Last Saturday, Vanessa and James got married! It’s wierd to think that they are finally married. They are such incrediable people. James is such an inspiration to my spiritual life and Vanessa was one of the first people in Teen Council to really befriend me. We hung out all the time in high school and was the reason why I truly want to become a Reyes. Well, she isn’t technically a Reyes anymore, but still one at heart. Like me. :]
The wedding was so great. I had such a great time… and it was such a beautiful day.
I am surrounded by such beautiful people. :]
Can’t forget the freeze frame high five from the secondary sponsors!
I got a little inspired yesterday. I was looking on instagram, and while looking at all of the amazing pictures my friends have, and the cool lives they all lead, I wanted to make something using pictures and crafts. Two of my favorite things. Besides, I love stalking people to see what awesome things they do. ;)
I recently bought these muslin bags and have been dying to do something with them.
I went on my friend’s instagrams…. (Melinda, Katrina, Angelica… I’m looking at you!) and used their pictures for backdrop for the bags. I also found some on Pinterest and etsy. I printed them on t-shirt Iron-on paper and cut them out.
Make sure you check the box for Transfers before you print or else it will be backwards when you put them on!
Iron them on…
….and viola! ready for anything your pretty little heart desires. Secrets, treasures, small keepsakes, and whatever else you can think of! I really want to use these for a giveaway for my wedding. :]
As you can see, I went a little crazy making them.
I used it as the finishing touch for Melinda and Eddies’ Baby Shower gift. I used a picture that they took together.
When we were young, Melinda, Devyn, and I would ride our bikes in our neighborhood. In addition to playing in the tree house our Dad built, our other favorite pastime was riding our bikes down Green Valley Rally (Our coined nickname to this small hill near our house). Visiting there this past Easter, I realized how big our imaginations were to call a small piece of cement such a loving nickname as “Green Valley Rally”. It’s a lot smaller than I remembered.
We would race down the hill on basically anything: our new razor scooters, hand-me-down bikes, skateboards, or our roller blades. This post brings me back to brighter times. When things were simple and life was fun and exciting. All we were worried about at the time was who would pass the finish line at the bottom of the hill first.