Life as I know it

Life as I know it

Hi punkins,

As promised, here I am – back at it on the blog and trying my best to figure my s#!t out. πŸ™‚ Does it really make it better if I use a hashtag and exclamation point in place of an h and i?? We all know what I mean and we are even more aware that I have a potty mouth, so who I am really trying to fool here, right? If you were previously unaware though, I cuss like a sailor… and I am not even gonna apologize to my mom and grandmother, because I think they were the ones that provided me with such an expansive, explicit vocabulary.

Anyway, there’s a point to my rambling today. I kinda thought it would be a little weird to just hop back into things without an update as to what I have been up to for the past 7 months.. yes, it has been that long, you don’t need to check. πŸ˜‰ so today’s post is pretty much just a recap of all of the happenings from that time frame. And for those of you that already know all of this, sorry I am a serial over-sharer and now you have to read about it all over again.Β And obviously just for kicks, I’m gonna link some cute things, because why not??

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Sweater | Denim Dress | Denim Dress (similar) | Boots

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Okay, here goes.

I graduated college (kinda)… and by kinda I mean that I am still technically in two labs, but on December 16th I will officially be done with my undergrad. To all of those that gave me grad gifts, I swear I didn’t pull a fast one on ya, I did walk across the stage in May (inside might I add.. not in the quad.. shout out Marc Johnson, still mad at you), I just have a few measly credits to finish up this semester, and then I’m really donezoooooo!!!

I spent most of my summer serving beverages to Reno’s finest. I met some pretty cool people and some very interesting characters at the same time. I also now know pretty much everything you could ever want to know about golf carts, IPA’s, greyhounds (the drink, not the bus), and the timing of a round of golf. Quiz me, I dare you.

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I worked pretty much every weekend, but when I did make my way out, I sure did have some fun. Honestly I think this may have been the most fun summer I have ever had. I was exhausted pretty much at all hours of the day, but the nights out and 2 am returns home were worth it (right Brittany? ;)) I also slept a lot.. but you’re only 22 once, so I needed to do T-Swift proud and really do it big this year. Also, on that note, I spent my 22nd birthday karaoke-ing to “22” by Taylor Swift, so it really could not have gotten much better than that.

You may not care about this part, but just a few humble brag moments because it’s the little things in life. πŸ™‚ I have adopted a very extensive skincare routine and can almost guarantee that I will not have a wrinkle before the age of 50 (Word to the wise – WEAR SOME SUNSCREEN DAMMIT). My credit score went up because I finally realized that racking up credit card debt was probably not the best way to spend my early 20’s. Aaaaand I signed up to take the GRE next month so I can apply to grad schools. So if I never report back on how I did, just assume it went terribly and send well wishes for my inevitable mental breakdown. πŸ™‚

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Moving on..

I spent a quick 46 hours in Las Vegas, and let me tell ya.. VEGAS WON. Not only did I lose each and every battle while there, I lost the gosh dang war too. It was fun though. I also made it to Huntington Beach with the family (probably one of my favorite places). This trip looked a lot different than the Vegas one, but fun nonetheless. Side note: I had to buy a brand new suitcase while there because I shopped so much (yikes).Β  I also realized on that trip that I want to live there, so if 15 of you want to split the rent for a studio apartment down there, hit a girl up. That’s the only way we are affording a living space in the California housing market, I promise you that.

Speaking of housing market, I am now the assistant to my dad for his real estate business. So if you are ever in need of someone to help you buy or sell a home in the Reno/Sparks area, shoot Jim an email at james.farley@bhhsdrysdale.com or visit his website (shameless plug right there) He knows his stuff and his assistant is top-notch. πŸ˜‰ Proud of you, padre!

But my Farley family assistant work does not stop there. I also have the great pleasure of being my brother’s subordinate at his engineering office. It is definitely not easy not calling him a douchewad every time he tells me to do something, but we are getting through it and being big kids while in the office. And while we are on the topic of Justin, and I am sure he is reading this part.. please propose to Hanna. <3

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K, back on track now.. I also spent the summer shoppingggggg. But the craziest part about working all of the time is that I didn’t have a lot of opportunities to wear all of my new purchases. For example, my employers probably would not have appreciated these cute new thigh-high boots, as if they would slow down my pace of work or something?? But anyway, I have a lot of cute clothes to share with you in the upcoming weeks, so I hope you enjoy.

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I think that’s how I am gonna wrap it up for this post. My hands are cramping and this was a doozy in general.. and who doesn’t love an abrupt ending?? (Me, that’s who – but I am learning to pick my battles) I have a lot of new post ideas coming your way and I hope you love them. Thanks for reading friends.

Xo, Ciera

SURPRISEEEEEE!!!

SURPRISEEEEEE!!!

Hi, hello, happy Thursday!!

That introduction seemed a little lackluster, but I’m not sure there is any great way to say “Hi, so sorry I have been M.I.A for the last 6 months, but here I am now, so hopefully you haven’t forgotten about me, and hopefully you’re ready to see my face again and thanks so much for being patient”?? If anyone knows a word that sums that all up, please pass the info along.. but for now, we will just stick with: SURPRISE, I’M BACK BABYYYYYYY. πŸ™‚

I posted my first real blog post on this day two years ago, so it kinda sorta, really a lotta bit felt like no better time than right this second to get this bad boy up. I keep it mostly short and sweet because words are hard, and there’s no pictures (ugh, who likes a novel without pictures? NO ONE). Regardless,Β keep on reading for somethin’ exciting.

I have had a lot of intentions to get the blog back up and running for a few months now, but life kinda got in the way. Essentially ya girl needed to make some monayyyy. Good news is that I did just that (and then I spent a very good portion of it, but is anyone really surprised by that???) But I also found myself in this new phase of life where I was literally terrified of everything that came along with making decisions. This summer, I suddenly became very aware that my time is money, and let me tell ya, this blog takes a lot of time (and money, and time as money, and money as time, ya know), and for some reason every time I came to my computer to type something, or scheduled blog pictures… it just seemed like a poor use of my time. (wowzers, how many more TIMES can I possible say ‘time”?) I couldn’t explain the feeling to you if I tried, but it almost felt like starting all over to me. Just the thought of getting this beast back up and running exhausted my brain and wallet all over again.

Where I am going with this rant? Couldn’t really tell ya, I like it to be a surprise to me too. πŸ˜‰

But then I got to thinking (which I do often), why can’t I make this fun again? Why can’t I just pick back up where I left off?Β  And after this very long-winded, dramatic thought process, I decided I have already laid the groundwork (past Ciera is so kind & helpful sometimes), so all I have to do is pick up where I left off, but be a little better this time around. Remember kids, you don’t always need to be the best, you just need to be better. I’m kidding (kinda) πŸ˜‰

So with all of that being said, here I am with The Devil Wears Rompers 2.0. I am still going to bring you winter trends, cute outfits, and extensive beauty routines, along with gift guides and terribly corny jokes, but it’s going to be new and improved… just like my newly cleaned hair after 4 days of not washing it (Sorry mom, dry shampoo just works so well). But anyway, hopefully you enjoyed this random breaking news and prettiest of pleases check back next week for some good content and me blabbering. ILY SO MUCH and thank you for coming right on back to read the 10% of my thoughts that I actually find appropriate enough to put on the internet.

Xo, Ciera

Just call me the comeback kid

Just call me the comeback kid

Well hello there,

HAPPY NEW YEAR PUNKIN BEARS!

I am finally back from the longest hiatus in what seemed like the history of ever. School got the best of me at the end of last semester (still got a 3.9 though so don’t you worry) and honestly writing blogposts sounded much less comforting than a couple hours of sleep. However, that’s beside the point now because I am back, and better than ever, babay. It feels a little weird coming back to write a blogpost, almost like I am starting over… but no better time to get a fresh start than now!

So obvi with the grand festivities of New Years Eve, comes the New Years Day giddy up. The first day of the year brings a new beginning and marks 1 of 365 in your life book (there are so many other clichΓ©s I could list here, but I will save us all the despair). So unless you ended up in jail on December 31st from going just a little too hard (which if you did, that is super cool that you are using your internet time to read my blog, ILY so much), you really have no excuse to make a change for the better.. So girls and boys, let’s talk resolutions.

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Photos by Ashlyn Moreno

Dress | Shoes | Clutch

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I am a major resolutioner (new year, same me.. making up words on the daily). And first on my resolution list should probably be to use less parenthesis in blogposts, but we will revisit that at another time. Whether you believe in the power of January 1st or not, setting goals is never seen as a bad thing. This new year celebration just gives you the perfect excuse to really hunker down and get to work. My advice to you is to set small goals, then big goals, then even gosh dang bigger goals than the ones you set before. And I would like to point out that no resolution is dumb (unless it is something like you want to experience getting attacked by an alligator.. that is just plain stupid).

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So in the spirit of you categorizing, prioritizing, and altogether just improving your life, I am going to share a few of my resolutions with you. πŸ™‚ Here’s hoping you all hold me accountable because ya girl needs the support.

  1. Write and publish AT LEAST two (yes, I said 2) blogposts each week. I will stick to this gosh dangit.
  2. Build my booty. I’m not really thinking Kardashian status, but you better believe I am going to squat and deadlift my way to a little more junk in the trunk.
  3. Be nicer to myself. It’s not always easy to be your own biggest fan and some days I will admit that I am much harder on myself than I should be.. but I am gonna be the nicest girl I have ever met.
  4. Be kinder to everyone for that matter. You know the saying, “throw kindness around like confetti”? Well guess what, I am going to straight up deck you in the face (nicely) with kindness confetti. We could all use a little more kindness. πŸ™‚
  5. Do one pull up.. yupp, you guessed it, still can’t do a pullup. Better luck this year.
  6. GRADUATE COLLEGE . OMG YES IT’S HAPPENING, PEOPLE.
  7. Get an internship – so if you know anyone in need of an addiction treatment services intern, hit a girl up. πŸ™‚
  8. Not eat peanut butter for every meal. Like not joking either.
  9. Have a sorta kinda semblance of some chiseled abs.. not like a 6-pack, but the kind of abs where if you squint both eyes, spin around 4 times, and blink really fast.. then you’ll see them.
  10. Last but not least, be the sassiest, kindest, funniest, and most well-dressed version of myself for the coming year.

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These aren’t all of my resolutions, but a girl can only reveal so many secrets about herself. πŸ˜‰ Anyway, I hope that 2019 is the best year yet and everything you set out for it to be. Make those resolutions, change for the better, and let’s hope I get less sappy by my next post. Thanks for coming back and reading once again, friends. Love you so much. <3

Xo, Ciera