I'm Whitney, also known as Whit or Whitty.

Monday, 7 January 2013

Hey, my little poodles. Yep, that's a Honey Boo Boo reference for you to start off this little Monday and double yep, that means I spent far too long watching my favorite redneck trash last night. Holla.

Today I could do a weekend update but I think you all could probably take a good guess at what I did.

Wine, check. Beer, check, check. A little whiskey, check. Throw some champs in there, bada bing, bada boom. Weekend update.

Moving forward, I've noticed some new pretty faces over there to the right recently and I figure it's about time we take a little walk together and chat about who this crazy lush is.

I'm Whitney, also known as Whit or Whitty if we're on a nickname basis.

This is what I look like when I take #selfies on my iPhone.

Speaking of nicknames, I have a strange obsession with renaming the people I am close to and I feel nicknames say "hey friend, I like you". 

Example: Ty Ty, Samilicious, Brookie Pants, Helenaynay, Sexa Lexa.

I started this blog on a random day in April for no apparent reason and then I abandoned it for 3 months. The name was equally as random as the idea to start it up and other than the fact that it holds truth to my real life, I have no actual explanation for it. It's a little ridiculous and I guess that holds some truth to my real life as well.

Sometimes I get lost in my shirts when I get dressed.

See? Ridiculous.

I've lived a long life of blogging in the form of the Blogger equivalent to MySpace, LiveJournal. I documented a good portion of my teen life on good old "LJ", as us cool kiddos called it. Deep stuff, let me tell you.

My little fluffy nuggets are Ella and Sebby, they are both named after Disney characters because I am really a 5 year old living in a 25 year old's body. Ella is short for Cinderella and Sebby is short for Sebastian (yes, like the crab).

If you're rolling your eyes now, it's totally ok. I would too.

We are Florida State Seminoles and our blood is garnet and (sparkly) gold.

We also think that Gators smell like garbage. Jusssst kidding... a little.

See? I even hug Gators.

I keep things pretty light hearted around my little slice of the interwebz which is also how I like to keep things in my real life. I believe there's really no better feeling than laughing until you cry and I like to practice it as much as humanly possible. 

Same shirt... that's embarrassing. Fashion blogger, I am not.

Which is slightly humorous considering I have a bachelors in Fashion Design. FUN FACT!

I actually really enjoy cooking but I'll probably never post recipes here. Mostly because I could really just send you a link to whatever I've cooked and there's a good chance it's from Pinterest.

I really love being crafty but it's rare that I have time to actually sit down and do mind numbing crafts. However, I do like throwing together craft tutorial posts for le blogging purposes and you will see those around here from time to time.

I'm seriously addicted to Twitter and so I think you should go tweet me so we can be friends. Also, if you have an insider connection that can get me a verified account I'll shower you in compliments until the end of eternity.

Disclaimer: I tweet entirely too much about Chickfila Chicken Minis, Bagel Bites, my dogs, and Chardonnay.

Let's see... what else? Well, I really enjoy spicing up a good sentence with a little profanity from time to time and so I apologize in advance if that offends you. I'm a little blonde sailor when I get excited. Whoops.

One time I was out gallivanting around with some of my friends and I was wearing some heels fit for a hooker, after a few vodka sodas I ended up taking a tumble. I stuck the landing like a champ and for that I wasn't nearly as embarrassed as I should have been. There may have even been an applause or two (could have been me doing the applauding).

Moral of this story, the question "what's your most embarrassing moment" is always a really hard one to answer because I don't get embarrassed all that easily. Also, I'm a really clumsy person. None of my outfits are complete without a bruise or two.

Well, I think I should probably wrap this up right about now.

Big thanks to you pretty new faces popping in around here and always thanks to those of you who have been here hanging out with me for a while.

See ya tomorrow, bunnies!

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I'm late to the party (again)...

Friday, 28 September 2012

Oh, hi there. Today you all are going to be like "WTF is wrong with this chick?". I'm about two weeks late and a lot of dollars short (whatever the hell that actually means) but I'm finally getting my little ass aboard Erin's, from Living In Yellow, 'I believe' link-up train. No time but the present, eh? Let's call it fashionably late. 

Sorry for missing your party Erin, next time don't start without me. Geeze.

I believe in anything and everything that sparkles.

I believe in 90's pop music.

I believe in acting as humanly cheesy as possible.

I believe that if you can wear yoga pants to work you should do it multiple times a week.

I believe that lime juice makes water far more enjoyable.

I believe in never putting your iPhone down. Unless you're in the pool or shower, or something.

I believe that playing old rap songs is the only proper way to prepare for a night out.

Source: iwastesomuchtime.com via Bianca on Pinterest

I believe that naked nails are sad nails.

I believe in smiling at strangers. It either makes their day or creeps them out. Win, win.

I believe in blonde highlights.

I believe in the Florida State Seminoles.

I believe in laughing until it hurts.

I believe in always accessorizing.

I believe in never giving up and always being accountable.

I believe chick flicks are good for the female's soul. 

I believe wine makes everything better. 

I believe in making faces when something is awkward.

I believe that no chore is executed correctly if you didn't dance during it.

I believe in carbohydrates. Lots and lots of carbohydrates. (suck it, Atkins)

I believe in keeping secrets.

I believe in life changing love.

I believe in taking chances.

I believe in doing what makes me happy and not worrying about what anyone else thinks.

I believe in making carpet angels.

I believe in spending multiple hours on Pinterest.

I believe in the person I have become.

I believe in foot popping kisses.

I believe in blogging about whatever you want to blog about.

I believe in best friends and soul mates.

I believe in overdoing it. 

I believe straws are the only way to drink all beverages.

I believe in staying true to myself.

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That girl with the blonde hair.

Thursday, 20 September 2012

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! 

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