinging at one too many balls, trying to find a place where I “belong”, my life has seemed pretty meaningless….Where do I belong? What am I supposed to do? What is my calling life? Am I the only one that feels this way? I feel so alone.

These are all thoughts that have been crossing my mind lately. Life has seemed so pointless. Sure it’s great, I don’t have a care in the world but I’m bored………I’m ready for the next step in life! I’m ready to be where I’m supposed to be! I’m ready to find my calling! I’m ready to hit my home run!

Regardless of the swings & strikeouts, I’ve learned to keep PUSHING ON! Yes I feel like life has somewhat “plateaued”, I’ve been stuck in the dug out, no where near making it to first base, not too mention home plate. I’ve been B-E-N-C-H-E-D, I’m the team’s official benchwarmer. HA!

It sucks more than I care to admit but no matter how “meaningless” or “boring” life seems, I know it’s not true. If you’re going through anything remotely close, don’t give up! Hang in there and keep practicing your swing!

Sure, it sometimes feels like I’ll never be thrown that pitch, swing, and hit that home run….but I know it’s coming.

Right now, I’m just finding my way.



Stop & Smell the Roses


It has come to my attention, that life has been a bit crazy. Here at With Grace & Style we have been go, go, go, GO!, because life happens! People get married, people have babies, graduations come, promotions come…life happens…….QUICKLY. We’re here a second and gone the next.

Sometimes I feel like I graduated from high school just yesterday then realize…..that was three years ago….THREE YEARS AGO??!! It came and went in a f-l-a-s-h. Like, I blinked and it was over….

It’s so true what parents say, “Enjoy it now, because it will only last for a minute..” I look back and laugh at my sixteen year old self. I wanted SO BADLY to be out of high school, out in the real world working a 9 to 5 office job, and on my own. HAHA!! I was so naive!!

Now a days, I found myself giving every high schooler I know the whole “enjoy it while you can, cuz the real world sucks” lecture. How ironic…..I bet the Big Man upstairs probably gets a good laugh out of me now & then.

So what’s my point?

The last couple of weeks I have had to make some grown up decisions, making me feel more like a grown up……making “The Real World”more (I can think of no better word) sucky.

Who knew health insurance costs more than my rent?? Who knew that a 401k meant that you were investing in something…all the sudden I’m an investor? The government takes HOW MUCH of my money?? AND who knew that tires could cost SO FREAKING MUCH.

And this is what I work my butt off for? I spent thousands of dollars in school just to work at a job that will take up more than half if my life. In my book, everyone is considered as a “workaholic” because it’s the way society says we should be. We should be enslaved to our jobs. I did the math…and as they say, “numbers don’t lie”…

We are given 168 hours a week. On average, we may spend 40-41 hours physically at work but once your mind is off the subject (far worse for business owners) you end up spending between 50-60 hours consumed with your work life. That’s an average of 12 hours a day cognitively thinking about work.

So then you get home and have a few (at most 5) hours then are off to sleep. This takes away another 7-8 hours of your day. So I like a good 8 hours. That adds another 56 hours, subtracted from your week. We’re now down to 52 hours for yourself. That’s only 30% of your times….think about it. Out of the 168 hours given in a week you only get 30% of that time to just….BE….

So here’s my point:

Life is short. Life is spent working hard to spend only a small percentage of it to do what ever it is that makes you happy. No matter how hard we work, you’ll always be paying an arm & leg just to fill up your gas tank and paying WAY too much for paper towels (I appreciate paper towels a whole lot more now a days)…..

SO STOP & SMELL THE ROSES MY FRIENDS! Take time to sit and slow down. Enjoy every moment that life brings because it’s the little things like smelling the roses, that matter. We’re here & then gone the next.

So cheers, to smelling as many darn roses as possible!



The Dream Job…..


We all have them. Some of us have 15 of them, while other’s remain conservative with just one… but nonetheless, we have them- Dream Jobs. The ideal career that we envision ourselves in. The job that is so utterly amazing that it deserves it’s own reality show on the Bravo channel just to showcase it’s glitz and glamour. That dream job.

Now, whether or not we actually get to live out this dream is never certain…. but there are many things in life that aren’t certain, right? So I say…. go for it! Buy the plane ticket, take the job (or leave it), open the door and walk through it, and mostly importantly, buy the shoes! You’ll never know where the path will lead unless you take the first step and begin to walk it – this is where the shoes come into play, you’ll obviously need a great pair! For walking purposes, naturally ๐Ÿ˜‰ – so take the leap and keep the faith.

When I first began Photography in April of 2012 I had no idea where the journey would lead, or if there would even be a journey. But I made a vow to try! I figured that failing would be an easier pain to overcome than regret…. regret of never knowing what would have happened if I would have just bought a camera and went for it. Now, almost 2 years later I can profess that the journey couldn’t have been better. It’s been wonderful, it’s been hard, it’s been exhausting, it’s been exhilarating, it’s been full of tears and lessons, it’s brought happy dances, it’s brought new friendships, it’s been full of opportunities….. but the biggest joy is that it HAS BEEN. It happened. After months of prayer, hope, and faith that dreams can come true there are no regrets. And that, my dears, is the best feeling!

I’ll admit that I’m one of those free souls that falls into the “have more than one dream job” category. Yes, the 7 year old that wanted to be an Ice Capades Figure Skater, a Teacher, a Lawyer, a Fashion Designer, A Professional Nail Polish Painter and a Baker is still very much wanting to do it all even now at 27 years old…. with a more realistic take of course. I mean, the kitchen hasn’t really been by friend these days so I’ll cross off “Baker” from the list. The rest are definitely still attainable options ๐Ÿ˜‰

With this new Wedding & Lifestyle brand comes a new adventure and path and I’m brought back to that place where I stood on that April of 2012…. excited, nervous but ready! Ready to work hard, have faith and believe that this too will be another dream that happened. It will happen.ย And that right there calls for a new pair of shoes ๐Ÿ˜‰

What’s your dream job? What do you see yourself doing in life? A cupcake shop owner? A graphic designer? A musician? Whatever it is, I encourage you to do one thing this week that gets you closer to your goal. Put your best fashionable foot forward and simply begin! Never underestimate the power behind prayer and faith….. it can be done! So do it! And stick around to follow our journey, we’ll be walking the path right along with you ๐Ÿ˜‰

Stay Fab,


Photo by Crystal Nicole