Monday, August 31, 2015
Thursday, July 16, 2015
I can not believe it has been almost 10 years since my first Allgood music festival. I was just a teenager when I experienced the mayhem and magic that is the festival scene for the first time. It was in 2006 and it was one of the most third eye-opening experiences of my young life. There were many more festivals since then but Allgood has always had a special place in my heart; even when it was in Ohio. This year did not disappoint and thankfully I have learned many lessons along the way that resulted in an amazing camp site complete with a shower and hot coffee every morning. That's right folks, my camp crew loved me. I love building a village for the weekend. It was our refuge from the heat and madness just beyond the tapestry and provided a welcome rest to weary traveling peddlers that stop in for a visit.
|Berry Hill Farm - Summit Point, WV - July 9-11, 2015|
|My best friend and I like taking too many selfies|
|The love of my life had a blast at his first music festival|
|My bestie taking selfies with my phone during a bathroom trip. He rocked that unicorn hood all weekend.|
|How we looked vs. how we really looked haha|
|This amazing girl came by our camp and spent most of the day with us. I adored her! Olivia was a awesome addition to our crew and I really enjoyed having another girl around.|
|We had so much fun hooping together. It was hot as hell but that didn't stop us.|
|A happy girl and her avocado|
|Its been fun! Until next time Allgood!|
Monday, June 29, 2015
It was a conversation that would change the future. One of my dearest friends asked me if I would want to take a trip somewhere warm with her. I didn't miss a beat, absolutely I did! I didn't even care where, I trusted her fully. She messaged me the next day and told me where we were going. She found a place called Breathless resort and spa in the Dominican and this place looked divine. The beach was everything I wanted. To top it all off every room had a tub on the porch. Baths are amazing, and a bath on a porch with the sound of the waves and the wind through the palm trees was a dream come true. It was March and I was turning 26. To me it was do something now or regret it. Life is short and here I was a quarter century into my life and I had never had an adventure like this. I had never used my passport. It was time. We set off on our journey and after a few minor setbacks we arrived.
|She didn't want any photos taken but I snapped this one of her walking on the beach.|