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Beautiful Bavarians

My good friends Mike & Abby from Germany came and visited us here in sweltering Arizona for a couple days and we had some sweet times. Mike is in the Draggers c.c. over in Munchen and he is an amazing artist and tattooer. He drew this year's show poster and tattooed it on me over the weekend. Ooooh, it turned out so good. Thanks so much brother. I love you!!

I gave them the Arizona grand tour from Prescott to Tucson, in record breaking temps for August. It hit 120 f. the other day, it's hot. We hit up some vintage shops, junk yards, shot guns, built a chopper, ate tons and tons of food and got fat. Mike even ate the super great big one. We all saw him do it. It was a feat I couldn't master.

We enjoyed having you guys and we miss you loads!

Love the armenta family

See you next summer in Munchen

if you're not looking for love


This doesn't normally happen to me. I'd describe myself as an average girl, pretty, tall and skinny. Average. I've been called beautiful but by people that I didn't take seriously. I was so surprised when he messaged me. He wanted to hang out with me! We met briefly through friends and made light conversation. But, there was something about me that he liked. I was so nervous for our first date. I was a mess. But sitting in his car I relaxed and conversation just flowed. It was so easy with him. I could be myself and not worry about how dorky I looked when I laughed or how uncoordinated I am. He loved every bit of me. I soaked it all in. Every time I get a text or thought about him my stomach would get all funny, like there were butterflies where organs should be. When he told me he had to go, I didn't know what to do. It's not like I fell in love with him after that short amount of time. But I was definitely in like with him. I can tell he's thinking about me when he texts me first or in the middle of the night. I get a goofy grin whenever I text him. If I didn't know any better I'd say I'm falling in love with him. He knows it too. I can't wait until he comes back :) This truly doesn't happen to me. But it did when I least expected it, if you're not looking for love, it'll look for you.

Vintage Chopper wide glide trees 4 sale

I have 3 sets of real nice wide glide trees the first is a stamped steel set which is in nice condition with a little chrome chippage, second is a stock set 48-78 and the other is late shovel email me if interested at if interested thanks Jeremiah

look book: pleat party

I felt like a little princess in this outfit. Pleats. Ankle Strap Heels. Floral Puff Sleeve Sweater. All I wanted to do was twirl and twirl around. Do you ever do things and not care what people think? Sometimes I'm guilty of this {way too often.} Like when I made Matthew twirl and dip me after dinner on Saturday night {cute} and then when I started doing Grease moves in the grocery store {not so cute, although pretty funny for those in the cereal aisle}. I can hand jive, can you?
dress c/o Frock Candy, sweater Ruche {old}, necklace Forever 21, shoes Bebe via Crossroads Trading, lipstick VS Be Mine


you complete me

weheartit + unknown

1949 PanShovel Chopper 4 SALE!!!

I have this real sweet 1949 Panshovel Chopper project up for sale. It starts and runs good and it only needs a few more things to be road ready. It should be completed in a few days. I can either complete the bike and leave it in it's current condition or I can rebuild it to your liking. The bike has a 21" spool up front with a new tire and a 18" rear wheel with a juice drum and a new avon tire on back. The frame is a 1955 panhead straight leg, that has been chopperized but is in good condition. The motor and trans are nice and in working order. It has a couple of little sweet bits and bobs. It can be yours for a reasonable price. The bike is titled and registered in Arizona as a 1949 Harley Davidson in my name. Contact me if you are interested at or you can call me at 602 332 2971.

Thanks loads, Jeremiah

at work: the industry

I got some questions about why I was in Vegas last week, whether it was for fun or for work and it was actually for work {although it ended up being a lot of both}. Many of you know how I was looking for a job and I was blessed with an incredible opportunity working for Ruche as a buyer and stylist. I wanted to share with you the latest lookbook, that just came out today. It was my first project and it was so much fun, although a lot of work. You'd be surprised at all that goes into their beautiful shoots! Here are some of my favorite outfits and shots but there's lots more on the site. Check it out and let me know what you think!!

Do you have a favorite?
update: aw thank you SO much for the congratulations! You are all so sweet and supportive and it means soo much to me!! xox

that love story isn’t ours


I think I may actually be over him. It just happened about five minutes ago. I can’t really explain it; I was looking through some old pictures of us in Italy and Paris together, and was staring at his face. That face. That gorgeous face. I actually zoomed in a little. But when I looked, when I really looked, and reminded myself of all the things he’s done, and all the pain he’s caused, that face got…uglier. Feels taboo just writing it. Feels like an almost lie. But you know how people say that a beautiful person can become ugly with their personality? I think that just happened for me.

I reminded myself of how he ignored me over Winter break, didn’t even call on Christmas. I reminded myself of how after a year and a half together he broke my heart and then started seeing Sara, my friend, our friend, just a few weeks later. That that was selfish and thoughtless and desperate. I reminded myself that I would never do those things to him.

I reminded myself of the times he’s been cold, the many times I’ve felt so alone, on my side of the bed, even though he is right there sleeping next to me. I reminded myself of the back and forth game he has played with me since we broke up, saying he wanted to get back together and then backing out. How he drove me home in tears after lunch with his parents and didn’t even bother to text me later on or see how I was doing, after we had just slept together the entire weekend before. How much that hurt me. How he came down for the fourth of July and we slept together again because he told me that the weekend and us being together would “clear up the confusion.” How it didn’t clear up anything. How he implied that we weren’t really one hundred percent broken up…reminded myself when I said broken up couples don’t do this and he said but that’s not completely where we are at. I reminded myself how we are broken up and how that is completely where we are at.

Now, I am thinking about what a fool I’ve been. How I want to be with him just for the sake of being with somebody. Now I am thinking about how one small mistake, like getting back together, could ruin a bit more than I wanted to admit.

Andrew, you were a lovely person to me once. Smart and funny and so beautiful. Now you are not so beautiful. You’ve done it, you’ve really done it. Broken my heart, and half-assed picking up the pieces. Now I think there’s just about a slim to none chance things will ever work out between us. Because I deserve better than someone who has to take half a year to figure out what they want. Because I deserve better than someone who is scared. Because I deserve better than someone who doesn’t want to be with me right now, this minute, no matter what the future brings, even if they are stuck with me forever.

I usually fall for the sappy love story where the two broken hearts realize how much they love each other, and get back together in the end. I usually want to be the leading lady in that love story. Sorry that love story isn’t ours. Sorry it never will be.

Except I’m not sorry at all.

what to do?


To all women who are still waiting for their knight in shining armour...

I met him - my knight in shining armour – a while ago. The one we all know about, riding on a white horse, coming to sweep me off my feet. Of course, he did sweep me off my feet, made my knees weak..all that stuff. For a while I was the happiest girl on the planet…until I realised, of course, it is not real. So to all those girls who still believe there is such thing as a knight in shining armour – Don’t. It may seem real for a while but that’s just until reality kicks in.

You see, he does love me and I do love him. But no matter what people say, love isn’t always good enough reason to stay with someone. I met him when we were both with someone else and weirdly enough, it was the best time we could have met. We tried to be friends and we were the worst friends the world has ever seen. We just couldn’t help it. He left his girlfriend to be with me. You know how people say that if a guy wants to be with you he would do anything possible just so he can really be with you? Well, he did. He told me that even if I decide to stay with the other guy and even if it’s for a long time, he’d still wait, because I was worth it. And he did, he waited for me to decide what I want to do. Of course all the time I wanted to be with him, I just wasn’t sure I can trust him. But I left all my insecurities so we can be together. And for a while, I was the happiest I have ever been. He is the sort of guy every girl would dream of, the perfect boyfriend – he made me breakfast in bed without me asking for it. I didn’t celebrate my last birthday because I lost someone from my family the same day. Few days after he made me a cake and bought balloons for me – he told me he didn’t want me to remember my birthday with something so sad, so he even gave me a present. I hardly knew him then. He likes films like ‘A lot like love’. He sat to watch ‘how to lose a guy in 10 days’ with me, because he likes the film. He loves cuddles. And genuinely loves all this. He tells me he misses me, he tells me he loves me, and he promised to do whatever he can to make me happy. You get the idea, the perfect boyfriend.

That was until I realised he is more in love with the idea of being with someone, of being in a relationship than he is in love with me. That’s how he is, how he’s always been. It just took me a while to realise that. Sure he cares and he loves me. But I recently realised he can’t be alone; he has not been single for years – jumping from one long term relationship to another. But he keeps hurting me without realising. I had to live through the millions text from his exgirlfriend and there was nothing i could say because I was the one who got in the way of their relationship in the first place. I had to just accept the fact she appeared on his door in 4 in the morning, crying, begging to get back with him. I was there for him when he was offered a job he deserved then the company decided to unfairly give it to his best friend instead. I still am there for him for all that. But he doesn’t realise how much all this stuff is hurting me. Or even after I tell him how much it upsets me, he still does it. He is just the sort of person who has to be nice to everyone, that’s just the way he is. And I keep telling myself that it is nothing, and that whatever has upset me will just go away with time. But I am not sure I can do that anymore. I am going away for a month to another country in two weeks to do a work experience..and I really am not sure we are gonna get through it. Or more like, that I can get through it.

I just don’t know what to do. I am in love with him, I can’t imagine losing him but I can’t keep on doubting stuff. I am stuck in a dead end street. Tell me what to do?



you turned my life into something beautiful.


I Love You Endlessly:

2 years before I met you I would lay in bed, stare at the ceiling and think, I need someone. I need someone so badly to make me feel again. I waited, miserably, for someone to come into my life and turn things around for me.

One day it clicked. Who would love me like this? For one, I spent all day in my room. I woke up, completed my schoolwork, and went back to bed. I avoided human contact, even with my family. If by some chance encounter I actually did meet someone new, why would they ever talk to me? Apart from the forced smile I gave my parents to avoid conversation, I never smiled. I never felt like laughing, I shied away from physical contact and I had no personality anymore. I didn't embody anything that made a person attractive to another person. It wasn't bad luck that was keeping me from meeting someone, it was myself.

When I met you, I was finally content with who I was. Thinking back now, it seems like right when I became okay with myself, you came into my life. I had hoped so badly to meet you before; I just wasn't ready back then.

When we first started talking it was a complete shock for me. I was in a stable place, but I was still seeing in dark colors. You brought color and emotion into my life that I never knew existed. You gave me such butterflies that I felt nauseous. It was so overwhelming it actually made me feel sick.

Before you, if someone brushed up against me at the supermarket, I shuddered away like I had done something wrong. I had never been kissed and I couldn't remember the last time I had been embraced by anyone. But when we met, you touched my hand so lovingly and so gently that I cried. I had never felt so much love from just a touch before. It was electric, overwhelming, amazing.

I trusted you so quickly. I wanted to tell you everything: my past, my struggles, and my secrets. I wanted to talk to you all day everyday and spill everything I didn't realize I was keeping inside.

You were patient and kind and, throughout the 3 years we have been together, have taught me what love really is. You showed me how to let someone love me. You helped me leave behind everything I didn't want to be. I have so many hopes and dreams because of you and I see life in so much color with you around.

It is the best feeling knowing that some of your best days are just waiting to be lived out. I want to have our mattress on the floor and eat Chinese take out with you. I want to pick up hamburgers and french fries on the way home from Thanksgiving with our families because we didn't like the food at their house. I want to ask you how your day at work was and slide your coat off your back when you come home. I want you to sit on our bed while I stand in front of you and tie your tie when we get ready to go somewhere nice. I want to give you a list of easy chores around the house so that you can go to the home improvement store. I want to make you coffee in the morning and bring it to you in bed before you wake up.

Doing anything with you seems extraordinary to me.

You and I have so much to look forward to and I owe that all to you. You turned my life into something beautiful.

look book: great white

I've been in Las Vegas since Sunday and it's the first time I've been away from Matthew for this long since before we were married. And before that the longest might have been just a weekend. I'm looking forward to coming home tomorrow and giving him and GiGi Bear a big hug! Matthew was in charge of naming this post {sometimes I get title block} and he decided to name it after his favorite shark/biggest enemy!
tank Gap, skirt J. Crew, shoes Blowfish, necklace old Forever21? bracelets Seasonal Whispers purse c/o Shop Le Mode