And the princess wore lace ..

Soooo ...did you watch it?! Did you watch it?! I sure did. We turned our apartment into Royal Wedding Headquarters last night, setting up camp in our living room. We dragged a mattress into the living room - along with tons of blankets, pillows and hot chocolate - and Katie, Xinxin, Marcy and I nestled in for a long night of wedding watching. I don't wanna brag, but I think us west coasters were the most committed. The footage started at 2am our time. We watched the entire thing, from guests arriving to the kiss on the balcony, and only fell asleep around 5am PST.

It was so beautiful. SHE was so beautiful. Proof -

That dress ... gosh. Be still my heart. I am such a sucker for lace and definitely want some on my wedding gown, so watching her step out of the limo in that stunning dress was a thrill. She looked like a living, breathing, real-life princess. Oh wait. She is! :)

I'm so glad I got to watch this historical event with my west coast besties. We giggled, we ooohed, we ahhhed, Katie and I may or may not have gotten a little teary during the ceremony. Maybe I'm just a big hopeless romantic, but in a world where the news is all about war and crisis and destruction, it was such a pleasant relief to relish in the joy and hope of a young couple in love for a few hours.

I hope they are blessed with many, many happy years together. xo

Snooki Confessions

Let's begin this rainy Tuesday morning with a few confessions, shall we? I sometimes fall asleep with my makeup on. I'm on a mission to try and eat fruit for breakfast each morning, and have convinced myself that Strawberry Pop Tarts totally qualify. And, last but not least, I've got a bit of a soft spot for this crazy, fist-pumping, big-hoop-earring-wearing, self-proclaimed Guidette ~

Photo Credit - US Weekly

I don't watch her hit television show, Jersey Shore, although I've seen a few snippets of it here and there. I don't agree with very much that comes out of her mouth. I think it's a shame that she and her friends believe getting smash drunk and "hooking up" with random people is a fun way to spend a summer. And I definitely don't think that the show is an accurate portrayal of people from New Jersey. But, all that aside, I LOVE the poof.

"The what?" you ask. The poof, my friends ... Snooki's signature hairstyle. It's like a ballerina bun meets a 50s beehive meets a mountain of hairspray. I must be a child of the 80s, because I *LOVE* it. For the past few days, I've been trying my best to emulate the poof effect but, with my thick curls, the look is obviously different. (And by "different", I really mean epic fail. It just winds up looking like I've got a ball of tangles on the top of my head.)

OK, lovies. Your turn to 'fess up. Make me feel better about my makeup habit and my fruit delusion and my poof obsession by sharing your own random confessions.

♥ Stephanie xo