Too Long.

Oh my, oh my.  I'm slacking again.

So terribly sorry for the delay in my latest posts... but high school is WHOOPING on me.  I've had maybe 40 seconds of spare time in the last couple weeks.... and you can't do a whole lot with 40 seconds.  So before I end up rambling about my life in general... here's what you've all been waiting for.


Back to school, and what I wore.


Day 1: (too bad I don't have pictures, right? not for long. I'll get on that.)


Okay nevermind I really don't want to do that without the pictures.  So I'll just give you all a bit of my wisdom.

Don't wear colored jeans with a chambray top to school.


That was on my list, it really was.  Because it's cute.  Dang cute in fact.  But only EVER GIRL AT LONE PEAK HIGH SCHOOL has worn that outfit at least once in the past three weeks.  Except for me.  Because I'm really not a fan of wearing what everybody else wears.


So that outfit is now off my list.


And let me clarify something, yes some girls have the "rare" colors of jeans, like cranberry or bright yellow or even green, but that doesn't make it any better.  Save those jeans for an outfit that people will actually remember, and not just because you were one of 37 people wearing it that day.  I'd put on a graphic tee and a really cool jacket or something.  Layers are always good. Especially going into fall...



That's all for today.  I'll be back with a REAL LIVE blog post with PICTURES and everything real soon.


Love,
Reagan

PS: Did I mention I'm going to homecoming?? :) I'll fill everybody in on that and what I'm wearing soon too...

IOD.

That would be Instagram Obsessive Disorder.  And hey, I suppose I've got that!  It's the truth.  So please... if you're one of the lucky ones with an iSomething.... follow @reagstennis this very moment.  I'm a good photographer.  For an amateur.  As a matter of fact photography could be called my passion,  in a way.  Here a few of my favorite's I've done.  You'll notice some of the pictures look familiar... probably because some of them have already been posted on Sweet Nothings... Also keep in mind that I AM the photography for all of these pics... unless I'm like the subject of them or something and it's not a self-portrait I've done... but the majority of them by far are done by moi, and moi alone.

So go. Follow @reagstennis.  And... it would be much appreciated if you would let me know what you think of my photos... Critique and comments alike:)

Ever So Sorry!

First things first.

I am so very sorry for not posting for literally nearly a month.   I officially win the worst-blogger-of-the-month award.  Hands down.

Next...  A new outfit!! Summer means bright colors, bold prints, and gauzy little dresses.  So why not all three at once?  (side note: I successfully curled my hair with a wand for the first time for these pics... pretty dang proud.)

On to my insanely busy life.  Did I tell you about Mexico? Maybe so.  Doesn't matter.  Here are just a few of the pictures I promised... hang tight and hopefully I'll get around to a full update(:

That's me.  Nearly drowning.  (I'm the one struggling under the green floatie)

Legit mariachi band.  Let's just say this was a big moment.

What's next?? Oh!  Only one of the best weeks of my life.  BYU tennis camp.  5 days of nonstop tennis and some of my best friends on the planet.  These kids only make every single day of my life. :)  Also... I think I just might have a future in sports photography (ahem. action shots.)

My roommate, Madeline.  She's basically one of my very best friends.  And if I have to be up at 2 in the morning with someone, Mags isn't a bad choice.

The girls... (and jake in the background)

Emily.

This is Brig.  He's a stud.  He's also 11.

Sarah.

Zack.

Well that was forever long but we needed a catch up... Keep checking Sweet Nothings!! 

Love you all...

Reags.

Some Thoughts

So... no fashion today.  Not in the mood.  But I will tell you what I'm wearing.  An orange t-shirt from BP at Nordstrom, olive skinny cargos from A&F, silver sandals, and a stack of skinny bracelets from who-knows-where.

There.  Got that checked off the list.


So here are my thoughts that I'm really feeling the need to get out here.

Sometimes things get to the point when I just feel like, why on earth don't these people like me? Well, they like me.  But not enough to think about what they say in front of me.   To invite me to things.  To make sure I feel a part of something.  And finally I learned something.


who cares.




No really.  Who cares?  And as soon as I heard that little voice inside my head tell me that, everything changed.  It's the truth!! And suddenly I found friends everywhere I turned!! The kids that I'm around now... make me happy.  And no it's not like I was the girl with no one to sit with at lunch.  Who sat alone at home everyday of the week.  I had fun and friends and all that other good stuff, but here's the deal.  I was trying too hard.


So now I'm happy.  Happier.  And it feels so good.


It's never fun to be friends with people who you have to try around.


Love, Reagan

Two Things.

ONE.

 Separation Anxiety.  Let's just say that I have a teensy issue with misplacing my phone.  It's not losing the phone.  Just a misplacement. A casual I-know-it's-in-this-general-area-but-who-knows-where-it-actually-is.  And sometimes.  I set it down on my desk. And when I do that... I usually end up leaving it on that desk which means I don't have it at school.  And that, my friends, is where the separation anxiety comes in.  Now don't get me wrong, I'm not one of those girls who are constantly texting, updating, tweeting, and pinning (though I am a Pinterest-addict) during class.  I don't live to text. But if I don't feel my phone in my pocket... I lose it.  Probably because if I break/lose/damage this one I'm out of luck.
 And luck is most definitely something that I don't want to be out of.

So that's why I get separation anxiety.  When I'm separated.... from my phone.

TWO.Dos. Deux.

All of the above.

So you're probably wondering when this post is going to tie into fashion.  Just a heads up.... it probably won't.  I'm not exactly in the mood today (I have on a t-shirt from a bike shop in Texas, and jeans.  Not exactly a blogging-worthy ensemble.)

But I am going to say one more thing... No matter how attractive Peeta Mellark is, or how dang cool the special affects get, new movies have nothing on the oldies.  So that's what I'm here to talk about. A classic.  I'll give you one guess.  Go.

Yep.  Singin' In the Rain.  Probably one of my all-time favorites.  Did you know that Debbie Reynold's first kiss was with Gene Kelly for this movie? (I know I'm a nerd.  But we've already had that conversation in the last post.)  How adorable is that?? So last night my bud Ella and I  watched that.... and then promptly ran out back where we preceded to sing. and dance. in the rain.  We were feeling it.  How could you not after watching multiple hours of people singing in the rain in darling old fashioned clothes?  But we did get very wet.

Love,

the girl with the wet head.

Reagan.