Someday I will be this good...

So here's something:

Tiauna and I were looking at our favorite wedding blog this weekend because of course we would. Maybe, just maybe, we both love wedding crap. And not just because we're hopeless romantics, which we are, but because some are just so beautiful and so classy you have to admire. It kind of becomes addicting. Pathetic, I know.

Well one thing led to another and we ended up looking at one of my favorite photographers featured on said blog. After a little searching we came upon a wedding shoot that was to die for. Well die of laughter. Maybe we thought this was hilarious and maybe we were crying we thought it was so hilarious. Maybe we saved their pictures and titled it "someday we will be this good". And maybe we are jerks. But nonetheless...

I hope you enjoy Alisha and Brandon as much as we did. Especially Brandon. This couple is too good.
This last one is the best. This just says pure deep deep love.

Someday my future husband and I will be this good...
Facial expressions and all.

Blogger's Block

So I have a blog problem. Or a lack thereof that is.

I don't know what it is, but I just can't seem to make it through a post. Trust me, I've tried.

So to tide over the masses ( all five of you ) here's a little audio snack while I await some blogging inspiration.


His voice is so dreamy on this track. I'm in love with Battle Studies. I'm in love with him. Can't help it.

Please bless something interesting happens to me soon...

Upgrade.

As you may have noticed, my blog's beauty is now new and improved. I love love love it. Maybe now that it's fun to look at, I'll actually start posting more. Just maybe.

Speaking of upgrades:

1. If I could upgrade my blog to another, I would upgrade to this one. Yesterday I became obsessed. (Note the button in the sidebar.) Seriously, her blog has moved me. No joke, I spent the entire afternoon reading it. I laughed, cried, pondered, and loved it. Please read. It will not be a waste of your time.

2. If I could upgrade my job (or lack there of), it would be to work here. It's everything I love in one place; style, creating, and cupcakes. Maybe one day I'll run a place like that on my own. Now that's a lovely dream.

( p.s. if you get the chance, have the rasberry lemonade. i thought i'd died and gone to pastry heaven!)

3. If I could upgrade myself, I would upgrade to her. Watch it. You'll understand.

Best Week Ever.

(Taken at the Beginning of the Amazing Awesome Adventure)

So in celebration of my birthday, my best friend Elo (some of you might know her as Tiauna, pictured above) and I had literally the best week ever. Seriously, it was da bomb. Some might even say, "da bomb dot com".

To kick it all off, she met up with me and Britt in SLC on my day of birth and came back to Provo with us. Upon arrival in P-town Britt and Kati helped throw a little shin-dig at the apartment in my honor...Shout out: Thanks to everyone who came, you're all to great for words! Some of the highlights: Pre-party visit from Mal and Kendall, Almost falling to my death off a chair but miraculously recovering, Best present: Kiddy Pool, Impromptu Chant Show featuring Twiggy-auna and Yours Truly (slightly pathetic, we know), Staying up till all hours of the night playing If I Gave You a Million Dollars/Would You Rather with Spence, Laughing so hard it hurt, and simply having the GREATEST crister in the world and best roommate ever for making my birthday so wonderful (pictured below)!

After the Provo festivites, me and Twigs headed down for south for our real adventure. Since I'm sure no one wants a play by play of what entailed in the Best Week Ever, I'll just give some more highlights: Eating out with wonderful family, Seeing the Lion King ("the costumes are AMAZING"), Seeing Brooker Smitch and the Hagees at the Lion King, Watching the Pirate Wench show and singing "Let's Go All the Way", Storytime with Hagee Children till all hours of the night, Shopping at H&M for hours, Surprise visit from the Hagees at H&M, Leather Jacket, MalTitol Chocolate, Tee holding the door open for an old lady, Spending time with Jess, Spending time with Mamasita and the Fam, Hot Tubbing, Eating out some more, Trish reading our minds, Laughing my guts out every 2 seconds, Elohip, Mixing up words, Peanut Butter, Excellent car-girltalk, Excellent late night girltalk, Sabrina and Wanda, Stomach aches that made me want to die, Fresh garden veggies, Textual Intercourse, Watching movies, Vegging, Laughing so hard I cry, Laughing again, and more Laughing.

That should some it all up. Tee, if I left anything out just let me know. Here is some documentation of said amazing trip:

Sorry this was a long one folks, but the week had to be done justice.

Just Because

I had nothing to do in between after work and evening activities, so I was looking through some pictures and found this one. I decided to blog about it for a few reasons:

1.It's the only picture that I have of all of us together (Christmas Time 08, note the blond hair)

2.We're about to eat some of our favorite food ever: Indian Food. Anytime I think about Indian food I literally start to salivate. Also it brings a lot of family memories to mind. I love how we all love it so much. I think the best Indian food we had was in Thailand when we picked up Dan. Best experience was the first time I remember eating it in Japan on our homeschool "field trip" or all the great times with Dad at Indian Oven when he would stop by for a quick visit and quick fatherly counsel.

3.We all look pretty decent, which if you knew about our Christmas Photoshoot you would realize how hard that is to capture in one take. Seriously, even Dad is smiling for real: rare.

4.Most important: I love my family a lot. I just spent the entire week with the family (but mostly my madre) in St. George. It was a fun time in the sun, but while down there I keep thinking how blessed I am to have such a hilarious, fun, loving, and righteous family. And this picture made me want to share that. Especially now that my Mom has joined the reading list.

I love this picture and I love us, the Allen Clan that is. The End.

XXI

Forever 21 is quite the interesting place, and by interesting I mean I hate it more than words. Though one thing is for sure, I love the crazies there. Like Alonzo, my gay pal that thinks we're the best of friends. So close in fact that he tells me about his love life and more (yucko). This is funny because secretly, I hate him most of the time. Though sometimes he can be hilarious, on accident. Oh! Also found out that he used to be a stripper... GROSS.

Anyhow I could go on and on about the crazies, but I want to tell you about my favorite thing that happened tonight. So this lady was shopping around for a while, and by shopping I mean scouring. Seriously, did not leave one hanger unturned. So finally after she seemed to be getting flustered I decided to go see if there was anything I could do for her. After I politely asked she exclaimed, "Yeah! Start making normal sizes!". As you can imagine I was completely perplexed. We only carry normal sizes S M L. Rarely do we carry XS and never XL. She must have noticed my confusion because she then replied with, "The only size you carry is extra-extra-large." I then choked back a laugh and proceeded to explain to her that XXI is just roman numerals for 21 which is part of our logo. I think she felt a little stupid because she then sputtered, "Well how was I suppose to know", turned around mad and red faced and walked out of the store. Then second she left I started laughing uncontrollably. To me, this was/is hilarious. Especially the fact that she left in such a tiffy.


P.S. in case you haven't seen our logo lately, here it is. Maybe it well help you understand were she was coming from. Slightly confusing.... if you're incompetent.

Not a Demon.

This blog post is dedicated to Chelsea and Burke, but mostly Burke.

To protect my true identity from creeps out there, I chose the profile name of Lucifer. In doing so, I didn't realize that really I was making myself seem like a satanic creeper.

Explanation: Lucifer is a nick name given to me by Britt (derivative from Lu, which is what my fam has called me since birth). So if you ever see that I am following/commenting on your blog, please note that it is me (Lindsay, Lu, Lucifer) and not the devil. Thanks to the advice from Noni, I decided to emphasize the Lu part to hinder further confusion. Sorry if I ever scared anyone. And by anyone, I mean Burke.

Funny...