autumn look book // 2016

autumn look book

Dear Autumn,
You are my favorite season of all the seasons. It goes from hot to warm to cold. The light begins to change and the shadows begin to lengthen. The falling leaves remind us how beautiful it is to Let Go.
And my wardrobe gets exceedingly more interesting. It doesn’t have to be hidden beneath coats. I’m not limited to as few layers as possible. I can embrace the east coast love of booties. I can throw on sweaters and tights and the occasional fleece-lined leggings.
You are my heart, dear Autumn, and I would keep you forever if I could.

Friends, be inspired. Take into account your climate and switch up outfits as necessary. If you live in colder climates, add layers, sleeves, and fleece-lined everything. We’re still pretty warm here in the south.

Items as seen above:
Vest // Gap, 2016
Dress // Old Navy, 2015
Belt // Vintage
Tights // Target
Shoes // Chelsea Boots, Forever 21, 2016
Hair // All natural + two $3 boxes of hair dye

autumn look book

Items:
Shirt // Forever 21, 2016
Chambray // The US Navy, circa 1975ish. Vintage.
Pants // Forever 21, 2016
Shoes // Amazon, 2012

autumn look book

Items:
Felt Hat // Kohl’s, 2015
Sweater // Forever 21, 2015
Locket // Hand made, bridesmaid gift, compliments of Tasha Vanasse
Skirt // Forever 21, 2010
Shoes // Combat boots, Payless, 2013

autumn look book

Items:
Beanie // Forever 21, 2016
Tank Top // Forever 21, 2016
Plaid Shirt // American Eagle, 2015
Pants // Forever 21, 2016
Shoes // Combat boots, Payless, 2013

autumn look book

Items:
Sunglasses // Fossil, 2015
Leather Jacket // Wilsons Leather, 2016
T-Shirt // Old Navy, 2015
Jeans // Target, 2016
Belt // Thrift store in Canada, some time in college
Shoes // rue21, 2016

autumn look book

Items:
Vest // Gap, 2016
T-Shirt // Target, 2016
Pants // Forever 21, 2016
Shoes // rue21, 2016

Until next time,

Jamie

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my iPhone life || august 2016

my iPhone life // august 2016

We aren’t going to compare, or dwell, or pretend. I won’t lie and say that the irony of two events happening so close together, albeit two years apart, didn’t kill me.  But that’s it. We’re done in the past. We’re in the now, and we’re being positive. Strength doesn’t mean we always have it together, but it does mean that we move on. Strength means that even when we don’t understand–and maybe we feel lost–we still take one step at a time until we find ourselves again.

August is. August was. Now it is not. You will never have moments back again. Embrace this life. Let things mold you, shape you, break you, remake you. You will be better than you were before. Trust.

my iPhone life // august 2016

These are the golden moments you are missing out on by not following my Snapchat. jamieddaily. Shameless plug.

my iPhone life // august 2016

And that still small voice gave me what I needed to rest on in August. Be still.

my iPhone life // august 2016

My seriously adorable agents showed me so much love the first Sunday they saw me sing at church. It was my second time singing at the main site and not only did they take this photo and then post it for all of my work family, but they left their seat, came to the front, and took video as well.
I love them. So much.

my iPhone life // august 2016

I’m slowly trying to step up my shoe game. Being a west coast girl, a pair of flip flops and some converse are really all a girl needs to survive.
They do things a little differently on the east coast. They don’t just throw in some cute boots. No, no. They pull out all the stops, with booties of all different kinds, oxfords, loafers, flats, heels, keds, sandals… Flip flops are for swimming pools and super casual days. If they want to be “west coast vides” they break out the Birkenstocks.

my iPhone life // august 2016

Another golden moment, brought to you by Snapchat. This is the real me.
I dyed my hair, compliments of the classic post-break-up “I need to do something” moment. I haven’t cut it yet. I assume that’s coming in the future.

my iPhone life // august 2016

The day my car wouldn’t start, and the warranty on my battery was no good, and I was grateful for the money I put in savings for days like this. Also, Carl my AAA car guy was pretty fabulous and told me all about how he’s never going to get married and he made fun of me for taking pictures.

my iPhone life // august 2016

Where I have spent much of my time lately.

my iPhone life // august 2016

I bought A LOT of red lipstick in August. A LOT. I’m working on owning all of the shades known to mankind. It’s really working out for me.

my iPhone life // august 2016

I will praise you in this storm.

my iPhone life // august 2016

[photo by katie]
Outdoor theatre? Yes please! But seriously, how cool is this?!
My good friend Katie invited me out to see Fantastic Mr. Fox with a group of people from church. It was a little stormy, and we had an evacuation plan in place in case there was a downpour. But there was food, and candy, and good people, and an excellent film. These are my kind of summer nights.

my iPhone life // august 2016

I am now such an adult that I own a chair that no one is allowed to sit in.
My lovely, amazing coworker ChrisAnn gifted me this antique rocking chair that has found its new home in my bedroom.

my iPhone life // august 2016

Anxiety was my constant companion in August, so my mom sent me a care package full of tea and naturally calming things. Because she is the best mom to ever mom.

Friends, August was rough. I know you feel that way about your life sometimes too. Sometimes we just have to go through seasons that break us apart, so that we can be molded into better people. I find healing in photography. I find healing in poetry. I find healing in writing. I find healing in music.  And I find healing in pursuing a God who is really really good at being God.

Be still.

Until next time,

Jamie

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when i grow up, i want to be an astronaut

I have been fascinated with stars and space for years. Take me out in the middle of nowhere and I will be content to watch the skies for hours. Clouds, storms, clear nights, clear mornings, rain, lightning, moonless nights, harvest moons, full moons. Everything. It holds my awe every day.

In another life I would love to be an astronaut. Just the thought of being out in space takes my breath away—where there is no air and no sound, and there are more stars in the sky than you can even imagine. Behind you is the earth and you can see the side of clouds and storms and land that you rarely get it see, on a scale that you never get to witness, and every film you’ve ever watched about anything at all would be diminished to nothingness because your reality would be so overwhelmingly unbelievable.

How crazy is it that space is unfathomably large, and that it is always expanding? What is it expanding into? And how is it doing it at the speed of light? What is this nothingness that is becoming a space that is so huge that the stars we see might not even be alive any more? Stars that have died years and years and years ago are still smiling at us.

“How crazy is it that some of the stars we see aren’t even there any more? It’s just that their light is still hitting us. It’s like their souls are still with us.” -Ruben.

It’s like how love continues even after someone is gone. Because let’s face it, love—true love—is unconditional. It is not dependent on the actions or presence of someone. It is not an emotion. It is a choice and a lifestyle. It is an impact on your soul—an impact that will radically change you and will never leave you.

When I look at the sky, all I see in all of the beauty and the majesty, is how Great my God is. I think of how infinitely large the world is, how much larger the universe is, and how much greater my God is than that. And then there’s me, watching the clouds billow in the summer sky as I float in an above ground pool in a backyard. So seemingly small and insignificant in relation to everything else. And yet, among all of His creations, God also thought the world needed one of me too. He knit me together, knows the number of every curly hair on my head, and understands every thought and emotion that cascades through my body. He is privy to the hurricane inside of me while everyone else sees the calm in the storm. He loved me before I was born, and He knew everything I would ever do before I ever had the inclination to do it.

He knows the things that have broken me. He knows the things that have strengthened me. He has put words, and people, and books, and music, and art in my life to build me. He knows that I ache for the unconditional love that no one on earth is able to provide. And while I float on my back in the pool that man built, and look up at the skies that are stained with the colors of sunset, I see again and again the promise of forever in the presence of the God who can create such majesty.

“Live from the abundant place that you are loved.” -Lysa TerKeurst

Don’t be overwhelmed by the vastness of the universe, by the size of your life, or by your shortcomings in the face of everything. You have purpose, and that unconditional love that you are craving isn’t as impossible to find as you might think it is.

Live loved.

Until next time,

Jamie

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astrophotography // live loved