(Okay, fine, not every song. It would take me months and I’d rather spend that time listening to her new album!) Did you know that I get emails weekly asking me to hook a sis (is that what the kids say now?) up with T-Swizzle herself solely based off my name being Taylor Nation. Look, I’m flattered, truly.
I’m not a homebody because I’m married. I’m a homebody because I enjoy being home. When I got engaged at 19, I expected and prepared to receive lots of unwanted opinions and “advice.” When I got married at 20, I expected and prepared to receive more eye-rolls and shocked faces when I referred to Kaleb
“You are who you hang out with.” Perhaps one of my mother’s favorite things to quote to me. She isn’t wrong. She’s actually very right. (No surprise there!) Fortunately/unfortunately I was homeschooled. I didn’t have your typical middle and high school experience. I tried out public high school for a couple months my freshman year
I’ve been wearing makeup daily since I was a pre-teen. My mother sold Mary-Kay so half of our finished basement consisted of stocked shelves of product. My mother never gave me a specific age that I was allowed to wear makeup. If I wanted to then she would be there with me to make sure
“OMG! Everyone I know is getting married!” I’m slowing entering this phase of my life where everyone around me is getting engaged, married and beginning to send out pregnancy announcements. (Eek!) I know I scared my friends when Kaleb and I got engaged in the summer of 2014. I was the first of all of them
In a world of wedding magazines, shows, brands, and more, how can you NOT dream of your wedding day? I would lay in bed at night at 15 years old and wonder, “Where is my husband-to-be right now?” I spent hours on Pinterest, picking out the theme I wanted at the time, the dress styles