A Summer Fashion Wishlist 2017

Oh my goddddd. Straight up, this post is a lie. I literally have no summer fashion wishlist because it is so hot, all I want to do is be naked and not leave the cool sanctuary of my room. This hot weather is disgusting and I hate it and I do not handle heat well AT ALL. I know I was just saying how much I want it to be summer, but I've changed my mind. No. I don't want this. Stop. Buuuut society says I do, in fact, have to leave my house... clothed. Given that's the case, here's what I'd ideally like to leave the house in.

Under the Sun: My Summer Bucket List

"You're busy playing nice, you sweeten up my life,
I'm here making eyes tryna keep you by my side."
Sugar, You, Oh Honey

Tuuuurn uuuuup! Summer time is here! Well, maybe not actually here because space and solstices and alignments and the planet and rotations and blahhhhhh. I didn't do well in science class, okay? The point is summer technically isn't here until Wednesday. But, like, I think I can ignore the that? Considering how insanely hot it is??? I think I've almost died twice? It's summer as far as I'm concerned. Summer is the time for adventure and shenanigans (And trying to survive but)! If I had to do a bucket list for exclusively one season, summer would probably be the most optimal since it's when everyone is in the mindset of LET'S GOOOO!

A Life By Words: The Two Quotes I Live By

When I originally set out to write this post, I thought I would include about five quotes. Five feels like the minimum, safe amount for a blog post (thought I recently broke that in my post Three Tips to Help You Start Writing Poetry Today), but when it came down to it, I realized I only needed two. I mean, like, I could sit here and pour over Google and Pinterest for beautiful quotes that make me feel all existential and profound about myself just for reading them, but that wouldn't be authentic now would it?

Poetic Beginnings: Three Tips to Help You Start Writing Poetry Today

*This is an archived post from my last blog Smile, Sugar. I have lightly edited it, but it is mostly unchanged from it's original writing and posting in early summer, 2016.*

Let me state up front I'm not a poetry master. My poetry isn’t a godsend, and I only barely have my creative writing degree. I’m an average girl who likes to write poetry (take long walks on the beach, cuddle by the fire…) and think I'm decent enough to maybe help others out. Cool beans? Cool beans.

The Grad Goals: How I Want to Live After Graduation

"Sick of being in my head and thinkin' about my fate
And worried about my health.
Wanna waste away my days with a pretty young thing
And blow through all my wealth."
Death of a Strawberry, Dance Gavin Dance

I'm officially entering my finals week tomorrow - my final finals week. No more essays, no more tests, no more mind numbing reading I can't even bring myself to pretend I care about. It feels... surreal? Like, I've been in school all my life and graduating college has always felt abstract. It's all just over after this next week and life becomes real. Like, really real. I have to get a big girl job and find my own big girl place to live and do so many adult things. It's exciting and terrifying and just... wow. BUT, why would I be mature and think about those things now? No, no, no, I'm going to be careless and think about the fun things I want to do with my new freedom. I've had so many plans for what I want to do after graduation, and I'm thrilled that I can finally look to making these plans a reality. These aren't all of them obvi, but it's a little peek!

Plot Notes: The Do Something About It Phase

Heck yeah! Another Plot Notes post. I've basically been busy every Sunday since my first Plot Notes post went up, but hey, I said from the get go they'd be casual, didn't I? I've been going on and on in a few of my posts recently about how terrible of a blogger I was in April, but I've moved passed the Gripe, Gripe, Gripe phase (thank god, right? 'bout time) and have entered the Do Something About It phase.

May, 2017 // Blogging Goals

Hell-ooh, May! I have never been so hyped about a month in my life. Oh my god. May is going to be such a major month for me, people. For starters, I'm graduating college! It has been a long four years, and I've been ready for it to be over since day one. I'm basically the upside down smile emoji when it comes to college. Other than that, my 22nd birthday is May 25th, which is also the one year anniversary of #TeacupClub! This month is clearly a big one for me, and I'm going to spend the whole thing listening to that one special Taylor Swift song. But anyway, let's get on with it!

April, 2017 // Teacup of the Month: Envy

I'm going to admit my pick for this month is completely and utterly personal. I made a post earlier in the month about how out of touch I was feeling with all my passions, and despite trying to get back on track, the shenanigans of life came full force in April. I've been slowly getting my blogging mojo back in action, but I've had guilt about it hanging over my head. I've had a little help with it thanks to this month's Teacup of the Month: Envy!

The Pinterest Girl: My Thoughts on Peer Pressure to be the Perfect Blogger

I feel like I need to start this with every disclaimer in the book. I don't want to ruffle any feathers, but this is one of those things I feel like chatting about. So here goes: I love blogging - honestly. I think the community is full of so many great people who make incredible content. Like, everyone works so hard on their blogs and it's amazing to see everyone discover new talents as they progress on their blogging journey. I truly admire how much work bloggers put into everything they do.

Another Cat Babe Wishlist

Yes! It's happening: another wishlist full of all things cat and babe! I was startled with how popular my first Cat Babe Wishlist was, so I thought it would only be appropriate to continue and do another. Oh no - I had to shop for more cat things. Poor me. I'm the saddest girl. Yeah right. But seriously, I'm so happy with how my last list was received and how so many people actually resonated with the term Cat Babe. It warmed my heart, to say the least. I'll stop holding up what you're here for though. Enjoy my latest list!

*None of the following images in this post are my own. They all belong to their respective product sellers.*

Poetic Process: Writing to an Obsession

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I know it's been a while since I've put up a poem, but I've already mentioned what a funk I've been in. Like other aspects of life, I haven't been inspired on the poetry front. Life has been muse-less for poor little me. Booo hooooo. I'm getting back to it though! Since I have no new or technically interesting work to share with you, I thought I would go ahead and do some collection talk and discuss methodology I have going on with it. In particular, I'm going to discuss writing to an obsession. I highly recommend reading my poems Watercolors and For You for this post because they're relevant afffff.

So. What exactly does it mean to be writing to an obsession? The word to focus on here is to. If you write a series of poems that happen to have the same image in them and that's the only way you can connect the poems, they aren't being written to that image or that obsession. That may be an image you as a poet like in your work, but you aren't writing to anything. Like, I write a lot of poems that mention flowers because I vibe with flowers, but the flowers don't always mean the same thing; therefore, those poems that mention flowers aren't obsession poems. They're just a lot of poems that have flowers. #FlowerSquad

One section of my poetry collection is made up of obsession poetry being written to You. You can see what I mean in Watercolors and For You. You is a toxic connection that has impacted me significantly in my life. In my poems, the mention of You is very specific. You is a person - one person. When my You Series poems stand individually, it's easy to take them at face value, but when they are bundled together in the series, they become these obsession poems that all work together. They create a larger message than what they say on their own.

The interesting part of the poetry has little to do with the obsession itself. It all comes from exploring the self in relation to the obsession. My You Series isn't about the faceless person who is You but about myself in the context of You. It's a reflection on my behavior, emotions, thoughts, events, and perspectives that link back to You. It's the specificity that joins the poems together to be obsession poetry.

Now, this is totally not the only way to approach obsessions and obsession poetry. There can be so many more elements to it, and it can be much smaller scale. What I've described here is my approach to the obsession poetry I'm working on. I know any number of poets could give a different version, but I hope this was an interesting peek into what's going on in my collection!

What type of images do you like in writing?
Tell me in the comments! 💛

Lush Cosmetics Cup O'Coffee Face and Body Mask

I've always been more of a tea girl than a coffee girl, but oh sweet golly gosh - I'm more than willing to make an exception for this mask from Lush Cosmetics. I'll be honest with you and say I actually hadn't planned on picking this mask up. I popped in to scoop up one of the fresh masks, but unfortunately for me, the only day I can go is the day before their weekly fresh mask restock. I, in a sense, get the bottom of the barrel, and none of the available masks offered the benefits I was looking for. I thankfully chatted with a shop assistant, and she guided me to the Cup O'Coffee Face and Body Mask. Am I sure glad she did!

Plot Notes: A Peek Into My Blogging Process

You may or may not have noticed, but I toootally missed out on posting last week. My general posting schedule is Mondays and Thursdays, but last week I just... I couldn't do it. I was in a weird mental space where I felt detached from everything. You know what I mean? All my art and passions weren't connecting with me the way they normally do, and I honestly spent my time lounging and binge watching Silicon Valley. I wanted to blog. Like, I love blogging, friends, but even blogging wasn't singing to me.

Metta Skincare Intensive Replenishing Face Balm

Oh, sweet, sweet moisture. Let me tell you, I'm terrible at keeping up with my skincare. It's mildly embarrassing. Like, I want to be that girl with a skincare routine she sticks to like religion, but bruh, I'm not... yet. I've found a few skincare products over the years that I still use with some vague frequency, but I was missing something core to help me hold them all together: a moisturizer.

April, 2017 // Blogging Goals

Ooooh boy. April. A new month means it's time for me to make more goals to complete bomb once again. Now, the smart thing for me to do would be to quietly stop doing these goals posts and pretend I'm not trying my best please love me a total failure, but boy howdy, not being consistent would give me too much anxiety. So, uh, I'ma just keep plugging along. I may be a loser failure, but ayyyye... I'm a cute one though.

March, 2017 // Teacup of the Month: Jessica

First things first: oh my goooood. Jessica is super hot, and I get to talk about her like that because she's my mom. Phew, okay, with the acknowledgement of how gorgeous she is aside, say hello to March's Teacup of the Month, Jessica! Woooo!

006: For You

I never loved you,
But with flowers, I tried.
Pulling from gardens
I grew for you,
Every flower [blooming]
For you. I slink through
Scents to bottle for you,
Picking petals
From each one for you.
Three, seven, thirteen,
I start counting to see
If there are the same number of
petals on each flower for you.
Mind daisied for you. I say
I hate you, I love you, I hate you.
I always loved you,
Do you love me?
I break it into pieces
I put in the flowers –
For you.


The 21-Year-Old Virgin: My Thoughts on Being a Virgin in My Twenties

"Take off all your clothes and
Baby, let me blow your mind"
Stroke God, Millionaire, Dance Gavin Dance

The birds and the bees. Bumpin' uglies. Goin' all the way. Doin' the deed. Gettin' lucky. Makin' love.

I, uh, can't tell you what that particular sensation is like, my friends. I mean, I hear it's quite lovely and many people have an enthusiastic outlook on the activity. I hear I'm missing out and god, I need to get laid already. I also hear it's only okay and I need to hold onto my virginity for dear life. Talk about mixed reviews, am I right?

Floral Days: My Spring Bucket List

"I'm wide awake, so what's the point of dreaming when your life is great?
Celebrate the feeling, celebrate the feeling"
Be Okay, Oh Honey

Why hello, spring! Yes, yes, the glorious spring equinox has arrived, so turn up for pretty flower days ahead. Days full of picnics, bright colors, and all things floral are now in our midst. The first day of spring has been full of rain for me, but I'm not going to let it get me down. The rainy days will pass, and I'll have days full of pleasant bits of sun flitting through the air. Spring is such a pretty time of year. The flowers bloom and green returning to the trees sparks up a little flair for adventure and achievement. Since I'm rather jazzed about the season, here's my bucket list of things I want to do!

When the New Girl is Better Than You

You're in pole class. You're all jazzed up because heck yeah you're in the studio about to make some sexy magic with that body. Mmm, baby. You have everything you need for class and you're determined to work on that trick/spin/cool thing that has been eluding you. Ya know, another day of working hard to achieve your goals because you're on a noble quest to be an athletic sex goddess. The ush. And oh hey! A new girl is in class today. She's fun, she's cool, and she's... doing that thing you're struggling to do?


A Spring Fashion Wishlist 2017

Spring is officially one week away, and I'm bursting! Like, dude, you don't even know. We were basically drowning here in California for all of February, so I'm begging for spring. We've been getting some beautiful sunshine the last two weeks, luckily. I've been able to shimmy my way into a few dresses and flirt with some sandals! I love the fashion of spring time because I'm totally a dress and skirt type of gal. Since I'm so jazzed about it, here's a little wishlist of a few bits I'd love to have for the season.

*None of the following images belong to me. They belong to their respective sellers.*

Konjac Sponge Co. Bamboo Charcoal Facial Sponge

Bruuuh this sponge though. Just... mmm. Before I get into the sponge, a lil context feels necessary. When it comes to makeup and beauty goods, I prefer to use cruelty-free brands. I'm not going to argue with anyone about it - that's where I stand. Solid? Solid. In my search for cruelty-free brands, I discovered Petit Vour, a monthly cruelty-free subscription box. I found it reasonably priced and thought it would give me exposure to a bunch of different brands, so I went for it. I've used it for the last year or so, and I'm so happy I did because now I get wonderful products like this facial sponge from Konjac Sponge Co.

005: Tantrum

Freckles are embers
singed by bleeding indigo flames
from mouth unkind.
Charcoal falls, ash rains,
fist collides with the wall.
It burns from my knuckles.
It’s burning. Everything is burning.
I am burning.
Dense black and purple smoke
fills lungs, it tastes
bitter on the tongue.
A flash in my eyes,
I scream unkind with
bleeding indigo flames.


What I'm Saying With My Underwear

So underwear! Let's talk about it. I can't count the times I've had conversations with my friends about how good we feel when we sport cute underwear. Like, cute underwear can make a whatever day into a good day. And I mean, no one is seeing it, so it might not make sense why it's such a big deal, but it is. It's entirely psychologically, and it's something kinda special for just you (and, well, potential partners). I figure with how much time I've spent on Twitter the past month talking about cute underwear, I'm, like, obligated to write a post about how different styles make me feel. Sorry not sorry.

The Love I Need According to the Five Love Languages

"Tell me that I am the love of your life,
I'll be in character, batting my eyes."
Here Comes the Winner, Dance Gavin Dance

We've all heard of The Five Love Languages, right? I worked at a popular book selling chain, and let me tell you, I was ringing this book up on the regular. Everyone seemed to need it. I thought it seemed interesting, maybe one of those things I'd pick up eventually, but I hadn't thought too much about it. The people who bought were normally women, but most of the positive things I've heard about it have been from men... on Reddit. Not the place I would have expected to hear high praises of this kind of book. With everyone seeming to think it's the game changer in their relationships and dating life, I figure there has to be something to it, right?

March, 2017 // Blogging Goals

Bruh, like, I know it's only a few days shorter, but was February even real!? I mean, really? I feel like I accomplished nothing in the whole month. Obvi I did have some accomplishments, but I didn't go hard on my goals like I had wanted. I started the month sick, had such a total boohoo-y period, hurt my arm last week, and it's been pouring cats and dogs all month. This last month has been impossible, and it really messed me up on my February Goals. Excuses, excuses, ya know? Now that I've had a little experience with blog goal setting under my belt, I think I can do better with my March goals, though.

February, 2017 // Teacup of the Month: Mchi

Photo taken from @mchiouji on Instagram
Would ya look at that: it's the end of February. That means it's time for another Teacup of the Month! I'm happy to say our February 2017 Teacup of the Month is Mchi. Like Mochi, but without the 'o.' I'm so excited to give this spotlight to Mchi because they are not only an astounding member of the community, but they've become a good friend of mine. Mchi has been hardcore with #TeacupClub ever since they joined, and that is something that has not been lost on me.

004: Light

I turn on a light
and flecks speckle air -
flitting, glinting, charming
in my aura. [brightening]
In white palm, I take them,
pale gold, sparkling,
and crush them to
glittered dust
I run over my body.
I twirl the coy ribbons
flirting in the air
around my finger,
tingling warm, summer morning,
and weave them through my hair
so it looks like it
It is not gilding
if it is light, not gold.
Made of shadow, stroked
with light, I am dusk.


A Cat Babe Wishlist

Real talk - I'm lowkey obsessed with cats. I think they are such sweet little creatures and I want to rub my face on every single one. Well, except the ones I know will scratch my face off. I'll pet those ones from a comfortable distance... with my eyes. You get the point though: Bre vibes with cats. My affection for these little cuties earns me the title of "cat lady," but my god. How completely unsexy does that sound? I mean, honestly? We have this cultural vision of a cat lady and the negativity people imply with that term, and I think it's just kinda mean. That's not me - I just like cats. So no, I'm not a cat lady. I'm a CAT BABE. I have no shame in my love for kitty bitties, and one of my favorite ways to show that is in my fashion. So to all my fellow cat babes, here are some bits and bobs I want to add to my cat babe wardrobe

*None of the following images in this post are my own. They all belong to their respective product sellers.*

Twenty Things that Make Me Happy

I don’t know why, but I’ve always felt an aversion to writing this type of post. Like, I totally love reading them (nosy af), but I’ve felt like no one would be interested in reading mine. And that’s silly, right? I mean, I know you’re all basically obsessed with me and want to know every silly detail there is to know, right?

Now Accepting Boyfriend Applications

"Drink that love / It's like a habit
Feeling like a savage / You know I gotta have it"
Young Robot, Dance Gavin Dance

Pro tip: this post is entirely a joke, Please take it as such. Thanks bby

The Liebster Award

Oh, the Liebster Award. I remember doing this on my last blog. It feels like it was a million years ago, so I had a lot of fun fulling this out. But, like, super weird: the rules are different? The origins of this nomination (because no one ever wins) are super vague, so I'm not surprised there't multiple sets of rules fluttering around. Still weird though. I remember one of the rules the last time I did this was it had to be a small blogger or someone who had been blogging less than a year. That isn't indicated in this set of rules, but I lowkey stuck to that. I went through #TeacupClub and picked a few nice looking folks and chose them for this little doozey. Thanks you Pandora Pip for choosing me! xoxo

003: June

Careless days back in June
with lazy breeze no match for sun fever.
Gazing, watching, wondering in blue.
Bugs around me dance effervescent.

I’m lost under the willow tree
with thoughts that ponder skyscrapers.
Concrete cracks spit dandelions
they crush under their city shoes.

But flowers grow in my stomach,
drawing in honey bees
who hum evening symphonies
for orange watercolor atmosphere.

Tip-toed starlight sneaks into the sky, elegant
and slow. Take a moment, listen
to the night, become lost again.
Breathe, intoxicate yourself with nature’s perfume.


What You Need for Your First Pole Class

Ayyye so you you wanna pole dance, huh? That’s what’s up. I have people in my life and online tell me how cool they think it would be to take a pole class all the time. Of those people, I actually manage to convince a few. It’s exciting and you feel a little sexy just thinking about it, but I won’t pretend there aren’t some nerves before. A lot of those nerves are because you don’t what to expect, and you don’t know how to prepare. I mean, I would have loved to have had a comprehensive list of what I needed before going into, so I thought I would try and put a lil something together. (You're welcome.)

February, 2017 // Blogging Goals

Look at me going full blogger with this blogging goals post. It's like I really care about my blog and want it to be successful. I've seen posts like these from other bloggers, and I've enjoyed them every time. Partly because I'm nosey little ear-hustler, but also because they're interesting. We know blogging is hard work (like, obvi), so it's cool to see what others are pushing themselves to achieve. I find making lists helps hold me accountable, so why not go ahead and join the bandwagon on this one.

January, 2017 // Teacup of the Month: Abbey Louisa Rose

Photo taken from Abbey Louisa Rose
Ayyye, would you look at that! We’re at the end of the first month of 2017 and my first month blogging here on T C F L. I’d say it’s been a pretty stellar month, if I do say so myself, and I want to share some of that energy with my #TeacupClub community! Cue the Teacup of the Month spotlight!

The Makeup Confession

*This is an archived post from my first blog Smile, Sugar. It got a lot of praise, so I want to repost it here. This post was originally written and shared in spring 2016.*

A confession: I love makeup.

This is a bit about myself I never wanted to admit. You see, liking makeup isn’t something I can simply acknowledge and go about with my business. Oh no - saying I like makeup is the antithesis of the insecure views I once clutched to like they were my lifeline.

002: Cocklebur

Lingering in the eye,
It draws along nose
To Cupid’s bow,
shapes the mouth,
evoking language,
Tangling teeth with spools
Of old thread –
A thread through lips,
In breeze,
Waving and waiting,
Waiting to catch
The bur on a sleeve.

Trickster: Hello Boys

Is this the best picture of me in the entire world? No. Is this a totally cool trick I’m doing? YES. This trick here is called a Hello Boys for reasons I assume you can pick up on (hint: crotchhh). I was pretty hyped when I did it on Tuesday because it’s one of the first tricks I’ve learned. So hyped I posted this picture on Snapchat with Hello Boys as the caption and no specification that is, indeed, the name of the trick. My friends on Snapchat must now assume I’m a proper trollop, so cool beans, I guess?

5 Tips for a Better #TeacupClub Meeting

If you follow me, it’s likely you know about #TeacupClub. If you don't, well, I mean, I'm impressed. I feel like I talk about it all the time. #TeacupClub is a community I started on Twitter back in May 2016 for bloggers to chat and have organized comment exchanges. I have a whole page about it you can check out too! The comment exchanges are what I - ever so cleverly - named club meetings.

A Telling of My First Pole Class

*This is an archived post from my last blog Smile, Sugar. I have lightly edited it, but it is mostly unchanged from it's original writing and posting in early summer, 2016.*

When the lights dimmed and the beat of Make it Rain by Ed Sheeran sauntered through the air, I fell in love with the poles around me. I hadn’t touched them, spun on them, climbed them, but I knew I was in love. It was an aching, a yearning I had never felt. My skin tingled so much I swear I was glowing in the dim light. I followed the breathing exercise my new instructor was guiding, but she didn’t understand she couldn’t calm the exhilaration the beat was seeping into my veins.

Why Did I Start Over?

Okay, yeah… I’ve been pretty vague about this topic, so I guess I'll take a moment to elaborate on the deets. Like I've said, I had a blog before this one, and it was called Smile, Sugar. (with a period at the end). A good number of you probably remember my announcement I was shutting down back in August. The idea was something that hit me pretty suddenly, and it felt right, ya know? I told myself I’d put too much into it to just be like nahhh, but deep in my gut I knew shutting down was what I needed to do

But, like, why?

001: Watercolors

With watercolors,
I paint the air between
Yellow, because I’m trying,
And burgundy because you
Like the way it looks on your
I dip my brush
Into crystal cup,
Ballerina shoe ribbons of color
Dancing to orange,
Mixed to sensible harmony.
I go for blush pink
But the mixture isn’t right.
The colors mush to
Runny earth tone.
I pour my cup in the air
Between us
To wash away the color,
But we already watched
The paint dry.

Hello, 2017.

Bruuuuh. 2017, though. I'm pretty hyped about the new year because 2016 was rough. It was exhausting and a collective hot mess for everyone involved. Just... no. I don't even want to talk about it anymore.

(But hold on I'm going to.)

I'm Back, Baby

Hello, hello! Oh, how I've missed this.

It feels like it's been forever and a day since I've made a blog post. Which, I mean, it lowkey has been, but that doesn't matter anymore because I'm here now! For those of you who have never met me, I’m Bre. I wrote a blog for a while, stopped, and now I write this one. You haven’t missed much, to be honest.