If you're happy and you know it...

I read a few blogs regularly (clearly much more regularly than I actually write in this blog).  While I visit some fashion blogs and obsess over some food blogs, I especially love lifestyle blogs that are a little of everything.  I don't know if I'm just really nosy or creepy or something, but I love reading about people's lives.  I love when they crack themselves open and write about something more personal.  There's something nice about reading a blog that feels real.  For example, I like seeing someone who's not a professional fashionista post about her budget-friendly take on a look she loves, or someone who's not a chef post her own healthy home-made version of a meal she loves.  I guess my main point is that I like reading blogs that are relatable?  If I even have a point?  Who knows?

Blogs are the main way I find out about new trends that I totally keep up with because I am super stylish that pretty much fall into three categories for me:  love, will never wear, wish I had the balls to wear.  Here are some examples...

Love:  Pink lipstick, party nails, and all things high-waisted.  High-waisted skirts are heaven sent.  While I also love the look of high waisted shorts/pants, for now those are still filed under "wish I had the balls to wear".

Will never wear:  Spiky bracelets and shoes.  I see myself a) poking my own eye out, b) poking another person's eye out, or c) getting a run in my tights.  They just scare me!

Wish I had the balls to wear:  Rompers and Croptops.  Maybe someday. 


Anyways, this has been a lot of really unnecessary build up for me to just rant about one of my blog pet peeves.  (What's that?  I never update my blog so I have no right to an opinion?  Fair enough.)  My biggest bloggy pet peeve is that I feel like it's no longer cool to smile in pictures.  At the risk of sounding like a 7 year old writing a letter to her future self that goes viral on the internet, THERE IS SO MUCH TO SMILE ABOUT!  It drives me nuts when people try to do a Tyra smize or, even worse, some pained half smile.  Come on guys!  You're posing in your new favorite Spring outfit, but your eyes are saying "Help me, I am being held at gunpoint to take these pictures for my blog!"  You're instagramming some amazing latte art you were just #blessed with, but you're gazing blankly in the opposite direction.  WHY.

Listen, I am mature enough to admit that maybe I am just being a curmudgeon and missing the point of artsy instagrams, but SO BE IT.  I love reading your blogs, and if you aren't making a weird or funny face on purpose, then I want to see those pearly whites.  Let's stop taking ourselves so seriously!

love and big smiles (okay I'm just rubbing it in now),
AB