- When you need to do it and you decide it's going to work, it usually does. Sometimes I'm sure I'm going to end up with something horrid on my hands, but it always seems like everything is okay at the end, even if the potatoes are ten minutes behind the pork chops. The trick is to assume you can do it and then just do it. But . . .
- . . . it's always okay to ask for advice while you're trying to figure it out. Most of my recipes are on my computer because my mom emailed them to me, or they're on the internet because I found them on some cooking blog. This means that early on I started IMing my mom while I was cooking to see if she thought things would work. Sometimes she steers me back on course and sometimes she just gives me some affirmations and moral support, but it's always helpful to get her feedback while I try to make things work. (This is especially true of the times when I don't actually have a recipe, just a vague idea of what's supposed to go in it. She's like an interactive recipe.)
Saturday, October 31, 2009
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Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Check out these posters. I am in love with them (I am in love with most posters, actually).
I'm also generally a fan of affirmations, because it's just nice to be reminded of good things and to take a minute and calm down when life is crazy.
Have you heard of photographer Justin Hackworth? I stalk his site because I love his photos. They are so real and beautiful. He works on a project of his called 30 Strangers where he photographs 30 people he has never met. This year, the project revolved around mothers and daughters and the photos are gorgeous. Check him out HERE.
Ever have one of those days where you just can't bear to look at yourself in the mirror (of course you have, we all have). Well, next time you are feeling down, take a look at this little gem of a blog. SEXY PEOPLE. Then go out in public with the satisfaction that you never posed for this picture.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
I will have to practice with application...red lipstick is not as forgiving as chapstick and if you mess up enough it makes you look not so hot. But the way it makes you feel! Oh my! I felt saucy, friends, and it was just a normal day full of errands.
Monday, October 26, 2009
M: One of the best things you can do for yourself and the people in your life is just to tell them that you love them. It's easy to assume that our loved ones know they are loved, but why let them assume? "I love you" is something you can never hear too much, and sometimes we don't hear it enough.
L: I totally agree. I come from a very open family and an expressive make-shift extended family (my mom's best friends and all of their children). We weren't even really related and yet we treated each other like siblings. We hugged and held hands and told each other "I love you" all the time. And that sounds really weird written out but I don't care, it was totally normal for us. I never felt like there was no one I could turn to because we all expressed our feelings about each other.
M: I always felt like my roommates in college were a second family because we were always telling each other we loved each other. In my own family we never said it much growing up, but somehow while I was away at school my siblings started saying it all the time, and I still haven't gotten used to it. Every time one of them says "I love you" before we hang up the phone or go home, it's a pleasant little surprise. I know they love me and I don't HAVE to be told that, but it is so nice to hear it anyway.
L: I felt that way too once I met Jamie and moved into the Glenwood. Before that, I only had a few friends that I met when I moved to Utah that I felt that comfortable with. It was a major shock to me to not have that open relationship with roommates and friends...and it made me incredibly homesick. I still remember someone commenting how strange it was that I ended phone calls with friends with "I love you." It seemed so natural to me. Now that my family and the friends we grew up with are having families of their own, I can really see the effect that kind of expression has on everyone.
M: I also think an environment like that is a really great one to raise kids in, because they learn to express their feelings and not hold them in all the time. Nothing drives us women crazy like men who won't open up emotionally, right? And it's not just men who need to be able to do that. It's just an important thing for people to learn to express their emotions and not be ashamed of them. It can really hinder relationships if you aren't able to do that.
L: Exactly. Although, being around my nephews all the time, I appreciate it so much more when they volunteer an "I love you" or a kiss or a cuddle because it's so unexpected for a three year old boy to just stop what he is doing to tell you he loves you. It makes me proud of myself and my family for teaching him that just through example.
P.S. Are we the only ones who walk around singing this song? Because I definitely sing it a lot.
I love Halloween. It is my second favorite holiday (trumped only by Christmas) because it lets me dress up. I have always been a fan of dress ups. My next door neighbors had all sorts of dress ups and I'm pretty sure I wore them even when we weren't playing a game that required dressing up. Sitting watching a movie? Yeah. Of course I wore a fake mink stole and petticoat. Who wouldn't?
Really, though, I love Halloween because it gives me the chance to step outside of my comfort zone. I hate stepping outside of my comfort zone when I know other people aren't doing the same thing. Halloween is the one day where I know everyone else feels and looks just as crazy as I do. It's refreshing and fun.
Also, fake eyelashes. Fake eyelashes are the key to any costume and the most important ingredient when trying to achieve Halloween loveliness. Try it out this year, I promise it is worth it.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Indeed, no wonder our perception of beauty is distorted: what we're seeing isn't even always real. So let's stop wishing for something we can't have and be happy with what we've got.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
I have 3 sisters, who happen to be the most amazing and natural sopranos. They get asked to sing solos all the time in church, at the Christmas programs….One played the lead in the high school play, another went on to perform in a prestigious college choir. They are splendid. And I am the mediocre alto. It is hard feeling like I am inferior; why did I not get the lovely soprano voice? Life is so unfair! I have talent and am capable, but why is there always some one better, or more visible to others than me?
It hurts to be the supporting role. How do I deal with my feelings? I have two options. I can work really hard to develop my talents to be the lead star, or I can believe I am good enough as I am. Sometimes there is room for improvement, like at your place of work or in your studies. Other times there is not. I wish I was recognized more in music but I can be happy knowing that my part is just as important as any other. Without the alto, there is no harmony. Music is more beautiful with two voices than one. My voice is needed. I do not need to be the star to enjoy music. I can love it just as I am.
You are you, love yourself. Believe you are needed, because you are. We all have our place. It may take time to learn to love your place in life, but YOU are worth it. We all are.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
We were listening to this song in the car (as we do pretty much every single day) and when it was over my older nephew said, "But I thought all the birds told him to go away." As I tried to explain the story to him, I realized it wasn't really an easy concept to explain. "Well, they did tell him to go away, but then he wasn't ugly anymore so everyone liked him." That just sounds wrong. Be pretty and everyone will love you? Awesome.
Obviously, I didn't explain it to him that way. I said something more along the lines of he wasn't a duck at all...he was a swan the whole time! It didn't really answer his question, but he was satisfied. The whole thing got me thinking about how much our immediate social circles can influence the way we feel about ourselves. Our families and friends and coworkers can have such a lasting (and sometimes devastating) effect on our self esteem and our well being. I have known people in the past that made me feel like less of a person, people who made me question my worth simply by living their own lives. Our backgrounds, personal beliefs, decisions and individual insecurities can easily plant that little seed of self doubt in the people around us. It works both ways.
I don't really think there is a way to protect yourself from this type of thing. I think it is human nature. The only thing you can change and work on is yourself. You can work to be more perceptive. Remind yourself that everyone is different and what works for them may not work for you and that is okay. It's better than okay...it's what makes us unique and beautiful and lovely. You can work to be more encouraging to the people around you. Try to pay attention to when they need a pick-me-up or just a smile. Sometimes it is hard to push aside your own worries (they can be so demanding), but it is definitely worth it.
That's why the NOW Foundation is celebrating its 12th annual Love Your Body Day on Oct. 21. This campaign is a giant shout out to the fashion, beauty, diet and advertising industries: No more fake images! Show us real women, diverse women, strong women, bold women. And to the women and girls who are targeted by messages telling them that the key to success and happiness is manufactured beauty, we say: It's okay to "Be You" -- the true you is beautiful.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
In the last few weeks I’ve thought a lot about how much we view ourselves as imperfect. We, as women, are never satisfied with who we are--how we look, how we act, and how we are viewed by other people. According to statistics, 4 out of every 5 women in the US are unhappy about their appearance. That’s 80%!!! An estimated 7 to 10 million women have eating disorders--all of it because we grossly exaggerate our flaws. We all have things we dislike about ourselves. Me? Well, let’s start with a brief history.
I started to have bad acne in about the fourth grade. Add to that large glasses in the fifth grade, and an unusual amount of body hair around the seventh grade, and things tend not to mix well in socially horrific middle school. People called me “Hairy” instead of Hayley, and to this day I shave my arms and upper lip all due to the self-consciousness I’ve carried with me since then. I allowed other people to dictate how I felt (and feel) about myself. I’ve had a “ghetto booty” since around the eighth grade, and I absolutely abhor buying jeans because I have to get them to fit my butt first, not my waist. Even through my years of training for swim team and my black belt in TaeKwon-Do, I hated that I weighed more than most of my guy buddies simply because I was built to be muscular, and not thin.
Oh, and I have vampire teeth. :)
So there we have it. Flaws. I have them. You have them. And you know what? I’m learning to love them!
We live in an era of "if you don’t like it, fix it." As the mother of a two and a half year old, with another child on the way, I find myself wanting to set a better example. I love when my daughter is getting dressed and she says, “I so pretty!” And I hate that the older she gets, the more she’ll doubt that statement. I’m saddened when I hear a gorgeous woman in my ward tell me that one day she wants a lift and a tuck. Why does she need those things to be “more beautiful”? Wouldn’t she be more lovely if she learned to be confident with the way she is now?
In the post “Something for Everyone,” a magazine article is quoted on why men love women’s bodies. How many of them say that they love the confidence their women exude? It’s so much sexier than just getting implants! In order to provide a better example I find myself realizing I need to learn to love my own flaws. I need to be comfortable in my own skin--not my adapted skin. I find myself looking in the mirror in the mornings with this lovely flair up of acne during this pregnancy and I say, “Well, I’ve looked worse.” It might not be, “Wow that zit is sexy!”, but it’s a start. I find myself proud of my stretch marks and of the saggy boobs that I have EARNED as a mother. When I’m old, I hope and pray I have long gray hair that I will earn as a mark of the knowledge and wisdom I’ve gained in my years. I also hope and pray that my daughter will always know she is beautiful, even on her worst day, because she is my daughter and a good person.
And so, in honor of that, I want everyone to think of all their flaws and figure out which one is their favorite. What makes you uniquely you? What is your favorite flaw? While we shouldn’t necessarily focus on how we look physically, we should learn to love the way we physically are. Yes, we need to be healthy, and yes, sometimes that means we need to change ourselves in habit and thought, but we need to learn to love ourselves at our best and at our worst. My favorite flaw, you ask? It’s my vampire teeth.
Monday, October 19, 2009
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Remember our guest posts? Remember how much fun it is to hear from people other than Megan, Miri and me all the time? Remember how you are dying to write a post and submit it to this blog?
Well, my dear readers, don't be shy! We have heard from several people who want to write a guest post, but I also know there are many of you out there who don't want to invite themselves to the party (so to speak). Consider this your invitation. One of the most important things about this blog is hearing from everyone, all women, all ages. We want to read about your experiences. The possibilities are endless. Whatever you feel inspired to share, please do! Of course, there will be editing, but usually just grammar and spelling and such.
So here is the process. Whenever you feel so inspired, write a post in an email and send it to us (beinglovelyblog at gmail dot com). If you forget that email address, just look on our left hand side bar, it's there. Try to include a little bio (six-ish lines) so we know what type of information you would like to share about yourself and send us a picture. If one of us knows you and would have access to a photo and/or could write your bio then, by all means, trust us to take care of that part. Personally, I'm a control freak and pretty picky about my photos. If you don't have a particular topic you would like to write about, but would still like to contribute, please email us and let us know. If we need some input, we will contact you with a topic.
See how simple it is? Get writing, ladies! We can't wait to hear from you!