DISCOVER ME / 3

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So Jane O asked me to give you guys

a run down of my past.  In particular, the college days.

It seems like forever and a half ago that 

I was in school. I feel like I morphed into a completely 

different being since then.  Why, you ask?  Because I am

I guess now is a great time to rip off a very sticky 

band aid on a very hairy leg.

My college days were the loveliest. 

If you didn't know already, I went to SCAD in Savannah, 

which painted the perfect backdrop for figuring one's self out.

Academically it was great! I was challenged and kneaded like dough 

and essentially mentored into figuring out what my greatest passion was:

 to create. 

(i've always been pretty colorful through and through; this was at the 

Sangrada Familia in Barcelona, Spain 2006)

I leapt at the opportunity to survive off of wine and bread study abroad

at the SCAD Lacoste location. 

This experience was where my entire perspective on 

life and the essence of that which I call love changed. 

During my 4 year experience, 3 of those were spent wrapped up 

in a "relationship" that was probably one of my biggest regrets to date. 

Yes, people like to say, "you shouldn't live life holding on to regrets of the past."

While that is very true, I feel as though this relationship totally and utterly blinded me

from what could have be a grander experience. 

Since we're kind of talking art, Let's paint a picture shall we:

We were the oddest pair...me super petite, him super tall.

We were that couple arguing in the dorm parking lot 

 probably at midnight. We were the "im in love with you, but i hate

every cell in your blood stream because it's giving you life" couple. 

we were toxic to each other. But he was "funny" and different! 

And different is great right?? Out the box and comfort zone is were the 

magic happens right!? Not always.

Yes, it's embarrassing. And yes I wish I could have replaced that 

time spent and lost with fistfuls of friends that I found later on

that would have fed positivity into my life. 

But I didn't. The forces pulled us apart and I tried my damnedest to bring

us back together, for whatever reason.

And no it wasn't for sex. I was a virgin up until I met my now husband.

(tmi??? oh well.... consider that a 'discover me' bonus ha!)  

But, I can put a positive spin on this, believe it or not. 

The one night I slapped myself and forced myself out of my house

and away from work was the night I was introduced to my now husband. 

I seriously remember the conversation I had.

"Kel, he is the worst thing that you could intentionally give yourself. 

You don't even like the taste of Nyquil, but you'll serve yourself heaping 

piles of shit for dessert??? You can't. Enough is enough! Go out, see your 

friends. Start a new conversation and damnit don't bring up his name.

Put on some big hoops (I was in my "Lily Allen door knocker" phase) and 

just chill. You have A's in all your classes so just go have fun!" 

And I did just that. 

 I took this a few minutes before I forced myself out of the house. 

Yeah... zooming in hella close was apparently my thing. couldn't find many

zoomed out selfies.

And speaking of Lily Allen....

I hate that "a boy" was the first thing I thought of when Jane, 

asked me about my college days, but to be honest, I 

mistakenly made my college days about "a boy". 

Thankfully, Lacoste happened when it did. It prompted the change.

 I owe my life to the South of France. 

Glad to say that I am on to the best and greatest loves ever, for me. 

Doused in honesty, passion, and willingness to create a world for 

each other that doesn't resemble what either of us had in the

past. 

Jane I hope that answers your question. 

Oh and about Greek life, no I didn't pledge because 1. SCAD didn't have Greek life & 

2. I too busy to pledge anywhere nearby.

If you have any other inquiries, I will be happy to answer them. Serious or cheeky. 

I am pretty unfiltered and not afraid of my own past. 

Bisous---Kel