Since my spring break about a week ago, I have been doing a lot of thinking. Not serious thinking of course (other than school bc every professor decided to squeeze everything into these last 5 weeks & I'm stressed out ugh) but I have been doing a lot of thinking about what makes me happy! I never really had the chance to walk around a beach town freely before about a week ago, due to the fact that whenever I'm in a beach town, its usually with my family and we're staying at a hotel, on the beach. So its like wake up, walk 5 feet to beach, walk 5 feet back to hotel room, shower, then off to dinner (with shoes on of course) but last week a couple of my friends introduced me to their friend, Gavin, who lives in a teeny house 2 blocks from the beach. I had never stayed '2 blocks' from the beach and this particular beach town was extra cute. I didn't know what to expect going there. My friends like to convince me to do things that i shouldn't. They are way crazier than me, and I'm kinda wild sometimes. Anyways, so I told my mom that I was sleeping at my friends house 10 minutes from where i lived but really i was driving 2 hours to stay at a strangers house filled with too many young adults and possibly gonna end up sleeping in a strangers bed, but I said yes and we were on our way. Im not a super badass girl, i went to catholic school for most of my life what do u expect, but I'm working on it. I would title myself "kinda bad kinda boujee and also really chicken" not to mention that I'm the worlds worst liar so telling my mom a lie usually never works out. One week later, I'm still alive and I also had a really lovely time. Almost got my lip tattooed though, only reason I didn't was because the place closed in 10 minutes, but still convinced that we're okay. I think the only reason I'm still here is because I'm the only person who didn't decide to skinny dip in the literal freezing ocean at 2 am (told u I'm still working on the bad part) but u know i danced the night away. Being with my best friends and having the convience of the beach 2 blocks away from where we were staying made the trip worth while. After day 2, I was bronzed, very sunburnt, exploring barefoot, and super happy. All you truly need in life is good company, a good tan, a body of water, and good food. Can't forget the food.
Being happiest while barefoot would probably relate to more people than the bronzed part, i just like being a glowing godness, but give it a real thought. When are humans usually barefoot? On vacation, the beach, the pool, the comfort of our own homes, our beds, cuddling with ur boo, swimming, showering, dancing, taking a bubble bath,walking around beach towns, doing yoga, eating at cute beach bars......i think you get the point.
Next time ur feeling down, take off ur shoes and go outside. All happiness involves UV rays and "no shoes allowed" signs.
I vow to spend more time being barefoot in 2017. I think you should too.
Summer 17, hurry up please!
xoxo Stephanie Rivera
Being happiest while barefoot would probably relate to more people than the bronzed part, i just like being a glowing godness, but give it a real thought. When are humans usually barefoot? On vacation, the beach, the pool, the comfort of our own homes, our beds, cuddling with ur boo, swimming, showering, dancing, taking a bubble bath,walking around beach towns, doing yoga, eating at cute beach bars......i think you get the point.
Next time ur feeling down, take off ur shoes and go outside. All happiness involves UV rays and "no shoes allowed" signs.
I vow to spend more time being barefoot in 2017. I think you should too.
Summer 17, hurry up please!
xoxo Stephanie Rivera