From my home in the district, to my university in small town Pa, these are my times, trials, and adventures.

Op Shops

1. Box Vintage - 73 Vulture St, West End

2. Blocksidge & Ferguson Arcade - 144 Adelaide Sreet, City

3. Lucia Good Gear - 205 Boundary St, West End

4. East Brisbane Community Centre Thift Store - 141 Boundary Rd, West End

“One day I decided that I was beautiful, and so I carried out my life as if I was a beautiful girl. I wear colors that I really like, I wear makeup that makes me feel pretty, and it really helps. It doesn’t have anything to do with how the world perceives you. What matters is what you see. Your body is your temple, it’s your home, and you must decorate it.”

—   Gabourey Sidibe (via calloway)

(Source: thatquote, via thesillysorostitute)

60 days, 8 weeks, 2 months

No matter what way you spin it, I have only been in Australia for two months. This thought not only seems unreal - but unimaginable. I have changed in so many ways (fingers crossed they are all for the better). I have made amazing friends and ended up finding a guy who changed my very, set in stone thinking about relationships and love.

Before coming to Australia I was lost and recovering from the biggest heartbreak my cards of life dealt me. After some much needed reflection time after every american college student returned to school, I was centered and ready for action. That alone time granted me the ability to take a long look at myself and who I had turned into - an image I had been running from for serious time.

While being lost, I was happily found by people who reminded me what happines really is. Not the ‘everything in my life is perfect’ type of happines, but the happiness that is genuine. People who come from all different walks of life yet find beauty in a shared fire to see the world differently; I can’t live in small town PA for much longer.

My love life, something I’ve grown to know as being nonexistent, was revitalized upon the meeting of a man I just can’t seem to get enough of. The best part? He feels the same. (Awkward; that is how relationships are supposed to work.) I can’t imagine life without him, or Australia. It’s funny how one small decision can change your life in such a huge way.

I’ve finally found my home, not my parents home, not my grandparents home, my home. A place I can’t live away from, a place where I want to grow and start a life; my journey has finally begun.

Well, not really.

The next 15 months will decide my fate. Keep your fingers crossed that I find a job, a house, and get accepted with a working-holiday visa. Everything happens for a reason and I’ve never been so committed to make something happen than I am right now.

I am truly blessed.