Autumn Down South

The leaves are turning and falling, the air has a nip to it, and the days are bright and windy… it can only mean one thing: It’s finally fall in the South y’all! Fall has been my favorite season for as long as I can remember, and here are just a few things I’m looking forward to this year:

Chilly Football Games:

I know we’re all sick of being hot and sweaty messes at the tailgate and up in the stands cheering on our teams. With the way the Rebs have been playing this season I know I’m riled up enough without the sun beating down on me making it worse! I am so looking forward to bundling up for games that have just the perfect touch of chill…not too hot, not too cold.

Dark Nights In:

I know we all love going out and having wild nights with our friends, but cozy pitch-black evenings in with a bowl of homemade soup and a Halloween movie (Hocus Pocus, anyone?) are the real treat this season. I love the cozy feelings.

Going Home!  

       Fall means Thanksgiving and Thanksgiving means going home for the first time since August! I love having a week to hang out with my family and friends and soak up the mountains and gorgeous weather. Fall in Gramling means four wheeling and mountain days and lots of yummy food.

These are the things I’m living for this season! What are you looking forward to?

I Have Officially Gained Southern Belle Status:

I know what’s running through your head right now. “Okay AL, what does that mean? You were born in the South, you wear pearls like they’re going out of style, you’re in a quintessentially southern school, everything you own is monogrammed, you have a closet full of Lilly, you adore SEC football, and you’re subscribed to Garden & Gun: have you not always been a southern belle?” And the answer is…. sort of.

For as long as I can remember, I have been completely enchanted by everything to do with Southern culture. In the sixth grade, when I first read Gone With the Wind, I would have done ANYTHING to go back in time to the South before the War. I was obsessed with hoop skirts and plantations and all the history surrounding the time when cotton was king. (Later, as I continued to study history, grow more mature, and realize the inhumanities that would have come with being the stereotypical Scarlett O’Hara belle, I decided getting to wear hoop skirts everyday would just not be worth living in a world where humans commonly owned other humans- but even with my now realistic views of the hardships and evils of the period, I still enjoy learning about the Old South greatly.)

As I’ve grown up, I’ve started trying to learn and decide for myself what denotes New South culture, what makes our men “gents” and our women “belles” and our region stand out from the rest of the United States? In my quest to define this, I’ve discovered it is nearly impossible to pin down. Every single person has a different view of what Southern is and how we are different from the rest of the world…even our geographical boundaries are debated. Sure, I have a thick accent, and I expect doors to be opened for me, I like to shoot clays in the Fall, and I debuted my senior year; but is there any substance to my characterization deeper than the superficial things about me?

I learned that there was through tragedy…. One of the main pillars of my tight-knit community was taken to heaven late this summer. It was the day before I was supposed to leave for school, but instead of packing I found myself in a house full of mourning friends. The day it happened, as I drove up to the family’s house, the sight of an entire community coming together greeted me. The local fire department was cutting the grass. An extra refrigerator from someone’s house was being set up in the garage for the mass of food soon to come. Cars lined the road and neighboring driveways, and people entered and exited the house so frequently it looked like a beehive. Inside, the house was being scrubbed clean and lunch was being set up. Merely hours after the death had occurred there was an entire feast of sandwiches and fruit and chicken salad and cookies brought to the house and people willing to help serve it. No one was giving directions, it was just happening. Amid the sadness and the tears there was also comfort and laughter and a sense of peace.

For the next three days leading up to the funeral I, along with a handful of other both younger and older women were at the family’s home everyday for the majority of the day serving meals, cleaning, running errands, reminiscing about our favorite stories, and just being there for our friends who we viewed as an extension of our own families. We put our own lives on hold to be there for people we loved. The amount of people who dropped in and brought food and blessings overwhelmed me as an onlooker. The whole week was a study in southern culture and a reminder of why I love it so much. I found myself wondering just how anybody got through such pain without these funeral traditions that are so uniquely southern?

The night before the funeral, the wife of the man who passed, and one of my favorite women said, “You talk about your monograms and your pearls, but this right here girls, is the real deal.” And she was so right.

Southern girls are picked out from the crowd by their accents and their style of dress and from where they say they’re from…but being a “southern belle” has little to do with the outside appearance. The way we are there for our own when they’re hurting, or willing to push aside our own needs to take care of issues bigger than our own, going out of our way to help our people even when we have no idea what we’re doing- the ability to cope, that’s what the real South is all about.

I had never been in such a heartbreaking position before, and being able to be there for the family during that time was one of the greatest privileges I have ever had. Now whenever I’m zipping up a Lilly sundress, or clasping on my pearls, or pulling on a monogrammed sweater I can do it with pride…. because I have had a baptism by fire and come out on the other side knowing that I am more than just a girl with an accent who claims to adore all things stereotypically Southern, I am a girl who has proven to myself and others that “southern belle” is far and away deeper than the outside, and I have been initiated into the ranks of the women who carry on the tradition.

Outfit Inspo: Spring is in the Air

Recently, I scoured the internet for hours (I wish I was exaggerating) for the PERFECT pair of Easter shoes. I decided the Jack Rogers Marbella wedge was the only sandal that would do, but it turns out they aren’t currently being made in the 4 inch glory I needed. After searching and searching and searching I finally found what I firmly believe to have been the last pair in America in my perfect size on clearance at a shoe website based in New York. This was the start of my spring shopping frenzy. It happens every year when the warm spring air rolls in. The feeling of renewal and happiness that comes from spring is my own personal high that I look forward to year after year, and when I’m happy (or sad, or mad, or annoyed….) I shop! Here are a few of my must haves I’ve been searching for the spring! Image These pants are fantastic. I am a tall girl (nearly 6′!) and these are long enough to wear with four inch heels! I wore this for Easter lunch with a J.Crew denim button-down and my Jack Rogers wedges. The fabric is a linen mix and it feels amazing. I’m also obsessed with the color! I see these being a really versatile piece for me this season. They’re available on Banana Republic’s website in this color and navy and they come in tall and short. (Click the picture to buy them)   Image

  So I don’t own this little thing yet, but it’s on my list! This is Lilly Pulitzer’s Hayden beach skirt, and I think it’s to-die-for. I see myself wearing this on the beach over my suit, but also on casual summer days running errands. I love everything to do with lazy beach days and this is what I think of when I see this skirt.  It’s currently in my cart on the Lilly website, I’m just waiting for a little cash to make it’s way into my bank account! Image

I don’t own this bad boy either, but I want it oh so badly! I had a bit of a disaster Easter morning (think: a sobbing me being cut out of my “perfect” Easter dress by my mother in the kitchen because of a broken zipper) and found many of my backup dresses were Grove fabulous, but not so church appropriate. My tallness makes everything look short, and that paired with tightness is just raunchy. One such dress is a simple little lacy number I found at Dillards. I plan to pair it with this cardi that should fall lower than the dress’s hemline  and disguise how form fitting the dress is to make it a little less inappropriate! These are just a few of my Spring wardrobe inspirations, but I know I can’t be the only one who gets a little shopping-happy when the weather warms up! What are your must-haves this Spring?

#swoon. [Instagram Direct]

So I was a little hesitant to hop on board the Instagram Direct train because the whole blending of apps things going on right now makes me a little uncomfortable. You know what I mean, Instagram delving into Snapchat territory, and Twitter becoming more and more like Facebook, and Snapchat adding their “stories” making it more social media-y. I love social media, and technology, and apps, but I love them because they all have their own purpose. use Twitter when I want to see small text pieces, I use Insta when I want to see mainly pictures, I use Snapchat when I want to send ugly pictures to my friends, I use Facebook when I’m desperately bored, I don’t want them to all morph into different versions of each other. But that said, I am TOTALLY sold on the Insta Direct thing.

The concept is pretty simple, it’s like Snapchat meets Twitter DM’s. I thought I wouldn’t like this, but I started to realize it has some serious benefits that Snapchat can’t offer. And I’m hooked.

 

The Benefits:

  • For one, the pictures aren’t deleted after opening, which is both a blessing a curse. You can go back and look at them forever and ever and ever (or until you delete them off your feed) which is great. For this reason, I think it creates a whole new type of instant, person-to-person photo sharing. No more ugly Snapchat faces. I see this being used in a totally different way for totally different kinds of photos. (Think; inside jokes between your whole group of friends being shared….)
  • Which brings me to my next point: GROUP CHATTING. I am all about this! I love group chats. LOVE.THEM. So this is perfect. It’s just like a group chat in iMessage, but instead it’s pictures, and comments. You don’t actually have to send a picture back to have a conversation, but if you do it goes to everyone! It is glorious.
  • I am also pretty obsessed with the fact that it is just like Insta except only sent to one person. You can take a picture or choose a picture, edit it just the same way, and comment on it the same way. But it’s all private. I adore.

The Faults:

  • All the pictures taken are saved to your camera roll. I don’t know about you, but I hate having my photos all cluttered. This is what the app does. So many selfies to clean out. Ugh.
  • While you can group chat, and all the comments and pictures are not visible together. You can’t send a picture back to the group in the same tab. It has to be a blank slate and the comments have to be started over on the next photo.

 

 

So what do you think? Is it swoon worthy? I’m obsessed. 

 

Beauty x 4: Face, Lips, Hair, Bod

Over the past few weeks, I’ve fallen head over heels with some products

Face: Boots Botanics Matifying Day Cream

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This stuff is just, omg. I went into Target and noticed they had a Boots section and immediately freaked out a little. I knew of Boots from the British beauty bloggers/vloggers I follow and it sounds like a wonderland. I was stoked that Target was carrying some of their brands. When I saw the matifying collection I freaked out just a little more.

Guys, not only does this thing help reduce the appearance of shine (which it does really super well, loves) it is spf 15 and it only costs around 12 dollars! Plus you can order it online, here! It smells just like summer, and it has some kind of natural thing going on. Unclear what. The long and short of it is, I am obsessed. I ran out while here at school and made my mom run to Target to buy me some and mail it to me.Boots Botanics Matifying Day Cream

There’s a whole line of Boots Botanics and within that line is a collection of Matifying products. I have the clay toner and cleansing foam. If you have trouble with oil causing you to have that really unwanted shiny face, I would definitely recommend trying the whole collection. You really won’t be disappointed, and it’s so inexpensive, even if you do end up dissatisfied it’s not a huge investment blown.

 

Lips: e.l.f.  Lip Exfoliator

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I suffer from chronic chapped lips (is that a thing?) and let me be the first to say, it is miserable. Again, I found this little gem at Target. It is basically a tube of lipstick with sugar in it, but it is magnificent. When I first got it, I was a little discouraged because I didn’t think it was doing much. I stuck with it and now I can tell a definite difference in my lips.

I exfoliate my smackers right after my shower in the morning, a few times in the middle of the day, and right before I jump in bed at night. I find that it works best if you do it in circular motions, and sometimes you might have to rip off a little piece of skin that won’t completely come off. Right after I’m done I put vaseline on my lips, and then I just stare at them for a while because they are now PERFECT. I can’t handle it.

This stuff really works miracles, it smells amaaaaazing, and the absolute best part? It’s only about three dollars! They aren’t sold online, sadly, but the Target link is here, in case you were curious.

 

Hair: John Frieda Luxurious Volume Blow-Out Spray

Blowout 1 Another drug store find, this little potion is actually magic in a spray bottle. My hair is pretty fine, but I have a lot of it, making it really heavy and sometimes hard to deal with. A lot of times I would have to tease to make it big (we are in the South honey, the big hair stereotype is totally real), but teasing is SO unhealthy.

I found this bottle at my local Walgreens one day and decided to try it. They only run at about ten dollars a pop so it was worth the try. The mist is so thin that it doesn’t weigh your hair down or make it greasy, but it genuinely does give some GREAT volume. A lot of times, and with the proper dry shampoo, I can make it last two days. So worth ten dollars.

 

Bod: Tree Hut Sugar Body Scrub

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Again with the scrubs… I accidentally discovered this at my local Kroger here at school and bought it simply because I have the matching body butter. The first time I used it I fell in love, and now I will definitely buy it again when I run out. It does a great job at making your skin smooth and moisturized, plus it smells amazing! It is definitely a perfect start to the day in your morning shower. Your skin will feel so luxe, especially if you use the matching butter right after you get out of the shower. Trust me on this.

 

 

 

Outfit Inspo: // The 1975 //

Hello all! In a sudden burst of organizational clarity, I’ve outlined and made a whole new plan for my little blog. Hopefully it will be a bit more “together” from now on, with regular posts and updates.

That said, here’s my first little “series”: outfit inspo. Recently, I stumbled across the band The 1975. They are incredible and between listening to their album, watching all their interviews, and searching for all their EP songs (which are not readily available in the US, by the way) I gradually fell in love. Fast forward a few months later, and here I am preparing to see them in concert and trying desperately to decide what to wear.

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This is from a lovely Elle interview. Click to read it.

For those of you who aren’t familiar with The 1975, they are a band from Manchester in the UK comprised of four members: Adam Hann, Ross Macdonald, George Daniel, and their frontman Matty Healy.  They’ve been together for ten years, but only recently gotten a label and released an album. Their “sound” is that they have no sound. Songs range from 80s pop-ish to indie/grunge rock to techno/electric to atmospheric interludes. I am totes obsessed. Everything they do is in black and white, whether it’s music videos, Insta pics, or photoshoots. It’s their lyrics that really get me. Matty Healy is genius, and he wrote these songs when no one was hearing them, so they are so raw and emotional and striking.

The 1975 is pretty edgy for me, a little preppy southern girl who lives in Jacks and J.Crew shorts, so figuring out what to wear to this concert to stand out but also “look the part” has actually been really fun and challenging. I like to be a “situational dresser,” it really makes things interesting, and taking a break from your signature look every now and then is really refreshing.

SO, while I was picturing what I would wear I was thinking high waisted jeans, crop top, converse- things every girl will probably be wearing if we’re being honest…and then I came across this tank top buried in a pile of tacky cheap little things at Forever 21 (a store I do not frequent). This tank top was like finding a needle in a haystack. When I lifted it up out of it’s cluttered little rack it was like the heavens parted and I could hear angels singing. It.is.perfect.  I obviously grabbed it and ran to the register as fast as I could with a wad of cash telling the poor cute little gay at the front to take my money in hysterics (trust, it happened exactly like that) and got the heck out of that messy store as fast as I could. And now I’m left deciding how to style it.

So here we go:

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Ignore the horrible quality of the picture. This is the best I could do.

At left is the tank top I found. I have a few different ideas for how to style it. The first is to keep it pretty simple, adding high waisted distressed jean shorts (gotta have those bows: swoon), a flannel, and black Converse high tops.

ImageIt’s pretty shear so I would probably wear a pretty, extremely well-fitting black bra under it. If I’m only going to be this scandalous and wild-child looking once I might as well go all out.

My next option would be to keep it closer to my usual style. I would do it with a blush pair of j.Crew shorts to match the pinkish tones in the tank, a pair of Jack Rogers sandals, and a turban headband. I would go for gold jewelry.Image I think it would be unexpected to pair with the tank but I really see it working. And trust, I have a vision with these things…. usually.

My last option at the moment is to go with something pretty casual and comfy.I’m thinking boyfriend jeans, white Converse, denim chambray shirt, and black bandana tied in the hair. I would do loose waves and understated jewelry.Image I would also tie up the denim shirt.

That’s about that. I am beyond excited to go to this concert, so I want my outfit to be perfect. Let me know in the comments what you think I should go with (if there even are any of you reading this…) and I will definitely post what I end up wearing!

One last thing- here’s some links to my favorite The 1975 stuff! Basically everything you need to knowan awesome recent interview… and their Youtube page, which has new music videos and all their older EP tracks. Hope you love them!

Can we just talk about this lipstick?

Without any effects so you can get an idea  of what the lipstick color truly looks like!

Without any effects so you can get an idea of what the lipstick color truly looks like!

On my recent New York trip for Thanksgiving (post coming soon) I ducked into Saks Fifth Avenue for a few minutes to get out of the cold (and to shop a little, who am I kidding? I certainly wasn’t fooling my mom!). Being a little southern belle in the big rude city I was of course appreciative when, at the Tom Ford makeup counter, a nicely dressed little man took notice of my “simply wonderful” accent and proceeded to totally charm me into finally buying a tube of lipstick.

// Before I continue with this story, a side note: Since going to college I have become increasingly enthralled with wearing lipstick. I used to think they made me look much older than necessary and the dramatic flair freaked me out. Now, however, I tend to wear them all the time- and I have a budding arsenal that continues to grow. //

This lipstick is unlike anything I’ve ever used before. It’s Tom Ford lip color and it is FABULOUS! I got the color Casablanca; it’s a sort darkish mauve reddy color. It seems very dark but gets better when it’s applied. The texture is amazing . It goes on smoothly and feels so light and soft on your lips, and it stays on for ages! The price is a little steep but it is totally worth it. Plus the casing is unbelievable (because let’s face it: that’s half the fun!). It’s black with gold and the most subtle Tom Ford logo on it. The link to it on Sak’s is here!

Pamper Nights and Why They Are Indispensable to the College Girl

After a brief hiatus from this blog while I prepared for and adjusted to the college swing of things (hotty toddy ya’ll!) I am back and ready to blog my little heart out, hopefully more regularly! Tonight, while my roommate is out of town and I have the dorm room to myself, I have indulged in what is possibly the most invaluable aspect of relaxation in any girl’s life: the pamper night. I was lucky enough to get a dorm room with a full bathroom. After a less than inspirational day of being up all night nauseated and laying in my messy bed until three I decided it was high time to have a night about myself.

The key benefits of pamper nights are relaxation and rejuvenation. They calm you down and make you feel like you can take on the world when you’re done. I filled up a hot bath and prepped with a face masque. Soaking in the bath fortes lets all the stress just melt off of you. A Biore pore strip is oddly one of my favorite parts of pampering. It’s weirdly satisfying to see all the gunk that was clogging up your pores out and visible. Painting of the nails is a must. Southern ladies aren’t caught dead without their nails done. Even if they aren’t painted, they’re clean and shapely. And even in the dead of winter, you’re likely to find that underneath her riding boots and wool socks, a belle’s toes are perfectly done. This is one of my least favorite things to do myself, but I always feel super dainty when they’re painted. Dirty dancing is currently on, so that and my favorite Ramen noodles will be the perfect ending to this lazier than lazy day.

Coming out of a stressful week with little sleep and the beginnings of a sinus infection, along with the full impact of being 500 miles away from my family hitting me on my birthday when only my mom and aunt and baby sister could make it, this little weekend of “me time” is very much appreciated and needed. The rest of the night will be filled with Christmas shopping list making and Thanksgiving packing list making (2 more weeks to go!) and tomorrow I will take a shower and clean my dorm and do my homework and be fresh and ready for anything! Tonight is perfect.

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Vanity Fair and list making: personal happy places

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Essie Chinchilly and Elizabeth Arden deep pore cleansing face masque. Found the masque at TJ Maxx. That store has so many good spa options for inexpensive prices! Perfect for poor little college girls.

Workin’ Girl

…or I guess, more accurately, unpaid internin’ girl!  I have been working as an intern at a little small town bulletin that is literally the world’s smallest newspaper (someone did a study) going through community news and even writing little stories! I am learning so much, but my favorite part might be getting out of my summer “bumming” zone and being able to get a little creative with my outfits! Today, I wore a navy and white striped Calvin Klein maxi that I found at TJ Maxx (that was actually long enough, therefore completely necessary), a lightweight coral blazer from a local boutique, and my handy-dandy “Jacks” (Jack Rogers, simple southern staple). The sunglasses were a compulsive Old Navy buy. They reminded me of Audrey in Breakfast at Tiffany’s so I had to have them. Props to my little sister for taking time out of her “demanding” read-post-about-One-Direction-on-Tumblr schedule to take my picture!

For my hair, I put a dab of mousse in my still wet post-gym-shower hair and rubbed it in root to tip. I then put it into a tight braid and let it do it's thing. After about twenty minute I got the slightly frizzy, laid back, chic little braid.

For my hair, I put a dab of mousse in my still wet post-gym-shower hair and rubbed it in root to tip. I then put it into a tight braid and let it do it’s thing. After about twenty minute I got the slightly frizzy, laid back, chic little braid.

You can't see it, but in the bottom corner of one lens of my sunnies, there is a teeny tiny heart screwed in! I'm in love with it.

You can’t see it, but in the bottom corner of one lens of my sunnies, there is a teeny tiny heart screwed in! I’m in love with it.

Red, White, and Better than you!

In the south, we do a lot of things differently. We’re more hospitable, we have an ungodly amount of sugar in our tea, we can find a way to deep fry any food, but maybe one of the most dramatically different things we do is Independence Day. Here, we go all out, and while the day is a party everywhere in the USA, I think south of the Mason Dixon is the biggest party of all. It’s like comparing a sweet sixteen (thats the rest of America) to a fraternity rager (here, of course). See, the women and girls down here are all about pizazz in the kitchen, and the men are all about innovative ways to amaze with the fireworks. They just love fireworks. Not carefully choreographed, professional grade fireworks, but lit from a bucket, on the street, thrown dangerously close to going off fireworks. I really hate to use the word redneck but…that might be the only word to help you get the picture. Roman candle wars ensue, trees are accidentally hit, and it’s just not the fourth unless someone goes home with a burn! A close friend of mine has a grandpa who LIVES for fireworks. They go on an annual haul each year, and he walks around the warehouse and giggles. We all go to their house every Fourth and while the boys are lighting the fireworks and running for dear life while the girls sit in the truck bed a few feet away giggling and the parents and children watch from the porch and pool patio atop a hill, the grandpa sits nearby and revels in the sparkles, giving instructions on how to properly do fireworks and giggling every time they burst in the air.
Now, I can’t really use this year as an example, because it was a rainy, stormy mess, but normally there is grilling out and swimming and eating a whole spread of way too much food( I said the women go big in the kitchen. I literally went to the grocery store for my mom three times within the last two days. Baked beans and Charleston dip and ice cream toppings, oh my!) basically milling around until it gets dark enough for the main show of patriotism- the fireworks- enjoyed with some homemade ice cream of course!
In the south, fireworks are a competition. You have to have a bigger display than your neighbor. You have to show your love for good ol’ Merica! It gets intense. Mistakes are made and before you know it there’s a shower of sparks coming your way from a knocked over firework. That my friend is fear! Fireworks also go looooong into the night. No one wants to be the first to stop. It is the one night of the year you are lulled to sleep by consistent booms reminding you of your freedom. I honestly believe there is not a quiet neighborhood in Dixie on the Fourth of July. Even as I type this at nearly midnight I am watching fireworks that just started up outside my window. Even though it’s obnoxious, it’s truly a beautiful show of love for this country.
Now lets talk about apparel. Here, the dress code is “whatever” , but it better have red, white, or blue in it. I tend to vary from sundress to jeans and tank. But I always wear my bright red cowboy boots that were handed down to me from my late fabulous great aunt! Some go all out (I’m talking Old Glory in the most unexpected ways, that might actually be treasonous), some keep it simple. I plan my outfit for months in advance!

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Lasts year’s outfits from a local boutique. With my sister.                                                                                        This year’s outfit. The tank came from Future First Lady on Twitter!

In the south we are passionate about whatever we do. Everything is done big, or not done at all. Independence Day is no exception to this solid rule. Truly, though I admit I have not spent the Fourth anywhere outside of the South, I must believe that nowhere else can compare to the party and celebration that is the Fourth of July here! God bless America y’all!