Wednesday, August 29, 2012

The Waiting Game

Shirt-Forever 21
Goldfish Ring-Icing
Turquoise Ring-Claire's

Lovely readers. Do you ever have those days when you realize you're incredibly impatient? I have those almost every day.. I'm not very patient, which can turn out badly for me sometimes. I hate that I have to wait for Dane to come home before I can see him again, I hate waiting for things to start, or to find out when things are happening. But most of all, I hate waiting for news. My friend, the boy with the knowledge, got in a car accident last night. I was a slight mess when I found out, but he texted me to say simply "I'll call you later" so naturally, I panic. I'm not good at waiting for news.

But, suffice to say, he's fine. 

And I got over my panicky moment. But I still hate waiting...

Anyway, how was your hump day??

Love, Sarai

Tuesday, August 28, 2012


I had myself a nice little sit by the duck pond today. I just had things to think about, and it was really nice to have a place to just relax and not think about everything else in the world. It was, in a word, "tranquil". 

Everyone should find a place like this, because chances are you have a lot on your mind.

Love, Sarai


Monday, August 27, 2012

Well Traveled

Details: Blouse-Forever 21
Necklace: Icing
Shoes-Forever Young

It's the first day of school, and I loved every second of it. I forgot how great school was, and I forgot how much fun campus is when people are actually all over the place. I love it when it's empty and solitary, but I also love when it's buzzing. Of course, the heat made me want to die... I'm just not a fan of heat. I'm diggin the random rainfalls that we've had, but I hate that they don't last very long. It makes me a real sad :(

Love, Sarai


Sunday, August 26, 2012

Time Keeper

Details: Earrings-Icing
Goldfish Ring-Icing
Turquoise Ring-Claire's

I know it's been approximately five years since I've posted anything even remotely related to fashion...

I'm back though! I'm going to make a goal to post frequently, as opposed to never... 

So life lately-wow. Things have changed so much for me. I don't want to spill beans about my life quite yet, just because it's a lot of new, and I don't want to completely throw out the old. But I'm in a new apartment, with a new roommate, and a new ward, and new shoes, and all sorts of newness. I'll take a picture sometime soon, and you can bask in the ghetto. It's quite fun though. I've gotten to see a lot of old friends lately, and it's been heaven to me. like my english friend Sam, and Diana, the roommate, and Brittni, the Georgia peach. But of course, there are new friends too. Such as Sydney, who isn't new exactly, but I don't think I've ever mentioned her on here. And there's my new little redhead friend in my ward, who I met today but already adore. And then there's Tanner. He's a darling. You'll hear a lot about him, I'm sure.

Love, Sarai

Friday, August 24, 2012


I come from:

tea cups
landlocked boats
rainy days
rain boots
long dark hair
the purple house on the corner
family reunions
playing dress up
maps of the world
edgar allen poe
movie nights in the living room
two best friends from childhood
blackberry bushes
temple marriage
audrey hepburn marathons
dips in the columbia river
picnics with mom
shopping trips with dad
sewing barbie clothes
tears for days
reading aloud
words words words
leftover lasagna and frozen waffles
milk mustaches
real mustaches

I come from love


Sunday, August 19, 2012

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Letters to a younger me

To my 12-year-old self

Just embrace you. Don't worry so much about how you look. Eventually you'll have a pretty nice bod' and some nice abs that don't take much work at all. Getting past puberty does wonders.

Cherish the friends that matter and forget about those kids that make you feel like crap.

To my 15-year-old self

Don't let him get to you too much. You need to learn from this but listen to your own feelings and don't just keep sticking around, hurting yourself just because letting go is hard. He will never be yours and you don't want him to be anyways.

To my 16-year-old self

Don't get mad at Laurie too much. Everyone has their own struggles. 

And dating? Who cares anymore.

To my 17-year-old self

You're doing awesome but be more sure of yourself. You have some mad piano skills and you can play beautifully.

Please put some sunscreen on. Second degree burns on your face aren't fun.

You are strong and can handle change better than you think. Plus this new house is pretty awesome.

To my 18-year-old self

Enjoy those last few months of childhood. Reality hits soon and it isn't as fun as you would think. Help your friends heal. Death is hard, especially so young. 

You go on an amazing adventure to Chile, that changes you in a way you never imagined and helps you see the world in a different light. Just remember who you are. 

Simply let go. It's okay to put yourself out there. Don't build up walls because of past experiences. 

Please, please, please, please keep practicing the piano. You love it. You are a musician. There's no getting away from it.

Learn to listen. There's always a plan for you even if you don't know what it is yet.

To my 19-year-old self

Be fearless, please. You really want this to work out but it's going to take some bravery on your part. And remember "nothing good ever gets away". If it's suppose to be, it will be.

Keep running, it's kind of cool.

Remember how much you love Celeste and wouldn't know what to do without her or Sarai. They are your people.

You can do amazing things! Have faith and press on.



Letter to an Artist

Just a precursor: These ladies matter a lot. Never forget how much you love them, because through all the craziness, be it good or bad, they've got your back

To my fifteen year old self:

I know you think he is the greatest guy in the entire world. But the truth is, once she dumps him, you'll be over him too. So maybe don't waste your time. It'll only give you a reputation.

Also, think about your future a bit more. That's what is really important, promise.

And be nicer to Celeste. I don't remember why you weren't always super-nice, but I promise it'll eat you up inside

To my sixteen year old self:

Appreciate how easy things are for you right now. It won't always be this way

Also, boys will think you're hot someday. Just wait until college...

Oh, and that little flier on the wall that says "Auditions for Romeo and Juliet"? Don't be scared. Just do it. I think you'll be happy with the results...

To my Seventeen year old self:

You're so close to being done with this silly little place called high school. I know it's been tough, but contrary to popular belief, you're not the only one going through it. You're a good person, and the girls who try to convince you otherwise, they haven't a clue. Not a single clue. Also, don't be so anxious, you're going to get into BYU. And also don't be upset about going for the summer. It will literally be the most fun summer you're ever had.

To my eighteen year old self:

Oh sweetheart. You're going to fall in love. As much as I'd like to warn you not to do that, as much as I'd like to tell you not to, you need it. It changes you, and maybe that's not a good thing. But eventually, you'll figure everything out. He'll make you happy, so hold onto that happiness. Because really, you're going to have a hard time in the next year.

To my nineteen year old self:

We're the same age chickadee! But, I'm writing this to the newly nineteen year old me. So I still have a few months on you little girl.

Anyway, I know that you feel like giving in to people is the way to go. But it's not. You're only making yourself sad. And that's not okay. You think it's all your fault, but it's really not. It's tearing you up inside to not say anything, but that's your nature, so don't be too upset. I will say this though--don't sell yourself short. It's not important to say no when it's unnecessary, or to speak up when you're upset if it'll blow over. But the important stuff? Say something! Say anything. If it means losing people, so be it. At least you'll be at peace. This year, you'll meet a boy who teaches you something about yourself. You let people have their way, and you never say a word about it. He'll teach you to stand up for yourself. And it won't be easy, but maybe start with him. Stand up to him. And then maybe stand up to Dad. Don't worry, he doesn't do anything mean, but he forgets that you're human sometimes

PS: I know you're wondering, will this mystery boy who teaches you something, will he stay? Or will he leave. I can't tell you that though. Not because I don't want to, although that's actually quite accurate. I won't tell you because I don't know. He might leave, after he's taught you all these things. But he might stay. And if he leaves, you'll learn that life happens, I suppose, and that you can't make people love you more than they do. And if he stays? Well you've got a roller coaster ahead of you with this one.

Love, Rai


"To fall for someone is to willingly become an open target"

You write that. It doesn't belong to anything, it's detached. But it's pretty profound, don't you think?

Thursday, August 2, 2012