Do you.

Sometimes it's late, and my legs are restless, and sleep just doesn't come.
And I wonder if your day was good. 
I wonder if you're happy where you are, and how your parents are doing.
Sometimes I wonder if you ever even wonder about me, because for years you were my only thought.
I think about the days when my hand flew out the window of your truck and we sang along to our favorites.
I wonder if you think about how my day was.

I wonder if you ever even cared about anyone other than yourself.
Meeting you made me realize that you were the selfish one, not me.
I hope you're happy where you are, because you taught me so much.

I'm happy, and my day was fine.
You had your chance.
And if you were wondering about me, or miss me at all...
don't. 

xo.
k.

Long hair, should care.

I'm such an infant when it comes to haircuts, it's kind of pathetic.
So instead of cutting it, I find surefire remedies to keep my hair strong, and healthy.

Recently on both of my addictions, Pinterest and Youtube, I've been hearing massive amounts of buzz over coconut oil and it's benefits for hair. I was very skeptical at first, because being Italian, my hair is already oily, and adding any sort of oil based product seemed like it would end in disaster.  

But disasters are fun sometimes, so I gave it a shot.
I found a mask on Pinterest that seemed to have a ton of likes and reposts. 
It consists of two tablespoons of coconut oil, 2 egg yolks, and a splash of water.

I mixed it in a bowl, and once it was all thoroughly mixed, I started at my ends and lathered up to my scalp.
I suggest putting the mixture in a mason jar and shaking it though, the process will probably move a lot quicker. 

I left it on for about 15 minutes, and then washed it out with shampoo. No conditioner after. 
I blew it out, and my hair was so soft, and shiny, that I figured when I woke up the next morning it would look like a hot mess. 

Instead, my hair held a wave, and stayed frizz free until I washed it next. 
I swear, it was a freaking miracle.

If you have long, thick hair, I suggest this mask with every ounce of my being because it works wonders.

(Ps. Coconut oil is really easy to find, and since it's gaining popularity, you can find it anywhere. I found mine at the Christmas tree store, but I've also seen it at Walmart, Trader Joe's, and Whole Foods.)

Let me know what you guys use as your "refusing to get a haircut" remedy.
Until then,
x
K.

Itunes lovin' : June 2014

My recently played playlist:

Dixieland Delight - Alabama

My Faith in You - Brantley Gilbert

If You Want a Bad Boy - Brantley Gilbert

My Baby's Guns n' Roses - Brantley Gilbert

( He's gorgeous, I apologize)

One - Ed Sheeran

Photograph - Ed Sheeran

Drunk - Ed Sheeran

( And his voice is equivalent to angels singing..)

Buddy Holly - Weezer 

Smokin' and Drinkin - Miranda Lambert

Makin Plans- Miranda Lambert

Takin' Pills - Miranda Lambert

Oh, tonight - Josh Abbot Band ft. Kacey Musgraves

Missin' You Crazy - Jon Pardi

Tiny Dancer - Tim McGraw

Kids - MGMT

what are you guys listening to?

let me know.

Until then, 

xo

K

Summer.

Oh hello there, strangers. 

Once again I'm here apologizing for my not so shocking absence from posting. 

I have to admit, I took a break just to enjoy the end of my school year, and the beginning of summer to myself. The last month of my school year was probably the most joyous time I've ever had. I fell so head over heels in love with Charlotte, with my suite mates, and with my new found friends, that taking time away from them to post seemed silly to me. 

   But I missed writing. Even though a majority of my posts are fashion/cosmetic/favorites posts, this blog is my outlet. I've been craving coming back and being able to fully delve into this safe haven. So please forgive me for the short break. 

When I was away at school, I learned to begin to be free of insecurities. 

Until this year, I never walked outside in a tank top. 

Silly. It's hot out.

But I had such a fear of being made fun of, that I'd completely cover up. It may seem foolish to you, but being able to walk outside in a tank top, in front of people, was such a weight off of my shoulders.

I got a beautiful tattoo that means the world to me.

I should be able to show it off without the ever present fear of people laughing at my arms, my back, or my stomach. 

Embrace yourself and learn to work through your fears, and things just seem so much more simple. 

Wear the brightest lipstick you can. 

Wing out your liner to the stars.

Make your messy bun as messy as you'd like.

As long as you feel beautiful, you radiate happiness. 

Let me know what you lovelies would like to see.

I can't wait to post more.

Until then, 

xo 

k.