That girl with the blonde hair.

LADIES, you blew me away yesterday with the love, support and just overwhelmingly sweet words you left for me. The emails, messages and tweets - I can not thank each and every one of you for being so incredible. You all make this blogging thing ridiculously rewarding.

Today though, I have a slight issue... How the hell am I supposed to follow up such a blogging day? Usually I do tutorials on Thursdays but I've been so tied up in other (gettinwhittywithit) projects that I completely forgot to plan a tutorial for this week. I joked on Twitter yesterday that I was going to do a tutorial on how to open a box of wine, which I actually considered after the feedback I got, but I was sipping from one of those big bottles yesterday and didn't have a box on hand.

And so, I've decided to do another installment of if you really knew me because they're fun, I'm really weird, and I actually love reading other people's if you really knew me posts.

I love hearts. This may come as a shock to you, or not at all if you haven't visited my latest blog design. 

I used to be that obnoxious girl who dotted her "I"s with hearts.

I drink just about everything with a straw. Even chardonnay - when it's in my Tervis. 

                                                                         

I've been compared to these two chicks since American Pie (the original) and Dawson's Creek. 

Once Tara Reid went all Lindsay Lohan in this bish I kind of despised this comparison. 

When my face gains weight - I can usually see the Michelle Williams/Jen comparison. Now that she has no hair I don't really get this as much anymore - hallelujah! 

I have two tattoos. 

This one you see to the left is on the side of my right hip and is my favorite tat-child. It's a Dave Matthews Band lyric - if you didn't know. I got it about 2 years ago. 

My other is a small heart on my wrist. I got it when I was 19 and I almost passed out when I was getting it done.

PS. I'm terrified of needles.

I also have my belly button pierced & am convinced my stomach looks weird without it.

Growing up, my evil dance teacher used to always make comments to me on how far apart my eyes are... It's been an insecurity ever since. 

Photos like this make me cringe because I feel like maybe she was right. Maybe I do have creepy lizard eyes?

I Google everything.

Seriously everything.

I actually enjoy the taste of beer.

Once at a bar, a drunk woman was making fun of me to my best friend (not knowing she was my friend) saying that she was having a blast watching "that little blonde" pretend to like beer. People suck. :)

Fall beer is my all time favvvv type of beer.

I didn't like beer until I went to Florida State... a couple of parties with kegs of Natty Light and I was hooked. It was free booze, kay?

                                                                             

I'm Aunt Whitney to 4 kiddos but rarely get to see them because they don't live close. 

I'm not really a big fan of kids. They kind of scare me when they're really little... and then they grow up and get loud.

I do like the kids that say funny shit though. I'm always good for some unfiltered comments. 

And that's all I've got for you today, my loves. I'm outtie!