So who am I, besides just a girl sitting behind a computer screen and giving you an inside look at my heart and my thoughts?
I’m the girl who can usually be found wearing a chic polo shirt (red is my favorite!). I’m the girl who is a bit awkward, a bit dorky and still a bit innocent. I’m the girl who isn’t afraid to laugh at herself. I’m the girl who still, at 27, celebrates her half birthday. I’m the girl who colors outside the lines. I’m the girl who is bold and confident. I’m the girl who likes to leave a little mystery behind her.
I’m the girl who writes about anything and everything in her life, even the boys she falls madly in love with who don’t even know she exists. I’m the girl who is still so shy that she gives said boys code names in said writing (you’ll see….). I’m the girl who’s mastered the art of loving from afar, but ultimately, never having the courage to tell the gorgeous, sweet, funny, charming guy that he is, in fact, gorgeous, sweet, funny and charming. Or when I try, it always ends up not sounding anywhere near as sleek and sophisticated as it did in my head, hence the story behind my blog’s title.
I’m the girl who, at 16, wrote a list in my diary of Personality Traits I Want My Future Husband To Possess. I’m also the girl who lets these 20 traits guide her heart still today.
I’m also the girl who thinks imperfections are beautiful and sexy.
I can’t say I have all that much experience in the world of love, romance and the intensity of relationships that drives people to do crazy things in the name of love. In all honesty, when it comes to said relationships (especially those involving the opposite sex), my run-ins have all had three things in common: dorky, awkward and quirky.
But I do know I’ll find The Big L someday.
Who knows? Maybe someday I’ll be the Midwest’s answer to Gossip Girl or Carrie Bradshaw. Anyone up for a glass of spiked lemonade on the porch?
You know you love me…
P.S. I realize this all sounds like one big profile on Match.com. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. I’ll let you be the judge.