this stoop, because it's amazing how just the repetition of the jack-o-lanterns produces such a dramatic effect. It's simple but absolutely crazy at the same time.
this fashion editorial, because it feels like October without screaming it.
these cookies, because they're a cute take on the classic pumpkin and ghost shapes.
these DIY glasses, because they make a cocktail look spooky without changing a single thing about the drink.
this photograph of an abandoned house, because it would make an awesome Halloween decoration as a print.
this table setting, because all black is both eerier and chicer than black and orange.
this family group costume, because it is perfect. Completely perfect.
this bloody french manicure, because I tried it last year and I still think it's the best Halloween-themed manicure I've seen.
these DIY ghost decorations, because I find that it can be hard to make Halloween decorations yourself without making them looking too cheesy, and Martha is an expert at it. You go, Martha.

Happy Halloween! Halloween is my ultimate, ultimate favorite. Since I've been away at college, I've been mourning the end of the Halloween parties I started throwing in high school(once I live in a place that isn't a dorm room, I will definitely be making them a tradition again!). This year some of my girlfriends are coming up, so we're all going to get dressed up and go out to see what kind of tricks and treats Asheville has to offer.

my Pinterest.

there's a darkness upon you that's flooded in light.

I was happy to have been able to come home to catch the last glimpse of Halloween. My parents kept the decorations up for me to see and it really made the holiday feel more "real." I burned so many candles because we can't have candles in our dorms. I caught up on American Horror Story: Asylum (soooo good!) and ate way too much Halloween candy. I'm so excited to come home again for Thanksgiving and especially again for winter break. I think I've said this before, but I really feel like the holidays are going to be extra special this year. 

My dad took me to the Renaissance Festival, and it couldn't have been better. The pictures I took weren't great by any means, but I love the Renaissance Festival. I love the fact that it takes place only in autumn. I love the bread bowls. I love how it smells like incense and turkey legs. I love the handmade and unique stuff you can buy. I love the sense of humor everyone who works the festival has. I love the magic. I love the spookiness. I love everything about it. Everything. I'm so glad I was able to make it this year, and I'm so glad I got to spend time with my dad.

a perfect shade of dark blue.

Lately, I've been learning that what works for someone else may not work for me and what works for me may not work for someone else, and that is okay. I'm learning a lot about the kind of person I am and how I choose to live my life. I need to stop comparing myself to everyone else and focus on exactly what works for me and learn to be happy with that. I have to learn that whatever I do now is my choice, and I am in charge of who I am and how I feel about it and nobody else is.

I'm choosing to go to a smaller college because I like the intimate feel. I'm choosing not to join a sorority because Greek Life doesn't work for me. I'm choosing to have a single room next year because I need to have Lizzie time. I'm choosing to study abroad because I have wanderlust. I'm choosing to live in Asheville because I know the person I am becoming can grow here more than anywhere else. And it's really a wonderful thing that I am able to make these choices.

I am going through a time of growth right now. I know because I can feel it happening to me and it hurts. It hurts to grow. But knowing it's a growing pain is making me very excited to see the kind of person I shape into. And that makes me happy to be growing, despite how uncomfortable it can be.

This doesn't make a lot of sense. I'm home for the weekend and coming back home brings on a flood of emotions and thoughts as I'm thrown back into my "old" life. It's a strange feeling. I feel like I'm from the past and visiting the future and it's all just a lot like time travel. 

Again with the not making a lot of sense thing. I'll wrap this up:

The picture above of Samm is from our visit to the French Broad Chocolate Lounge. If I even try to talk about how amazing it was, I'll have to make a whole other blog post.

It was snowing the day we went, which is crazy to me. Snow before Halloween. Crazy.

Lonnie and I have finished up season 2 of The Walking Dead and I can't get over how hooked I am. I'm emotionally involved with that show. Also, I am so thankful I have someone to cuddle and watch Netflix with as the weather outside gets colder.

The other picture is from the view of Halloween night in Lonnie's backyard. I love how some of the mountains sparkle at night.