The Month of Love.

Umm, let's just skip the chastisement for being the absolute worst blogger ever mmkay?! So it's like a week until the day of love (where does the time go y'all for real!) As to be expected, I'm single as F but it's all good because hello #treatyoself! (can I get a what what?!) Even though I won't be cuddling anyone but myself this year, I still love love. I have the best family in the world to be so grateful for and my friends are the greatest ever and I know the good Lord always is looking out for me and sending all kinds of love and blessings my way on the daily! Who knows, maybe my little crush will decide to get his crap together and be bold. For my life right now, this is my dating/love mantra via buzz feed:

Now whether you're married, dating, or single let's keep the L-O-V-E alive this February yo! Besitos y'all!

And a legacy lives on.

If I could name 3 things I love (aside from the ever so cliche family and church stuff which are so obviously numero uno priotities) they would be food, sleep, and music (even though shopping will too often surpass sleep or food...#anniversarysale) in no particular order. Music can be heard coming from mi casa during most of my waking hours. I pretty much love it all with the exception of country...gag me! As most human beings, I love me some MJ and remember shedding tears with my mom in the parking lot of Trader Joes when I heard the news of his passing. I still play my MJ cd (old school is cool sometimes) in my car even though it's skipping in the worst way and I should just play it on my iPod but can't bring myself to do it. While reading a blog, I stumbled upon this beauty of a man named Austin Brown. He already had my heart for having impeccable man style and looks that could melt me to the floor but then he had to go and be MJ's nephew. Being me, I had to listen to his music video and died of its sheer perfection, his sweet dance moves and that voice. I give you Mr. Austin Brown:

 How many men can make a sweater look this good? (Not counting Bill Cosby)

 Vintage man styling done so right

Ah, this outfit slays me dead in the best possible way!

Watch it, collect yourself and repeat. 

Goals after this: attend his concert, meet him and consider offering him my wifey material resume. #doingMJproud

Teach me how to swim.

It all started with my July issue of glamour magazine. I got it the day I left on vacay but left it in Utah. Upon my return, I saw said magazine but was distracted by other things (read: food) and but off reading its glossy pages for a few days. While drying my nails, I saw said magazine and casually flipped through until I discovered a small photo of ridiculously attractive shirtless men on the edge of a pool. A few pages, my wildest dreams came true and photos of said swimmers became a full page spread. After collecting myself, I finished said magazine only to go search in my archives for Cosmopolitan's bachelor issue from 2011 to continue attractive manfest. After deeming most of said bachelors decent but not nearly as visually stimulating as the Team USA swimmers, I once again returned to the glamour magazine. After another session of mangawking, one thing lead to another and I was googling the USA swim roster, which lead to google searches, twitter perusing and youtube viewing #rutroh. My personal favorite is Mr. Ryan Lochte with Cullen Jones in a close second. I'm pretty sure Ryan and I would be good friends for multiple reasons. Our mutual love of fashion, sttractive cars, heated pools and love of rap music. When I read that not only is his favorite rapper Lil Wayne as well (though I love Drake almost as much who Ryan has met...jeals) but his dog is named Carter after him. If that isn't love, I don't know what is. Feast your eyes on this #mancandy...

 Hi, my name is Ryan. I have nice arms and make this shirt look real good and the USA has never looked better on anyone and I can smoulder like whoa.

 I die for any boy with dimples period but add a rockstar smile, perfect teeth, hot body AND a face that attractive and I'm nearly dead.

 Why yes, I'm rocking a grill in my mouth. Thanks for noticing. Since when do grills look this good on people for real?

 I die over his man fashion. Skinny tie + whit shirt + studded suit = killed it.

Hey boy hey! Any man who can rock this style is worthy of my loving. #holla@yagurrrl

I'm pretty sure I'll be watching men's swimming during the Olympics this year to check out men if nothing else and to end in true "Reezy" fashion #jeah 

(In case you were put off by the title, I totally know how to swim but I'd be willing to learn 5 more times if Mr. Lochte were my teacher...wouldn't you?)

Hello Sir.

If you want to quit being a Smoky Smokerson and need a wifey, I am totally available for you. B. Davies can be put on hold until I see him next even though we're supposed to be creating a child sometime soon to add to my collection with Mabel Sexsmith...the conversations that I have with Senor Platanos. Homeboy be cray. I would totally marry him too but our children would be far too much for the world to handle. Also homemade anything beats buying it at the market. I have finally triumphed in making homemade rolls so I'm basically marriage ready now. I have a food baby from homemade enchiladas and the always delicious yogurtland and more homemade-ness is happening for dessert. Thank you pinterest for destroying my waistline.

And it was Love, Love, Love.

Despite being severely single, I love love. Valentine or not, I love this day. Since most of my loves aren't in Utah, I decided to have a "me" day. I went shopping and ate with me and had the best time delivering treats to people. The highlights would have to be finding a pair of jeans I'm pretty sure the fashion Gods made for my body (easier said than done), having my nephews talk my ears of by reliving our Christmas break in Wyoming, trying sushi for the first time, and taking one of my guy friends to get flowers between his dates. I love this day and I love y'all!