Big Thanks and Little Thanks

givethanks

I’m currently trekking through the rain and snow, making the drive from PA to western NC for Thanksgiving at my brother and sister-in-law’s home. I’m so thankful to be able to take time off from work to spend quality time with family and see a new part of the US.

As I will be staying in a remote cabin – away from it all, I will be taking a little Thanksgiving break from posting. So, I wanted to take time today to express my gratitude.

Of course I’m thankful for all the obvious things like my family, my husband, my friends, Maggie, my job, home, and health. I am truly blessed with a beautiful life. You may say that I want to give  BIG thank you to all of these blessings.

But what about the little thank you’s?

Here is a list of a few things lesser thing that I am also thankful for. Parts of my life that I may usually take for granted. Smaller things that may not seem worth noting but things that in the end add to the beauty and greatness of my life.

1. There is this one part of my daily drive home where the sky is always breathtaking – no matter what time of day it is, it always catches my eye. I always say to myself, tomorrow I will pull over to take a picture – and I haven’t yet. I’m grateful to live in such a beautiful part of this country.

2. Warm morning cuddles with Maggie. She makes it both easier to get up but harder to get out of bed.

3. Christmas decorations – most importantly the ones that have been passed down to me from my grandmother or mother and the ones from my childhood. Each holds its own story.

4. Warm boots and scarves – keeps me cozy at the office

5. The fact that I get to see my mom almost every day and my dad at least twice a week. I’m fortunate to know my adults as people, rather than just parents. I’m glad to have them as friends.

6. Scented candles that fill up my home with warm fuzzy feelings – makes evenings alone seem not so lonely

7. The fact that Ryan washes the dishes and cleans the bathrooms without complaint. Even if I DID do these two chores, he’d do the over again because my effort wouldn’t be up to par. I haven’t cleaned the kitchen or the bathroom since we started living together a year ago. I cook, he cleans.

8. Red lipstick that brightens my day and makes me feel more like a woman, even if inside I feel like a slobby troll.

9. Wine, peanut butter, chocolate (hopefully those two things together), apples, nachos, cheese, avocado, cosmos, ice cream, cashews, macaroni and cheese, crab cakes, and chex mix.

10. You! I’m so grateful for this blog and you readers. It still blows my mind that anyone would want to read. I love connecting with all of you, making new friends, and commiserating over this crazy world we live in. I’m so appreciative to have a place to come to every day, a place where I can say my thoughts, be creative, and feel at home. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Have a Happy Thanksgiving!

If you want to follow along on my trip to Asheville connect with me on Twitter or Instagram

xoxo katie

{Love Story} Part 3: Second Chances

ryan3

Read Part One Here

Read Part Two Here

I started telling Ryan and I’s love story two weeks ago. The story began at the beginning of my journey to finding love with Ryan. It is not your typical love story – as it starts in heartbreak years before I even met Ryan. This is where Ryan enters the picture and taught my heart how to heal.

 It was the beginning of summer in 2011 and I was ready to give love (or maybe just dating) a second chance. I knew my heart was ready to give love again. After hearing some stories from other girlfriends I decide to give online dating a shot. I register for OkCupid – because it was free and a couple of my friends had success finding no serial killer dates there. After the painstaking task of writing an online profile, I find myself rolling my eyes at the minimal selection in my small town. Within a few minutes, I started to receive messages from a few guys. But, overall the prospects were rather dismal.

Ryan messaged me, and he appeared to have some promise – but was slow in asking for a date. That same week, I went on my very first OkCupid date. What a disappointment! The guy could barely hold a conversation beyond the weather report and just stared a lot, waiting for me to start conversations. But, instead of giving up, I decided that I would just keep trying, if nothing else I’d have good stories to tell my friends.

So after another week or so of texting one another, Ryan and I go on a date. We meet at a restaurant and have a polite dinner, getting to know one another. He was extremely shy but had a sweet smile and I could tell he was a good person.  I wanted him to loosen up a bit and try to see if he’d break out of his shell – so we decide to go to a bar for a drink. After awhile I can tell he’s more relaxed and he’s sharing more of himself. It was pouring outside and we decide it would be best to simply prolong the date rather than get soaked in the rain storm. We share some good laughs and I start to feel a connection. And then he mentions that he was really hoping to go to Boston for law school and my heart stops. Boston, which is 6 hours away. I really did not want investing time into someone who would be leaving the region at the end of the summer.

It was late at this point and we needed to head out of the bar. We run through the rain to my car and I drive him to his, which was parked further away. I gave him a quick kiss and thought, “I’ll see what happens”, but that whole idea of Boston made my heart sink. You see, I thought I deserved a love that was easy, that was effortless on my part. I was blind to the fact that I would have to sacrifice part of myself to receive love as well. That it would take work. But, at this time, I wanted a relationship to simply fall in my lap, to make up for all my previous heart break.

In the next few days and weeks Ryan would text me, but it was usually nothing more than “Hey” or “What are you up to tonight?”. It didn’t feel like he was putting any heart into it and didn’t put forth any effort to make plans anytime soon. In the meantime, I went on another date. When Ryan’s texts became fewer and further in between, I decided to date someone else. I told Ryan that I didn’t think we should text anymore, because I was dating someone else now. Sorry.

That someone else was a huge disaster. I was wrong when I said that I was ready to give love. Because in order to give love, you have to be willing and ready to receive love as well. My heart was not healed yet. It was not strong enough to give and receive love because I still did not fully love myself yet. True, I was almost there. But I expected an easy route – one where I would not open myself up to be wounded again.

For 5 months I dated someone who I never opened my heart to and he never did the same in return. It was a major waste of time and full of frustrations. But through those vexations and disappointments, I learned more about who I was and my needs and wants. I officially called it quits on New Years Eve of 2012  – I was ready to start the year fresh, with a new confidence. I was done with online dating and wasn’t going to worry about finding a relationship.

You know that saying, “love always happens when you least expect it”, well here is proof.

On January 27, I get an email from LinkedIn saying that Ryan has added me as a connection. Frankly, I’m shocked because he had even deleted me as a Facebook friend the previous summer. I decide to take this as a little hint and message Ryan via LinkedIn. We exchange phone numbers again and start to text on the regular. He had not gone to Boston and was still in the area. Texting was easy. Yet, I still had zero expectations.

A month later on February 25, we decide to go on a second first date. Normally I would fret for hours over an outfit and wait anxiously for his arrival. But, I kept my expectations low and just looked at the night as a casual dinner with a friend. Imagine my surprise when we have a great dinner – with conversation, smiles, and laughs. I find out that like me, Ryan loves karaoke. So, after dinner we head over to a bar that was having karaoke. I gave up my “don’t drink too much” dating rule and let myself go. I wasn’t worried about impressing him or what I looked like. I was simply being myself. We sang Tom’s Petty’s “American Girl” together and then he truly shook my earth by singing a song solo (Braid Paisley’s “On-Line”). Gone, was the shy boy who only a few months ago seemed terrified of me. We danced and sang at the tops of our lungs and I had one of the best nights I had for a long time.

By the end of the night, I knew that this was something special. And, without me even realizing it, my heart began to open up again. That night, I gave my heart a second chance to live, to love.

ryan2

Over the next month we saw each other constantly. We shared  our disappointments, our failures, our hopes – our hearts began to recognize one another. I was calm around him. All my anxiety disappeared and I felt like the girl I had lost so many years ago. The cold shield that I had built up around me over the past 3 years began to come down. Not even a month after that second first date, I knew that I loved him. I knew deep down that this was love. And that I was given a second chance and that I was not going to give up on myself or on Ryan. That this was my future.

ryan7

Things weren’t always easy. Like anything that is worth something, it took work. We both had undergone major heartbreak, and sometimes our minds would slip, forgetting that we now rested on safe ground. His schedule kept us apart – but the fullness he brought to my life when we were together made it all worth it.

ryan11

ryan1

ryan10

The next nine months flew by. I never knew I could find so much about someone else and learn so much about myself in such a short time. We traveled up and down the east coast on weekend getaways and family vacations. We tried new experiences and grew together. In December of 2012 we moved in to our first home together. The future was looking bright.

Stay Tuned for Part 4: Surprise Engagement!

xoxo katie

 

 

 

Weekend Wrap Up – Thanksgiving Week 11.25.13

unnamed

Another weekend flew by and now we are greeted with a beautiful two-day week and Thanksgiving vacation! This weekend was kind of a whirlwind – we didn’t have too many plans, but it was busy with errands, and decorating, and preparing for Thanksgiving. I scored that adorable sign above at Home Goods – could have spent a fortune there on Saturday!

Our house is a beautiful cozy Christmas retreat and I love just sitting on the couch basking in the glow of all my reindeer (my obsession) and pretty candles while watching cheesy Lifetime Christmas movies.

Today, I’m so thankful for a two-day week and so thankful to be able to travel to the Asheville, NC area to spend Thanksgiving at my brother and sister in laws house. This will be my first time traveling to his new (3 years!) home. My parents have visited them over Thanksgiving the past couple of years while I’ve stayed at home (no vacation time and dogs to take care of). I’m so excited I get to come along this year!

So, in the wee hours of Wednesday morning Ryan and I will load up my parent’s mini van and join them for the 11 hour trek to NC.

Both the cabin we are staying in and my brother’s house are in the mountains and very isolated, so I will be without internet connection for a few days. My blogging will be limited and I will enjoy unplugging and family time. My brother and his wife are vegans and we will be having a 100% vegan Thanksgiving!

I’m looking forward to exploring their town, touring Biltmore Estate, and seeing the views of the Blue Ridge mountains. Oh, and all the games, drinking, and snacks that will be taking place!

When we return on Sunday – it will officially be Christmas time!

As November is drawing to a close – I thought it best to do a second recap on my Fall Goals:

fall goals

Clean out closets and donate clothes   – almost all done! Will post before and after photos of my closets, because I’m proud! 

Resist buying any clothes until November   – As I mentioned in my first recap – I failed this right away. But I succeeded at not buying any clothes or accessories for myself between mid September to the second week of November! I honestly didn’t miss having a new shirt once a week (yes, I was that bad)I used the saved money on Christmas gifts.Score! 

Organize office

Print photos from wedding and other recent events for albums and frames  

Learn more than just 4 settings on my camera – getting there!

Wake up earlier on the weekends  – nope, we just can’t seem to kick lying around in bed on weekend mornings when we have no urgent plans. 

Do more than 12 full push ups at a time   

Stop late night snacking and wining – nope! this has probably gotten worse – I blame the cold weather and being covered in baggy winter sweats and blankets! Also explains why the only clothes that fit me well right now are yoga pants and dresses. Time to get serious —(after Christmas?!?!) 

So I completed 50% of my goals. Humpf. I decided that in the future, I’m going to break them down in months. I will be posting my December goals soon and will be taking part in Amber’s (from Mr. Thomas and Me) #sayyesproject.  Help me stay on track guys!

How are you spending your Thanksgiving?

 

xoxo katie

 

 

 

5 Reasons I Celebrate Christmas “Early”

Five Friday Favorites xmas8

This year there seems to be more ho0-ha about people celebrating Christmas too early. The internet is saying that some people think this is a big no-no and that they are forgetting all about Thanksgiving.  I don’t know why this year seems worse than overs – every year stores start putting out Christmas items and decor at the end of September. Have no fret, worry worts, we will all still take the time to be grateful for all our blessings, stuff our faces, and enjoy down time with our family’s over turkey, stuffing, and pumpkin pie. Thanksgiving isn’t going to disappear.

(Although I  STRONGLY disagree with Black Friday now starting on Thursday, tearing retail workers away from their families and the right to take a long cozy nap after that carb overload and encouraging individuals to shop in a crowded mall instead of sitting around catching up with their families and leftovers.)

Christmas is my most favorite time of the year. I love that it gives an excuse to make every one be kind to each other and to celebrate. I feel all warm and fuzzy all season long.

As of today, I am all done shopping (minus some stocking stuffers), have the house nearly decorated, our Christmas cards are ready to go, and have planned out our holiday festivities – Christmas movie watching, Baileys hot chocolate sipping, tree cutting down and decorating, festive holiday party throwing and attending, cookie baking and decorating and so on.

So, to clear up some questions for you Scrooges out there that think Christmas celebrations should be strictly held off until midnight on December 1 (at the earliest) here are my 5 favorite reasons to celebrate Christmas “early”.

1. I’d rather spend the month of December reveling in all the Holiday Cheer

xmas10

xmas1

I like to get all the Christmas errands, shopping for gifts, shopping for wrapping paper and tape (why am I always running out of tape?), shopping for all your cooking and baking ingredients, cleaning up your guest bedrooms, etc so that I can actually relax and enjoy all the fun activities and events in December.

I’d rather spend my time cuddling with Ryan watching Christmas movies with some spiked hot chocolate than rushing around last-minute trying to find the perfect gift for the in-laws. I’d rather spend my time listening to our favorite Christmas music and decorating sand tarts with my mom rather than bailing because I haven’t had time to dig out my Christmas ornaments yet. I’d rather put the finishing touches on my holiday outfit and relax with a glass of champagne before my guests arrive  than cursing myself because I have to run out to the store AGAIN to pick up napkins 30 minutes before the holiday party starts.

There is simply too much to do (and eat) to squeeze it all in a few short weeks.

Thanksgiving is very late this year which only allows a short 3.5 weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas. There are too many parties, too many events, too many movies to watch and tunes to listen to, and old and new recipes to make. I never can seem to squeeze all that I want to do during the holidays in. Add the fact that Christmas is on a Wednesday this year, which means only one day of work off that week. Boo! So really only 3 weekends to do all the things you need and want to do.  So, why not start earlier? Why limit yourself on Christmas cheer?

2. Less last-minute stress

xmas5

xmas2

I love Christmas, but there is no doubt that the holidays are stressful. You are often pulled in five billion directions between family and friends and you also want to fit in some reflective down time for yourself. More money is being spent, you’re under pressure to find the perfect gift for everyone on your list and there is the daunting pressure of New Years Eve looming in the future. There is a sense of urgency around it all.

By starting early, I give myself some breathing space the week before Christmas. This allows me time to reflect on the past year and for the blessings I’ve received. I can take time to spend time with friends and family and do the things that make me happiest. You’ll never find me running out to the stores the week before Christmas. A crowded mall is the last place I’d ever want to be.

3.  Spread out the budget

xmas9

You’ll never find me rushing around on Christmas Eve sweating over what to get my great Aunt and finding myself spending $40.00 on a ridiculous bird tray because I couldn’t decide between another scented candle or necklace she’d probably never wear?  I like to spread out my shopping throughout the six months prior to Christmas. Not only does this put less pressure on finding the perfect gift in a short time frame it’s also easier on my budget.

From August to December, I allow a certain amount of money each month to go towards Christmas gifts. I often discover unique gifts for people while travelling or while I’m not under pressure. There are deals all the time – so don’t you worry about all those “Holiday Saving Events”. At least this way I’m not pinching for pennies to pay for all the additional things you find yourself buying or paying for during the holiday season.

4. You get to enjoy the decorations longer

xmas3

I love to decorate – it take a full weekend to get everything lugged up from the basement and to decide that year’s decoration scheme. Fact: Ryan and I spent a full 1.5 hours on Wednesday night hanging the garland on our banister. We just couldnt’ seem to get it “just so”. Since it takes so much effort and work to decorate – why not enjoy it for as long as you can?

I dread the day I have to take everything down and hide it away in the basement for another 10 months. The house always looks so depressed, so empty, so cold after all the festive decor goes away.

5. It makes me happy and relaxed

382049_3592167337860_1862414021_n

There is no simpler way to say this. The holidays make me feel wonderful inside. Love is all around. I love the comfort of knowing all the words to my beloved Christmas tunes. I love knowing that I can throw on a feel good holiday movie at any time. I love the lights, the trees, the decor, the cookies, it’s all so beautiful and magical. I love the memories of innocence and childhood it brings up. I love that my family all comes together and celebrates the same exact way we have since I was born. I love all the traditions.

I love that everyone is happier this time of year. I love that it gives us a reason to be grateful to be more loving and to be more accepting. I wouldn’t put that off any longer than I have to.

What is your opinion on starting to celebrate Christmas before you cut the turkey on Thanksgiving day?

xmas7

xoxo katie

 

Jennifer Lawrence Love Fest

I have one thing on my mind right now and that is how I’m going to be seeing Catching Fire in a few hours.

catching fire

I like to make a point to go to the midnight premieres of fun movies – just makes it more of a celebration – an event. We all know how much I love celebrating everything I possibly can! But, I’ve been feeling old lately and when my friend Ashley and I went to go buy our tickets back in September, I was SO HAPPY that they also had an 8 p.m. showing tonight, before it is “officially” released nationwide tomorrow.

This  means I can get home and into my PJ’s and get all snuggled up at a reasonable hour. It also means I won’t only get a few hours of sleep and have a very long Friday at work.

So, like every other woman in America I LOVE Jennifer Lawrence. I thought she was amazing in Winter’s Bone, rocks it out in Hunger Games, and stole my heart in Silver Lining’s Playbook. In spite of being in a blockbuster trilogy and winning an Oscar she appears to be so down to earth, funny, and NORMAL. I have no doubt in my mind that if she was my next door neighbor we’d be best friends.

I would love to sit around in sweats all day with her eating cheesy fries and watching reality TV.

I also love the fact that she’d probably roll her eyes at what I just said.

There are countless articles, buzzfeed lists, and gifs out there highlighting the hilarity of Jennifer Lawrence. She just keeps the funny coming! I feel the more famous she becomes, the harder she tries to make sure her “real” self is shining through.

So, today, I’m simply sharing some of my favorite JLaw quotes and gifs because she is just so fun and real. See you tonight girl!

wink

On making movies: “Not to sound rude, but [acting] is stupid. Everybody’s like, ‘How can you remain with a level head?’ And I’m like, ‘Why would I ever get cocky? I’m not saving anybody’s life. There are doctors who save lives and firemen who run into burning buildings. I’m making movies. It’s stupid.'” – Vanity Fair

jalw

 “If I don’t have anything to do all day, I might not even put my pants on.” – Glamour magazine

Premiere Of Liongate's "The Hunger Games" - Arrivals

I too plan my days around my meals. “What is for dinner?” is my first thought after finishing lunch.

eating

On the contents of her Oscars purse: “Candy, almonds, my phone, a Baby Ruth, Laffy Taffy.”

fires

Woody Harrelson, recalls his first meeting with the actress for the mag: “I was on my bus, and on my bus I have a yoga swing. Jennifer comes on, and she goes, ‘Hi, Woody, I’m J– is that a sex swing?’ Her first sentence to me.”

anigif_enhanced-buzz-32153-1356395895-2

On an early Abercrombie & Fitch photo shoot: “None of my pictures ended up getting used, and when my dad called to ask why, they sent over the negatives — like, here’s why! All the other girls are looking cute, modeling while playing football, and my face is bright red, my nostrils are flared, and I’m mid-leap, about to tackle this girl, like, ‘Rahhrrr!’ I’m not even looking at the camera. The other girls were like, ‘Get her away from me!’” 

jlaw2

On red carpet appearances:“It’s so scary. And then I end up getting so nervous that I get like [I am] now. I get really hyper. [Squeals.] So then I go in interviews and I’m like, ‘I’m like a chihuahua! I’m shaking and peeing!’ And then afterwards, I’m like, ‘I just talked about peeing on the red carpet.’”

Jennifer Lawrence graceful expression1 Jennifer Lawrence graceful expression2

 “We have the ability to control this image that young girls are going to be seeing,” she explained. “Girls see enough of this body that we’ll never be able to obtain . . . It’s an amazing opportunity to rid ourselves of that in this industry. And also, I think, it’s better to look strong and healthy. I feel like somebody like Kate Moss running at you with a bow and arrow wouldn’t really be scary.”

weight

Don’t you go changing! 

anigif_enhanced-buzz-22697-1356677263-0

xoxo katie

Love Story Part Two: Rewriting My Story

katie rewriting my story

Read Part One Here

I started telling Ryan and I’s love story last week. The story began at the beginning of my journey to finding love with Ryan. It is not your typical love story – as it starts in heartbreak years before I even met Ryan.

But, this is the story that brought me to Ryan and this is my story to tell.

It was October 2009 and my week’s vacation at the beach had come to an end. I tearfully said goodbye to my mother and brother and hopped on a plane back to Chicago to face my future. I was so hurt on the inside but I masked it with a fiery rage. Zero part of me wanted to have a conversation with him. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs and run away. I could barely walk with out shaking as I collected my bags at baggage claim and made my way out to his waiting car. My heart felt like it was going to explode when I made eye contact with him for the fist time. He looked guilty. He looked sad. But, to me all I saw was a loss. Something I didn’t even recognize anymore. I spent five years of my life with him but I did not know him anymore.

I would be lying if I didn’t say I tried to make things work. Giving up felt like quitting and I’m not a quitter. But as October turned into November it became easier to see that the life we built together was over. But, it’s hard to say goodbye to something that you’ve held so close for so long. It was a decision that was stalled and ignored. I laid in bed and tried to sleep it off. At the beginning of November, we jointly made the decision that I return to my childhood home in PA for the duration of the holidays.

So four years ago, on this week in November, my father flew out to Chicago and helped me pack up my tiny two door coupe with just enough clothes and belongings to get me through New Years Eve.  The following day, he, my dog Maggie, and I started the 12 hour drive to Lancaster, PA. I left with a horrible sinking feeling, like how you sometimes feel when you are leaving for a trip and feel like you left something crucial behind like your ID or your camera. But along with that sinking feeling, I was overcome with a sense of freedom of letting go. Yet, I still held hope that the heart I knew hadn’t completely been buried in tarnished memories. I still held hope for not only my future but our future.

The usual happy tidings and excitement of Thanksgiving and Christmas weighed down on me like a bag of bricks. I couldn’t make it through most Christmas songs without breaking down in tears and I suffered countless panic attacks. I felt both comforted and claustrophobic in my childhood bedroom – recently remodeled away from my girlhood pink carpet and twin size bed. I felt so lost. I settled into the comfort at home, but part of me still didn’t feel like I belonged.

winter 2009

It wasn’t just the loss of love that made me feel so out-of-place, it was the fact that my identity was so wrapped up in that love, in that life. But the love and support that I felt from my family and girl friends pulled me though.

Sometime before Christmas, it was clear to me that although I had never experienced this much pain or this much confusion, I was better off here than there. I was better off with out him. With out that life. It was time to call off the wedding. I felt like a failure. Like a disappointment. I was 26 years old and had no idea where my life was headed. Thank goodness my mom handled all of the dirty work. It was just all so embarrassing.

But, I was ready to rewrite my story. I decided to go back to school – and took some classes at the local art college to get certified in web design and graphic design. I accepted a new job using these skills and gained back some confidence. I ignored all of the phone calls with him, pleading for me to take him back. Crying out that he had changed his mind, that he had made a mistake, that there was nothing else he needed but me. I ignored it all and kept reinventing myself.

Eric's wedding 2010

I travelled almost every weekend to be with friends. Yes, I probably drank too much, dated too many losers, and slept too little, but I had fun. I also created bonds with girlfriends during this time that are everlasting. I found my soul mate in a college best friend – a bond stronger than any I had with him. I’m forever grateful for this time and the bonds it help me create with girlfriends. Life wasn’t perfect, but I was surviving.

Jeanette and I

katie jeanette and laura

My defense mechanism was a giant wall of coyness and coolness. I let no one in other than my family and girlfriends. I dated boys that were not dating material. I tried on all different types. I treated some badly, just because I wanted to feel what it was like. But, I was still wounded.

I was the girl who would sometimes cry at the bar. I was the girl who would never reveal anything personal about herself. I was the girl who didn’t let any man in, but then got hurt when I didn’t receive anything in return. I craved validation. I was the girl who had no idea where her future was headed.

Five months after I moved back into my parent’s home, my Dad and I flew back out to Chicago to pack up the rest of my belongings and mark my furniture for professional movers to bring back. Walking into my old home was a strange experience. It felt haunted, I didn’t recognize the ghost of myself that I caught glimpses of. I was ready to officially say goodbye. I wasn’t that girl anymore. Yet, I still didn’t know the girl who had replaced my former self.

For the next year, I was an explorer. In many ways, the world felt like a fresh new place. I was rewriting my story. I learned that only I could control my destiny and I was going make sure my new life was just what I wanted. I was searching for myself again. I wasn’t sure what I was going to find – was she going to be better than the person I was with him? Was she going to be better than the person she was before him? Was I going to have to force myself to love her? Will she love me?

I was searching for love, but the most important kind, self-love.

Once I finally started to feel comfortable with myself again and could see a future, I decided I wanted to share her and it with someone. In the beginning of summer 2011, I decided to try a free online dating site.

What did I have to lose?

Stay tuned next week for Part 3: Second Chance

xoxo katie

 

Caring Cowls – a special discount for you!

ccheader

caringcowls4

I’m so excited to share this post with you today! A few weeks back I linked to the amazing online shop, Caring Cowls, highlighting it as a shop offering perfect gifts that gives back.

Last week I received my cowl and am thrilled with the quality and craftsmanship. All cowls are handmade by Sarah. She was the sweetest person to work with and replied to all my questions in a very timely matter. I can’t get over how beautiful this handmade item is.

caringcowls1

caringcowls2

caringcowls5 caringcowls3

caringcowls6

All cowls are handmade by Sarah. She was the sweetest person to work with and replied to all my questions in a very timely matter. The quality is amazing and it is so soft. I can’t wait to bundle up with it under my coat this winter. The best part? 100% of the proceeds go to charity! 

From Sarah – the founder and owner of Caring Cowls:

“Caring Cowls is a nonprofit organization that raises money for various charities and organizations. All proceeds from sales are donated (minus material and shipping costs). So far, Caring Cowls has donated $300 to the American Red Cross, American Cancer Society, Action Against Hunger, and the International Rescue Committee. Currently, Caring Cowls is funding for the Polaris Project. Caring Cowls offers a large variety of styles, colors, and patterns, and you can view them on our Etsy Store, blog, or contact Sarah at caringcowls@live.com

Caring Cowls is offering all my readers a 20% discount off all cowls with the code: ABLA20

Any of these cowls would make a great gift for any special females in your life.

Check out all the cowls here:
Etsy  —  Blog

xoxo katie