Foxy

Details:

Cardigan-Thrifted

Tee-Victoria's Secret

Leather Leggings-Bohme

Boots-gifted

Necklace-birthday present!

These pants were called sexy today. I may have accomplished the impossible folks. I'm the least sexy person alive. I smile constantly (except in blog pictures, interestingly), I laugh too much, and I make odd faces when it's quiet for too long. That is a recipe for unsexiness...

A friend even told me that, actually. But he really fixed that up nicely when he told me today that these pants are sexy. Yes please! I felt like a foxy latina lady...

I can't wait to finish the sweatshirt I'm working on for class. I'm not a sweatshirt girl, but I feel amazing whenever I learn to make something new. Holla for fleece!

Also, I read the most lovely poem today:

"She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!"

Lord Byron

Love, Sarai

PS:

This song gets me every time

Nerves

I bore my testimony for the second time, ever, in sacrament meeting today. I'm a mess of nerves when I do things such as that. It's not because I'm necessarily scared of the people around me, or scared of their reactions to what I'm saying. More like, I'm terrified of revealing such scary and vulnerable things about my life to other people. There's nothing scarier than baring ones soul to the rest of the world. But it made me feel fantastic. Plus this means that Diana will sing in church with me. Which is just a great and wonderful little development. She's by far one of the greatest people I know. And she's getting me through the rough patches, just like a soul sister should. 

Unfortunately, I miss Nancy a great lot right now. We talked today about how sad we are that we never get to see one another. It's awful, and we just want to be able to hang out every single day, or at least have time for a daily phone call or something. Except, life is ridiculously busy. So that just never happens. I wish it did though.

Why am I being such a whiney child right now? I don't understand... My life is perfectly wonderful! I have a bunny that loves me, and people who feel as strongly about me as my bunny does...

Also, I made a pumpkin pie today, and I don't know if it's even that good, because I never eat pumpkin. Everyone else in the world thoroughly enjoys it. But I, do not.

Love, Sarai

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