Confessions

Confession:  I am addicted to Mentos.

A few months ago, I was sitting next to my East Coast soulmate, Buffy, during institute and she offered me a mento.  I got so excited by such an old school treat that she (as the incredibly thoughtful person she is) started giving me packs of mentos every time she saw me.

(This is  Buffy's paparazzi shot)

She gives me mentos when she comes over to study....during church...during Lucky Unders...before dances...

And I never say no, and I just seem to enjoy them more and more.

The other day I saw her, and my mouth started salivating for mentos. 

 Buff, you have turned me into Pavlov's dog.

But I still love you.  And mentos.  And I must say, my life has never been more fresh nor more full of life.

Confessions: Neimann Marcus Changing Lights

Addiction: Watching the Neimann Marcus Lights change colors

Confession: This Neimann Marcus store is on the corner of the intersection we turn on to get to church.  I pray every time we drive by that we'll stop at this light (even when we're late), just so I can watch the colors change.

Confessions

Addiction: storycorps.org

Confession: I listen to these stories while I do mundane office work.  I love the sound clips, but the animated stories are my favorite.

Confession: I listen to this story at least once a month.  And I cry.  Every time.

      

Confession: I really do believe that every voice matters.

Confesssions

It's time for another weekly confession.  This week's addiction: dress patterns.

Confession: I have never actually used a dress pattern, so I guess the real addiction should be correctly labeled as dress pattern pictures.

Confession: I could spend hours at the fabric store looking at dress patterns.  I think it comes from going there as a child with my mom.

Confession: I may or may not have found a few websites to feed my addiction.  My all time favorite dress pattern pictures come from So Vintage Patterns.

Confession:  This is my favorite dress pattern from the 1930s.  (Side Confession: I'm a sucker for any kind of gathering at the neck and sheer draping.)

Confession: This is my favorite dress from the 1940s.  I love any kind of stripes and I LOVE white material with colored flowers.

Confession: This is my favorite dress from the 1950s.  Just look at that peek-a-boo boat neck with the bow!  Isn't it to die for?!  And the buttons down the back and the little fish tail?  Sigh.

Confession: This is my favorite dress from the 1960s.  Doesn't it just look like she's walking around in a cloud of warm, happy spring?

Confession: This is a dress from the 1970s.  They had a lot of wild stuff in the 70s.  If a Sunday picnic dress and an Anne of Green Gables dress were to have a child, this is what it would look like.

Confession: This is my favorite dress from the 1980s.  On the website, I think this is the only pattern for the 80s, apparently there wasn't much from that decade worth keeping.  But with an extra sleeve on the floral dress, I think I could get behind it.  And do the cha-cha.

Confession: This is my favorite dress from the 1990s.  I love cowl necklines in any form, and again with sleeves, I think this dress is very pretty.  It reminds me of the little mermaid.

Confession: This is my favorite wedding gown.  It's got How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria written all over it.

Confession: I was just going to show one of my favorites from each decade, but I think I'm just going to show all my favorites.  I thought maybe I should limit myself and then I thought, this is a post about an addiction, so why control myself?

I love the sleeves, the wrap around, the gathering...I love this dress.

Um, a dress that has a built in cape?  Yes, please.

More wild ideas from the 70s.

So elegant.

Elizabeth Taylor is in the house.

I don't know why, but to me this brown number is simply stunning.

Beautiful to me is anything with lace or the appearance of lace.

I have a thing for plaids.  If plaid were a boy, I would marry him.

If I can't have a plaid boy, I will settle for that plaid hat down in the corner.

I love this.

I double love this.  No, I quadruple to the fifth power love this.

 And finally, I could stare at this dress all day long.  It's got the lace, the sheer draping affect, a pop of color.  I think I'm in love.

Confession:  I'm really posting this in hopes that Alison will take a hint and sew me a dress for Christmas this year.

Confessions

I have a lot of addictions.  And a lot of addiction recovery programs tell you that the first step in overcoming addictions is acknowledgment/confession.  I figure if I confess something once a week for the rest of my life, I'll be on the right path for overcoming all my addictions.

Addiction #1: "I Am Mormon" videos

Confession: I check mormon.org daily for new videos

Confession: mormon.org was once my homepage, to satisfy my addiction quicker.

Confession: I cry every time I watch this:

Confession: I have a crush on this guy:

Confession:  Sometimes, in my head, I add the phrase "and I'm Mormon" to the ends of peoples' sentences.  Sometimes, it's pretty entertaining.

Confession: I think this is the most boring I am Mormon video, but for some reason, it's my favorite: