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(Jacket, Tank & Shoes: HandMeDown  Necklace: F21  Skirt: veryjane.com)

I LOOOOOOOOVE receiving snail mail. Not junk mail, grocery store weeklys or bills, but letters from friends and invitations to showers/parties. How fabulous a feeling is it to open your mailbox and see a handwritten note made out just to you? For that reason, I try to send as many letters to my friends as often as I think of them, which is not as often as I’d like since I usually end up getting distracted before I sit down to write something. So I think you should get a card (or a napkin/post-it/back of a receipt), write something kind to a friend and mail it off today. Maybe we should call these little acts of kindness “mailing it forward”. 🙂

(Sunglasses: Ross-Fossil  Necklace: F21  Shirt: Target  Skirt: GAP  Shoes: HandMeDown-Topshop)

I love Craigslist. It is such an awesome tool to buy unique things at a discounted price, but also sell things that you are no longer using (to make cash and buy more unique things…duh…it’s the Circle of Life). I know that there are crazy people out there and scary stories associated with Craigslist, but so far I’ve been super happy with the awesome individuals I’ve met. It’s like speed dating with other used-treasure-loving-folks. 😉

(Hat: Goodwill  Shirt, Necklace & Shorts: Plato’s Closet  Watch: Nordstrom Rack-Kenneth Cole  Belt: Ann Taylor Loft  Shoes: HandMeDown-Top Shop)

When I was younger, I never hula hooped. I think I was too busy running and climbing things to stand in one place. It wasn’t until I was much older that I actually attempted to balance a hula hoop around my middle. And as easy as other people made it look, I could not get it to stay up for more than two spins. I was/am flabbergasted. I have birthing hips…a phrase lovingly coined by my mother to mean big hips. Shouldn’t big hips keep a hula hoop up without even trying?! I mean it’s like a built in cheat, but apparently it actually works against me to make me a hula hoop failure. I’ll keep trying, but I can almost guarantee that unless my hips go away (which is impossible unless I shave my bone down…ouch!), I won’t be winning any hula hooping contests at any point in my life.