May 4, 2013
I've been thinking a lot lately about this blog and what I want to do with it for quite some time. I'm just a small person in the blog land and a lot of times, I don't really think I do much but put pictures of myself in outfits that I just want people to approve of. I've had this blog for almost three years and I think it's time for me to say goodbye. I've been focusing on finding happiness lately and although I love blogging and sharing my style, I think it's time to move on, for awhile at least. Blogging has taught me so much and I will always cherish this blog. I know that I'll be back--I just don't know when. I have truly loved the experiences and people that I have met. But the time has come to focus on myself and my life and my husband.
Thank you all for your comments, love, and support. I cherish each and every one of you. See you on the flip side. Stay classy.
ps; you can still follow me on instagram if you like (@kittyhillmeow) or on pinterest.
April 26, 2013
button down: I made it, skirt: thrifted, shoes: thrifted/diy (diy found HERE), tie: cut off another dress
A daughter to probably the best parents ever and also my Heavenly Father. When I got married, all the sudden I got homesick. While being single I was NEVER homesick. I mean, I loved my family but I was okay being away from them for periods of time. Then all the sudden I just missed being able to go home and see my parents. They're honestly the best and I miss them so much! See you in July mom and dad! Love you so much. Or here's an idea, come see me again!
I am a wife. Sometimes it freaks me out to say that word. I actually don't like the word. I also don't like the word husband. It's sounds so official. Also, I have a baby face and ever time I mention I have a hubs I get the "look" the "you look 12" "are you even legal?" "why?" and I just smile and say, "yes."
I am a student. Two more semesters people! I could have graduated this semester but let's just not talk about that... But seriously! I'll be a graduate and it scares me to think that I actually have to go get a job. Or make babies. And babies just freak me out. So we'll go with the job. A JOB. Damn, I'm scared. Also, I think that's the first time I've sworn on this blog. But sometimes you just need a good cuss word to express yourself.
I'm also a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. And yes, sometimes I'm imperfect and I swear. Sue me. But honestly, the gospel is who I am. I believe in this church with my whole being. When I was 14, I was laying on a bench in the wilderness wondering who I was and what I stood for. I remember praying and asking, "Heavenly Father, do you love me? Me: Katherine Beckstead. Some 14 year old girl with no clue to who she is." A feeling came upon me that consumed me and overwhelmed me with the love that God had for me. He knew me. He knew my heart. He loved me. That moment has stayed with me every since and I know for a fact that I am loved by my Heavenly Father. I also know that Christ lives and that the Atonement saves lives. It's saved mine countless times. I also know that the Book of Mormon is another testament of Christ and if we pray and ask questions, Heavenly Father will speak to us through it. If anyone is interested in a copy of the Book of Mormon, I would be happy to send you a copy. It changes lives. It really does.
I am a blogger. I kind of put everything else before blogging, but I really do love being a fashion blogger! And I love my followers. I love all of your comments and support and just how dang nice you all are! Sometimes it's hard to put yourself out there and tell your feelings, but I have had nothing but support and love from everyone. There's only been one comment that was mean and I honestly really appreciate that it's only been one! Thank you all so much.
I am silly and weird. I feel like most people don't even know this little fun fact about me. It takes a lot for me to break out of my norm and just be the silly person I am. I think Rob is really the only person who knows the extent of my silliness. I think he didn't even know how silly I was until we got married. Oh, but my family knows of my weirdness. I break out in dance. I sing extremely loud. I make inappropriate jokes. I say stupid things. I think I'm funny. You'll know we're good friends when this side of me comes out.
Who are you?
April 19, 2013
sweater, tee, skirt, bag: thrifted, loafers: target
Perspective is a beautiful thing. A few nights ago, Rob and I were conversing about a comment that someone had said to me that kind of struck me the wrong way. I was feeling a little offended. I knew it was silly and I knew that I was choosing to be offended, but for some reason it hurt me and I couldn't shake it off.
While I was telling Robert about this comment, he then said: "Oh. Well to me that actually sounds like a compliment." and continued to open my eyes to how that comment could be taken in a positive way.
Isn't it refreshing to see things from another person's point of view? Sometimes my view is blinded by my feelings and I'm not thinking clearly. I was being offended for no reason. This experience reminded me of a talk given by David A. Bednar tilted "And Nothing Shall Offend Them." One quote that struck out to me was this:
"When we believe or say we have been offended, we usually mean we feel insulted, mistreated, snubbed, or disrespected. And certainly clumsy, embarrassing, unprincipled, and mean spirited things do occur in our interactions with other people that would allow to us to take offense. However, it ultimately is impossible for another person to offend you or to offend me. Indeed, believing that another person offended us is fundamentally false. To be offended is a choice, we make; it is not a condition inflicted or imposed upon us by someone or something else."
Doesn't that just say it all?
Thanks hubs for always helping me become better.
April 16, 2013
April 8, 2013
blouse, sweater: thrifted, shoes: target, pants: rue 21
This outfit looked a lot better in person fyi........
Welp. Sir Robert (side story: when Rob and I were engaged, one of his roommates would always call us Sir Robert the Great and Lady Katherine... I thought it was cute) and I have successfully made it to one year of marriage! We weren't able to celebrate this weekend due to finals and such, but Friday we are heading to Salt Lake for a Jazz game! SO excited to get away for the weekend.
Marriage has been such a blessing in my life. I have learned so much and I know that my Heavenly Father placed Rob into my life for all the right reasons. Before we started dating, Rob and I were just friends. I remember one Sunday I drove to the Rexburg temple. I was feeling extremely lonely and unwanted. I remember parking my car and staring at the beauty to which the temple holds. I started to pray and I remember crying and asking God to send me someone who wanted me around. I wasn't asking for a boyfriend, just someone, anyone who needed me just as much as I needed them. I pleaded with God to take the pain of loneliness away from me.
A couple days later, Rob and I started dating. It kind of happened out of no where. One day we were just friends, then all the sudden we were a couple. A lot of people had opinions about that, and I just flat out didn't care. My Heavenly Father answered my prayers and gave me what I wanted: someone to love and someone to love me right back. I know that God lives and hears our prayers. Sometimes he doesn't answer them until we are about to break but I know that he hears us and will answer his children if we just ask.
I think of that moment at the temple by myself, sitting in a car crying, and pleading with my Father above as one of the biggest blessings in my life. A few months after that, I was able to enter the doors of that holy place and marry my best friend. If it wasn't for a prayer and a loving Heavenly Father who knew what I needed, I just wonder where I would be.
Happy one year (yesterday), my love. I cherish you more than life.
April 3, 2013
blouse, pants, shoes: thrifted
A couple weeks ago, I attended a women's conference titled "Time Out for Women." My heart become full with the spirit and all that the gospel has to offer me. Have you ever heard of Hilary Weeks? She is an amazing singer and such an inspiration. She sang/spoke at the conference and I'd like to share a little bit of my thoughts with you.
I've struggled with confidence in myself for... well, forever. I have an extremely hard time thinking that I am enough. That I have the abilities to reach what I want the most. That I'm beautiful no matter what I look like. Hilary talked about this. She said that us women think at least 300 negative thoughts about ourselves (or even others) each week. 300! 300 negative thoughts consume our minds each and every week. For some of us, maybe even more.
I look at others with their seem to be perfect lives, perfect faces, perfect skills that I just want. I want to be something that I'm not. I long for a life that isn't my own sometimes. But after Hilary spoke, it changed me. I am enough. I am a daughter of the utmost high. I married my best friend. I'm getting my degree. I have a good hair day every now and then. I love the way I dress.
If we can change those 300 negative thoughts to positive, just think of the change our lives will have. Hilary then told us that every time she is feeling negative about herself, she has five words to boost herself back up to believe in herself once again. I decided to take this theory and practice it in my own life.The five words can be words that you want to be, what you are striving to be, or how you feel about yourself. The five words can be whatever you want as long as they are positive.
My five words: I am creative, honest, beautiful, strong, and needed.
What are your five words?