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Monday’s Best

Another week. Another set of Bests!

Enjoy.

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Best Typography

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Best Lesson Learning

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Best Summer Look

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Best Cozy Chic

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Best Novia Scotia Moment

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Best Floral Dress

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Best Play on Words

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Best Feeling

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Best Adventure to add to the Top 100

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Best Friend Moment

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Best White Dress

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Best Quote

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Best Sand Art

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Best Quote to Live By

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Best Quote on Life

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Best Monday Outfit 

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Roman Holiday: Kansas City

Roman Holiday.

As a child I grew up on black and white films. Mickey Rooney, Jimmy Steward, Katherine Hepburn, Clark Gable, and Doris Day were all my favorites movie stars. I absolutely loved the comedy, the romance, and the stories. Out of all the stars of that era though, my absolute favorite was of course Audrey Hepburn. I suppose one could say she is a role model.

Summer Twenty Ten I was spending a couple weeks at the Shenandoah Estate (my home in San Diego) and of course made sure I had time to catch up on some of my Audrey films. I remember it like it was yesterday, I was watching “Roman Holiday” and was completely inspired by Audrey’s role. In the film Audrey plays a princess whose time is managed by every but her. One night she comes to the conclusion that she will not allow for this to happen any longer. In the middle of the night Audrey sneaks out of the palace and wanders around a new city. Over the course of the next 24 hours Audrey goes on an adventure of a lifetime as she meets a stranger and tries things she’s done before. She throws caution to the wind and leaves the responsibilities of the day behind.

Naturally, I decided that I too ought to have Roman Holidays. So, every year I take random trips and adventure in a new city.

This April to celebrate my twenty-fifth birthday I took off on my Roman Holiday and went to the beautiful Kansas City.

Here’s a peek of my Holiday.

We arrived in the city at the perfect time. Like Audrey, my girls and I adventured into the heart of the city. We found the Power and Lights district with the most amazing Piano Bars. Of course, being a lover of all things music I was in LOVE.

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The next morning we dined at McCoy’s a lovely little restaurant right outside of the Plaza.

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We were told by the locals to try the best coffee in town from the Broadway Cafe. After strolling around for awhile we finally found it. The locals told no lies when they said it was the best coffee.

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And of course we stopped for a mini photoshoot…

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It’s impossible to take a road trip to Kansas City with out taking a drive down the Plaza and stopping at some of the best shops! Hello Hello H&M, Anthro, and Urban!!

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So there it is. My Roman Holiday. My challenge to you– is to take a break from the day to day. Go on an adventure, try something new, take time to be inspired. We have our wholes lives to work and let our time be managed by other people… so make sure to take some time for yourself and ENJOY your life.

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The Lace Gift

Well, wedding season is back again. This past weekend my roommate from the third story apartment had a bridal shower. For those of you who have not yet entered the world of reading gift registries- let me tell you… it’s a mental workout! After a good 37 minutes of wandering the store looking for aisle C82 and an obscure item number- I finally had my gifts and was ready for checkout. Proud of myself for feeling as if I conquered the registry I mindlessly swiped my credit card and within seconds realized I has forgotten to purchase gift bags! Shame on me! Right? With no time to spare, I headed back to the third story apartment and found my secret stash of fabric! A little teale covered with lace and violá! The spare fabric had found its new purpose: my wrapping. So next time you are out and about and forget gift bags just think about what materials you have stored away in your house that will work as a unique wrapping.

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Come Alive

Ready for a question: One. Two. Three.

What makes you come alive?

Quick.

What’s your answer?

I was sifting through old photos a couple days ago, and came across this one from my travels in Cambodia Summer 2011. My heart races when I look at this photo. Why? Because nothing makes me feel more alive than traveling and working with villagers, orphans, and victims of sex trafficking. I know, not your typical answer from an 20 something HR girl, but that’s my answer.

Before the sun even rises, I’m at work. Around dinner time, I leave the office, only to do more work at home. The result: I work probably 50+ hours a week. Yet all the while, I feel so alive. I know that working in the corporate world is making it possible for me to live out my dream to travel and help the oppressed, the down-and-outters.

My day job as an HR girl allows me to see and hear a lot. Over the past couple months I’ve notice that people in our world are seemingly “burnt-out” they lack that passion in their eyes. They’ve worked so hard for the American Dream, they go to their 8-5 job, go home to wine and dine, then catch a few hours of beauty sleep only to do it all over again. It’s a cycle. In the process of trying to achieve their American Dream, they’ve lost it all. They’ve lost the purpose and meaning of life.

I have a new theory (as always). We have to have a passion, something that makes us come alive, if we want to live life to the fullest. We all need something that makes us come alive. The American Dream isn’t going to be our answer.

Why? If we don’t, we’ll go through the routine of life mundanely, bored, and on the verge of being burnt out. And let’s be honest, that’s no way to live.

So again – here’s my question: What makes you come alive?

Go after it.

Find your passion and purpose and move with courage.

Kampong Thom, Cambodia // Summer 2011

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Small Beginnings

Take me to Barnes & Noble and beyond a shadow of a doubt you can guarantee that within seconds I’ll be in my favorite section: The Self -Help section. That’s right. Don’t ask me why, my only guess is that it’s due to the fact that my degree is a Bachelor of Arts in Psychology. My last trip to B&N I stumbled upon a book full of wisdom. I read that successful people write down their accomplishments and put them where they can see them.

My thought: Brilliant.

Naturally, I decided that I too must write down my accomplishments.

Weeks ago I had bought a huge piece of plywood with no rhyme or reason for it. Luckily for the plywood it finally found purpose: It’d be my board of accomplishments. A couple of coats of chalk paint later and it was transformed into a blank canvas waiting to hold the things that I was proud of.

As I started sifting through my memories trying to think of my accomplishments throughout life I realized why people who write down their accomplishments are successful. They are motivated by the fact that they have already have accomplishments on their record to be proud of, knowing that there is still a whole life in front of them waiting for them to accomplish things far greater than what they’ve already done.

On the verge of turning twenty-five I have a whole to do list for my life of things that I want to accomplish. I’ll be honest, some days it’s a little overwhelming and the thought crosses through my head “Am I really ever going do this?”

I mean my list has some pretty big things on it including:
Start a magazine.
Own a coffee shop.
Write a book (or two).
Throw a benefit concert in the middle of Central Park.
Host a national conference.
Start a non-profit that rescues women out of sex trafficking.

The list continues.

After filling my blank canvas with some of my accomplishments, I suddenly felt empowered. I’ve lived a quarter of life and I have quite a few things I can say I’m proud of.

I’ve learned to play the piano. I got my real estate license. I threw my first benefit concert in college and raised $500 for the She Rescue Home. I learned Photoshop. I planned Orphan for a Night a nation wide event that raised thousands of dollars for orphan projects. I’ve graduated from college with a Bachelor of Arts in Psychology. The list goes on.

My mother always says, “The best is yet to come.” So, with that said, the things on our list of accomplishments is only the beginning. The best is still on its ways because we are constantly growing and changing. As we get older: we obtain more wisdom, add and sharpen our skill sets, fail a time or two and learn from our mistakes, overcome obstacles and gain strength, and gain experience.

Whoever you are: you’re human. [Genius statement: I know.] Which means this: You have dreams, goals, and visions. And if you are normal, you have a desire to be successful.

So let me break down my new theory for you:
Instead of getting overwhelmed by the vagueness of the future, find confidence in the fact that you’ve already accomplished great things [whether big or small].

Life, take it one day at time, one step at a time. You still have your whole life a head of you to cross things off your life to do list.

My dad always tells me: “Lindsey, don’t despise small beginnings.” Small beginnings is how we get to greatness.

I leave you with this: Take time to recognize your accomplishments. Write them down. Be motivated and encourage by what you’ve done, knowing that those accomplishments are the ones that are going to propel you to do bigger and greater things in the future.

Believe in yourself. Remember your accomplishments. [And] Dream on.

Be confident in this: That he who began a good work in you will carry it on to the completion. [Philippians 1.6]

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Fame

We live in a world full of superstars, paparrazi and are surrounded by fame everywhere we look.
We go to Hollywood hoping to see Brad Pitt.
Or to New York City- crossing our fingers that we see John Mayer on the streets.
We go to concerts wishing on the stars that  there is a small chance that we meet the famous celebrity.
We scream at the top of our lungs at every move the super star makes on stage-
standing in awe that we are in the presence of greatness and fame.
We go to the big churches of Sydney to sneak a photo of the musicians that usher us into the presense of God.

As I laid in bed last night tossing and turning a thought came to me: We are glorifying these people.
The people we glorify are normal human beings.
Sure, they may be attractive, talented, or whatever else comes to mind.
But at the end of the day… they are a normal person.
Strip away the paparrazi and the crazy fans and they are normal- just like your typical next door neighbor.
Sidenote: Some of you may have crazy neighbors- but they are the exception. Think: typical.
We go through life- and everyday we make these people more famous by singing their music, discussing how
brilliantly they played a role in a movie, or voicing our admiration for their humanitiarian efforts around the world.

Lady Gaga recently came to Tulsa, Oklahoma- and it was a big deal.
I mean really for anyone to come to Tulsa is a big deal, it’s Oklahoma we are talking about after all.
[Pause: I just wanna say special thank you to the BOK for creating a venue!]
As I watched a video of Lady Gaga’s the countdown to the opening performance I realized something:
Lady Gaga has created an empire for herself.
Whether you are 8 years old or 80 years old- you most likely know this superstar’s name.
The countdown began.
The crowd was roaring with cheers.
The spotlight turned on the superstar.
And there she stood.
Her voice boomed as she stood still, not moving a muscle.
Suddenly, within a blink of an eye- she moved.
She switched positions.
The crowd went wild.
Not because she did anything outrageous or really even noteworthy,
but because she moved.
She held her new position as she belted out the next verse.
And then BOOM.
She moved.
Again, the crowd went crazy as they cheered.

It struck me as a I sat there watching these videos of Lady Gaga’s performance: we glorify these people to an unreal and unncessary extent.

I think about the Justin Beiber movie that came out- and all the fans that cried in the presence of J Beibs.
Sitting in the movie theater watching scenes flicker across the screen of girls crying and hyperventaliting because they
were so excited to be in the same area as the 16 year old superstar.
There was one scene that left me completely bewildered.
A 13 year old girl had gotten so excited that she had trouble breathing.
The paramedics were called in order to aid the girl.

I do have a point and its this: I think our culture has begun glorifying people more than we glorify our God.
We wish upon the stars to be in the precense of our favorite celebrities,
hoping that if we are lucky enough we’ll get two seconds with them to shake their hand, tell them how amazing they are, get their autograph, and if we are really lucky maybe we’ll even get a photo.
We get so excited about being in their presence that some of us cry, jump up and down, scream at the top of our lungs, or whatever.
The funny thing is- is these people, these celebrities, that we are glorifying haven’t even done anything for us.
They are just a normal person putting their talent to use on a platform.
Here’s what I’m getting at- we have the opportunity to always be in the precense of God.
He’s done the most beautiful thing on our behalf.
Out of his extravagant love for us, he sent His one and only Son as a sacfrice so that we may experience freedom and live.
We ought to live to make HIS name famous- but are we?
Are we getting excited about being in his precense?
Is his mere presence bringing us to tears?
Are we glorifying him the way he deserves to be glorified?

I leave you with a challenge:
Live to make His name famous +
Glorify God in your every movement.

Be exalted, Oh God, above the heavens, let your glory be all over the earth.
Psalm 57:11

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