While the name of this post might make you believe I'm writing one of those posts, I'm not. Not at all.
Neither is it a post about turning tricks. This is a classy blog, guys. My moms (all 3 of them) read this blog. And then tell me in detail what they think when they see me (I love you guys and your feedback, btw!!!).
|Circa 1985. Hideous sectional care of the 70's. You're welcome.|
I am a hot blogging mess. I don't stick to one topic. I can't make any subject simultaneously charming, sweet and funny, unlike Dusty. I'm not as brave, or as compelling in my writing as Shay. My blog is not the bottled love that Nay shares on a daily basis. I'm just Kristen. I don't take pictures of anything usually, and I avoid Target as much as possible. I have hang-ups that I don't share with all of you. I think it's so crazy, yet flattering that you are reading these words right now. And, by the way, I do think it's necessary you go visit the above mentioned women. Go ahead, it's okay, I don't mind. Just come back for the last paragraph, deal?
So if I could give anyone reading this out there just one tip... start a blog that you would want to read yourself. Don't start the blog that everyone else writes, or that you think someone else wants to read. I want to know about you. And if you're reading this, I want you to tell me who you are, and where I can learn more about you. I am intensely interested in your life. Please share it with us all. I am so giving you permission to shamelessly plug your blog in the comments section just this once. Go ahead! Do it, I quadruple dog dare you. Yup, now you gotta do it, my cousin Jerod says so. He's the serious one in that picture.