Tuesday, November 29, 2011

John Hughes gets me.

I always tried to argue that I didn't have a type. And I guess I don't. I have two types.



When it comes to finding the opposite sex attractive, I have two distinct types.

Jake Ryan and John Bender.


I either go for the clean cut, snazzy dressing, devilishly handsome type...
Jake Ryan

...or I go for the grungy, long haired, tattooed, also devilishly handsome type.
John Bender




Why, oh why, couldn't I have been Molly Ringwald? (She got them both.)






I picked a Jake Ryan type as my "Sexiest Man Alive" in 2010, but now I think I'd go for the John Bender look of this guy.



I just can't decide.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Conversations to Remember

Don't you wish you could remember every funny/important/life changing conversation you ever had? 

I used to list them all as quotes on Facebook. You know you did, too. 
A few of the gems I remember:

"I woke up with no shoes and can't find my car. I'm cold and scared."
"This is what I did the other day that made me realize I'm a crazy girlfriend."
"Is there a version of the Bible I can read that doesn't have all that bullshit in it?"
"I'd rather be responsible for Britney Spears than Faye Walter."


Lately, I have taken to writing down memorable conversations. Like the following:


Sassy black lady at the nail shop

SBL: Is that Michael Kors?
Me: Yes.
SBL: I wish I could afford that. I get knock off watches.
Me: Oh, it was a gift.
SBL: From a boyfriend?
Me: Yes. Birthday present. But then I broke up with him that night.
SBL: That's a nice parting gift, girl. You won.
Me: Well, he just got married and I'm still single so I think he won.
SBL: Naw girl. You won.


Rachel & Andrew in Papitos

Rach (to A): Why do you act like you're 400 pounds?
Me (to A): Yeah, it's just 300, right?
A: *picks up salsa, holds over my head* Watch it, salsa head.
Me: One time, I had a puppy and I named him Milkhead.
Rach: Umm why?
Me: Cause he was nursing and he got milk on his head.
Rach: Clever.


Catching up with an old friend

Coop: So, is there a new guy in your life?
Me: Nope. No old ones either.
Coop: Yeah, I guess I would have seen that on your ever revealing blog.


At the bar

Me (to a friend of a boy I kinda had a thing with about the boy I kinda had a thing with): Who is that girl he's talking to? She's not even cute.
Friend of boy: My sister.



Yeah.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Thanksgiving Post (duh)

Our roommates have gone home to their families (I live with my sister and two of our friends) so Morgan and I are hosting Thanksgiving at our house. Mom, Rusty, and Bella are coming over to spend the day. Rusty and Bella are dogs. Yes, Bella was named after Bella Swan. And, no, we are not ashamed.

Speaking of dogs, let me get started on my Thankful List.

I am thankful for my new puppy, Mosby. (Named after Ted Mosby.)


It was a total out of the blue decision to get a puppy. My friend sent me a picture of this precious rescue dog and I went to meet him at the pound just to shut her up. (Sorry Linds.) But then I immediately fell in love with him and picked him up less and a week later. (You're welcome Linds.) He's a black lab/schnauzer mix and is the best puppy ever. And he loves me. A lot.



I'm thankful for my family. My mom and my sister (warning: cliche statement ahead) are my best friends. We weren't always close and we still get on each others nerves constantly, but our family is full of love. 


And we're cute.



I have way too many friends to list individually, but I'm thankful for all of you. (Most of you.) Okay, really, all of you.



One thing I am really jealous of thankful for is all my friends that are getting married. There's nothing better than wedding parties to bring old friends back together.


Kappa Delta (old) Ladies.


I'm thankful for my roommates. This is one of the best living situations I've had since I moved out of my mother's house. (It's partially because our house is so damn cute.)


That's not our house. Or our watermelon.



Last (but definitely not least) I'm thankful for all of you. You crazy cyber people who care enough about what I have to say to follow along, leave comments, and send love from all over the world. I'm also thankful for all you bloggers that I follow. You really are the highlight of my day (especially since I don't have a boyfriend).


Happy Thanksgiving! What are you thankful for?

Monday, November 21, 2011

Life is made up of the good and the bad.

Isn't there a saying that goes something like, "you have to have the bad to appreciate the good"? Well, I guess I agree.

Life is made up of the good and the bad. There's always both.
For example...

Good: I'm absolutely in love with my new puppy.
Bad: I'm not in love with taking him out early in the morning.

Good: I get off work for the week on Wednesday at 1.
Bad: I have to work this week until Wednesday at 1.

Good: My sister's boyfriend won a trip for 4 to Myrtle Beach (in April) and they have invited me to go...
Bad: ...as long as I can provide the 4th person (a boyfriend of my own).

Good: Ole Miss scored points against LSU on Saturday.
Bad: The final score was 52-3.



Do the bad things in life help you better appreciate the good ones?

And do you know any cute boys that want to go to Myrtle Beach in April?

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Want it Wednesday: Christmas Countdown Recap

Well, well...there are only 39 days until Christmas. That's less than 6 weeks!

I decided to add 3 new items to my list every week until Christmas. I never give a long enough list and end up with repeat items and things I don't want or need. So, this year, my goal was to search for 3 new things each week. And I did. For 4 weeks. And now I can't think of anything else I want. So, here's my full Christmas list (mom, you can stop bugging me now).


Typewriter Initial Watch
$28 from Urban Outfitters
This might be the #1 item on my wish list. I want it I want it I want it.

Romance Found Dress
$36 from S + A (size M)
It may be too cold to wear it for Christmas but I still love it.

Paige Tall Riding Boots
$348 from Frye (in tan, size 6)
I originally wanted grey but now I want tan. Hope you didn't already buy em.

Only You Necklace
$19.99 from S + A
Yup, it's sold out. Wah wahhhh Debbie Downer.

Album Frames
$2 for 20 from Urban Outfitters
I really want these in white. And I need 12 or 4. Depending on how I'm hanging them.

Tano Bag 
$180ish from Private Gallery
See Sarah at Private Gallery in Oxford and hook me up with one (or both) of these Tano bags.

Double Trouble Cardigan
$32 from S + A (size M)
The size Small is already sold out and I can only guess the Medium will be next. Get on it.

Cape Cod (Brewster Flats)
$49.95 from Dicks Cottons
They must have been on sale last time I looked because now they're $59. I still want em.

Chinoiserie Pillow
$68 from Dwell Studio
If I had this pillow to match my bedding...I might actually start making my bed.

Acid Etched Letter "F"
$10 from Urban Outfitters
I need this in case I choose to do 4 albums and other items on the wall as opposed to 12 albums.

Everybody Loves Our Town 
$16.50 from your local bookstore
I need to read this book. And I need you to support your local book store.

Frilled Ankle Boot
$99.90 from Zara (size 6)
So I want these in black and tan because I can't decide between the two.


Annnnd that is where my list stops. I seriously cannot find anything else that I want.
Now, I need everyone else to make a detailed list (complete with prices and links) so I can figure out what I'll be buying this year. 

What's on your Christmas list?

Friday, November 11, 2011

Sisters.

I have always said, when I have kids, I don't want 2 girls. Girls are bitches. And when there's two of them...whoa. Get ready for fights. Fights over clothes, fights over make up, fights over boys...especially fights over boys.

But then I think about my best friend. She has a sister. (The sister is me.) 


Even though we are polar opposites in many areas (like clothing style, make up application --so I wear a lot of blush...who cares?-- and taste in men) we are similar. We're similar in the fact that we're each other's best friends.

We can practically read each other's minds. We say the same things aloud at the same time so often it gets scary.

My sister is always my best friend, even though we still fight occasionally (every day). And she ignores me often (which causes most of those fights).

  
I couldn't have asked for a better sister...for a better friend.

Now, you know I don't get all mushy without reason. I'm not just having some epiphany where I realized that I love my sister and all that jazz. Today's her birthday. And I forgot to get her a card. So this is it. Happy birthday sister.


Thanks for always being my best friend.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Dear Future Faye

My precious friend Rachel wrote a post a few weeks ago in which she included a letter to herself to be read in 10 or so years. Because I can't think of anything else to post today (and I thought it was a fabulous idea) I will be doing the same.


Dear Future Faye,

33 years old. Hopefully you feel 33 years young. (Or at least look it.)

At 23, you've just about figured out who you are. You're funny but not everyone gets your humor. You're blunt and honest and not everyone likes that. You are strong willed about your beliefs and not everyone agrees with you. And that's just how you like it. Don't let that change.

I hope you've finally figured out how to tease your hair cause this cowlick is sure getting the best of me(us?) these days.

I imagine you have found a job that you are passionate about (and not one that just pays the bills). Outside of work, you better still be writing...but hopefully about topics other than drunken injuries and concerts. (Actually, those are both okay as long as you're still funny.) I hope you've stopped using parentheses so much though (because at 23, you really wear them out).

I hope you've traveled. I hope you've seen breathtaking places and eaten lots of foreign food. But don't forget all the places you want to go in the States, too. Namely, Seattle. If you haven't been to Kurt Cobain's hometown by now...you're dead to me. 

I have a feeling you're living a whirlwind (but not too cheesy) romance with your perfect guy. (I think he may be short, fat, and bald since you obsess over tall, skinny, long haired guys. Sorry.) As a bonus, though, he's a football fan, he likes to read, loves music, loves Jesus, and he can differentiate between your and you're. 

Maybe you two have some kids, maybe you don't. If you do, I hope you are teaching them new things every day (like how to differentiate between your and you're) and giving them lots of creative freedom and spankings when they deserve them. If you have girls, I know you aren't dressing them in pink. I'm glad you're still like that.

I hope your faith in God is stronger than ever. Especially since you have a Godly man to lead you. I hope you pray together and are an inspiration to your children, friends, and community.

I hope your children love their grandparents and get to see/speak to them often. I hope they've heard stories about your dad and all the other loved ones they'll not get to meet (on Earth). I know their Aunt Morgan is spoiling them...and I hope they have lots of cousins to play with.

Don't forget to delete Faye'sbook by the time they're old enough to get online. Or at least the "Cinco de Tequila" post. And make sure "Aunt" Rachel and "Uncle" Brad know to keep their big mouths shut about everything you said/did/drank/wore between the ages of 18 and...probably even now.

No matter what has happened in these 10 years, I know you still love Ole Miss football. You're not a fair weather fan. I hope you tailgate with Rachel's family at least once a year. (Maybe more than once if you live close...but I'm really hoping you've moved out of Mississippi.) You want your kids to go to Ole Miss so you might as well get them hooked early.

I'm sure Nirvana is still your favorite band but I hope you've continued to broaden your tastes and have found many more bands to love. Same with authors. Never stop reading.

Don't ever wear mom jeans. We all know your ass is way too big for that. I'm guessing (hoping) Kim Kardashian isn't famous anymore so big asses probably aren't even in style. Get up and go work out.

I hope you're happy and everything that was missing when you were 23 has been fulfilled. Don't forget to love yourself (but not too much). And always, always be yourself. Cause you're awesome.

Love,

Present(Past?) Faye

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Want it Wednesday: Christmas Countdown Vol. 5

There are now only 46 days until Christmas!

And I have nothing to add to my list.





Except maybe that.

(I really just wanted an excuse to listen to Britney.)

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Best Day of my Life


Last Tuesday was the best day of my young life. It will probably be the best day of my entire life (granted my future wedding is only so-so and my kids' births are mediocre).

I've told you before that I started listening to music at an early age. So, of course, my first celebrity crushes (and favorite bands) came from the 90s Grunge era. You all know that Kurt Cobain was my soul mate. But did you know I have a backup soul mate? 
(Yes, those exist.) It's Chris Cornell.




(I also had a crush on this guy. Don't laugh.)


And Chris only gets better with age.


Seeing Chris Cornell was the best concert I have attended...and I was lucky to do so.


After a miserable opening act (seriously, I think my ears were bleeding) Chris came out on stage. From my second row seat, I did what every normal person would do. I walked to the stage to shake his hand. Yes, Chris Cornell touched me. Mine was the last hand he shook before the show began. So you know what that means. Basically, I touched all of his guitars, his microphone, his hair... Yes, that's how it works. Once, after a show, I shook hands with the Meat Puppets. They played with Nirvana. So, pretty much, that means Kurt and I were lovers. Just go with it.




Back to being lucky. Chris was suffering form laryngitis after a cold Soundgarden show in New Orleans. An hour before coming on stage, he got a shot in the arm. Either that shot had magic juice in it or laryngitis does him good because he sounded awesome. And he sang for two hours. And then he was forced to cancel his Nashville show for the following night. I'm glad we got the best of him.


His "set list" (he doesn't use a set list) was amazing. Soundgarden, Temple of the Dog, Audioslave, and solo stuff. Plus, he was quite the entertainer telling stories between songs. Though cameras were banned, I snapped a few pictures with my phone and Jane-Claire recorded audio on hers. We're rebels. We know how to cheat the system.




Other than the songs he's famous for, he performed a few covers. Led Zeppelin, Tom Waits, and more. Including this one. It was my favorite.




Really, he sang for two hours. I could have listened to him all night long.


It was the best night of my life.

Chris Cornell's Songbook album will be released in 3 parts...I'll definitely be owning it. Won't you?






This post is dedicated to 2 very special people (other than Chris himself).


Jane-Claire
JC attended the concert with me because she "kinda liked Audioslave and had heard Black Hole Sun". She left a Chris Cornell super fan. (Right?)


Amanda
Amanda, my favorite cousin/person/mom(otherthanmyown), has the only Chris Cornell crush that could rival my own. I almost bought that little (he's bigger now) boy a baby tee that said "Black Hole Son" but I didn't want the really cute merch guy to think that I had a baby.

Monday, November 7, 2011

This is why I'm not a fashion blogger.

I follow lots of blogs. Some of my favorites post about fashion. I don't love fashion but I love them. (Like matters of merrymaking, life is BANANAS, Across the Pond, Crowley Party, and more.)

But I could never do it. And this is why. Well, other than the fact that I have no fashion sense, I'm just too lazy and awkward.

All last week, I took OOTD pictures. (OOTD = Outfit of the Day. It took about a month of reading fashion blogs before I figured that one out.)


Monday


boots:target, jeans:forever21, shirt:ex boyfriend's (is that weird?), cardigan:Old Navy, night sky:too lazy to get up early to take the pictures, poor quality/crazy eyes:iPhone, rings:gifts, watch:Michael Kors (gift from same ex boyfriend), pearl earrings:fake -- I wear this same jewelry almost every day



I didn't realize until after I picked it up...that pumpkin was rotting.
 

Tuesday


dress:roommate's, jacket:found in my closet, earrings:roommates, rings and watch:same, not pictured:black tights and black, slouchy, flat boots. JC is also wearing clothes from places. [We were headed to the Chris Cornell concert.]


Wednesday


I always wear concert tshirts the next day. Always. Just ask my friends who were embarrassed to be seen with me both days after I went to the Britney Spears Circus tour in 2009. Also pictured:Anthropologie cardigan, Not pictured:jeans. Because, by this time (bedtime), they had been removed.


Thursday

 
dress:bought it 3 years ago from somewhere, cardigan:roommate's, tights:WalMart, shoes:Carlos Santana from 2 years ago, earrings:Urban Outfitters, other jewelry:random.

 
I wore black slouchy boots to work. The heels were for the night out.


Friday


jeans:forever21, boots:target, shirt:Ben Rector concert, cardigan:no idea, jewelry:everyday stuff. 

 
Like I said -- I always wear concert tees the next day. I really wanted to try to look fashion bloggery but I ended up just looking awkward.


Really awkward.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Want it Wednesday: Christmas Countdown Vol. 4

Last night, I attended the best concert of.my.life. 

But you're gonna have to wait to hear about it because it's Wednesday and I'm OCD. So here's the 4th Volume of my ever-growing Christmas list. 



Acid Etched Letter "F"
$10 from Urban Outfitters


Everybody Loves Our Town
$16.50 from your local bookstore
  

Frilled Ankle Boot
$96ish USD from Zara (size 6, both colors)
  

Still don't know what to get me? Don't forget Volumes One, Two, and Three


Only 53 days until Christmas! 
 

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

I could die happy. But please don't try to kill me.

After tonight, I can officially say that I could "die happy".

I will be seeing Chris Cornell in concert. If you don't know who Chris Cornell is (shame on you) he fronts Soundgarden (they sing my all-time favorite song), was a part of Temple of the Dog (with Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam), was the lead singer of Audioslave, and he even had some songs with Timbaland for you mainstreamers. Of my top 3 favorite singers, he's the only one who's still alive (RIP Kurt and Layne).

Plus, he's a total hottie.


Oh, and I'll be in the second row. Can definitely die happy.





But really, please don't take that as an open invitation to murder me. I still have Ben Rector and A.A. Bondy to see in concert this month.

Oh, and my friends and family might miss me.