Birthday Outfit in Manhattan

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My birthday dress HAD to be just as spectacular as my birthday. So, without question, I chose this bright orange/red swing dress to wear on my special day. It’s lightweight material and design had me feeling like a movie star all day long whilst still being comfortable on those sticky subways and humid streets. This dress did all sorts of memorable things starting with mass at St. Patricks Cathedral, a walk in Central Park, brunch in the perfect hole in the wall restaurant with the best vodka pasta and mimosa’s ever and last but not least, shopping on 5th avenue.

I had the best 21st birthday. It started at midnight at Hard Rock Cafe in Times Square with my first legal drink being a delicious daiquiri and surrounded by a bunch of chill, cool people singing me Happy Birthday. Our waitress went over and beyond for me to feel special in those first moments of being 21. We didn’t end up back in our hotel until 3am or so and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. It feels so satisfying being twenty-one. Finally, right?

These photos were taken right after a beautiful mass (The mass was about marriage. How funny! I got engaged that night.) outside of St. Patricks Cathedral. We went on to eat the best pasta and pizza  on this planet and afterwards walked it off at Central Park where I spotted the most beautiful bride (all the signs were there.) I did a little damage inside Anthropologie and Zara and it was already time to get ready for our cruise that took us around the city. A New York minute is no joke.

And the rest is history…

 

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©Karissa Marie

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Our Engagement Story

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It’s currently 1am New York time and I am too high off of love to fall asleep. Saying that I am on Cloud 9 is an absolute understatement. Cloud-uh-Billion is where I’m currently located. Tonight the love of my life, high school sweet heart, and best friend proposed to me and I said yes. After nearly seven years (I’m exaggerating, its been a solid 6.5) Wyatt decided that in the smack middle of Times Square with a hundred people surrounding us on my 21st birthday would be where he would pop the question and boy oh boy…did he make me melt.

I had thought of all the different ways Wyatt and I would end up engaged but none of them could possibly compare to the way it actually happened. I wish I could tell you that I remembered every single detail of this moment but no, that’s not the case. Everything was such a blur but the sweet things I do remember, I will never forget.

It was around 8:30 PM. We had just gotten off a sunset boat ride that took us around Manhattan (He originally planned on proposing to me then but it didn’t feel right) and everyone was rushing to get back to Times Square because Wyatt said my birthday present was waiting there for me. The entire taxi ride I was guessing what my present could possibly be. I had guessed Ed Sheeran serenading me, One Direction, a puppy, and a private concert from The Kooks. Wyatt said “Guess in your head ok, it’s gonna be good.” The taxi guy dropped us off where the ball drops on New Years. Wyatt grabbed my hand so tight and didn’t let go as he dragged me through the crowd of people.  I started feeling such anxiety because I had no idea what was to come. I kept on repeating “I don’t like surprises, I don’t like surprises.” Little did I know.

Somewhere between heaven and Times Square Wyatt stopped me. I immediately knew this was our moment because I didn’t see Ed Sheeran in sight. Wyatt grabbed my shoulders and said the words that are engraved in my memory forever, he said nervously, “I love you. You’re my best friend and I want to spend the rest of my life with you…” He then got down on one knee and by this time I was already crying and said, “Will you marry me?”

Ahh.

I can’t even begin to type how I felt in that moment. It was a feeling beyond this universe, something that I had never experienced before. For a split second I had forgotten where I was and complete ignored the fact that rows and rows of people were circulating around us taking pictures and going “OH MY GOSH!” It was just me and him in this beautiful crazy city and I have never felt more loved in my entire life. I was screaming YES!YES!YES! and doing some weird awkward dance/hop/kicking my feet in the air kind of thing and there he was, my fiancé, putting this giant rock on my finger while still on one knee. Swoon. We kissed, we hugged, we laughed, we smiled…we were finally engaged to be married. We not only got to share this very special moment with the people of Manhattan but also his parents, my parents and my brother. I could not have asked for anything more.

It was perfection and I’m so happy to be his.

Wyatt and I want to thank everyone who congratulated us. We saw all of your snaps, tweets, and messages and we are so thrilled that you’re thrilled. We feel the love. Thank you.

Let the wedding planning begin.

 

 

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©Karissa Marie

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People Are Mean

I’ve had that Taylor Swift song stuck in my head all day. You know, the one where she sings “Someday, I’ll be living in a big ‘ole city and all you’re ever gonna be is mean.” Sometimes song lyrics bring such comfort to me on days where I feel so small. Just a heads up, I feel like venting and I don’t have anyone to vent to at the moment so here I am typing my little heart out hoping that someone out there understands the way that I feel.

Here we go.

People are mean.

I could stop it right there but I’m sure you would like a little more explanation as to why you’re not getting a typical fashion post in your inbox today. Well, I currently have a raging headache from crying so hard because I’m just so darn sick of being treated poorly. I’m sure so much of you can relate to being beaten down emotionally and girl, it’s tough. I get it.

Let’s back track a little bit shall we? I mentioned very briefly in a previous post that I was bullied in school. I think all those times that I was shoved and kicked to the ground, literally and more than once I might add, has made me so much more vulnerable. I won’t get into my deep dark past of being emotionally and physically bullied in school but I’ll just say that the bullying doesn’t stop there. It’s everyday. It’s between strangers, co-workers, friends and family. I wish I could say that the rude words and actions and feeling completely defeated and small stops after high school but it doesn’t and that’s what I had expected when I graduated. I’m an adult and the moment I even get a vibe that someone is upset with me or when someone is being rude to me, it immediately takes me back to all those times I was bullied in school and I just lose it. LOSE IT. I would love to think that going through a lot of abuse while I was younger has made me stronger but I think my brain and heart developed differently.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve always had a problem with “taking things too personally.” Carrying a whopping 10 pound heart comes with a lot of responsibility. Lots of tears and lots of heartbreak. Even the smallest things will make me cry. I don’t really want to say that it’s because I’m sensitive, (I secretly hate that word) but I think it’s because ever since I was a little girl I’ve been put down. I will not name any names but someone in my family, who is very close to me, has emotionally abused me my entire life. They’ve questioned my intelligence, my work ethic, my life goals…and well to make it short, me. They’ve constantly expressed that what I’m doing and who I am isn’t enough. I’m literally tearing up just typing this because it still bothers me that I can’t be all that this person wants me to be, even today, and it bothers me that even though I’ve grown up and moved away from this person, I still get emotionally abused from other people on a daily basis. I’m so sick of it. I’ve, unfortunately, have taken things to a new level and started medication for my depression and anxiety. I’m know a lot of it has to do with just being born this way and losing a family member but I think the rest of it is because I started to believe all those things that my bully’s had told me. Their little twisted words are stuck in my brain forever. (On the bright side, I’m a lot happier since I started the mediation. Haters gonna hate but my medication will fix that. HA!)

A revelation that I had today, and my point to writing this, is that I will NOT apologize to anyone for having a big heart or for being so “sensitive.” (Gag) I won’t change for anyone, not even for a family member. If I feel like I need to cry, I will. If I feel like shutting people out that have had hurt me, I will. If I feel like taking things too personally, I will. If I feel like typing up a blog post, I will. I am me. I am enough. I love me. Your rude thoughts and actions towards me may break my heart, yes, but they won’t entirely break me. Your hurtful words may ruin the moment but after a good cry and a good nap, they won’t ruin my day. The world would be such a wonderful place to live in if people just realized that their thoughts and actions have true consequences. From little smirks, to mean words, to ruining someones day, you have such an effect on other people, more than you might know. I challenge every single one of you to think before you speak, apologize if you’ve wronged someone and continue to walk with love. 

The world and the girl typing up this blog post could use a little bit of that.

People are mean and that’s just not nice.

 

With Love,

©Karissa Marie

 

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Culottes & Deleting My Blog

IMG_9977 IMG_9962 IMG_9979 IMG_9976 IMG_9967I’ve broken up with jeans and found a new love: Culottes. I love the fact that they are so trendy and fun but more importantly how comfortable and freeing they are. No matter how dressed up I get there’s always one thing that remains important to me and that’s being comfortable in my clothing. There’s nothing I love more than looking fancy and feeling great. Zara has been my one stop shop for  all of those things. From business, to everyday, to glam, this store has it all to make a girl feel amazing. They also have mens and kids clothing which is even better. My entire outfit is from Zara. Since I’ve rocked Zara so much over the years, I’ve gotten so many people addicted to it. You’re welcome by the way.

I’ve have been s-t-r-u-g-g-l-i-n-g with typing up these blog posts. Heck, taking the pictures has been the most frustrating part of all. I’m not like most fashion bloggers who their entire job is blogging. Nope not me girlfriend. I have a full time job and responsibilities and don’t have the time or energy like I used to. I guess it’s all part of growing up. Today, for the very first time, I contemplated deleting my blog. I know I know, it’s shocking. I just feel really unsupported and overwhelmed. I feel like I’m the only person that wants this blog to remain successful and fun. I’m not going to name names but it seems like other people that are part of the production of my website, well, their hearts aren’t in it anymore and that’s the most difficult part. I’m not satisfied with the content and I’m just over being the only one that cares. Story of my life actually.

 

My rant is over. Enjoy your day.

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©Karissa Marie

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Paris Is Always A Good Idea

IMG_9917 IMG_9910 IMG_9928 IMG_9925 IMG_9918 IMG_9912There’s really nothing better than a new graphic white tee, a black leather jacket, and statement heels in August. Can you believe that it’s already August? We are finally in my favorite month in the entire year. I might be a little biased because it’s my birthday month. August may be a month to party but it’s also a month to start thinking of transitioning your outfitting for fall. I’ve been loving the deep browns, greens and reds lately and I think my fashion brain is getting a little too excited for the upcoming fall months. I wanted to stay bright and summer-y in this post because it is still technically summer but on the inside I’m just ready to bring out my burgundy lipstick.

Sorry for the short and sweet post. I’m off to a fun birthday/dance party and a girl’s gotta look fly. Talk to you all soon!

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