Polka Dots: It’s an Illness

I have a crazy, sick addiction to polka dots. And by that I mean that I own shirts, pants, shorts, shoes, and headbands in said pattern and when I say shirts, I mean over ten, potentially over fifteen but I’m scared to count and see the actual results. Also my bedding is polka dotted. (By this point in the post I’m sure you’re thinking that I’m crazy and my grammar is seriously questionable.) Anywho, I think the fact post that I did yesterday made me feel like oversharing but this is going somewhere I swear. To me, polka dots are perfect for any situation and go with anything. They are classy without screaming, I’m trying really hard to look like I’m classy with a c and not a k if you catch my drift. I feel like every girl should have an adorable polka dot shirt that goes with anything from a pencil skirt to skinny jeans and transitions from day to night. It’s all about the basics and what is more basic than a shirt with dots right? Polka dots are the best way to take an outfit from boring to fabulous in one simple piece. Whether it’s tops, bottoms, shoes, or accessories, you are sure to make a statement!





The Facts of Me




Today I am linking up with Whitney at I Wore Yoga Pants to Work, mainly because I do wear yoga pants to work (a lot), but also because I figured someone may like reading some random facts about my life. Maybe? I love learning about other people by creeping on some blogs so let’s send the stalking both ways, shall we? Here we go…
The Facts of Me


I love food- I love cooking it, I love eating it, and I’m impartial to the whole cleanup process. Chances are if you hang around here long enough, you will see some recipes that I create in my oh so spacious dorm room. Also, if you follow me on instagram you are likely bombarded on a daily basis by food pics.

I am allergic to onions- I figure this flows from the loving food. This is a recent, yet tragic development that occurred three years ago out of the blue and makes me an extremely sad panda. Mostly because I cannot eat onion dip of French Onion Soup.

I went to the same school for twelve years- My parents decided that private school was the way to be early on and so began my long and interesting relationship with my elementary/middle/high school. Basically I have known everyone I graduated with since they had bowl cuts (fun times).

I’m a nanny- I have been nannying the same family for a year and a half. It’s been real crazy but I love it.

Whenever I come home from college, I must eat at Pei Wei– My friends make fun of me but I dare you to eat Pei Wei and not want to go back. I love Chinese food so it’s a must.

I have a weird thing with chicken- I love chicken, don’t get me wrong but dark meat chicken scares me to my core. Hence the Pei Wei, they only use white meat. I also am constantly convinced that my chicken is undercooked/diseased/possessed. My family always jokes that they will buy me a chicken thermometer but they still haven’t come through (I know some of you read this). Also have an issue with bananas because they are disgusting.

I can’t read directions- This is definitely something that I learned from my dad. Essentially, if I can’t push all the buttons and make something somehow work magically without knowing any steps or being able to recreate it, I’m not interested. Ikea is not my friend.

I am obsessed with Target- I could literally spend hours wandering the aisles and spend all my money when I just went for one thing. I love everything there and I’m not sorry about it.

I drive a mom car- I drive a Honda CR-V since my family assumed it would be the only car safe enough for my attention problems. Everyone in my circle of family and friends refers to my car as “Soccer Mom,” but her real name is Audrey. My family names cars (fact within a fact).

I am addicted to sarcasm- 90% of what comes out of my mouth is sarcasm and you either like it or you hate it. Most people just don’t understand sarcasm, tragically for them.

My dad has insane child insurance on me– I probably shouldn’t announce this on the internet but I think it is the funniest thing ever. Mostly because if I get abducted, my family gets put up in a five star hotel and gets to fly around in helicopters. Totally normal right? Also, if you ever bring it up to my mom, she cries. It’s really funny (sorry Mom).

I am loyal to a fault- I can make fun of my family and friends all day long but if someone else tries to, watch out. I love my friends like family and my family is the center of my crazy life. Chances are if you mess with either of them I will not be a happy lady but if you are nice to them, I will love you endlessly!


Hope you enjoyed this random collection of ideas!



2013-Did You Miss Me?

I’m making my foray back into blogger land after a long but necessary break. Between finals and working, there was no time for my favorite little spot on the internet and that left a hole in my whale-shaped heart. But, I’m back and ready to party. One of the main reasons that you do not see posts from me every day is that I’m not one to just post about something because I have to. I’m not going to write about what I did today if nothing happened, because honestly who cares? So, it’s all about quality over quantity over here peeps. On that note, another year has already come and gone. I feel like that one went way too fast? 2012 definitely had its ups and downs and left some great memories along the way. I finished my sophomore year and started my junior year in college and grew even closer to the hive-inducing graduation date. I spent the whole summer working in Nantucket for an awesome company and I loved it. And most importantly, I spend time with my family and crazy friends. They’re only crazy because they’ve stuck around with me this long (shoutout to you loves!) But in the end, I could not be more excited for 2013. I am declaring it the year of Katie and with some amazing things in the works, I think it will be great! I turn 21 in March, start my senior year of college, hopefully find an internship and place to live over the Summer, and plan to make lots of crazy memories along the way. I can’t wait to get this year started and make 2013 my bitch. Let’s go!


Cheers and hugs,