Face Juggler

Sooooo, today I downloaded this app on my iphone called "Face Juggler".

It takes two people's faces and switches them. It's hilarious... and quite disturbing.

Thank goodness men are men and women are women.

I was laughing pretty hard with every single one of these pictures.

You'll see why:

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I rest my case.

Sorella

Maybe it's the fact that in just one month I will be living at home once again.

For only a short period of time, but still. I have an overwhelming amount of gratitude in my heart for the love that my family has and shares for one another.

It's funny how I can go months without seeing my sisters, but when we get together, it's so natural.

Okay, that probably sounds a little cheesy and obvious, I mean we're sisters for crying out loud.

But truly, there is something so special about that specific bond.

You go through life meeting new people, gaining and losing friends, and so on...

But I will never lose my relationships with my sisters. Or my love I have for each one of them.

I love them for all different reasons.

Whitney- The most humble, sweet, loving woman I know. She's strong. She's beautiful. She's elegant.

Aarean- Funny, thoughtful, creative, and so caring. Someone I could just sit and talk to for hours.

(Not funny in an obnoxious way, but her own way... she always just makes me smile)

Paige- Enormous heart, can ALWAYS make me laugh, and so much fun to be around. Talented.

Rachael- Easy to be around, accepting, a good person to vent to, honest, free, always makes me laugh just by being herself and things that come out of her mouth... Gosh I wish I could record them all.

No words can express how much I miss them when I'm not with them.

I get so excited to see each one of them. I look up to every one for different reasons.

I have been blessed to be the youngest of them all. To grow up with this loving support system has been

a blessing that I hold very close to my heart.

They really know how to push me the "wrong" way but I can't stay mad at them for more than an hour.

I need them all too much and love them all too much.

I hope they all remember how much I love them, constantly.

The Host

Oh, ya know... if you haven't heard. 

The intense, oh-so-glorious book, "The Host" 

written by Stephenie Meyer is now being made into a movie.

AHHHHHH!!!!

Coming out March 2013.

Gosh I'm excited. If you have yet to read this book, read it.

It's pretty freakin good. And intense. And captivating.

I'll think I'll reread it actually. Gonna refresh my mind. I just remember I couldn't put it down.

Self-Perception

(This picture doesn't really have anything to do with this post, I just thought it was an awesome picture)

Warning that this post may be a little bit all over the place.

I've been thinking a lot about our self-perception.

How does someone look at themselves when they look in the mirror, or what do they think others think of them? Do they think negatively or positively about themselves?

I'll admit, I have never and probably never will be the most confident person.

The pressure on women these days is ridiculous. They have to look, dress, act certain ways to be considered what the media thinks as beautiful.

Media's Beautiful: skinny but still having curve.

 Some girls want the big boobs/butt for that sexy hour-glass shape.

Others want to be somewhat "stick" like, just a flat body body where jeans always fit.

This isn't news to anyone, everybody knows this and almost everyone feels the pressure.

Some girls (and guys) have to work their butt off to be even remotely satisfied with the body they were given- gym, diet, gym, sleep, water, diet, blah blah blah.

Others (the lucky ones) naturally are given a good figure that is hard to "break".

I envy them. I admit it.

Coming from a family of 5 daughters, and me being the youngest, I think this has affected me even more.

All of my sisters were naturally blessed with gorgeous figures.

I'm not complaining about mine, but I just have to work a lot harder to receive results than them.

I often catch myself beating myself down in my mind, but then I realize that I'm not the only one.

Every person has insecurities, whether they want to admit it or not.

Why is self-perception so corrupted? Why is it so hard for people to think they are beautiful the way they are, and just accept themselves.

This doesn't mean be lazy and just let yourself go because you are the way you are, but there

is a point where people have to stop beating themselves up.

If you want to change yourself, do it. It isn't impossible. But it's important to love yourself as well.

The media really destroys minds. It's sickening. I know because it has destroyed a part of mine.

I think we were all made with specific details and reasons behind every one. Such as every freckle, every beauty mark, every eyelash, etc. It's just hard to accept sometimes.

There really was no purpose behind me writing this. I guess I am just trying to silence my own insecurities

"Remember the worth of souls is great in the sight of God."

 D&C 18:10

Mama Lovin'

Happy Mothers Day Mom.

You are the most incredible woman I have ever known.

I have never met someone so loving and kind.

If one day I become half as good of a mother as you have been to me,

I would be so happy.

Words can't express how grateful I am for you.

I can honestly say- you are my best friend no matter any situation.

Thank you for always letting me be your "little buddy". I am one lucky girl.

P.S- I think you are so beautiful. Dad scored big on finding you. 

I love you Mom.

Italia

Welp, I am finally home. "College Home" I mean. 

Whenever I call Provo home, my Mom always corrects me.

To tell you the truth, I could sit and talk all about my interesting little adventure in Italy, but for some odd

reason I don't really want to.

There was a lot of walking, sight-seeing (honestly the buildings in Rome were jaw-dropping), frustration, excitement, and the whole sha-bang. 

We ran into a little bad luck the second half of the trip, as in we were robbed and I got in a Scooter accident, 

but hey what doesn't kill you makes you stronger... right?

Usually the weather was pretty nice but a lot of the time it rained.

It really is an amazing country, I don't know if I will ever return to anywhere I went because if I were to

go out of the country again, I would want to see new places and have new experiences.

I don't have any of the pictures- Rach was obviously in charge of picture taking, naturally.

So when she lets me know- maybe I'll post some pictures. All I have for now are a couple Iphone pics.

Not very many because my phone starting going haywire halfway through the trip, so sorry.

But I definitely have a stronger love for America and the food it offers.

Not that Italy's pizza, pasta, and scones aren't absolutely amazing. It's just all they have to offer.

I don't know how Rach survived off all those carbs for just 5 months.

I've come to realize how much I like and appreciate diversity.

So here is to my super summarized story of my vacation.

Least favorite place: umm... probably Naples. Although, I did eat the best pizza I've ever had there. It was the pizza from the movie "Eat, Pray, Love". It truly was something to drool over.

Favorite place: I love Rome because of all the incredible buildings, and I loved Sorento (we had a lot of sun there which makes a huge difference), 

but I also loved Cinque Terre, it's just that it was cloudy the whole time.

I probably spelled one of the cities wrong- sorry if I did.

I'm glad I had my sisters there with me. Sometimes I think we took a little bit of our travelling frustration out on one another but at the same time I came to realize how lucky I am to have them in my life.

 Man- those flights really are so deadfully longggggggg

Rome:

 Leave it to Paige to skillfully and successfully sneak into a cemetery. The pictures she took while inside made me wish I would've sneaked in also

Almafi Coast & Sorento:

 Tuscany:

 Can I just say that Italian soda is so pretty, but it tastes so disgusting.

This is as far as I got until my phone starting "disagreeing" with me.

Wish I could tel all of the details- but my mind is still jet-lagged and I don't seem to have the energy.

Really was an experience and trip to remember.