my life and my song || bethany burt || just some stuff

 . b e t h a n y   b u r t . 
 

i love the smell of gasoline. 
and skunks. 
and permanent markers. 

my middle name is faith and i always used to just wish my name was faith and 
i could go by "faye" like liv tyler in that thing you do.
because i basically just want to be her. 

i quote movies on a daily basis. 
remember the titans is one of my all time favorite movies to quote. 
also, you've got mail. 

i hated mustard growing up. 
now i eat it any chance i get and adore wearing the color. 

i love marvel movies. 

i love musicals. 
and sometimes pretend that i'm a great musical actress. 

i love shopping at goodwill.
i think it's fun to wear boy clothes with floral leggings.
or weird tees with skirts. 

i just wish i never had to wear shoes. 
barefoot is best. 

i want to write some books. 

i want to teach a "love your husbands" bible study of some sort. 
i am incredibly passionate about women. and wives. 
and the learning God stuff. 

i've loved Jesus all my life. 
always have felt close to Him. 
i'm thankful for my childhood. 

true sacrificial living, Christ following, all in, surrendered life is new to me, though. 
it's thrilling and beautiful and sorrowful. 

i really like johnny cash and his life story. and his june. 
i'm just fascinated by him for some reason. 
ethan makes fun of his songs but i don't even care. 

october is my favorite month. 
i don't have a least favorite month. 
i love winter. 

my husband calls me his lily. 
he is also very romantic and charming. 
it's dangerous. 

i have three tattoos. 
i want more. 

i enjoy so much being self-employed. 
it really is the only thing that has made sense. 
and i'm thankful for a husband who likes risks and crazy living. 
he's fully self-employed with me and it's just glorious. 
it's definitely what God is asking of us. 

i've always wanted a house with floral wallpaper. 
i'm actually very old. 

i really love all the popular sayings these days
like
"all the feels"
"all the love"
"heart eyes"
and such. 
it's just fun. 
who thinks of this stuff! 

i feel most productive when i'm home working without pants on. 
pants just slow you down. 

i like to be silly and have fun. 
i'm responsible and i make wise choices. 
but i'm a freaking goof. 
i have a lot of joy. & it just comes out in silly, colorful ways. 

i had no idea how much i love surprises until i got married. 
ethan brought that out in me. 
something is coming for me tomorrow. 
he told me sunday. 
AND I CAN'T EVEN HANDLE THE WAIT. 
he's so good. 

i love working with women. 
i'm really into emotional portraits. 
i'm over the whole "modern boudoir" thing. 
i'll post more about what i mean on that later. it's really heavy on my heart. 
but i love women. 
i love the beauty we hold in our hearts, on our faces, in our eyes, in our character. 
and i really dislike the comparisons and the meanness. 
and the "kind-rude talk"
women are the best at this. and it's so awful. 
that's when you say mean things but you talk real nice, so it sounds OK. 

i love coffee. 
i've had the amount i allow myself in one week just today. 
it's just that spring was here and then it got cold again today. 
so i had to drink all the hot beverages. and coffee is the best type of that. 
so i had all the coffee. 

and i love hymns the most. 
they speak to my soul in the most punching, powerful, romantic, beautiful way.
i think of my mama singing to us as babies & kids.
and i'm so so glad she did. 

at home with bb || lunch time || busy boss girl meals.

i told ethan i'm tired of needing to eat all the time. 
he said i can thank eve for that. 
oh, he's always got the jokes. 
and we laughed and laughed. 

so. i've had all the coffee and i need to eat actual food now. 
but i'm busy. 
and have no time. 
the photos need to get done. 
the people are waiting. 
i feel like i can't move from my office chair. 
but i also like to eat. 

i just need to let you know something. 
TUNA IS AWESOME. 

if you don't like tuna, you probably suck as a person. 

favorite busy girlboss meal : 
tuna, mayo, spicy mustard. 
also, crackers. 
boom. 
you have lunch. 
it's easy. 
it's delicious. 
it has TUNA in it. so. 
you're welcome. 

let's also talk about how spicy mustard is from heaven. 
just gimme it all. 
you can use regular mustard if you're not into the spicy brown. 

i use my perfect little christmas tree bowls from my mom. 
it'll last in the fridge for a couple days if i don't eat it all.
but i usually do. unless i make double or triple. 

i don't measure. 
just spoon some mayo in there. 
mix it up. 
add mustard until you're happy. 
sea salt and fresh pepper. 

AND THAT'S LUNCH. 

also, i found my format cd today. 
 i'm really happy listening.
 and i'm reliving my funny young(er) life. 
i still love this music. 
i went through a break up to this cd. 
and then hated it, of course, for a while. 
and it makes me giggle now.
oh, dumb young bethany. 
that's cute.  

don't make the bed || rough pain day || thankful anyway || love burt living

mostly the reason i don't make the bed is because cat sleeps here. 

HOW CUTE IS SHE. 
GOSH. 

she just gets it. 

i don't have any type of system. 
i thought i did but as i age i'm realizing that i'm an actual mess. 
i drive my husband nuts because i have no systems. 
but the way i do things makes sense to my brain. 
which is probably terrifying. 

my work computer desktop makes people crazy. 
not just my husband. 
i look at them like they are crazy. 
but they are starting to outnumber me. 
so now i'm second guessing the way i do everything. 
maybe systems aren't the devil. 
maybe they make sense sometimes. 
they seem less stressed because of their weird systems. 
but, eh. whatever. i'll start tomorrow. 

i'm not a person who either makes the bed or doesn't.
again, another not system. 

sometimes cat and i are about to make the bed. 
but it looks so cozy and messy we just jump on in and nap. 

and then sometimes i love to make the bed and then drink coffee
and cuddle with blankets on top of the clean, nice and neat made bed. 
and also sometimes i feel like responsible adults should just make the bed. 
and sometimes we have company. 
and sometimes it's nice to have things clean and orderly. 

today is not one of those days. 

today is a rough pain day. 
ethan is so good to me and made me all the coffee this morning. 
he helped me dress and helped me walk. 
it sucks and is so confusing to have such a weak, hurting body. 
i cannot even strength to move myself. 
and, it's quite unexplainable. 
hich is the absolute hardest part. 

he took me to the chiro and i had to have more x-rays and adjustments done. 
my poor, weak body. 
start the violins. 
if you want to add me to your prayer list that'd be AWESOME. 
it's hard for me to explain and it's hard for people to understand because
i look so "normal". but my body is riddled with pain. 
and has been for over 12 years. 

it's OK though. God is good! 
and i've come to find that my pain is quite the blessing. 
just, sometimes it feels too much for me to handle.

so today is a messy bed day. 
i won't get a lot done. 
i'll be weak around the house and wish i could be productive. 
wish i was normal. 
be curious of why all the pain. 
and remember that in all things we can bring glory to God. 
so i will suffer and be confused. 
but i will praise His Holy Name. 

i will rest and be thankful. 
cat doesn't leave my side when i'm hurting bad. 
she gets it. 
and she loves well. and cute. 
so we'll nap together on this messy love burt bed. 

my heart is so full. 
i am so grateful. 
this wave of heavy pain will pass and i'll be back to my normal type of daily pain. 
which i long for on these worse days. 
 i'll get work done again. 
 i'll unpack and do laundry. 
 be able to curl my hair again. 
and prepare meals. 

and my husband will kiss me and call me his lovely bride. 
and cat will be fluffy and sweet. 
i'll listen to worship music as tears stream down my face. 
my God loves me and is so so beautiful. 
one day i'll be Home. 
so i can get through the bad days. 

winter engagement & snowboarding adventures || Rose Colored Glasses Photography || love intensely || wedding photographers

now that it's starting to be springtime and everyone's happy, 
i thought it would be a great time to revisit the coldest day ever. 
with our friends cubby & steph. 

we all love adventure so we packed up the car
(our super tiny car. sorry about that, by the way, friends)
and we drove five+ hours to devil's head resort in wisconsin. 

it was incredibly fun!
and i'm not joking about the cold. 
it ended up being 7 degrees with a windchill of -15 on the slopes! 
we're all nuts. 

but they braved the cold and we had a fantastic engagement session! 
we left the car running heat a-blazing, ran out like crazy people, stopped, 
they started all the cute and romantic sweetness, and we photographed. 

i love the results. and i hope you do, too! 

cubby & steph.

the no make up series || we made it! well, kind of. || bold. brave. naked faces.

we are at the end!! 
today marks forty days. 
we can all put the make up on tomorrow! 
we're all shouting and dancing in our bathrooms. 
hold all of our mascara and apologizing for leaving them behind for so long. 

some of us cannot wait to wear make up every day again. 
that is okay. 
and some of us may bare our naked faces more and more and leave the mascara behind for good
and that is also okay. 

this point of this fast was not to make women not wear make up again. 
it was to truly reflect on why we wear make up, 
reflect on who we wear make up for, 
why it makes us feel a certain way, 
and to cleanse our hearts and find our true identity in Christ. 
as daughters of the one true king! 

thank you for following along! 
if you loved it and wish to do a fast please tell us! 
we'd love to hear from you. 
i'd also love to help you do a fast of your own so please contact me anytime! 

here we go. one last time.
reflections from week five : 
 

So, I feel like I'm the one who ultimately failed this make-up fast. Which I do feel bad about because I absolutely understand Bethany's heart and purpose behind doing this fast. It was such an honor that she asked all of us to be a part of it.

Please know that true beauty is not defined by the clothes you wear, how much you weigh, or how much make-up you apply. Your worth is found in Christ! He sees you and knows you. There is nothing greater than experiencing His grace and love!

If you struggle with wearing make-up all the time and feel that you are defined by it, then doing a fast is so beneficial. A forty day journey is just what you need! (Even if you don't make it the full 40 days! I'm truly amazed that I made it 26 days, folks!)

You will learn things about yourself you never knew. It allows you to reevaluate what is most important in your life. You will also find that God is always there, holding your hand, and saying that what the world defines you as is NOT what matters. He accepts you. He loves you. He sees the entirety of your beauty. That is enough!

-Colie


I miss concealer.
I really hate pimples.
Especially pimples women get around mother nature's visit.
HORRIBLE.
Pretty sure I resemble a pepperoni pizza.


The further I get into this fast, the more I miss my make up. Bad.
I want to feel pretty.
Like really pretty.

 I've been having a really hard time with my eating disorder in addition to the fast.
And it's not making this fast easy.

But one day at a time.
One.
Day.
Then it's the next day.
And the next.

But I'm needing faith.
And prayers.
And husband's kisses.

He's so good to me.
He helps me through all of this eating disorder hurt and bad stuff.
I really picked a good one.

So today, I am thankful for my husband.
Cause that's what I need to focus on.
Blessings.
Cause today's weather was beautiful.
And my husband and I got to eat together for lunch.
And we get to spend the rest of our evening together with our monster fat fat fat dog.

It's going. Gotta stay strong.

Game face.

cheyanne. 

Now that we are 36 days in to this challenge I feel entirely different. I have shed all those feelings of self doubt that were there at the beginning of this. I truly feel that I see myself through a different lens.  I no longer take my Sunday Selfie and think "geez, I'm gonna need about 500 of these to find the right one, where i dont look quite so awful".  There is an amazing, freeing self confidence that has happened during these days. This,world, is me! This is the me that no longer needs any shield to shine on out and be me for everyone to see.  I am proud to be me and
proud to own this face and all the features that make me me.  This week, I took the time to see myself in my children. The parts of me that I have passed on.... The wrinkle of a nose, dimples when smiling, a pointed "are you serious" look, freckles, nose shape, eyes squinting in concentration. There are so many parts of me written on each of my children. And the truly beautiful, humbling, surreal part is that in perfect harmony with the me in them is the equal marks of their daddy. This. This perfect merging of us created these beautiful little creatures who are so clearly ours.  There isn't anything in the world that makes me prouder of my face in all its naturalness than to see it reflected back in my children.  That phenomenal beauty makes me the proud bearer of ALL that is me. My children, the big part of my legacy, are my own self so purely and beautifully reflected back to me. This realization alone and the amount of pride this realization has given me made every second of this challenge worth it.  Incredibly thankful and grateful and humbled by the way this has changed me for the better. Bringing a deep pride and peace and self love that was not there before.  LIFE AND SOUL CHANGING. - kate. 
 

We've all done it. You know... I know you know. Finding the right lighting, taming the fly aways, choosing a direction to look, which smile...perfecting "the face" for the "perfect" selfie.

Yep. How many pics does it take to get "the one" - the one that goes out to the world?

We live in a selfie crazed world. They're all over...Twitter, Facebook, Instagram. I'm not pointing fingers, I'm guilty. It took me more than one (more like, more than 10) pics to get the one to submit for this posting.

Who even coined the term "selfie"?!? It's all about image.  We want the world to see us a certain way - the perfect way. Who wants to see our ugly days? Who wants to see the blemishes, the untamed eyebrows....who really wants to see the real us?  We stage this perfect picture, open an app, add a filter, and make tiny adjustments until it looks just right and then click the arrow and it's posted. It's out there. We're out there...well this "perfected" image of us is out there.  This doctored up, covered up, filtered to death photo is out there for all to see.  But who is the person underneath all that filter?

When it comes down to it, we can paint ourselves up for millions of strangers who happen upon this posted "perfection," but WHO is the person underneath? We can only hide our true and natural selves for so long from those around us - from those who we do life with.

We can't and never have been able to hide ourselves from our creator. HE made us in HIS image. An image that is perfect without all the filters, paint, and hashtags.

This week, even with blemishes, I walked with confidence. A confidence that I've gained through this fast. I've been able to see my naked face as something that's a perfect gift - made for me. No one else has my nose, my eyes, or the little mole on my cheek. HE sees me for who HE created me to be.

#nofilter yourself. - alicia. 

After spending this entire week on a missions trip in NYC, I was reaffirmed about what I have been learning on this 40 day journey. This would be that there is so much more to life than looks. It took talking to a homeless person to realize the true riches in life are your relationships, with God and people. Are you loving to people? Do you pursue a relationship with Jesus? Are you dedicated to showing Him to others? This is what truly makes you beautiful. Pursue true beauty, everything else will leave you empty and hopeless.

molly.


well this is the last week. 

during the 40 days there have been days that i really felt i needed make up. 
but i've done the fast before and i'm more used to pushing through so i did it again. 
absolutely no make up. not even a little bit. for forty straight days. 

the hardest days were my serious pants works days. 
we shot one wedding, two engagement sessions, a few boudoir sessions and a couple babies but they don't care because they are babies. we've booked three weddings, so we had meetings with really cute new couples and i had a bare face with pimples and tired eyes. i've had coffee meetings and met with some business people in danville for some of the work my husband does. i felt like a little girl who wasn't allowed to wear make up.
and i felt like i did not look professional. but i also felt like it shouldn't matter. and i'm finding confidence in that. plus i've always been a girl who does what she wants. so that attitude works in my favor here. 

my husband has thanked me several times throughout the 40 days for not wearing make up. this has been a dream come true for that crazy man. (i adore and sometimes dislike this about him). i told him today that he knows i'm going to wear mascara tomorrow, right? and he rolled his eyes and said no please. ;) 

i already know how i will move forward from this because i have done it before and had my huge heart and life change. i will wear mascara when i feel like i want to or am having a night out or fancy meeting. but also maybe not. my clients haven't cared about me wearing make up. they know my wearing make up has nothing to do with my ability to produce photos for them. i know my husband prefers me without it and i have grown to love myself and appreciate the way god made me. which is exactly what i prayed about when i did this fast.

sometimes mascara is just fun, tho. so i will still use it.
i don't use any other face make up because i know it's mostly poison.
i will be researching brands and finding truly appropriate companies and might consider some blush. i do love lip stuff and mascara so i will be buying organic from now on. 

i'm mostly just so excited that other women decided to do this with me! 
i don't care if they made it the full 40 days. they made it 10 or 30 or 40 days and i'm proud of them. this is really hard. once your mom finally let's you start wearing make up in the 8th grade for that dance, we just turn into make up monsters. and i get that. but sometimes, just sometimes, i want us to dig deeper. and bare it all. and fast a little. realize that we don't need. it shouldn't control us. and we should know who created us. we are loved, valuable, beautiful women. and make up doesn't make us that way. we already are that way. 

bless each and every one of you women who did this fast with me. thank you. 
and i can't wait to fast from something else in the future and challenge women to do it, too! 
 

girl boss || bethany burt | wedding photographer | business owner | doing boss stuff

it's a weird rainy kind of day. 
the weird rainy kind of day that makes you want to stay in bed.
but once you're actually up, you're like yeah! this day rocks and i'm going to own it. 
it's like a happy french kind of rain. 
like it's supposed to be rainy. 
it's romantic and grey. 
it's sweet smelling with the promise of springtime. 
and my office is a coffee shoppe. 

 

i pick out my favorite table. 
with the gorgeous bow tie details
i set all my stuff up just so. 
my notebook and a reading book. 
my laptop. 
my latte. vanilla today. 
and of course, a blueberry muffin. 
and i get to work. 

it's really fun being in real, grown-up clothes today. 
out in public, and being a boss. 

i had a meeting. 
and now i have one hour before book club and an if: table meeting. 
then i will have to be home to edit, edit, edit. 
deadlines, people. 

working for myself is great. 
except for when my boss is being a real b*%ch.

see, i'm my boss and i'm my employee. 
and lately, they haven't been getting along. 

my boss has ridiculously high expectations and is unrealistic and mean. 
and my employee is lazy and just wants to forget about work. 
and not wear pants. 

it's really difficult to balance my life. 
i'm a people pleaser. 
and an over-committer.
i say yes to everything. 
and then struggle to do any of that, well. 

thankfully, not in my actual picture/editing work. 
and i'm really proud of that. 
i just struggle in my personal life. 
because i want to do it all

then i'm a disappointment. 

so this year i am trying to be more realistic. 

my boss is trying to relax a bit, thankfully. 
she's a real maniac. and doesn't know how to schedule or time manage. 

and my employee is trying to put on big girl pants, and pants at all, and do the hard work. 

i love hard work. 
i really do. 
but i also need a break. actual productive time off. 
as in taking the time off and enjoying the time to the fullest. 
instead of forcing time off but carrying around the weight of my work and stress and failings around with me 
the entire time. 

it's also hard to do a job that others don't take seriously. 
"don't you just have a camera and have fun all the time" 
well. kind of. and also, no. not at all. 
i've always waited for the approval of others, or certain people i thought for some reason were like the people who could determine if my work or life was successful or correct. 

but i'm three years in. 
and this is it. 
i am a business owner. 
i am a girl boss. 
and so far, i'm actually pretty good at it

i do know that i need my husband and our tax lady (bless her soul) 
and my business advisor (which is also my husband)

but other than that, i'm running this thing. 
and i'm kind of winning. 

it's thrilling. 
it's terrifying. 
it's extremely fun. 
it's all creative and all exactly what i love to do. 

and for the hard business stuff that no one wants or likes to do, i have help. 

i'm extremely thankful. 
and i know how blessed i am to do this as a career. 

i'm thankful for that night four years ago when ethan told me that i can do this. 
that we can do this. 
and he felt convicted to buy me a camera. 

god can lead you to business own.
he can lead a silly girl with a camera who has no idea what she's doing. 
he can bless you with legal people who are brilliant who can make sure you're doing well. 
he can lead your husband to quit his job and pursue this full time together, even when it's terribly
scary to be the man and provider and not know when or if the money is coming in. 

and it's incredibly awesome to be a girl boss. 
i am free to schedule my work week as i need and as i see fit. 
we work almost all weekends, too. 
and i realize after two years that i haven't actually scheduled work. 
like everyone else has work days, and time off days, or make up days or overtime days. 
so i am going to girl boss my life and get things in better balance. 
i'm excited.
excited. 

i also know god has blessed me with this full time because he has other work for me to do.
that includes if : danville. 
and if : tables. 
and empowering women. 
and buying them coffee and listening to their hearts. 
and loving their children. 
and feeding the hungry. 
and helping the homeless. 

being available. 

but in order to be available. truly available, i have to balance and schedule better. 
so that my boss can relax and my employee is happy to work hard when it's work time. 

here's to business owning year three. 
let's be awesome. 
and get sh*t done. 

what i love this week || currently some stuff that i'm crazy about and some things that have happened \ march twenty fifteen.

as soon as a writing is ready to come out
it's like an explosion of happy and anxiety in my body.
it moves me in a really ungraceful way around my house. 
i brush my teeth and grab my robe and rush out to the office. 
i touch the electric kettle on my way out so the water can boil
and i can make a cup of v-drip coffee. because i'm fancy. 

i get out to the office and i start up my computer. 
i pretend it's a vintage typewriter and i get to work. 

it's a darling typewriter and i'm also in paris and there's fresh pale pink flowers on my desk
and the tallest windows ever are open and i can hear the people outside and smell bread. 

but really it's a darling little office in danville, illinois. 
it's cold out here because the builders built this room on later and thought it'd be cute
to forget the vents and heat and stuff. 
and it'll forever be better than paris because my charming husband is sleeping in our bed
with our cat either at his feet or on his chest. 
he'll have a pillow over his face because he's a weird human. 
and as soon as he wakes he will be out here to greet me as his
"beautiful wife" and we'll embrace.

so the only way any of this would be better is if we actually both went to paris.
obviously. 

but, back to work. 

there are so many things to say about this week! 
i'm stupid excited to share. 


things that happened or just are or stuff about ethan or things that i feel currently :

i moved this cute bench to the end of our bed. 
it's just delightful and i don't know why i haven't had it there all this time. 

a dear friend (that i've never met in person but adore all the same) 
sent me the kindest and BEST gift box this week in the mail.
the two cutest shirts i could ever own now and a fantastic book written by her mother about christian womanhood,
that i cannot wait to dive into,
and a hand written card with pure gold inside that she has written with her heart. 
just for me. because god told her i needed it. 
she obeyed. 
and i was blessed. 

next,
i have asked someone to be my newest mentor. 
phew. 
this was a heavy but cool one. 
i've never asked someone to be my mentor. 
mentors have just happened to me, for me. in the perfect time. 
i am endlessly thankful for who i consider to be my two women mentors. 
but they are both far away now. 
I can visit them, plan to, would love to, and they visit back here and it is always grand. 
to hug them, share in tea and talks with them. 
they still bless me from far away but i.need.in.danville. 
this is my life now, this is my place. 
i've felt sorry for myself long enough, i pursued my mentor this time. 
i need new people to surround myself with. 
and i found one that is to be my mentor. 
i asked her. 
it was cute and fun and we joked that it was like asking someone to go steady with me. 
or that we needed to sign some papers. 
she's just the best and i've prayed about this and about her. and i just knew. 
so i was relieved when she was thrilled and said yes. 
and it means the most to me that my husband agrees and approves. 
he's just the guy i respect the most and
so when he thinks i'm doing something awesome it assures me. 

then, dinner and game night with my parents. 
what fun! 
we had my mom and dad over last night. 
ethan helped clean up the house. bless his beautiful, sexy pants soul. 
i made green chili chicken enchiladas, the incredible recipe from my sister in law. 
and brownies for game time. 
we prayed and ate and talked and shared. 
then we gamed. 
i always seem to forget just how competitive i am until ethan points out that i'm pretty vicious to him during game time.
i would say i'm sorry but it will just happen again. and he knows it.
i come to win. and don't you cross me.  
it's cute tho, right? 

we gamed and laughed and i'm thankful for parents who will come visit us in our home and 
love on our cat and enjoy in food and fellowship with us. 
dad got seconds on the meal. and that's just about the best praise you can get. 

i had breakfast with a friend in my home this week too. 
she's a another darling woman i am blessed to have in my life. 
i made blueberry pancakes with sausage and fruit and pomegranate juice.
we talked about how she's about to become a wife. 
she's looking for a home with her guy. 
we love them. 
we're also their photographers so extra special and all the teary happy emotions. 
at their engagement session they paused for a moment to say "how does it feel to know what if you weren't our photographers you'd be in our wedding?"
and i cannot even tell you.
i did hold it together but i wanted to fall apart.
we have become so close to this couple. it's just beautiful.  


ethan and i shared a plate of these most awesome food
this week on our day in indy. 

and i decided something. 
food is absolutely a best part of living. 
food and fellowship. 
ethan found this swanky little place and we ventured in. 
after arguing that i just needed lazy food like a cheeseburger and bacon, 
because i was just too hungry to even handle the fancy food and the sprouts. 
he ordered for me and i told him i'm sorry and i'll trust him. 
and the cute, i think newly engaged girl because i looked at her hand and asked to see her ring and
congratulated her and she was extra giddy and lovely about it, waitress brought us our meal.

it tasted like springtime. and a far distant, beautiful land. 
and we were there. 
and chicken. 
and, also i'm not kidding, the best french fries i've ever had. 
I don't know what they did. 

we told our girl that we loved this food. 
she said she gets it. she had it for lunch and it's extremely popular there. 
we all smiled and talked. 
and i just love food. 
connecting people. 

it's been a huge delight in my marriage. 
ethan loves surprising me. 
i love eating. 
he knows what i like or if i'm feeling adventurous. 
he plans. 
we escape into a booth. 
we travel all over the world with each bite. 
and we get to go together. 

then later we went to a book store. 
and an adorable french looking girl (so i love her.)
with short hair and a cute hat and scarf and a pile of books
came up to me while i was looking at all the ayn rand books, 
and said she knows me. from instagram. 
i feel like i made a fool of myself because i was nervous. 
but she was kind and we just chatted for too few of minutes. 

how cool, though!? 
all the connections. 
and i'm so thankful. 
i will be visiting her and taking her out for coffee my very next trip to indy. 
promise. 

then we were trying to decide what books to get and another adorable girl, 
I swear, all the adorable girls live in that book store in indy, 
told us it was a good pick. 
she was currently reading it in a comfy chair next to us. 
so we got it. for 3 bucks. 
and then got one more from the same author because the (again, adorable and killer red hair) 
girl at the front desk suggested we read it. and then come back to talk to her about it when we're finished. done, and done. 
a total of 9 dollars was spent on books. 
but we met several hearts and they make me want to come back again, know them, 
discuss books with them. and drink coffee.

i think 25 will be my new love for reading year. 
and my not be afraid to strike up a conversation with anyone year. i've kinda had that going my whole life,  but more intentional thoughts about it now. 

i've been that girl that's like "well if it's not a christian author i can't read it. because i only want to grow in the lord and blah blah blah and i'm annoying" 
but now that i'm writing and venturing out into this crazy scary world, 
i'm seeing the beauty in all the writing. 
and i just can't take it in fast enough. 
i'm reading so many books at once. 
I don't care who they are or how famous they are or how many pages it is or what it's about. 
i.want.to.read.it. 

the little things this week that are becoming the big things. 
you know when you look back you can see the importance of the little things?
and you wished that you would've realized they were the big things?
i'm seeing them now. 
i'm doing that now. 
i'm now waiting to be old and realize what i should've been doing all along. 
 i'm allowing them to overcome my whole soul. 

so here's just one example, 

the way the sink feels after ethan just cleaned it. 
it doesn't feel the same after i clean it. 

after i clean it it feels like an annoyed, bitter woman has been here. 
but after he cleans it, i can feel his servant heart and his kindness. 

i can feel the pure, sacrificial love in the clean.  
and it makes me thankful for his work, for his actions of love. 

he doesn't care as much about the bathroom sink. 
but he knows i really like it to be clean. 
so when he asks me what i need help with as i'm getting dinner started and i say 
"living room, bathroom, bedroom" 
he just does it. 

i'm not letting that just pass quickly and then
be upset when the sink is dirty three days later because we're filthy. 

i'm keeping it in my heart. 

and i will be aware of the feel that my heart & attitude bring to each room. 

lastly, 

we made a decision this week that i am both excited for, and extremely nervous about. 
we drove around for locations for this weekends wedding when the subject came up. 
i had no idea the final decision would be made so soon, but it was. 
so, decision made. 

and then i decided to just say it. 
"why am i so excited about this decision but then i'm also like oh my gosh i'm so scared
and what about all the things and are we sure this is right or not and how can we really know and hold me" 


and then ethan told me it's fear. 

and he gave me a really beautiful explanation and analogy 
and then i saw the light and gosh i love him. 
 

i am 25. 
christ follower. 
married. 
adult. 
boss girl. 
hear me roar. 

this is very difficult! 
i do seek seek wise counsel. we do. 
i do pray about it. we do. 
i do take it to god. we do. 
i do feel led by the holy spirit. we do. 
but still, i have this crippling fear that i'm making a mistake because someone might think so. 
and tell me so. loudly and meanly. 
aND THEN I CAN'T MOVE. 

i'm slowly but surely working out of this.
because this is not spirit led. 
this is fear of man. 
and we are warned against that. 

so i'm really excited to move forward. 
tough decisions have to be made as an adult. 
as a business owner. 
as a family. 
aS christ follower. 

but we make them. 
and we pray for clarity and guidance. 
and we do not move forward in fear. 
we move forward in full confidence. 
for the lord will be my confidence. 
and only he will guard my feet. 


 

week four || the no make up series || bold. brave. naked faces.

here are are. at week four. 
currently experiences week five. 

how do we look!? 

have you been following our fast? 
tell us what you think in the comment section below!

i (bethany) was stopped by several people this last week about what we're doing.
and how it's changing them. 

how neat is that!?

they said that they have decided to also do the fast themselves. and i was just amazed.
this is good stuff.

i love women. and i love women empowering other women.
fist bump!

when we drop the comparisons we realize that we can actually stand beside each other, cheer each other on.

and just be a bunch of badasses together.

we all have ugly days. bad hair days. 
she has curly hair. 
i want straight hair.
she has perfect skin and i hate her. 
blah blah blah. 

let's just work with what we've been given shall we!? 
search the depths of our own souls. 
be kind and caring women. 
and face the world without make up for a huge slap in the face, fun 40 days. wink! 

i adore all these women sharing on this blog. 
it takes guts to share each week. 
and show a photo of yourself without makeup. it's really tough some weeks. 
as you've read/seen. 

would you ever do a fast like this? 
would you let me share it on my blog? 
i'm thinking this will be a thing that i try to do each, i don't know, year or so! and, i don't have to do it each time! ha! so i could just facilitate your fasts on my blog. if you're interested, email me at bfburt@gmail.com. 
 

enjoy reading week four!
and thank you for reading! 

the no make up thing is only really hard for me when i have a lot of pimples. really.  I don't care how stupid that is. but having a "beauty mark" spot on my face that is not a natural beauty mark but a pimple. yeah, gross. so i feel ugly when i'm broken out. but then i get over myself and remember just how much my husband loves my natural face. and how i do really like being able to rub my eyes like a tired child mid-day without smudging make up. and i really like the idea of empowering other women when i'm out and about and we talk about my naked face. it's really incredible because women notice. because women know we obviously must be wearing make up to feel and look and present our best selves. so when i don't and i still show off the confidence, i notice that they really appreciate that. it's like yeah, power sister! and then they are interested in hearing more about why i choose to not wear make up. or why i force myself to do 40 day fasts. this week has been really empowering. really cool. really awesome. i'm looking forward to the fun of make up again on the days when i'm "free from the fast" but i'm so excited to have the core of my life be make up free. and love my face and skin the way god made me.  also i could probably improve the diet and have less pimples. so there's that.  i have two photos this week. the top one i only edited out my pimples. because, please.  we took our "winter 2015 photos" on march first because we got yummy yummy amounts of snow. and then the bottom image will show my "real" face. with the beauty mark pimple. also, i know they stay longer because i pick at them. it's really bad. whatever. i still do it.  bethany

the no make up thing is only really hard for me when i have a lot of pimples. really. 
I don't care how stupid that is. but having a "beauty mark" spot on my face that is not a natural beauty mark but a pimple. yeah, gross. so i feel ugly when i'm broken out. but then i get over myself and remember just how much my husband loves my natural face. and how i do really like being able to rub my eyes like a tired child mid-day without smudging make up. and i really like the idea of empowering other women when i'm out and about and we talk about my naked face. it's really incredible because women notice. because women know we obviously must be wearing make up to feel and look and present our best selves. so when i don't and i still show off the confidence, i notice that they really appreciate that. it's like yeah, power sister! and then they are interested in hearing more about why i choose to not wear make up. or why i force myself to do 40 day fasts. this week has been really empowering. really cool. really awesome. i'm looking forward to the fun of make up again on the days when i'm "free from the fast" but i'm so excited to have the core of my life be make up free. and love my face and skin the way god made me. 

also i could probably improve the diet and have less pimples. so there's that. 

i have two photos this week. the top one i only edited out my pimples. because, please. 
we took our "winter 2015 photos" on march first because we got yummy yummy amounts of snow. and then the bottom image will show my "real" face. with the beauty mark pimple. also, i know they stay longer because i pick at them. it's really bad. whatever. i still do it. 

bethany

  Things I love today: my mustard yellow scarf, a snow day spent with my family, a pancake breakfast made by my dad, and reading the book soul detox.(Also, Bethany was right, coconut oil does amazing things for your hair and skin!) So far, the book has opened my eyes to the fact that I speak really negative things about some situations. This is not ok! The Bible says their is the power of life or death into the tongue. This means you can speak life into your life and other situations! I am going to start to really watch what I say and to make sure it is positive. Join me on this quest and watch your life change!!  molly.   

 

Things I love today: my mustard yellow scarf, a snow day spent with my family, a pancake breakfast made by my dad, and reading the book soul detox.(Also, Bethany was right, coconut oil does amazing things for your hair and skin!) So far, the book has opened my eyes to the fact that I speak really negative things about some situations. This is not ok! The Bible says their is the power of life or death into the tongue. This means you can speak life into your life and other situations! I am going to start to really watch what I say and to make sure it is positive. Join me on this quest and watch your life change!! 

molly. 
 

Week 4: no makeup? No biggie. Last weeks revelations and true acceptance, brought freedom this week. A freedom that I feel I will carry with me forever more. In the total acceptance of my naked face, I feel the most comfortable in my own skin than I ever have before. It just took 33 years you all ;-) this acceptance came at such s wonderful time as I got a cold at the beginning of this week- my face was puffy and sad and I got two cold sores- but I just rolled with it all. Focused on getting better and not worrying so much on how I was looking but how I was feeling. I feel like that is a huge shift for me and one that speaks volumes about my personal growth during this challenge. Focusing not on how I'm looking but rather how I'm feeling. I feel that I need to let all that I'm feeling good about inside, shine on out into the world through my outsides. I am so thankful to have had this time to change and grow and learn and love all that is me. For this I will be forever grateful. kate. 

Week 4: no makeup? No biggie.

Last weeks revelations and true acceptance, brought freedom this week. A freedom that I feel I will carry with me forever more.

In the total acceptance of my naked face, I feel the most comfortable in my own skin than I ever have before. It just took 33 years you all ;-) this acceptance came at such s wonderful time as I got a cold at the beginning of this week- my face was puffy and sad and I got two cold sores- but I just rolled with it all. Focused on getting better and not worrying so much on how I was looking but how I was feeling.

I feel like that is a huge shift for me and one that speaks volumes about my personal growth during this challenge. Focusing not on how I'm looking but rather how I'm feeling.

I feel that I need to let all that I'm feeling good about inside, shine on out into the world through my outsides.

I am so thankful to have had this time to change and grow and learn and love all that is me. For this I will be forever grateful.


kate. 

This week has been a crazy one. Both babies sick, really sick. Thankfully my parents were able to take him off of work to come and watch them for the week since the babies couldn't go to daycare. No sleep and no make up meant I was feeling more exposed than I had the previous weeks.

I had someone ask me why I was even doing a makeup fast when I didn't wear that much anyway. It made me mad. It's not about the amount applied, but the amount of acceptance I need of myself. Even with a breakout again this week, I wore the blemish with pride! I'm accepting me for more of the natural me and loving it.

I still miss mascara...like crazy missing!

alicia. 

Well, I didn't make it the full 40 days. The fact that I made it 26 still amazes me, though. I also got my hair all snipped off. Take a look:

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Then, I felt bad because I REALLY intended to keep my word and fast for 40 days. So the next day it was back to no make-up:

I honestly feel like certain lighting or angles make my face look better than others without my make-up. That could also just be me, though. I will say that I had SO much fun putting on make-up, like I was kind of bouncing around the house and acting like a 16 year old girl. Is that weird? I don't know, or care, because I throughly enjoyed it!! We shall see how I do this week. We only have two more weeks to go! -Colie


I honestly feel like certain lighting or angles make my face look better than others without my make-up. That could also just be me, though. I will say that I had SO much fun putting on make-up, like I was kind of bouncing around the house and acting like a 16 year old girl. Is that weird? I don't know, or care, because I throughly enjoyed it!!

We shall see how I do this week. We only have two more weeks to go!

-Colie

  Week 4.  Again, it feels like every week goes by so fast, and then, BAM!  It's Sunday again.  This week has been a roller coaster.  I just want my make up back.  I miss my mascara and concealer.  This fast has definitely shown me that less is more, but I just want mascara.  and concealer. I look so tired all the time.  I mean, I am tired all the time.  But, at least with my make up I could hide that I feel like a zombie.  it's not hard when I am around people I don't have to impress.  My husband doesn't care.  My coworkers don't care.  My classmates don't care. But then came Saturday. Saturday was Riley's Dance Marathon at Indiana State University (That's where I go to school).  I'm on the committee in charge of the event.  I tried so hard to look nice and look presentable.  I even left my hair down. - And I hate my hair down. A lot of the other committee members had curled their hair and put  lot of time into their appearance with pretty make up and stuff. I felt like an outsider.  Not only was I having a horrible hair day, I felt like a fat whale in everything I put on, and I had to run around with the Riley kids with no make up on. So I was feeling pretty low when the event started.  Everyone looked so beautiful, and I just felt like one of the ugly step-sisters standing next to 14 Cinderellas.  Talk about intimidating. As the event went on, I listened to the Riley's kids share their stories. And I realized, being fat, and having a bad day, and not wearing make up was  minuscule compared to what these amazing kids went through  and still go through to this day.  A little girl named Mara really spoke to me that night.  She didn't even say much to me.  She and her little sister had come up to me while my sorority sister was braiding my hair. They both handed me their bead necklace to put on. And Mara told me to look at my hair after my sister was done. Jokingly, I said "Does it look bad? Did she mes up my hair?" and Mara said, "No, you're really pretty."  And I just looked at her. Like in shock looked at her. How could this little 6-year-old girl have spoken to my soul after only just meeting her?  With no make up on, being sweaty after running around all night, my hair being a mess, me feeling fat as a whale, and being exhausted, this little girl had said to me what God has been trying to say to me for awhile.  Finally, I gave her back her beads, thanking her, and she smiled and walked away.  What a beautiful girl.  Then her little 2-year-old handed her beads to my husbandCurry.  Talk about making your heart melt.  She was flirting with my husband.  I told her, "Hey! I saw him first," and she smiled and giggled at me.  SO. CUTE. All in all, I guess what I'm saying is that I'm still working on this.  Confidence is just something I lack.  But yesterday was a stepping stone.  I'm getting there. Really, I am.  I'm still feeling really low about my appearance in general, but it's still a work in progress.  I'm still treading the water, trying to stay afloat.  I refuse to let this drown me   cheyanne. 

 

Week 4. 
Again, it feels like every week goes by so fast, and then, BAM! 

It's Sunday again. 
This week has been a roller coaster. 

I just want my make up back. 
I miss my mascara and concealer. 
This fast has definitely shown me that less is more, but I just want mascara. 
and concealer.
I look so tired all the time. 
I mean, I am tired all the time

But, at least with my make up I could hide that I feel like a zombie. 

it's not hard when I am around people I don't have to impress. 
My husband doesn't care. 
My coworkers don't care. 
My classmates don't care.

But then came Saturday.

Saturday was Riley's Dance Marathon at Indiana State University (That's where I go to school). 
I'm on the committee in charge of the event. 

I tried so hard to look nice and look presentable. 

I even left my hair down. - And I hate my hair down.

A lot of the other committee members had curled their hair and put  lot of time into their appearance with pretty make up and stuff.

I felt like an outsider. 

Not only was I having a horrible hair day, I felt like a fat whale in everything I put on, and I had to run around with the Riley kids with no make up on.

So I was feeling pretty low when the event started. 

Everyone looked so beautiful, and I just felt like one of the ugly step-sisters standing next to 14 Cinderellas. 

Talk about intimidating.

As the event went on, I listened to the Riley's kids share their stories.

And I realized, being fat, and having a bad day, and not wearing make up was 

minuscule compared to what these amazing kids went through 

and still go through to this day. 

A little girl named Mara really spoke to me that night. 

She didn't even say much to me. 
She and her little sister had come up to me while my sorority sister was braiding my hair. They both handed me their bead necklace to put on. And Mara told me to look at my hair after my sister was done. Jokingly, I said "Does it look bad? Did she mes up my hair?" and Mara said, "No, you're really pretty." 

And I just looked at her.
Like in shock looked at her.

How could this little 6-year-old girl have spoken to my soul after only just meeting her? 

With no make up on, being sweaty after running around all night, my hair being a mess, me feeling fat as a whale, and being exhausted, this little girl had said to me what God has been trying to say to me for awhile. 

Finally, I gave her back her beads, thanking her, and she smiled and walked away. 

What a beautiful girl. 

Then her little 2-year-old handed her beads to my husbandCurry. 

Talk about making your heart melt. 
She was flirting with my husband. 
I told her, "Hey! I saw him first," and she smiled and giggled at me. 

SO. CUTE.
All in all, I guess what I'm saying is that I'm still working on this. 

Confidence is just something I lack. 
But yesterday was a stepping stone. 

I'm getting there.

Really, I am. 


I'm still feeling really low about my appearance in general, but it's still a work in progress. 

I'm still treading the water, trying to stay afloat. 

I refuse to let this drown me
 

cheyanne. 

hello march first || danville, illinois || lovely snowfall and perfect evergreens || thankful heart

it is march first. 
and we have eight inches of snow. 

i'm not even mad because i love the snow that much. 

i'm was a little bit ready for spring because it's just been a long snowless winter. 
i really like white christmas time and magical snow fall. 
like, you know, in december and january. 
but it's march.. so it's supposed to be blossoms and new life. 

but really, i will not complain. 
because, snowfall. 

the loveliest snowfall happened while we slept. 
it's so dreamy and my heart swoons. 

i have seriously been in the best of moods today. 
because of the snow. 

my best happy mood music is ella & louis on pandora. 
so that played while i wore my 1950's apron and made blueberry pancakes 
with all the coffee for breakfast. 
ethan is feeling a bit better so he was chipper and especially happy
to see me so joyous in the morning. 
we stayed snowed in and skipped church like a couple of sinners. 
we danced in the kitchen. 
he smelled fantastic. 
he even liked my pancakes. 
ethan is not a breakfast food person because there's something wrong with him.
but he enjoyed them so i was very pleased with myself. 

and right before the sun went down
 we found some glorious evergreens and snapped a few photos. 
i'm thankful that ethan will just hop in the car and drive around
(for like 30 minutes)
to find the perfect evergreens that make me "bethany level happy"

he's a good guy that ethan burt. 

and we found the good trees. 

the sunlight was crazy gorgeous tonight. 
usually i don't like uneven lighting and all that, but today it was okay. and just perfect actually. 

to me, there is nothing prettier than snowfall on an evergreen. 
there is something so magical and beautiful about it. 
it takes my breath away. 
i just stare at it for hours and am in complete awe at my creator. 
he is so good. 
so mighty. 
the details of the pure white snow on the green and brown of the tree. 
just delightful. 
peaceful. 
still and calm. 
interesting. and marvelous.
& just freaking cool. 

each new winter with ethan is so exciting. 
i'm amazed that we've been given another year together. 
what a joy! and a blessing! 
we met in the winter time. 
we both hate the heat. 
we love winter sports.
it just works for us. 
we love the crisp cool air on our faces. 
and the joy and love in our eyes for each other. 
it's pretty gushy stuff but we don't even care. 

i'm thankful and filled to the brim to have this warm love in our hearts. 
and his warm arms around me. 
we are incredibly blessed with food and warm shelter. 
warm blankets. times ten. or twelve.
and hot chocolate, coffee and tea. 
we have so much. 

it seems so unfair that others do not have this. 
it makes my heart hurt that we cannot provide more and more for those in need. 
it's such a great joy to have those goals and to help when and where we can. 
and to just realize every single day how much we really have. 
it's too much, while others have none. 

our hearts hurt for danville. 
there's more than enough here. for everyone. 

winter is not always a joy for others. 
it's cold and wet and miserable if you don't have a warm home and clean warm clothes.
or food. or a way to feed your family. 

today i am thankful that i am provided for and can enjoy the prettiness of winter. 
and i hope that throughout this journey here in our community, we will see many people rise up and make sure others have this warmth, too. 

we've been meeting some really cool people lately and i know it is all god's timing. 
it's just really cool. they have good hearts, hearts that are willing and excited to do the hard work (and already are doing the hard work) that danville needs. and we know we are supposed to be here. just confirming the call we got a little over a year ago. we are going to watch so much good happen. because people are willing to say yes. and help those beautiful souls who are in need. 

this love burt home || ethan & bethany || bone of my bones || married life

a little look into our room ||
my heart feels all the joy & thankfulness for this married life with ethan.
i celebrate being his wife daily.
our bedroom fills up my soul.
the sunlight warms our hearts and the laughter and life shared here makes it our home. 
also, those wood floors though. 

ridic. 

ridic. 

today is also for cute pale pink vintage telephones,
decorative succulents & listening to louis armstrong scat & play jazz trumpet. 

basically my whole heart & soul about my blog space || my life and my song || grace. truth & love.

the trouble with being a creative, self employed and lead by the holy ghost, 
is that you sometimes have to wake up at 3 am to blog your heart out. 
but you're tired. & so obviously you fiddle around trying to ignore and fall back asleep until 4am. 

i used to just think it was because i ate too late. 
(or fell asleep still eating..)
or drank some wine. maybe a full bottle.
that's why i am awakened from a deep sleep at 3 am. 
and sometimes, that's probably still true. 
i was told wine interrupts your rem sleep. 
but also, the holy spirit wakes me. 

i also used to be like "okay woah. i can't hang out with this weird girl who 
throws around the holy ghost and spirit talk anymore. tooooo much" 
but now i am that girl who talks like that. 

i also used to think i wasn't being used and it was just annoying to wake up at 3 am. 
but now i know that it is the beautiful voice of my god, calling me to obey. 
at three o' clock in the morning. 
for a silly blog. 

so this leads me to the point of this post. 

i am hoping this will be a once and for all kind of post
 then i can refer back to it, and you can, as needed. 
this is basically my whole heart & soul about it. 

sometimes when i'm blogging i feel like i need to be careful as to not hurt someone. 
or offend someone. 
or just to make sure, and re-make sure that you get my heart. 
or to just be extra careful because i know i need to be nice. 

but the thing is, 
you probably will be offended. 
and i'm not going to hold back. 

and my blogs would be even ten times longer, each blog, because i would have to keep retracing and being careful to double and triple make sure that it's smooth and kind and blah blah blah. 

my personal feelings and my personal story, convictions, ideas, way of life, 
might offend. 
you don't have to read. 
that is your choice. 

i don't try to hurt anyone. 
i don't want to come across as mean, nasty, rude, vain, offensive, etc. 
none of that. 

but i realize that i just probably will. 
and i'm starting to be okay with that. 
the people pleaser in me is cringing but the growing badass in me is like GO GIRL. 
(also sometimes i will say curse words)

this isn't your name dot com. 
this is my name dot com. 
i felt led to start a website, blog, place to share. 
and that's this.
and it's not mean or full of myself. 

jesus and his bible offends. 
 i do my most growing when i'm offended. 
it punches me in the throat.
and i think we all kinda need that. 
it causes us to look inward, hopefully get over ourselves, and be changed. 

i have all of my contact information on my site and i would love to hear from you. 
if you're mean, aggressive and nasty, you probably will not get a response. 
but if you truly would like to talk and can do so without flying off the handle, 
even in our differing opinions,  we'll talk. 

i like to blog/talk/share all about the stuff that's hard. 
also, fun, joyful stuff. 
i want to talk about day dates, diner coffee, wedding photography, infertility, adoption, married life, physical pain, drinking tea and coffee, wearing cute leggings, being a cat mom, crafting for fun, giving stuff away, church, songs i'm listening to, complete surrender to god, serving in the community, if gathering, delicious food, etc. 

there's got to be something in there that will offend someone. 
but i can't not write. 

i am in constant motion. 
my heart is being molded to that of my creator. 

i am a mess of a woman. 
i make mistakes. usually big, really painful ones. 
i share about my brokenness. 
and i will always be as real as i possibly can with you. 

when i think of how to live my life or how to react in a certain situation and my heart is in the wrong place, i screw everything up. 
so when i bring blogs to the world, i make sure to have the purest heart ready. 
that means sometimes i can't blog. 
because it would be the wrong heart and i would release poison to the world. 
but when i make myself right before the lord, then, and only then i can bring a post out. 

so my promise is to write truth with love. 
and truth with love means a loving way to approach the convictions of my heart. 

i'm tired of everyone thinking love means never hurting anyone's feelings. 
that's not love. 
love is honesty even when it's hard. 
truth means it sometimes hurts. but it's always for the better. 

we confuse love with feeling or hearing good things about ourselves all the time. 
no. just, no. 
without christ, we are not good. 
and we need to learn some tough lessons. 

i need truth and love. 
so i wish to give truth and love. 

i grew up as someone who would keep things in, gossip about them freely, pretend to be a christian, and hopefully never be confronted. or hope the issue just never gets addressed. 
i used to be a girl who let her toxic emotions control her life. 
sometimes, shamefully, i am still that girl. 

i have been drastically changing out of that girl since i have fully surrendered my heart to jesus. 
which i feel has really only been about 3 years. 
now, i still feel those toxic emotions and at times they still get the better of me. 
but i am learning to discern between the emotions, stay deeply rooted in true love. jesus christ. 
and make the better choice. 

you need to listen to this. 
now, she is my personal bud. so i'm a bit biased. 
we met recently and already my life has been intensely blessed. 
she's also probably the cutest darling woman creature on the planet. 
and i admittedly wish i could pull off the pixie like she does. 
but, more than all that, sister can preach. 
and she spoke right to my heart. 
at the perfect time. 
thank you.
and i need to share it here for all of us. 
please listen and be blessed. 
and remind me of this when i need it, too. 

from here i go out with love. 
i will be writing about things that are hard to chew. 
for me definitely, and maybe for you. 
please understand my heart. 
i mean well. and i mean love to you. 
and if you do read and you are offended, please look inward. feel it out, work it out with jesus.
and please show me grace. 
you're choosing to read what i have to say. 
it's incredibly hard to share your heart online. 
and i am an imperfect human who needs grace too. 

here are my notes from soul detox : toxic emotions by brittany neal

  • when our soul is healthy, we will be in good health. 

this is beautiful to me, someone who is in much physical pain at all times. 
i pray for a healthy soul. 
i don't care about my body. this is not my home. 

  • emotions should guide us : not rule us. 
     
  • 1. love 2. fear 
    that's it. 

    God designed us for and wired us for love. 
    and we learn fear through the choices that we make in our soul. 

    *unlearn fear
    *learn love

     
  • learn to be lead by the holy spirit rather than our feelings
  • roots that go deeper than our current reality 
  • jer 17.7-8 - stable. 
  • rise up. 1 sam 1.9 - hannah did not respond. she felt it. but she chose to not respond.
  • deeply distressed. wept. crushed in her soul. (i feel ya, sister friend)
    she felt it all and took it to god.
  • we can choose to not respond in a toxic way. we have a choice. 
  • pour out. 1 sam 1.15 - "but i have been pouring out my soul before the lord"
  • she probably looked a fool. i have done this but it's always been in the form of doing so around other people, blowing up and being toxic with my emotions and sharing that with the people around me. hannah tho, did so quietly without words coming out, looking like a drunk fool but knowing she was pouring it out to the lord. it was healthy. sometimes i feel like i'm an unhealthy crazy person when i need to "release the emotion". it gets real up in here. or, i try not to release it and then it blows up on the person or friends in the form of gossip, or my poor, unsuspecting husband. so do that, but in a safe place like my room. and do it before the lord. 
  • 1 sam 1.17 and go in peace. 
    and she ate and her face was no longer sad. 
    beautiful. 
  • move forward & trust god. 
  • 1 sam 1.19 worship anyways. 
    yes. keep the faith, trust his timing. worship anyways because he is good. 
    we are confused and weary and distressed. but we can worship still. 
    we are a mess. but he is strong, stable, still and for us. 
  • in due time... 
  • this was glorious to me. 
    in due time. 
    reminds me of his grace and goodness. 
    and that this life of mine, is really his. 
    it will not look like the selfish desires of my heart because i have given those up to serve him. all my days. 





week three || the no make up series || bold. brave. naked faces.

here we go again. 
this week i'm all, "okay this is cute but can i please have my mascara back!?"
honestly. 

these women are doing real, regular life.
but this time.. without make up. 
for 40 days. 
and some days it's just hard. 
here's our hearts this week : 

  molly :  This week, I chose not to do a picture simply because I have this ugly breakout/sore stress reaction I get on my face when I have high anxiety.i can't have that documented! Haha instead I chose to share a picture that makes me feel pretty (yes there are other things besides makeup that can do that). My picture is one of my favorites from my missions trip in Kenya last year. Just a good reminder that there are bigger issues other than if you have makeup on :) With that being said, one product I really missed this week was bronzer because I feel like Casper! But hey, Jesus is really changing my heart and I am realizing more and more that it's all about how you treat people and how you make them feel. Are you kind, caring, and understanding? In the end, that's what matters!  

 
molly : 

This week, I chose not to do a picture simply because I have this ugly breakout/sore stress reaction I get on my face when I have high anxiety.i can't have that documented! Haha instead I chose to share a picture that makes me feel pretty (yes there are other things besides makeup that can do that). My picture is one of my favorites from my missions trip in Kenya last year. Just a good reminder that there are bigger issues other than if you have makeup on :) With that being said, one product I really missed this week was bronzer because I feel like Casper! But hey, Jesus is really changing my heart and I am realizing more and more that it's all about how you treat people and how you make them feel. Are you kind, caring, and understanding? In the end, that's what matters!

 

alicia :  this week seemed to fly by and not having to deal with makeup made it easier. Exempt for those times I would catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and see the dark under my eyes. It also made it easy that I haven't left the house since Friday at 9am to take the babies to the dr. I think the ladies at reception must have noticed the dark under my eyes (which is enhanced with little sleep) because they offered to help me carry the twins back to the car after the appt was over. today. Today it hit me. My babies don't care if I have illuminator or mascara on...they just want me. Oddly...this no make up thing makes me want to cut my hair, but I know as soon as I do, I'll want it to grow out again. And the new baby hairs (from the massive hair loss I went through after pregnancy) are almost to the point of being manageable. I gotta let them catch up....nothing crazy until they are completely manageable. I miss my mascara. Until the last couple of years I didn't even wear mascara or use an eyelash curler and I miss them the most!  


alicia : 


this week seemed to fly by and not having to deal with makeup made it easier. Exempt for those times I would catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and see the dark under my eyes. It also made it easy that I haven't left the house since Friday at 9am to take the babies to the dr. I think the ladies at reception must have noticed the dark under my eyes (which is enhanced with little sleep) because they offered to help me carry the twins back to the car after the appt was over.


today. Today it hit me. My babies don't care if I have illuminator or mascara on...they just want me.

Oddly...this no make up thing makes me want to cut my hair, but I know as soon as I do, I'll want it to grow out again. And the new baby hairs (from the massive hair loss I went through after pregnancy) are almost to the point of being manageable. I gotta let them catch up....nothing crazy until they are completely manageable.

I miss my mascara. Until the last couple of years I didn't even wear mascara or use an eyelash curler and I miss them the most!

 

cheyanne : 
 

Week three. They say third time is charm. 

How am I feeling this week? 

I'm actually good. 

Like really good. 

 

It just seems like weeks fly by. 

I don't even notice not having make up on. 

I really like not wearing make up. 

I don't feel like a supermodel, but I like not wearing make up. 

Isn't that weird? 

I have more time to sleep.

When I rub my eyes when I'm tired, nothing smears! 

When I paint and get make up on my face, I can just wipe it off without feeling like I'm multi-colored. 

 

But I miss my mascara. And my concealer. 

Sigh. Concealer. To cover up my stress acne. 

That would be so so wonderful. 
 

Just a highlight from my week: I got to watch my puppy play in the snow yesterday. 

Like let her just romp around and dig in the snow. It was so sweet. 

So innocent. 

I loved it. She was so happy. 

From something so simple.

I loved that simplicity. 
 

So I'm doing good. 

Next week should be interesting.

 I have a really important event I want to look nice at. 

It's going to be really hard being around my sorority sisters 

and my husband's brothers without make up on. 

I always feel so judged. 

From my weight. From what I do. 

And when I see them next, no make up. 

And I really am struggling with my eating disorder lately, 

So any good thoughts my way would be so so appreciated. 

Until next week, bloggers. 

 

colie :  This is all I have felt this week. I'm sorry it's so short, but it is literally the only thing that felt right to say.  I miss my make-up. I don't NEED it, but I miss it.  


colie : 

This is all I have felt this week. I'm sorry it's so short, but it is literally the only thing that felt right to say. 

I miss my make-up.
I don't NEED it, but I miss it.

 

bethany :  this week has been a roller coaster.  i was sick. and now i got my poor, adorable husband sick. he has it worse than i did. my oils and juices helped me. but this one is gripping to him a little tighter and i just feel so bad for him.  i've stayed in the house most the time and have only been around friends or people who've already seen my face without make up so no one has asked if i'm tired. so that was a plus!  this week i feel happy about the way i look. my face has been more full of pimples and i don't like that. but really, i'm okay with me. and that is freeing and beautiful.  it's nice when you finally realize it's ok to be okay with yourself. and people don't have to find you pretty. you can be pretty. and that doesn't take away from someone else being pretty. and it doesn't make you full of yourself. and everyone will always have a different opinion of what is pretty. so find the definition of beautiful that you want to be, and be that. and be confident. and no one can take that away from you unless you let them. and amen.  my "beautiful" is with the heart.  i've had a nasty soul for a while about a lot of things and listening to a friend preach really worked in a great way for me.  it helps me get over myself.  I miss the mascara. but there are bigger problems in the world.   


bethany : 

this week has been a roller coaster. 

i was sick. and now i got my poor, adorable husband sick. he has it worse than i did. my oils and juices helped me. but this one is gripping to him a little tighter and i just feel so bad for him. 

i've stayed in the house most the time and have only been around friends or people who've already seen my face without make up so no one has asked if i'm tired. so that was a plus! 

this week i feel happy about the way i look. my face has been more full of pimples and i don't like that. but really, i'm okay with me. and that is freeing and beautiful. 

it's nice when you finally realize it's ok to be okay with yourself. and people don't have to find you pretty. you can be pretty. and that doesn't take away from someone else being pretty. and it doesn't make you full of yourself. and everyone will always have a different opinion of what is pretty. so find the definition of beautiful that you want to be, and be that. and be confident. and no one can take that away from you unless you let them.
and amen. 

my "beautiful" is with the heart. 
i've had a nasty soul for a while about a lot of things and listening to a friend preach really worked in a great way for me. 

it helps me get over myself. 

I miss the mascara. but there are bigger problems in the world. 
 

kate:  Have you ever really looked at your skin? Like a stare at each pore kind of examine? It's a interesting experience.  I got all up close and personal with my skin at the beginning of this week.  I stood by the mirror and I studied each pore, freckle, laugh line, and pimple (yes, those pesky things are STILL hanging around).  As I was doing this microscopic study of my skin, I thought, I can do BETTER for my skin.  I fall victim to flashy creams that promise to zap years off my face.  I get lazy and dont wash my face at night.  I hope that creams and lotions and serums can minimize my pores, even my skin tone, and get rid of those lines that mark years passing. I decided at that moment to do an overhaul of my beauty regimen. I gathered each and every tube, bottle, jar, and tub that i own and I really looked at what was in them. Not at what it was telling me it could do for my skin, but rather what was IN IT. And Yikes, just yikes.  All that money to get "natural" when it was anything but natural.  So, I tossed it ALL. Got rid of everything and decided my skin deserves better.  It really does deserve less chemicals and more naturals. So, I spent this week researching and learning about the natural products that can be good for my skin.  I continued to hydrate and nourish my skin from the inside out, I found out months and months ago how important my diet and choice of h2o as my beverage of choice is to my overall skin health.  Drinking water and being hydrated made a HUGE difference in my skins appearance.  I also recently found this tube of greatness, it was one of the few products to survive the overhaul. You will see my love for this little stick of wonder in this weeks picture- My "The Healer Stick" is made with Shea Butter and Orange, Grapefruit, and Vanilla oils. This has been a little miracle. I use it on my dry winter lips, my tired under eye circles, my pimples, under my chapped nose, and any other spots and marks. It is just AWESOME! SO, its a keeper! Now, that I'm back to Sunday again, I decided to do another microscopic study of the skin.  Yep, the skin is still there in all its wintery glory. BUT this week I feel better about what I am seeing, I took better care of my skin this week. I took better care to love it in its natural state.  I love my freckles for they show my Irish heritage, I love my laugh lines for they mean I am laughing enough to put them there, I love my pimples for they are a result of me working up a sweat while pounding out miles on the treadmill or pavement, I love all of those marks, uneven colors, and lines.  Because all of that put together tells the story of me and how I have lived for 33 years. My face tells my story and its beautiful.  


kate: 


Have you ever really looked at your skin? Like a stare at each pore kind of examine? It's a interesting experience.  I got all up close and personal with my skin at the beginning of this week.  I stood by the mirror and I studied each pore, freckle, laugh line, and pimple (yes, those pesky things are STILL hanging around).  As I was doing this microscopic study of my skin, I thought, I can do BETTER for my skin.  I fall victim to flashy creams that promise to zap years off my face.  I get lazy and dont wash my face at night.  I hope that creams and lotions and serums can minimize my pores, even my skin tone, and get rid of those lines that mark years passing.

I decided at that moment to do an overhaul of my beauty regimen. I gathered each and every tube, bottle, jar, and tub that i own and I really looked at what was in them. Not at what it was telling me it could do for my skin, but rather what was IN IT. And Yikes, just yikes.  All that money to get "natural" when it was anything but natural.  So, I tossed it ALL. Got rid of everything and decided my skin deserves better.  It really does deserve less chemicals and more naturals.

So, I spent this week researching and learning about the natural products that can be good for my skin.  I continued to hydrate and nourish my skin from the inside out, I found out months and months ago how important my diet and choice of h2o as my beverage of choice is to my overall skin health.  Drinking water and being hydrated made a HUGE difference in my skins appearance.  I also recently found this tube of greatness, it was one of the few products to survive the overhaul. You will see my love for this little stick of wonder in this weeks picture- My "The Healer Stick" is made with Shea Butter and Orange, Grapefruit, and Vanilla oils. This has been a little miracle. I use it on my dry winter lips, my tired under eye circles, my pimples, under my chapped nose, and any other spots and marks. It is just AWESOME! SO, its a keeper!

Now, that I'm back to Sunday again, I decided to do another microscopic study of the skin.  Yep, the skin is still there in all its wintery glory. BUT this week I feel better about what I am seeing, I took better care of my skin this week. I took better care to love it in its natural state.  I love my freckles for they show my Irish heritage, I love my laugh lines for they mean I am laughing enough to put them there, I love my pimples for they are a result of me working up a sweat while pounding out miles on the treadmill or pavement, I love all of those marks, uneven colors, and lines.  Because all of that put together tells the story of me and how I have lived for 33 years. My face tells my story and its beautiful.
 

all the love stuff || too many feels || ethan burt || joyful married heart

because i watch emotional youtube videos before bed. 
and because i'm always crazy about you. and amazed at this love we share. 

there is something so incredible about sharing your life with another. 

ethan burt. 

you are just my guy. 

i think there is such a thing as knowing what you've got when you've got it. 

there will never be enough time. 
never enough kisses. 
never enough date nights. 
or laughing at your silly french accent in our kitchen. 

i adore you. 

the way you smell. 
the way you have long hair now. 
the way you fight me when i try to put it in a man bun top knot. 

your beard, always. 
your boyish grin. 
and your mysterious charm. 

the freckles on your shoulders will always make me crazy. 

the way you work so hard and never complain. 

the way you sacrifice all you have just for one smile from me. 

the way you are bold and share truth with love.

i will cherish you all of my days. 

marriage is my favorite. 
thank you for making me your bride. 

thanks for kissing me even when i'm sick and then getting sick yourself. 
and then telling me it's worth it. 
and then when you're really miserable and i ask "still worth it?" 
and without skipping a beat you say "oh yeah. definitely" 

god made you super special. 
i'm incredible thankful to even know you. 
and knowing i'm your one and only fills my heart with all the joy.  

i can't get enough of you and this joyful married life. 

 married people, delight in one another. 
don't wait. 
don't stay mad. 
breathe each other in. 
enjoy married life. 
don't waste time. 
be thankful. 
laugh. 
& kiss each other. a whole lot. 

 

 

blissful rainy wedding day || Charleston, South Carolina wedding photography || rose colored glasses photography || the traveling burts

i remember kaitlyn saying she would call me when she got her guy & we would be her wedding photographers! so i was in tears at her phone call almost a year later when she got her guy and still wanted us to be their photogs! how special. 

we love this couple! 
we're pretty sure they are the nicest, kindest people on the planet. 

from sharing with us their engagement video at harry potter world, to coming over for supper at our home while wedding planning, to asking us to travel to beautiful charleston, south carolina to capture their day, these two have become very dear to us! 

we traveled a few days early to enjoy some time in beautiful charleston, and to get the lay of the land for the wedding day. we had so many plans and we got the tour from katilyn and were invited to share in amazing SC food at the rehearsal dinner. 
the weather was perfect and the beach was glorious. 
their friends and family welcomed us as their own. 
very, very dear people. 

and then we woke up the next morning to pouring down rain. 
oy vey!
but! not to worry! the burts adore rainy wedding days. 
and kaitlyn is one of the most laid back brides ever. 
so it was no problem! 

the day was so fun. 
full of the sweetest and biggest smiles. 

we hope you enjoy this little preview. 

venues : 
cottage on the creek 
charleston harbor marina & resort 
 

photographers ethan & bethany burt of rose colored glasses photography

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calm over crazy || attitudes multiply | also, let's talk about instagram & be nice to one another

i've never been more fulfilled than when i choose calm over crazy
& allow God to overwhelm my soul. 

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my head is so fuzzy lately. 
there's a lot going on. 
there are more and more people getting in my head. 
there's so much in this world to worry about and to focus on and this pressure
to be perfect or have your stuff together nicely or to just impress all the people. 

it's like enough already. 

i'm a people pleaser. 
i have to take benadryl just to get sleep some nights. 
i am a high anxiety, high stress level kinda girl. 
and i'm exhausted. 

i thought things would slow down. 
just hang on a little longer because things have to get slower and calmer. 
but they don't. 
and they won't. 

ethan keeps reminding me that more things will just be added as we get older. 
more people, more responsibilities.
new people to meet that will either love us or hate us. 
it's too much for my poor little brain. 
most the time i feel like i'm an over heated computer. 
i can feel actual heat coming off from my head. 
and i need an a/c pointed at my brain to cool me down.  

i'm finding that people have opinions about me. 
and my friends and husband remind me that i am choosing a dangerous route. 
i share publicly. 
and because they are funny they share vince vaughn with me and his
"i know my truth"
and we laugh and laugh. 

but really. 
this is what i've chosen to do. 
i feel called to share and so i am. 
and then people feel led to share with me what they think. 
whether that be good or bad. 
and i'm learning to be okay with that. 

so here i am, baring my heart. 

 my confidence and my strength comes from my beautiful creator. 

most days it's hard to see if what i'm doing is producing anything good. 
some days just feel like an all around waste. 
i didn't help anyone. i just stayed home. 
i edited some photos. 
i wrote a blog. 

but then i am sweetly reminded : 

"Commit your actions to the LORD, and your plans will succeed."

-Proverbs 16:3

he has control of all my days. all my ways. 
and i will do what he asks of me. 
even in the mundane, i can commit my actions to the lord. 
even in my little IG posts. my blog posts and my intense love for taking every day life photos. 

i have him on my heart all through my day. 
and i used to think it was silly or foolish the way i like to organize a little photo before i take it
for instagram, to send to a friend or for my "life" photos.
the ones that don't get posted are our "life" photos.
sometimes my hermit husband doesn't want me to share a photo so that goes in the
"just for life" pile.
bless him. 

i take pride in the creating. 
i wonder what it was like for god to create the universe. 
what was he feeling and thinking when he created us. 
such warm hearted feelings and love overwhelms me when i create something lovely
because i think of how he created us lovely. 
in his own image. 
and the need and longing i have for the redemption in his eyes. 
and i delight in this time with him. 

i feel like it's pretty awful that women can't even have an instagram
feed about their life without other women bashing on them. 
as if the person's feed is untrue , fake or pretending to be perfect. 
this whole "remember, people only share what they want you to think" thing. 

i just don't agree. 
i have met some of the absolute truest and purest hearts from IG. 
and none of them are pretending to be perfect. 
they share the mess. they share their brokenness. 
that they yelled at their kids that day. 
or are struggling to have kids. 
or find a husband.
or were rude to their husband. 
or that they haven't washed their hair in 5 days. or maybe even showered. 
that they struggle with feeling like they are enough. 
that they don't understand god and his plan for their life. 
and they take really pretty little square photos. 

the little squares on Instagram are such a beautiful way to connect and to peer into someone's little life. 

i need to know what's wrong with someone organizing a little scene for the IG square?
all my friends know now to wait before eating because i probably want to shoot it first. 
or a coffee photo.
with the beautiful hand-crafted tables my friend jeff made for mad goat. 
or the using my hard wood floors in my home that i'm really proud of my husband for making. 
or my floral wallpaper that i adore. 
that we worked hard to pay for and worked hard to put up.
because wallpaper is not a dream come true to apply to plaster walls. 
the square is just a tiny part of our lives. 
the truth is in the caption we share. 
the caption is the person's heart. 
and the photo is an opportunity to see the heart. 

people can be genuine and take a pretty photo. 
it's not one or the other. 
like, obviously they are a fake human because their photos are perfection.
no. they just took extra time because they enjoy it. they just used their brains and know that natural light by a window is better for a
pleasing to the eye photograph than a dark room at night.  
just stop being mean. 

these little things bring me joy. 
and i love most to share joy. 

today for my photos i will tell you what i did. 
i grabbed some leftover succulents from the if : local danville and now i place them around my house for little added joys in our home. 
i craft cute things too and there's wooden shapes
that i painted and added pretty paper to with mod podge. 
i even made the mod podge myself with glue and water. in a mason jar. 
you don't need to spend 10 dollars on mod podge when you can make it yourself for like 3 bucks.

i photographed my cat sleeping like a cute burrito in our bed sheets. 
i use the VSCO app because it's insanely gorgeous and fun. 

she's so cute it's stupid. 

she's so cute it's stupid. 



i also have coffee. all the time. 
another thing that brings me joy. 
in a mug that my dear friend stole for me from a restaurant in south carolina 
(we asked if we could take it. but stole sounds better)
on one side it says "peony" and the other says "tulip" 
with perfect pale pink stripes and 
"everything grows with love" 
LOVE. 

you will also see my newest books and the pen i love most. 
as well as tissues because i'm having sick days. 

the best yes is an intimate book club with one other friend and it's blessing our hearts immensely.
the little one by john stott is my newest book and i'm already devouring it. 

 i  used to feel like if i'm not writing/doing anything about how to save lives or feed the children or house the homeless then my day is worthless and i'm useless. 

some days i feel like i should adopt all the kids already. 
isn't it time? they need parents. 
are we just being lazy? 

or if i'm not selling all my things and moving to africa, then i'm not a true christian. 

thankfully, i know better now. and my heart is so full and overwhelmed with god's greatness. 

i'm learning patience. and timing. 
understanding and obeying. 

i read something about attitudes multiplying. 
and i've never thought about it like this before but it was so awesome i have to share. 

the little boy who gave jesus his 5 loaves of bread and 2 fish had an attitude of giving and sharing.
and offering all that he had even though it was a tiny amount. and god multiplied this into feeding 5,000 people. 

 jonah had a disobedient heart and didn't want to walk the dangerous road god told him to go down. 
that multiplied into an entire ship of men almost getting killed.
and jonah getting eaten by a whale. 

what attitude do i bring? 
what will my attitude multiply into? 

i will commit all my actions unto the lord. 
and i know he will make my life a success. 
because i'm obedient to him. 
i will drown out all the voices and just focus on his still, small one.
and i will take really lovely photos for instagram. and share my guts. 


week two || the no make-up series || bold. brave. naked faces.

another weekly update! 
are you loving this make up fast!? 
are you doing your own at home? 

thanks for all your uplifting and encouraging emails and comments. 
it means a lot to us as we struggle through the ups and downs of having a naked face. 

40 days. 
no make up. 
scared, brave women. 

  colie :    Hello there. We are done with week two, folks. This week was so busy that the days just kind of blurred by for me. For the most part, I didn't think too much about my make-up.  When it really hits me is when I have somewhere to go that I have to get dressed up. Just like on the way to church, I felt out of sorts with my bare face. I have had a lot of women tell me that they think I look great without it, but with my pale (sickly) looking skin plus the dark circles makes it is hard to see what others see. I really don't mind not wearing make-up on the weekends or if I have a day off and I am out and about running errands. But I am honestly struggling with not having any on, ever.  I think the only funny instance I can recall was Sunday evening. That morning, for church, my eyes just looked heavy and dark. I kept telling my husband about it. When we finally got home that afternoon, we took our 'Sunday afternoon nap' (can I get an AMEN?). When I woke up, I felt a lot better and refreshed. We were getting ready to head to our missional community (which is similar to a small group) when my husband looked at me and said, "Did you just put make-up on?". I told him I had not, but he said it looked like I may have dabbed some concealer on and he was going to tell everyone I was cheating. But no, I actually just got a little bit of much needed rest. My eyes were only appreciative.   

 

colie : 

 

Hello there. We are done with week two, folks. This week was so busy that the days just kind of blurred by for me. For the most part, I didn't think too much about my make-up. 

When it really hits me is when I have somewhere to go that I have to get dressed up. Just like on the way to church, I felt out of sorts with my bare face. I have had a lot of women tell me that they think I look great without it, but with my pale (sickly) looking skin plus the dark circles makes it is hard to see what others see.

I really don't mind not wearing make-up on the weekends or if I have a day off and I am out and about running errands. But I am honestly struggling with not having any on, ever. 

I think the only funny instance I can recall was Sunday evening. That morning, for church, my eyes just looked heavy and dark. I kept telling my husband about it. When we finally got home that afternoon, we took our 'Sunday afternoon nap' (can I get an AMEN?). When I woke up, I felt a lot better and refreshed. We were getting ready to head to our missional community (which is similar to a small group) when my husband looked at me and said, "Did you just put make-up on?". I told him I had not, but he said it looked like I may have dabbed some concealer on and he was going to tell everyone I was cheating. But no, I actually just got a little bit of much needed rest. My eyes were only appreciative. 
 

  cheyanne :    Hey. Week two. So this week has FLOWN by. All of a sudden I was reading last week's posts, and then, WHAMO. It's Sunday.  It's been a super busy week. I haven't really had a lot of down time to think about not wearing make up. I'm feeling ok, I guess. Just, bleh. Not bad. Just bleh.  My husband and I had our anniversary yesterday. So that was cool. I love him a lot. Today we celebrated cause he and I worked all day yesterday, me during the day and him at night. I wanted to dress up nice for him, but when I don't have make up on, I just feel... unfinished.  He took me to Panera. I know it's not necessary for me to wear make up with him, but I just want to put my face in a bag when I don't have make up on and I'm out in public with him. He's such a hottie. And I feel like people judge us. But it was a good lunch. He is a good husband.  My heart seems to feel great when it's just my husband and I. Or I am at work. Or whatever. My kids don't judge me at work so why should I care? My heart hurts and wants to hide when I go out in a place where I don't know people. I get so scared. But feeling comfortable in my own skin is something I'm working on. It won't happen in a day, in week, and for me, not for a few months or maybe even years. But that's ok, because the point is, I'm trying.  So my funny experience for the week.. I honestly can't think of anything super funny this week, except for my dog. She's always a wreck. :) there's a video of her talking to my husband and I about wanting to go outside when we were both warm in bed and not wanting to get up on my Facebook. She's so vocal. And bossy. Lil brat. :P   I wanted to pick up make up on Thursday. I was wearing a pretty outfit and wanted to feel "finished," but I didn't.  I really miss my concealer!! I look in the mirror and I mistake myself for a pepperoni pizza sometimes! Curse stress pimples. And chocolate pimples. And Mother Nature pimples.  But it's a new day. My skin is starting to clear up. Surprisingly, I didn't want to put a bag over my head when I got up this morning.  Well, until next week! 

 

cheyanne : 
 

Hey. Week two. So this week has FLOWN by. All of a sudden I was reading last week's posts, and then, WHAMO. It's Sunday. 

It's been a super busy week. I haven't really had a lot of down time to think about not wearing make up. I'm feeling ok, I guess. Just, bleh. Not bad. Just bleh. 

My husband and I had our anniversary yesterday. So that was cool. I love him a lot. Today we celebrated cause he and I worked all day yesterday, me during the day and him at night. I wanted to dress up nice for him, but when I don't have make up on, I just feel... unfinished. 

He took me to Panera. I know it's not necessary for me to wear make up with him, but I just want to put my face in a bag when I don't have make up on and I'm out in public with him. He's such a hottie. And I feel like people judge us. But it was a good lunch. He is a good husband. 

My heart seems to feel great when it's just my husband and I. Or I am at work. Or whatever. My kids don't judge me at work so why should I care? My heart hurts and wants to hide when I go out in a place where I don't know people. I get so scared. But feeling comfortable in my own skin is something I'm working on. It won't happen in a day, in week, and for me, not for a few months or maybe even years. But that's ok, because the point is, I'm trying. 

So my funny experience for the week.. I honestly can't think of anything super funny this week, except for my dog. She's always a wreck. :) there's a video of her talking to my husband and I about wanting to go outside when we were both warm in bed and not wanting to get up on my Facebook. She's so vocal. And bossy. Lil brat. :P 

 I wanted to pick up make up on Thursday. I was wearing a pretty outfit and wanted to feel "finished," but I didn't. 
I really miss my concealer!! I look in the mirror and I mistake myself for a pepperoni pizza sometimes! Curse stress pimples. And chocolate pimples. And Mother Nature pimples. 

But it's a new day. My skin is starting to clear up. Surprisingly, I didn't want to put a bag over my head when I got up this morning. 

Well, until next week! 

molly :  How I am feeling this week- Honestly such a tough week! I feel ugly because I'm pale and broken out, not to mention being single on Valentine's Day. How my heart is changing- I have been trying to focus on how God sees me and the condition of my heart. Am I being kind, compassionate, and putting others before myself, etc. Funny Experience- One of my kindergarten students told me I looked different and that I needed more sleep. It's true, kids at this age are honest and speak their mind! How many times I accidentally put makeup on- I grabbed for it a lot! The only time I accidentally put it on was right before the Jana Kramer concert. I did my entire face only to remember and then was so thankful for one of my roommates reminding me. What I miss the most- Being tan and mascara!! Through this whole process, I gave up tanning to be more natural and healthier. That has honestly been the hardest thing for me. I also miss my mascara because it's my favorite and I love long lashes!  


molly : 

How I am feeling this week- Honestly such a tough week! I feel ugly because I'm pale and broken out, not to mention being single on Valentine's Day.
How my heart is changing- I have been trying to focus on how God sees me and the condition of my heart. Am I being kind, compassionate, and putting others before myself, etc.
Funny Experience- One of my kindergarten students told me I looked different and that I needed more sleep. It's true, kids at this age are honest and speak their mind!
How many times I accidentally put makeup on- I grabbed for it a lot! The only time I accidentally put it on was right before the Jana Kramer concert. I did my entire face only to remember and then was so thankful for one of my roommates reminding me.
What I miss the most- Being tan and mascara!! Through this whole process, I gave up tanning to be more natural and healthier. That has honestly been the hardest thing for me. I also miss my mascara because it's my favorite and I love long lashes!

 

princess kate :    Week  2 : Trials and Triumphs Lets get really real here for a second, what in the world is up with acne ?!?!? I am a 33 year old woman with breakouts. There, I admitted it. I have monthly bouts of acne.  Hormones, grrrr. While necessary, I wish the hormones came in with a little less visibility right smack dab on my face.  So, this week my pimples brought me moments of trial, lots and lots and lots of trial.  It was hard ( SOOOOO hard) to not be able to grab the concealer and cover up of these pesky little guys.  But I did not! I prevailed, I triumphed and went out into the world hormonal pimples and all.  And made it through each and every day triumphantly! The hormones, these little stinkers, lead me straight to the health and beauty aisle deeply checking out the self tanners.  I am serious. Self. Tanners.  It was at this point in the CVS aisle that I thought "Geez Cox, you NEED an intervention!" I needed someone to come and yell " PUT DOWN THE SELF TANNER, PUT IT DOWN! BACK SLOWLY AWAY FROM THE BOTTLE!!! SLOWLY, YES THAT'S IT. NOW, KEEP WALKING AWAY. SLOWLY"  - These thoughts in my head had me chuckling and realizing I really dont need that stuff. So I walked away, slowly.  BAM! Another Trial and Triumph! My last trial was a failure and triumph all in one. I was out of town for a conference this week and away from the family. This is always a blessing and a hardship.  It was wonderful to have a few days away in Chicago totally being a kid free and makeup free grownup. The no makeup situation was not nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be- Triumph!   I got home on Valentines Day to very excited kiddos, the littlest had decided for Valentines Day she would give me a makeover.  So, well, I failed this no makeup challenge spectacularly for 45 minutes. I got DONE UP 4 year old style.  Let me tell you she held nothing back! She was so very proud of her present and work that it made this failure a TOTAL TRIUMPH! As I reflected and prayed on my trials from this week, I was blessed with some clarity- I don't need the artificial glow, I need to uncover my own glow. I kept that on repeat and now have a goal in mind for week 3, really truly focus on what I am doing for my skin, how am I treating it? It's the only skin I'm going to get. I should be the upmost kind and loving to it!  And I am going to be. I am going to choose foods that nourish my skin, i will choose products that are kind and good for my skin.  I WILL find my own (middle of winter) glow. I will be proud of each mark and laugh line and freckle. I will find a way to love each part of this face god has given me and I will treat it well.  


princess kate : 
 

Week  2 : Trials and Triumphs

Lets get really real here for a second, what in the world is up with acne ?!?!? I am a 33 year old woman with breakouts. There, I admitted it. I have monthly bouts of acne.  Hormones, grrrr. While necessary, I wish the hormones came in with a little less visibility right smack dab on my face.  So, this week my pimples brought me moments of trial, lots and lots and lots of trial.  It was hard ( SOOOOO hard) to not be able to grab the concealer and cover up of these pesky little guys.  But I did not! I prevailed, I triumphed and went out into the world hormonal pimples and all.  And made it through each and every day triumphantly!

The hormones, these little stinkers, lead me straight to the health and beauty aisle deeply checking out the self tanners.  I am serious. Self. Tanners.  It was at this point in the CVS aisle that I thought "Geez Cox, you NEED an intervention!" I needed someone to come and yell " PUT DOWN THE SELF TANNER, PUT IT DOWN! BACK SLOWLY AWAY FROM THE BOTTLE!!! SLOWLY, YES THAT'S IT. NOW, KEEP WALKING AWAY. SLOWLY"  - These thoughts in my head had me chuckling and realizing I really dont need that stuff. So I walked away, slowly.  BAM! Another Trial and Triumph!

My last trial was a failure and triumph all in one. I was out of town for a conference this week and away from the family. This is always a blessing and a hardship.  It was wonderful to have a few days away in Chicago totally being a kid free and makeup free grownup. The no makeup situation was not nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be- Triumph!   I got home on Valentines Day to very excited kiddos, the littlest had decided for Valentines Day she would give me a makeover.  So, well, I failed this no makeup challenge spectacularly for 45 minutes. I got DONE UP 4 year old style.  Let me tell you she held nothing back! She was so very proud of her present and work that it made this failure a TOTAL TRIUMPH!

As I reflected and prayed on my trials from this week, I was blessed with some clarity- I don't need the artificial glow, I need to uncover my own glow. I kept that on repeat and now have a goal in mind for week 3, really truly focus on what I am doing for my skin, how am I treating it? It's the only skin I'm going to get. I should be the upmost kind and loving to it!  And I am going to be. I am going to choose foods that nourish my skin, i will choose products that are kind and good for my skin.  I WILL find my own (middle of winter) glow. I will be proud of each mark and laugh line and freckle. I will find a way to love each part of this face god has given me and I will treat it well.

 

  bethany w :    Like I already told you ladies, this week was a struggle. I got my hair done (which turned out amazing! Thanks to Trista Price <--Um, go get your hairs did by her. Now.) but the whole time I was sitting there looking in the mirror, all I could think was "I NEED makeup." Need. When I started this thing, I never thought it would be this hard. On random days and sometimes weeks when I choose not to wear any, I don't think much of it. But this is different. Much more difficult. I'm breaking out like CRAZY. I don't ever wear concealer or foundation but I figure if I wear eye makeup, it will draw attention away from the blemishes. I have no distraction now. Nothing. And it's seriously eating at me. I feel SO vulnerable.  Also, my birthday is this week. I don't look forward to my birthday. Actually, I completely dread my birthday. Everything always goes horribly wrong and I just wish I could skip it. Last year was the very worst and I desperately hope this year doesn't top it...although, I'm not sure how it could. However, the weekend after is usually when I go out with friends. What girl doesn't want to get all dolled up and look amazing on a night out, especially when that night is supposed to be for her? I sooo want to wear makeup and get my hair done and find the perfect outfit. But I know I can't. My heart isn't in the right place and that makes this so much more difficult. Pray for me. For everything I've told you so far and for the weeks to come. Please? I'm trying. I don't want this to be about ME. I want it to be about HIM.  

 

bethany w : 
 

Like I already told you ladies, this week was a struggle. I got my hair done (which turned out amazing! Thanks to Trista Price <--Um, go get your hairs did by her. Now.) but the whole time I was sitting there looking in the mirror, all I could think was "I NEED makeup." Need.

When I started this thing, I never thought it would be this hard. On random days and sometimes weeks when I choose not to wear any, I don't think much of it. But this is different. Much more difficult. I'm breaking out like CRAZY. I don't ever wear concealer or foundation but I figure if I wear eye makeup, it will draw attention away from the blemishes. I have no distraction now. Nothing. And it's seriously eating at me. I feel SO vulnerable. 

Also, my birthday is this week. I don't look forward to my birthday. Actually, I completely dread my birthday. Everything always goes horribly wrong and I just wish I could skip it. Last year was the very worst and I desperately hope this year doesn't top it...although, I'm not sure how it could. However, the weekend after is usually when I go out with friends. What girl doesn't want to get all dolled up and look amazing on a night out, especially when that night is supposed to be for her? I sooo want to wear makeup and get my hair done and find the perfect outfit. But I know I can't. My heart isn't in the right place and that makes this so much more difficult. Pray for me. For everything I've told you so far and for the weeks to come. Please? I'm trying. I don't want this to be about ME. I want it to be about HIM.

 

  bethany b :  this week has been harder for me. due to pimples. like giant chin pimples.  my husband trimmed his beard and so when he kisses my face hard like he does, it rubs on my face and then i get pimples. so i love him. but enough with the pimples already.  i actually enjoy not wearing make up now more than i like wearing make up. which is fun. we're going away for a work thing of ethan's this weekend and i got a new $7 dress that is floral and fantastic. i really would like to wear a sleek pony tail and a lot of mascara. because mascara.  i want to wear layers and layers and curl them up pretty and wow my husband with the eyes.  i miss my eyelash curler. and obviously you know about the mascara.  my husband thanked me for not wearing make up last night while we were supposed to be sleeping but we were just looking at each other instead. seriously, married life sometimes is so fun because it's just a sleepover every night with your very best friend and you also get to kiss.  anyways, it melts my heart to know he loves my natural face most. even tho i look better in mascara ;)   

 

bethany b : 

this week has been harder for me. due to pimples. like giant chin pimples. 
my husband trimmed his beard and so when he kisses my face hard like he does, it rubs on my face and then i get pimples. so i love him. but enough with the pimples already. 

i actually enjoy not wearing make up now more than i like wearing make up. which is fun.

we're going away for a work thing of ethan's this weekend and i got a new $7 dress that is floral and fantastic. i really would like to wear a sleek pony tail and a lot of mascara. because mascara. 
i want to wear layers and layers and curl them up pretty and wow my husband with the eyes. 

i miss my eyelash curler. and obviously you know about the mascara. 

my husband thanked me for not wearing make up last night while we were supposed to be sleeping but we were just looking at each other instead. seriously, married life sometimes is so fun because it's just a sleepover every night with your very best friend and you also get to kiss. 
anyways, it melts my heart to know he loves my natural face most. even tho i look better in mascara ;) 


 

  alicia :  ....this week got a little harder because of a couple breakouts, but I wasn't even tempted to pack my make up bag when packing for a weekend at my parents. ....I don't even miss putting make up on. I really thought I would and that it would be more tempting. There are times I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror and see all the imperfections. And other times, I start to see the beautiful in the natural. ....0. But when the breakout started I started to panic about how I was going to cover it up. ....still miss my eyelash curler. I realize it's not an actual make up product, but it is a tool that alters the natural so I've tried to ban it for these 40 days as well. I feel like my small and lighter colored eyelashes only enhance the tired that covers my face.  

 

alicia : 

....this week got a little harder because of a couple breakouts, but I wasn't even tempted to pack my make up bag when packing for a weekend at my parents.

....I don't even miss putting make up on. I really thought I would and that it would be more tempting. There are times I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror and see all the imperfections. And other times, I start to see the beautiful in the natural.

....0. But when the breakout started I started to panic about how I was going to cover it up.

....still miss my eyelash curler. I realize it's not an actual make up product, but it is a tool that alters the natural so I've tried to ban it for these 40 days as well. I feel like my small and lighter colored eyelashes only enhance the tired that covers my face.

 

confessions of a grown up drama queen || la vie en rose || baby burts

confession : 
today all i want to do is have a sweet baby burt girl in my arms,
singing la vie en rose to her and being her mama. 

that's it. 
that's all i want. 

i woke up humming it. 
it's in my heart. 
i rolled over and kissed my husband's face. hard. 
and he smiled to big. 
best way to wake up, ever. 
but then i also wanted to have our baby burt girl. 

we had a lovely morning. both humming the song. 
obviously ethan humming it in silly french accent. 
and making me laugh. 
breakfast and coffee. 
and then it's out to the office to work.  

i turned on my favorite version of the song and cried at my computer screen. 
then called my husband out to hold me on the utility room stairs so 
i could cry it out and be thankful for his big strong arms.
and his love. 
and that we're in this together. 

and then i also texted my friend who knows my heart so well.  
she responds with the best heart and kindness and beautiful friendship. 
and also saying that obviously baby burt would be the cutest baby
with the biggest brown eyes and all the irish hair.
and be in all the floral onesies. 
love her. beloved friend. 

i just want to share about this because this happens to me. 
and i don't try to hurry it away anymore. 
i suffer through it. and am thankful. 

i am very dramatic. 
ethan quotes anne of green gables all the time at me. 
"this is a wound i shall carry with me for the rest of my life"
that's mostly how i behave about every. little. thing. 
it's cute though, right? 

no. it's not cute. 
how will i behave when things don't go my way? 
how will i choose to speak about god if i don't get babies?
how will my story look if i do away with obeying god in the now
because things are looking perfect for me. for my perfect plan. 
that i made up for my life. 
that aren't necessarily bad things to want or dream about. 
but can quickly become idols of my life and take the place of serving my god. 

there is no perfect life. 
there is just perfect surrender. 


i have prayed the prayer. 
now i have to live the life. 

my life is for him. and not for me. 
so i do what he asks. 

i have zero idea what the future holds. 
if we still can't have our own babies, there are ways to get some. 
 we already talk about getting all the kids. 
because there are kids who need parents. 
and we have all the love to give. 

but i sit at my computer and i do another day's work. 
i love my husband and i am thankful for another day to be his wife. 
i sing my songs and dream of holding my own babies one day and singing to them. 
but i also have peace that maybe that won't be for me. 
because god knows what my story is. and i just want to live by faith and do the life he has for me.

i want him more than i want what my heart thinks it wants. 
because my heart leads me astray. 
my god never does. 


and that is my comfort. 

i have gorgeous nieces (i have nieces now!! eeep!) and nephews that love their aunt beffy 
and i so deeply love my time with them. 

i have coffee to drink and emails to answer. 
i'm honored that people even email me. like, they want to know what i think. they want my help.
they want my tiny amount of knowledge about photos&business. 
or friendship. or marriage advice. 
and i have to be in tune with the holy spirit to know how to answer them. 
because these emails are not a coincidence.  

i have photos to edit and more photos to take. 

i have a business to run. 

i have book clubs & if : tables to host. 

i have a ridiculously good-looking husband to show affection to and to serve and honor god in. 

i have a calling and i'm living it now. 

i struggle with where i'm at some days. 
but through the struggle i see the beauty. 
and i'm amazed that god is using little ole me. 
for his big glory. 

and i'm in awe. thankful and at peace. 
i delight in each day. and i just seek to know him more. 


today || happy heart | friendship & all the coffee | burt and cole

some days are just extra special, ya know? 
today is one of those days. 

my bride - turned - friend nicole who i call cole or n.cole 
drove an hour + just to hang out with me on her day off. 
how cool is she? 

so we obviously started the day with coffee and a mini photo shoot in my home. 
i impressed her with my coffee making skills. 
and then we ate pizza and breadsticks. times ten. 

obviously i think it's really important to take photos of your memories. 
and i'm so happy we got these today. 
and i'm so happy she's cool with whatever i want to do. 
like stop on the side of the road to shoot by a cool wall. 

nicole is one of my girls now. 
like, i'm just so blessed by her. 
i'm thankful wedding photography brought us together. 
she's welcomed me into her heart and her family. 
her husband is the kindest sweetest soul. 
her aunt tam is now my aunt tam. 
grandma lois and my husband have a special thing going on. 
our mom's have the same first name and our sister's have the same first name. 
so i mean, this is really working out. 

and she loves coffee. 
and pizza. 
and she is extremely funny. 
i love the laughter. and she makes it happen. 
we just get it. we just laugh. 

we were antiquing today and we just had so much fun. 
everything is more fun when you experience it with her. 
and i obviously like that she likes me. 
we were looking at a table and then i saw awesome decorative cherries. 
and i yelled "oh i love these cherries" and got really silly about the cherries. 
which made her laugh and say "i really like you" 
and then my heart smiled. 
and i also yelled at the pizza. because yum. 
and she laughed. 
friendship is so sweet. 
i love being me around my people. and they just love me. and treat me well. 
i love having deep relationships and being good to one another. 
i just have to have her in my life. i love doing life with her in it. 
it's just precious. 

and then we had more coffee & treats from mad goat. because, duh. 

today i realize just how blessed i am. 

tonight i have book club with another girl friend. we have the best book club nights together. 
and later this week i get to photograph my bff's baby boy's 6 month photos. 
and cook with her and work on a fun kitchen slash art photography project that we made up. 
and i just have some incredible women in my life that need to be celebrated. 
and i also realize i need to blog more about the amazing women in my life. 

so this one is about my friendship with cole. 
and how precious of a darling she is to me. 

thank you for loving me. and liking me. 
you have incredible hair and the biggest heart i know. 
also, you're cute. 
i love to talk with you about fun things and serious things.
i love our daily texting & the photos you send me.  
 you pick out the best baby names. 
and don't judge me when i pick terrible baby names that no one else likes. 

^^
-are you some type of model or something?
-baby making hips. 

at home with bb || lemons lemons lemons || not just the prettiest color || plus also, a worship song

it's no secret that i love me some yellow. 

but did you know i'm also crazy about lemons?

i feel like if lemons were a woman they'd be all "we're more than just a pretty color. 
we have health benefits and stuff. don't judge us because we're kinda sour"

you feel me? 

lemons are fantastic and i love them and i think you should too. 

today i welcome you to my bathroom. 
it's darling and little and incomplete and perfect. 

also, here's my favorite things to do with lemons. 

one : put them on my face. 
two : drink them. 

simple. 

you can google all the benefits of lemons & lemons with water. 
please do that, actually. 

i'll just tell you some my favorites. 

 alkalinizing - very important 
flushes the system
aids in digestion
weight loss/control
 natural anti inflammatory
blemish free skin 
natural, beautiful skin toner 

i mean. 
now you love lemons, too. 

also, i'm posting my favorite worship song of the week at the very end. 
so you can get some goodness in your soul while you refresh your face with lemony goodness.

my favorite is to make sure i really focus under my eyes. and around my cheeks.  this really helps in brightening up the skin and even-ing ? out the skin tone.  don't worry about the gross lemon flesh that'll get on you. it's good for you. and you will wash it right off in a minute.  and make sure you rinse and then splash with cold water. cold water closes up the pores so nasty stuff doesn't get in there (as much) during your day. and the cold water is like a good morning slap in the face energy boost.

my favorite is to make sure i really focus under my eyes. and around my cheeks. 
this really helps in brightening up the skin and even-ing ? out the skin tone. 
don't worry about the gross lemon flesh that'll get on you. it's good for you. and you will wash it right off in a minute. 
and make sure you rinse and then splash with cold water. cold water closes up the pores so nasty stuff doesn't get in there (as much) during your day. and the cold water is like a good morning slap in the face energy boost.

fist bump lemon water for the win! also, make sure you actually squeeze half the lemon into your water, if not more. i usually do a whole lemon for one large mason jar. and then decorate the water with the pretty lemon slices. and so that everyone knows you're cool and drink water with lemons in it. but you need to actually squeeze the lemon in there or else it's just pretty water. you need to drink the lemon to get the benefits, k? 

the end. lemons rock my life. 

worship song goodness. just found this beautiful chick and i'm obsessed now with this amazing song. listen here.  it's on repeat in my house. 
have a blessed day, my sweet friends. 

wedding day || love intensely || rose colored glasses photography || ethan and bethany burt || the wedding day with the red door

sometimes we shoot weddings. 
and i completely love it. 

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