Valentine’s OOTD: Flower Among the Wilted

OOTD: Floral Dress – Forever 21 | Bag – Coach | Bracelet – Amazon | Shoes – Naturalizer

I kind of suck at being a blogger sometimes because technically, I should be providing some helpful advice about Valentine’s Day. However, I guess I’m not, because this post ends up going up practically on Valentine’s Day.

Florals are what I think of when I think of a Valentine’s Day outfit. But of course, it’s February, and while Dallas has been pretty temperate, all of the plants are still dead. So in a way, I was definitely the most colorful part of the shoot for this OOTD. Also, right now Forever 21 Valentine’s Sale is going on for 20% Off All Dresses! (2/9-2/14)

I could tell you that wearing a cute outfit and doing different make up will make your day more special, but in the end, it’s really about your mindset of your relationship. When you’re in a long-term relationship, you tend to overlook these things. Yeah, you might do romantic things together on these types of holidays, but if you think about it, you could be doing these things everyday. And before, at one point, maybe you were doing these things everyday.

It’s the honeymoon phase. You are conscious of the work you need to put into the relationship to win your significant other over. You are infatuated with the other person. You do absolutely everything together.

And for me personally, my husband and I were in a pretty long honeymoon phase. I’m sure people assumed once things cooled down we would be divorced since we were married young. And marriage is a challenge….but what I’ve noticed is that the love evolves.

It starts out as a crush, right? Then an infatuation. Then as time goes by, years pass and the love ferments, like a good wine, into something deeper, richer, and more like a family element that you don’t have in the beginning. You are in love with every part of them, but more now so in a way that you would show it in subtle ways. Love is now doing the dishes, canceling a work meeting to be with them, decorating a plate of food for them before it’s served. It’s staying up late talking them through their problems, learning to accept their faults, changing yourself to become a better person for them. Learning how to inspire each other.

And if you are single on Valentine’s Day, just be comfortable in your own skin, knowing that you are working on yourself. I think even for people in relationships, that is good to remember. If you’re not good to yourself, you won’t be able to make someone else as happy as you could.

I guess that could translate into dressing yourself well, couldn’t it? So dress well, eat well, and spark your confidence, not just on Valentine’s Day, but every day, whether you are single or in a relationship.

Happy Love Day!



Fighting My Obsession with the Distance of Blue

It’s so hard to find what I want inside. I wanted to hide from the bitterness of the cold, the frozen tundra in my mind. It’s intricately part of who I am. Trying to run away from the mountain peaks, the snow drifts, the red wind-stricken cheeks, the dry skin from the cold air that falls upon me as I watch the sun rise over the horizon of glaciers.

I am and have always been mesmerized with the distance of blue. Rebecca Solnit describes the distant of blue in her book “A Field Guide to Getting Lost,” as the want for something that is not there. You can see it in the distance, the air particles casting a hue of blue in the distance. It could be a town, a mountain, something on the horizon, but once you reach the destination, you find that the place you were seeing was not real. It is the emotion that can never be explained. It is the place where you can never go. Places you will never arrive at. I see the future that seems so bright and full of meaning and when I live through it, it just seems so mundane and not how I thought it would be.

But then there is how I feel about it afterwards. Because I have left that place, that time, that moment, it is now again in the distance of blue.

The snow was always a pain, a loneliness that blanketed the Earth and all who tried to travel through it would be blocked by it’s silence. But now I long for those quiet moments in the silence of the falling snow. The warmth of the inside. The closed in emotions that are released in a starry chilled night drive when you can see the entire sky opening up, the pressure of the daytime clouds dispersing. And I miss it dearly.

I don’t think moving any particular place will solve my problem regarding the distance of blue. The hues of blue will always be where I am not. I think the solution is within. But I am scared. It is within my passion for writing. I am scared of what I will sacrifice, what it will take to learn and master the craft, how I will learn to connect people to my writing. Writing is not an easy task when doing it well. To do it well, you must be able to transport your audience to that moment and engage all senses so they will feel and understand the meaning of your words.

The distance of blue is what attracts me to traveling, and sometimes I forget how vast the travel within the mind can be. I can be anywhere I want to be in my mind. Those who cannot think like a child will have a hard time. The people who have been hit so hard with reality that they cannot imagine their inner world. I don’t want to forget about my inner world. That is where memories and imagination is skewed, travel is possible, and from where the greatest inspirations grow from. The next step is writing those inspirations down.


OOTD: It’s Still Summer






OOTD: Top – Korean Thrift | Shorts – Mossimo | Bag – Zara

MOTD: Foundation – Urban Decay Naked Skin | Setting powder – Tony Moly | Blush – Benefit Dandelion | Lashes – MAC mascara | Brows – Daiso pencil in Natural Brown and Hourglass’ pencil in auburn | Lips – MAC Huggable lip color in Origami Orange




Well, I have been wearing loose clothing due to the hot weather still, and this thrifted shirt from Plato’s Closet is perfect for this damn hot weather. Who said it was fall, huh? The one thing I liked about PA seasons was autumn and we don’t really have an autumn here.

This is kind of just an update post, really. I dyed my hair darker because I couldn’t stand the blonde-copper tones, but of course I couldn’t get rid of it completely, as you can see. I have also recently gotten a stomach ulcer, so I am on a strict diet and Chinese herbal meds, and it started last weekend and I actually am feeling a lot better after a few days of the treatment. I’m really going to use this to jumpstart my health journey (again).

I made a goal that I would be fairly in shape by the time I went back to PA to visit. I have now about four months to lose the weight I put on and to grow out my hair. I think using this strict diet and slowly adding things back in will help me a lot. This stomach ulcer has had a silver lining. I got off caffeine, refined sugar and alcohol, which was an absolutely terrible experience. I had a migraine for three days straight, chills and back pain. I did cheat a little when I went to a Yelp Elite event, I had a fourth of a glass of wine and a bite size brownie. Sigh, I’m so bad. Tsk tsk.

But seriously, I didn’t realize how bad my habits had gotten until I had this ulcer. I was drinking every night at least two glasses of wine, and kind of also got into drinking beer (after going to a Yelp event in Fort Worth…), I was drinking black coffee twice a day, and eating basically whatever I wanted, in between meals and such.

After getting into Traditional Chinese Medicine more and more, I see how important it is to take care of your body. Now, I do not agree with my TCM doctor who told me that anything that tastes good shouldn’t be eaten because its probably bad, but I do agree with him on the fact that eating healthy has a LOT to do with health. And eating at the right times in the day is also a key to eating healthy. I’m thinking of doing a whole post on that subject.

Anyway, hope you like the outfit even though I’m sure y’all are rushing to get out your jeans and sweatshirts and scarves and whatnot. But unfortunately, its still “Texas” summer for now. Let’s just say I cannot WAIT until October!


Exploring Dallas Through Yelp



We’ve been in the DFW area for almost a year now, and I can say confidently, as an extreme introvert, making friends and actually getting out has been hard. I have started some great friendships through my job, but the thing that has helped us discover and connect with places and people the most here in Dallas is Yelp.

I’m sure everyone has used Yelp at some point to look up reviews, or at least has come across the website/app at some point, but it is a social media platform that lets normal people review and rate restaurants, stores and other places. The main focus of Yelp is definitely restaurants. Within Yelp, there is a community of individuals, split out by regions of the world, called the Yelp Elite.

My husband is a chef who is obsessed with reviewing and trying new places and foods. Last December, he was voted into the Yelp Elite group, and ever since I’ve stepped into that world with him, I have also been obsessed with bringing up my reviews, my food photos, check-ins, etc. It costs nothing to join, however you have to be voted in. There are events that you can attend for free to try out new restaurants or stores, and your Elite status will show as a reliable source on your reviews. And Dallas is a great place to be a Yelp Elite member.

The app helps you find some of the best and cheap places to eat. I have found a lot of my now favorite places by using Yelp. After attending the Yelp Elite events as a guest to my husband, I’ve made a few friends, and most importantly kept up my socializing skills. I am always excited to go now, as before I was nervous. I know I can hold conversations with strangers as long as we have a few things in common: we both love DFW area, we love to eat, and we want to explore more!

I’m looking to obtain Elite status for 2017, so I have treated the platform very seriously. I write reviews, I take pictures, and I do so shamelessly. I don’t care if others are staring at me taking a picture of me holding up my food item to a decorative wall. Because I want to show that I can deliver high-quality to the site. Because I care about where I live, I decided to be here. And most importantly, I want others to know about where to go when they come into town.

Consequently, my Instagram has sort of become a Foodstagram, which was not intended. And I have had to re-look at how I eat, how I can portion control, and how often I can eat out. But I think with the right balance, I can maintain a healthy lifestyle and be a Yelp Elite. #goals2017


Wake Up


As anyone who knows me would understand, it was hard when I moved to Dallas, Texas from my hometown in Pennsylvania. And I remember it was one of EDEN’s songs that got me through that transition.

EDEN, formerly known as The Eden Project, is an Electronic-Indy artist from Ireland. I’ve been following him since he started music. A lot of people assume that people who like EDM are trance lovers and people who go to raves, but for me and my sister, we are the type of like to listen to EDM, or any music for that matter, in solitude. The feelings of the music are what we are connected to. And my younger sister is the one who introduced me to EDEN.

It was always a little harder growing up 8 years apart for me and my sister. It was hard to find common ground because we were always going through completely different stages of life. For that reason, I think both of us were closer to our brother, who was the middle child. But the last years that I was in PA, we became very close. It was a bittersweet relationship: two sisters who grew up in the same home but at different times. She saw me go through all of my older trials and hardships, I saw her go through things I’ve already experienced. And it was only the last few years that I was in PA that we were able to finally talk, find out that we are actually more similar than we thought, and connect.

We used to go on many adventures even though our town was small. And EDM was the background music to our lives. EDEN definitely brought us together a lot, through different struggles at the same time, but being able to sing his lyrics together always made us feel like maybe even though we were going through various things, we weren’t so different, so isolated, as we had thought. We had each other.

One of the most difficult things about moving to Texas was leaving her behind. It was something I needed to do because I was not growing as a person in PA. I needed to come out of my comfort zone, so I took the plunge and took a job here in Dallas. It was a smart decision for my career and my personal development.

But it tore my heart apart because I think it hindered my relationship with my sister, or at least distanced us to what we were before. We no longer talk everyday, or go on adventures. I don’t know what she’s doing right now, but I know we are living separate lives.

I remember one of the last nights I was there. We were strolling down the streets of Carlisle at night, as we sometimes did on the spur of the moment, and we were taking turns singing EDEN’s new song, “Wake Up.” We both interpreted it as EDEN needing to leave to make his career his priority and him leaving his hometown to follow his dream. And even though I am not by any means doing the same thing, it really hit me. I hope it hit her heart in the same way. It made me realize how painful it was to grow sometimes. It would be a long time until the next time we might be walking and singing together. It would be a while until we would meet and act like nothing had ever changed.

Who would I be when we met again? How much will she have changed until the next time I would see her? Would we still have that connection? Or would we be like strangers, not knowing anything about each other’s lives?

Even though I’ve written so many times about how I was stuck in PA and happy that I moved here, it was something that hit my heart very heavy. EDEN’s music holds that connection still between us, I know it. I know it because every time I listen to “Wake Up,” I still to this day, almost a year later, burst into tears, because all of it comes flooding back. The times we took random road trips when I was heartbroken. The times we had sleepovers when I was an adult and we talked late into the night. The places we went, the pictures we took (she is a very good photographer), the fun we had, even through all of our individual troubles. And it reminds me of the last night before I left.

I was staying at my parents’ house because we had cleaned out the apartment. She was lying on the floor next to me, we were talking about how weird it was that it wasn’t going to be this way anymore. It was unreal, and I’ll never forget that moment.

If you’re reading this, Abby, I really hope we can go to the EDEN concert together. Then we could sing “Wake Up” together again.

OOTD: Hiatus Outfit

OOTD: Dress – Rue 21 | Bag – Calvin Klein | Bra Straps showing – VS





I guess I ended up taking a break and I really didn’t mean to. I’ve been busy sulking about my health. I could’t understand why I just can’t lose weight even when I eat right. I recently was diagnosed with hypothyroidism, which explains the weight problems. It also explains the chronic fatigue, inability to sleep at night, and digestion issues.

So I’m on a treatment plan now, and I’ve been too depressed about the way I fit in clothes lately. Another excuse is that its been ridiculously hot here. I know, I should expect that.

I do plan on getting back on track once my treatment ends. I will continue my healthy lifestyle plan and cut out more sugar. I think the biggest habits I need to stop is snacking in between meals.

I know some people swear by the eating small portions all day thing, but seriously, it’s bad for you. Going by the Chinese body clock, there are certain points during the day that you should try to avoid eating. Those times are 9 am to 11 am, 1 pm to 3 pm, and 7 pm to 7 am. During those times, certain organs are working the hardest in your body to process what you have put in your body during the other hours. It’s important to avoid eating so those organs can work without interruptions.

Anyway, this has become a rant, and I’m actually tired at the time Im supposed to be tired, so everyone have a good night, day or afternoon.


The INFP Contradiction


Being an INFP is rare. Understanding us is a lot of work. We definitely have our downfalls. We value the creativity and intuition that we naturally have, but at times we long to have the organization and logic that other have.

We like making lists, but we don’t confine ourselves within them. We go with what we feel is best at the time. But we like to make lists to feel organized, no matter how much of a lie that is.

We like to make routines, because otherwise we would float away in the stories of others that pass us by each day, beckoning us to follow them. Routines are hard to follow but they bring us structure and allow us to fit in with society.

We like to start new projects to feel productive, but then get pulled away by the tides of life, making choices on the whim because we are following our intuition. It’s a fault, yet still it works for us.

We sometimes are in the mood to clean, and when we are, we clean and tidy everything, letting go of all of the things we collected based on feeling, because we know if we don’t, clutter will build up and envelope our minds, subconsciously causing stress. We tend to miss the mess around us if we don’t consciously make cleaning times, which we hate.

We become obsessed with certain things, trying to achieve perfection while doing it with the least effort, making us lazy perfectionists who care so much without actually caring, and it gets confusing.

We get lost so far into our minds that we forget to take care of ourselves, even when we want to. Maybe it’s because we don’t prioritize mundane tasks. We’d rather go on an adventure looking for a new type of wine we’d heard about than clean the dishes we just made from dinner.

We’d rather follow the emotions deeper, even if it means hurting, because without emotions, we feel empty without a purpose. We want to know how it connects with the rest of the world, the reason for it, the way to heal pain and spread happiness. We are connected to our feelings even when we pretend we can separate emotions from actions or thoughts.

We avoid conflict because it interrupts our curiosity. It forces us to deal with real tangible problems and use logic. We are escapists and will do anything to avoid the problem.

We have great extroverted intuition, meaning we intake things and understand them. But we often forget to voice our opinions because we feel that telling them won’t make a difference.

In a way, our downfalls are almost poetic. Nothing we do is usually logical. It can really cause us problems. But when we see it as the story that is unfolding that we call our own special story, we can still see the beauty in it. Maybe a lot of others will find this just irresponsible, but without a doubt, the INFP can find the romance in the way someone forgets to clean their house while they are lost in the passion of what they love to do.

When You’re an INFP


When you’re an INFP, you remember memories that never happened in real life. So detailed that you can smell the asphalt after the rain in that memory. You remember the depths of feelings you had only in your own world inside your head.

Your mind consumes time and space as creative muses, building upon what you can intake. Perfection is only attainable in our minds, and when we have those rare moments in real life where everything is perfectly how we imagine, it only feels like a dream.

You hesitate to build your life outside of your mind because you know you cannot control the outside like the world you hold only in your mind. You wander into these thoughts daily, drifting in and out of your real surroundings. They call us the ‘idealist,’ the ‘dreamer,’ but all we really want is to find the places we’ve been dreaming of, the world we have created in our minds. We thrive on finding common ground, finding similarities between every part of our lives and the world within, and this is what others don’t see about us.

Our memories are always a blur between real events and ones we only experience in our minds, fabricated from fragments of our reality that we have collected from fleeting moments throughout our lives.

Our greatest asset is our imagination. An INFP can look out a window in Manhattan, watching the winter storm brewing in the distance, menacing one the city’s horizon and will not think things such as “Will we be safe?” or “I better check the weather for the ride home.” No, they will be transported to a time and place in their mind with that same storm in the distance, but overlooking a cracked desert. Was it a memory? Was it a fabrication? Was it a combination? Not even the INFP will know.

If all INFP’s were to be given the privilege of traveling often, the best stories, the works of art, and music would be discovered in our minds and transferred to tangible sources for all to share.

A word to all INFP’s: Don’t suppress the feelings, don’t try to be realistic. This is your talent. Keep the world in your head. It’s the key to your happiness.


But I Will Never Be That Girl









OOTD: Dress + Cardigan – Forever21 | Bag – Calvin Klein | Shoes -Coach




I’ll never be the girl who I’m envious of because I don’t see myself from afar. I won’t be the girl who has it all together and chills at cafes. I know surely I am not the girl who knows how to unlock her motivations to be better everyday. I’m not sure I’ll even be the girl who always has blended make up, elegant movements, and a bag that she’s happy with wearing for more than a week.

I wonder if that girl even exists? Will you find her strolling through these university halls, smiling to herself? Will you see her at the beach, wearing a Triangl brand bikini, with her flowing scarf trailing behind her in the ocean breeze? Maybe she’s in a high rise building, sipping on her morning coffee in downtown Addison.

I think it’s a bit of both. Maybe I’m not that girl, but I’m just traces of her when I feel confident. Maybe the moments that I see others are captured in the right fleeting moments when their confidence is brimming and they understand that no matter what, they have to love themselves, because if they won’t who will be able to see what they can do for this world?

It’s never all the time. I will never be that girl. But maybe sometimes, she will be me, and through all of my clumsiness, all of my faults, all of my mundane routines, and through all of my hardships, she will spark at certain moments. And maybe others will see her through me, even when I can’t.



Living with a Cat

I never thought that living with a cat would be difficult because I have always had a cat growing up. I was born into a family of three; mom, dad, and a cat named Jackie. I had a kitten named Storm from the time I was 6 until I was 21. My family even adopted a kitten named Nami when I was 22, and I was attached to her until I moved to Dallas, TX last October.

Recently, my husband and I adopted a ‘teenage’ cat from the animal shelter. We named her Missha. And although we thought we were avoiding most of the headaches by adopting a slightly older cat instead of a kitten, we didn’t realize the transition would be such a hassle. It’s different when you are the sole supporter of the animal, rather than just a family member. Here are a few things I have learned and would recommend if you are adopting a cat from a shelter.

1.) It takes time to adjust to your night routine, so don’t be surprised if you are awake for a few nights while your cat gets used to it.

We had the worst time adjusting her to our schedule. She would cry in a meloncholy meow at night when all was silent and the world was sleeping. Cats are nocturnal, and chances are, if they were living at a shelter (or even somewhere else with other animals or wilderness), they are used to being loud and active at night. Your cat also might feel a bit lost at night because you are not interacting with the cat, so they feel like they need guidance for the first few nights. But don’t worry; after a few nights, the cat will understand that night time is quiet time, and they will adjust to your schedule.

2.) Buy your cat a laser pointer.

Missha would not play with any toy we got for her. She would become bored of string, treat a mouse toy like a kitten, and not even care for feathers or cat toys. But as soon as we took out the laser pointer, she went crazy. Based on past experience, the laser pointer is a good investment. Plus, you can sit there calmly in your chair while your cat runs like a maniac around the room.

3.) Invest in good cat food.

Our cat would not stop begging for food, and whenever she got a refill of her bowl, she would immediately inhale the food like a starting child. We then began mixing the generic pet store food with a higher quality, high protein food, and she calmed down a bit and is now adjusting to a healthier diet. High protein food will keep your cat fuller longer. It will also help avoid future diabetic problem as well as other health issues.


Overall, it was a handful to help her adjust to her new home, but it was completely worth it all. She now has a loving home, and we have a great pet! Cats are much easier than most other animals because they don’t require regular baths and they can use the litter box. I will probably do a post on how to keep a pet with a small apartment, because I have learned a few things about living in a small space with an animal, but that is for another time (basically when I move in September!).