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Guess who’s back, back again

So, this is embarrassing…I knew I hadn’t posted in a while, but I didn’t realize the last time was before Halloween! I really thought I’d have more time on my hands in Nashville, but between moving/unpacking, job hunting/interviewing, teaching an online course, and not yet having internet in my house, I have actually been quite busy.  Estimating how long it’s going to take me to do things/how many hours are in a day is not one of my strengths.

But, most of my boxes are now unpacked and I have no money to go shopping for more things to put away, so I should have more time going forward to get into a regular routine of writing.

To update you on my life:

  • I found a place to live. It’s seriously the cutest. Here’s my closet: wpid-img_20151118_090522.jpg(Well, the shoes part of my closet.  Because duh.)

And my Christmas tree:

wpid-wp-1448740528088.jpgAlso, I have a guest bedroom, so please come visit me!

  • No job yet, but I’ve had some good leads, so I’m hopeful that will happen soon. In the meantime, thanks Mom and Dad for keeping me alive. And thanks unemployment for keeping me skinny.
  • I’ve gone on a couple dates in Nashville so far, and I have some…observations.  More on that in a future post.

I don’t know yet where I’m going to set up my camera for future outfit posts. Also, I’m really only getting dressed every day to go to a coffee shop, so my looks haven’t been super exciting so far (although the girl at Starbucks today did tell me I looked very put together.  Also, don’t judge that I’m going to Starbucks in the land of a million coffee shops.  It’s right by my house and the nicest Starbucks I’ve ever been to outside of Mumbai, India.).  All that to say, I’ll probably be posting some Georgia looks for the next couple of weeks until I get that part of my life more settled.

For now, here is my much-teased but now irrelevant Halloween costume.  My best friend Delenna and I were a construction worker and a stud finder for Halloween this year.  GET IT, GUYS??

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Please note my interpretation of “steel-toed boots” below, as well.
wpid-1031152043a.jpgThanks for sticking with me, even as I’ve been MIA, everyone. I’ve missed our chats!  Hope you all had a great Thanksgiving, and let’s talk soon! xoxo, Sarah Beth

Country Music Festival: the Reveal

Well, everyone, I took all of your advice about what to wear to the country music festival last weekend into consideration…and I think I still failed miserably.  Not that what I wore wasn’t cute.  I just didn’t have on crochet shorts (because I bought a pair 3 years ago, so I’m tired of them now), or a kimono – so I wasn’t wearing what the other 20,000 or so girls were.  Which could be good or bad, I suppose, depending on how you look at it.

Following an excellent suggestion from Jeana, and realizing that I didn’t really have any cute rompers despite my great love for them, I immediately went out and bought this lovely black and white number from Target.  Paired with my hat, I felt very pretty…and more appropriate for a country club than a country concert.  Also, I lost the shoes about an hour in and walked barefoot the rest of the day, which kinda put a damper on my look, but saved my feet.  I always forget which shoes are actually comfortable – and which are definitely not.
1 - jump suit and floppy hatThis second look is a little more on-track.  Every girl who wasn’t wearing crochet shorts was wearing American flag shorts.  So, I fit in a little better on the second day of the festival.  I didn’t love this outfit only because it’s a little more basic, which isn’t as fun for me personally.  But, when it poured, I was grateful to be wearing something that would not get ruined by a little rain.  (Side note, I did not wear my hat, because I ended up wearing my hair up, but I was very torn about that decision, so I thought I would give it a little air time here).  1 - Americana shorts, baseball capAs you likely surmised, I took these pictures after the fact; I’ll show you the action shots in just a moment. But, one last thought – as you know, I completely over-thought this whole picking out outfits thing.  However, it was SUPER hot, we did sit on grass, and it did rain.  So, really, all of my concerns happened, and I was glad not to have long sleeves, a short skirt, and soggy boots.  Or a terrible sunburn.

Here is the day 1 look (or, as I like to call it, the one where I look like Casper):

wpid-20150516802014739.jpgAnd no full outfit shot for day 2, but here’s real life:

wpid-0517151614.jpgSo, how did I do?  I feel like there is still room to grow for next year, but at least now I know what to expect.  Let me know what you think I should keep or change for next time!

Wednesday’s Woman: Hagar

I had planned to talk about Sarah this week.   She’s the mother of Israel and probably has more scripture dedicated to her than any other woman in the Bible who wasn’t the mother of Jesus.  Also, she and I have the same name, and apparently, she was smoking hot (see Genesis 12 and 20).

For these reasons, I really want to like Sarah. I just have trouble finding much that is redeeming in her story.  I tried this time to read it with open eyes and ears, but still nothing.  God’s going to have to show me something else about her at a later date if He wants me to talk about that woman. Today is not that day.

What reading Sarah’s story did accomplish, though, was pointing me to another woman of the Bible: Hagar.  I’ve always felt so sorry for Hagar.  To catch you up, Hagar was Sarah’s servant.  When Sarah realized she was barren, she sent Hagar in to sleep with Abraham (Sarah’s husband), so that the family line would be preserved.  (This, by the way, is sex trafficking.  Just thought I’d point that out.)

Predictably, when Hagar becomes pregnant, Sarah gets jealous and mistreats her servant.  In her pain, Hagar runs to the desert where she experiences one of the sweetest interactions with the Lord in all of Scripture.  Here is a poor, knocked-up, abused servant girl, lying in the desert, unsure where to go, but thinking anything was better than where she had just been.  And the God of all creation – the one who had promised Abraham that he would be the father of nations – speaks to her in that lowest point.  He promises that He will bless her son, too, and that she should name him Ishmael, meaning God hears.  Then, every time she called her son, she would be reminded that God had heard her and was taking care of and loving her, even when life wasn’t.

Hagar is so moved by this encounter that she also makes up her own name for God, calling him: The One Who Sees Me.  It’s with this comforting knowledge of a God who sees and hears that she then goes back to Sarah as a humbled woman who knows that her God is with her, no matter what else may come her way.

Fast forward 14 years, and Sarah finally has a son, Isaac – the son of God’s promise.  Again, Sarah does not like the threat posed by Hagar and Ishmael, so she sends them away.  In a rather dramatic but obviously desperate moment, Hagar leaves Ishmael alone, walking away from him so that she won’t have to see him die.  She has already forgotten the reason she gave her son his name – God hears.  She’s already forgotten the name she gave to the Lord – the One who sees me.

But, God is merciful in our forgetfulness.  He speaks to Hagar again, reminding her that He still hears, and He has not forgotten His promises to make Ishmael into a great nation.  He remains faithful, even if the circumstances have changed.

How many times have I done the same?  God shows me His faithfulness in such profound ways, and a few years/months/days/hours later, I’m doubting again, convinced that He’s forgotten about me, He no longer sees or hears, and that surely I will (metaphorically) die in the wilderness.  God’s promises might have been true once, but are they still true now, I wonder.

Hagar’s story proves that they are.  God is not a man that He should lie (Number 23:19), and all His promises are yes and amen (2 Corinthians 2:10).  So, why do we forget and doubt?  Who knows.  Maybe it’s just human nature.  Maybe it’s old age.  Regardless, I’m glad that my forgetfulness is not a disqualifier for God’s faithfulness, but that He is patient and kind, even when I question and doubt.

What are some of the promises God has given you that you’re questioning in the “wilderness” of unfulfillment now?  As you reflect on those, take another moment to think about the past times when God has seen and heard you and spoken right to your heart.  He does not change, so if He was there for you before, He will be again.  Cling to that, no matter how desperate the situation seems, and be encouraged by all that God has done in the past, as you seek Him for the future.

Hagar

 

Hat Trick

I really love hats.  I always have, I think, but it wasn’t until the past few years that I developed enough courage to wear them (and to all of you who think you can’t wear hats, I firmly believe that’s all you need: courage.)

So, whether it’s a beret, a baseball cap, a Colts Santa hat, a cloche hat (think 1920s – the round ones), or something that would make Pharrell and/or Smoky the Bear proud, I’m all about it.

The unfortunate thing, though, is that I cannot for the life of me get a good picture of myself wearing a hat!  I’ve tried several times before, but I’ve never blogged those outfits because the pictures looked ridiculous. It’s the weirdest thing – I look fine in the mirror (and, according to people who see me, so it’s not just in my head), but on camera, I look straight out of the tacky store.

1-navyrangerhatThis is honestly the best I could do.  You should know that I wear this hat backwards, because worn correctly, it looks straight up Canadian Mountie.  But, in real life, it did not sit this far back on my head, nor look quite as witch-esque as it appears here.  No explanation.

I even tried to take a mirror selfie, thinking maybe I could capture in the photograph of the mirror what I actually was seeing in the mirror. But, taking a selfie with a real camera is no easy task.  Here’s my best effort. Take it or leave it.

My personal preferences aside, hats really are in right now.  When I was in the hipster part of Nashville last week, I counted at least 4 or 5 women out of maybe 50 in a bar wearing them.  So, are you going to jump on the trend?  What kind of hats are your favorite?

On the Last Day of Christmas

Last week I promised that I’d get all of the holiday outfits out of my system about the time we all took our decorations down.  Since my tree is still going strong (partly because taking down Christmas decorations is super depressing, mostly because I’m just lazy), I did not lie.  But this one will be it.  I’m pretty sure.

I went to a Christmas costume party a few weeks ago – I didn’t really know there was such a thing, but apparently there is.  I do love themed parties, but I love sequins and the Colts more.  So, with my Santa hat, I gave a nod to the theme, and wore whatever else I wanted.  Apparently it worked just fine, since Christmas Captain Jack Sparrow (the regular Jack with tinsel in his hair) proposed to me.

1- Colts santaSide note: I think I took this picture at the end of the night, because I’m sure my curls looked better than this when I left the house.

And that about wraps up the holidays for me.  But don’t worry.  You’ll still see more of my tree because it could be a while before it comes down, and it’s too cold right now to take any pictures outside.

Happy 2015, everyone!

Around the World in 3 Days

Last week, I kinda went on an unintentional theme in my dressing.  I say unintentional because unlike sixth grade when I would plan out an entire week of different smiley-faced outfits (I’m still quite proud of myself for that), this theme just evolved.

It started on Monday, when I went in to work dressed as Robin Hood.  I work in a casual environment, but costumes are generally discouraged.  However, when you are late every day, sometimes you look in the mirror, say, “I look like a fairy tale character”, and decide to go with it anyway.  In this case, I started with the boots which are over-the-knee, but once I added the skirt, I realized they were too tall for the length of the skirt, so I folded them over.  And became a Merry Man.
1 - Robin HoodThe next day, I switched things up completely (sometimes I feel a little schizophrenic in my dressing, but that’s a topic for another day), and went with the very professional all black dress and pumps, adding a touch of color in my shoes and scarf.  My friend said I looked like I should be on Wall Street (which is why I left my glasses on for this picture – I thought it added to the pretense).  I laughed at the absurdity of dressing like Robin Hood one day and Wall Street the next, to which my friend said, “Well, Hollywood to New York…where will you go to next?”
1 - Wall StreetNever one to disappoint, I showed up on Wednesday ready for the streets of Paris. In theory, anyway.  When I think of Parisian fashion, I think slim-fitting, minimalist, and monochromatic, like Audrey Hepburn in Funny Face or almost every fashion designer, ever.  So, I tried my best, but other than the beret, I honestly don’t like very much about this outfit.  Maybe if my jeans weren’t so faded (who knew that my dark wash were no longer actually dark), I’d be a little happier.

Oh well.  C’est la vie.

1 - France, beretHow would you dress Hollywood, NYC, or Paris?  And more importantly, where would you go on a world-wide fashion tour?

Keep it under your hat

I’m a big hat fan.  I wish sometimes that I worked in a cool, “creative” job where I could wear hats to the office, because otherwise, they’re basically relegated to the weekends.  And I can’t wear one every Saturday, because then I become the “hat girl”, and I don’t really want to be known for that.

So, I wear them sparingly, but with great affection!  In building this outfit, I started with the fedora and added on until I landed at a casual almost-fall-but-not-ready-to-embrace-it look – which I love from the waist up.  

Unfortunately, I don’t love my shoe choice.  Don’t get me wrong – I think my fake Sperry’s are great (better than the real ones because the toe is shorter and more feminine).  But, with these jeans, I look a little weighted down.  I would have preferred heels, but I couldn’t mentally rally around them – I really did want to be comfortable.  Practicality won for maybe the first time ever. 

Also, I went shopping right after I took this picture and found bracelets that matched even better than the ones I’m wearing.  So now it just kinda bugs me that this outfit isn’t AS perfect as it could be.  Oh well!

Now, it’s the weekend – where comfort clothes, going-out clothes, and church clothes collide!  What’s your favorite weekend look? 

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