Me in my dirty shoes. Inside is my frolicky feet. Soaked from last night’s rain.

What did your eyes love today?  Show us!  What did your heart learn the hard way?  Shout it from the rooftops!  Bend the way that feels best; share the words that your guts speak the loudest; and never, ever let anyone tell you EVER what you should and shouldn’t be liking. ClothesMoviesInstagram filtersWhatever.  SERIOUSLY.  I’ve had it up to here (*standards of tippy toes and reaches for the clouds*) with people trying to corral each other’s aesthetics–break free from the confines of social media’s perpetual high school, rally each other’s spirits, give high five to mutual weirdness, and just plain be.  There is such freedom in BEING. xx