How to be Fabulous: Thoughts for 2012


There’s so many goals written for people in the month of January. Pens are out, lists are stuck to the bulletin board and gym memberships sky-rocket in popularity. This year, I don’t want any crazy goals to give my rear some umph in January only to be discarded by Feb 1st.

Here’s 5 things I really want to do, that involve the things that are already a part of my life, the people I love, the habits I have established. I’m not a witty person, nor do I have a fabulous sense of humor, but I am passionate about what I love, and can tell you them straight up.

1. Stop and… Stomp in more puddles. Listen to the Wind in the trees. Bake some cookies for my man. Give my sister a hug. Tell my Mom that she’s amazing. Send a text to a friend with love. Wiggle my toes in sand. Play the piano more. Pull a prank.

2. Share more of Me. It’s hard for me to be open and vulnerable about my life. This must go. I want to stand confident in who I am as a Christian and how that impacts everything in my life.

3. Take Time for Retreat. Introvert? Yes, I am. But I LOVE people – go figure. In order to really thrive and dream and get inspired- I need a day a month to just think. Think, pray and refocus.

4. Save some girls. I try to help girls who are targets for human trafficing. That’s all I’m gonna say. But this year, I want to make a difference.

5. Get my first kiss. 2012 baby. Bring it on. One man, and only one will get to enjoy these lips;P

Photo Credit: Bianca Jade, my second shooter and friend

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January 19, 2012
  1. Ashley says:

    Thank you for making it so that the full post appears in my feed reader! I really appreciate it.
    I would have never guessed that you’re an introvert. We met a while back and I thought you had a lovely, outgoing personality. Not that there is anything wrong with being an introvert (which I most definitely am), but I guess I never would have labeled you as such. 🙂

    • christa says:

      I’m a good faker ;P But I definitely thrive when I get lots of time alone. Not to say, however, that I do LOVE people. Quite addicted to them in fact, particularly meeting new people. Guess what I’ve discovered is- you can totally be out-going but still find your “soul refreshment” when you’re alone 🙂

  2. Kayla says:

    Christa!Ok, I’m on official creeper, I googled you to view your photography website (I check ET every morning!) and your photo blog came up…and..CONGRATULATIONS! I’m really excited for you! I’ve been reading your blog since I was 15 (Holy pete, I’m a grown up now! It hasn’t quite sunk in yet!)
    I hope you’ll post pictures of your wedding, especially your dress and your ring, and if you want to post a sappy love story that would be fine too ;P
    Happy 2012, God Bless You!!
    -Kayla

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