Bought this B&W film at iris art haus and I’m so happy with how it photographed! Here are a few cute shots from the roll.

Getting film back is the best part about shooting film.

Xoxo,

Taylor

Just the phrase Rhea Lana’s used to make my eyes roll back deep into my head. I am a Goodwill Girlie. A Cheap Thrills Diva. Beautiful Lives + Onyx – you know it.

But going to a toddler consignment was an automatic no!! There was nothing for me there!! Right?

I’d been hearing about Rhea Lana’s long before I was pregnant. If I had a penny for every time someone told me to go to RHEA LANA’S... I could pay for the ticket to get into RHEA LANA’S!! But I didn’t, and I wasn’t going to pay for a ticket to get into a toddler’s shopping event. Who wants to shop with a million other moms to buy USED toddler things?

Apparently me. $200 worth of used toddler things to be exact. And the mom’s checking out around me $600, $300 dollars worth. My friend Morgan invited me to be her plus 1 to the pre-sale. Couldn’t tell her no when she did ALL the heavy lifting. Told me where to go, handed me a free entry, told me what time to show up, and what to expect.

I’m so glad I went! It was fun and organized and seriously good shit.

This business is genius. This event is genius. And these profesh Rhea Lana’s moms know exactly what they are doing.

Dare I say I’ll be back? Next time I’m taking more water, more snacks, and better shopping shoes. Gotta keep that energy up for the thousands of outfits and shoes to sift through.

Kessler is pumped about the toys and clothes I got her.

Who am I?

xoxo,

Taylor

Ohhh it was there the whole time! I just chose to ignore it. LOL!

Woke up some deep anger yesterday. It all started during yoga. Amanda created and shared her amazing/challenging class and when I couldn’t get into the peak posture – over and over again – pissed. After I gave her a hug, thanked her and left:

*realized it was never about the yoga posture*

Pissed

Anger

Mad

Wanted to punch someone

Searched for something, anything to stop feeling angry

Retail therapy

Felt better

Woke up today, skipped my workout

Angry

Moved throughout the day fine

Went to therapy

Angry

Went on a run before picking up Kessler hoping that would help release it

Even more pissed

Why is it still so fucking hot out

I wonder how much longer I get to sit with this anger. I wonder what it’s gonna get me through. Has this anger ways been here? Is it always there, waiting on me to recognize it? Or was it there, gone, there again?

Idk I’m still kinda pissed though so I’m gonna go lay in the creek about it.

❤️❤️❤️

Taylor

This full moon 🌕 is one that I am feeling. So much emotional turmoil in my life that my head literally hurts. It is time to release that and let this season come to completion. The Sturgeon full moon symbolizes survival and inner strength. Inner strength I’ve been gaining all summer, possibly in preparation for this full moon arrival.

I have grown more spiritually just this summer than I have in my entire life. It has been uncomfortable, tbh. 

Growing up going to church was never it for me. I don’t connect with a higher power by listening to readings from the Bible and singing hymns. Not that there is anything wrong with it, it’s just not for me.

Yoga philosophy got me closer. It quieted the non-stop chatter going on in my mind and opened me to receiving – but it still wasn’t clicking. 

I read books and listened to podcasts but still nothing. I mostly used my imagination on what the soul and spirit were.

Then my best friend lost her child this summer. Heartbreaking and heart opening enough that I felt Elliott near me and saw her little glimmers around the room. I loved her and I never even knew her. Her spirit is so vibrant. Thank you, Elliott, for showing me that. 

Without elaborating the internal battles and identity crisis I’ve faced this summer have sparked genuine curiosity about my souls path and what my life on Earth is teaching me. Apparently a lot. Even though it has not been fun it has made me think a lot deeper than I have in years.

With love from the full moon,

Taylor

Haven’t posted about fashion in sooooo long!

Fashion. I used to be very passionate about it. Scouring goodwill stores and sale racks everywhere to make *it* happen.

One kid, two saggy boobs and many days of only leaving the house to workout, there I was. Sitting on the couch wondering when the last time I washed my hair or put jeans on was.

At the advice of a trusted friend and the need to feel better about my outward appearance, I decided to give Nuuly a try. Nuuly is a company that sends you 6 pieces of high end clothing a month at an affordable rate. I wear them for the month and then send back.

And here I am, feeling cute and fashionable again.

If you decide to give Nuuly a try, use this link to get $10 your first month —-> $10 off for referring a friend.

Xoxo, Taylor

It’s so quiet here it makes me tired. The calm is allowing flashbacks of sitting in school watching cars drive by through the window. I couldn’t wait to grow up and be outside the school walls, like the adults in those cars.

Feeling caged through my childhood until graduation, then the same into adulthood and entering the workforce.

Kessler is refusing to leave the library. And why am I asking her to? We have nowhere else to be. Why can’t I just sit here and enjoy her? Why can’t I be present?

The same feeling of being trapped coming up inside me. My brain automatically wants to find an escape regardless of the circumstances.

How do I retrain it? What practices can help me feel daily content in the present?

“Perhaps the biggest tragedy of our lives if that freedom is possible, yet we can pass our years trapped in the same old patterns. Entangled in the trance of unworthiness, we grow accustomed to caging ourselves in with self-judgement and anxiety, with restlessness and dissatisfaction.” – Tara Brach from Radical Acceptance

Taylor

Pleasure>productivity, the whole theme of my trip to Denver.

I learned this mantra from the Tea Lady website (see below) and it resonated knowing I had a vacation approaching. I wanted this trip to be a reset and pleasure>productivity was a good anchor to come back to when my mind was stuck in self-doubt and guilt for being away.

From eating wonderful food and being present with my friends to carving out time to be playful. Pleasure, rest and play – is what I did in Denver.

Started with a Bao Buns from Linger Mortuary which were one of the best things I’ve ever eaten. Being present with Ashleigh and Haleigh at the dinner table was the cherry though. I am usually juggling caretaker and friend which can be exhausting.

On day 2 we got to attend Ashleigh’s yoga class. Much needed after a travel day.

Fancy dinner at Stellar Jay in the evening. VERY fun to get dressed up and drink delicious cocktails. I was able to let myself be silly.

On day 3 we hiked in Boulder = sun and nature medicine.

Ended day 3 at a Cacao and Breathwork ceremony where I really got to tap into what pleasure>productivity means to me. And pulled this card from the Oracle deck!!

Have one day left here and I’m making this blog post from a bubble bath – so far so good.

This mantra is asking how often do I prioritize pleasure? How can I balance pleasure and productivity?

Xoxo,

Taylor

Caleb and I spent our anniversary at Stonebreaker Hotel in Fayetteville, AR this year.

We went for dinner and it was a great time.

From the outside Stonebreaker was not extravagant but as soon as we walked in, that changed. Both the bar and dining room were private, spacious and very sexy.

The minimalist mid century modern interior design with a touch of blue felt calm & cool.

We were sat right next to a large window in an empty restaurant. Since we eat dinner early, we had the restaurant side all to ourselves until other patrons slowly trickled in.

Wish I could remember the rosé I chose. It was the best rosé I’ve ever had. Light, crisp, perfectly sweet, flavorful and deep pink in color.

Food was good! I’d like to go back when the menu changes (it was changing the week after we went.) I ordered fried chicken & curried grapes. The grapes were so so good.

Wonderful experience and highly recommend for a fancy dinner experience.

xoxo,

Taylor

The changing of seasons is a great time to go inward, listen and become aware. The fall equinox asks us what are we ready to harvest? What are we letting go of? The start of fall is a great time to check in on the year so far.

I’ve been reflecting on my growth as a yoga teacher, my role as a SAHM and my photography career.

I’ve been having a lot of self doubt as a yoga instructor. I don’t feel like I’ve found my voice. But I have come very far this year as an instructor and I’m not letting that growth go unnoticed. I’m very proud of what I’ve accomplished and the volume of classes I’ve decided to take on which have fit into my life nicely.

Another role I really stepped into this year is being a stay at home mom. Kessler is home with me everyday and most days I have a routine that works for us. I never envisioned this is where I’d be and I’m so glad I’m here.

Lastly, photography… I announced in June that I was stepping away from photography sessions and clients for the reminder of 2025 to focus on Kessler and this summer, I did. It was a much needed reset. My insistence on booking zero clients subsided as my bank account dwindled and I have booked a few sessions in late October and November. Along with booking came excitement, anxiety and a teeny bit of dread. Much less though. I’m aware I need to keep my finger on the pulse through fall and not lose sight of where I’m putting my energy.

Great time to reflect and I’m so excited my second favorite season is here 🍁 ❤️

Most excited for: Uggs, foggy runs, and pumpkin spice lattes.

Least excited for: seasonal affective disorder

Xoxo,

Just Another Taylor

Last weekend I traveled back to my hometown for my sister’s birthday. As I’ve mentioned in past posts, it’s always hard for me to be away from home and away from my safe place. By safe place I mostly mean Caleb, Rudy and Kessler but also my routine.

This part of my introverted personality is misunderstood by the extrovert I have always considered myself to be. A contradiction within my being that hates being away from home or being around anyone except close friends and family yet craves adventure, new experiences and unfamiliar faces.

I try to balance these personality traits so that I’m not completely drained one way or the other but recent conversations I’ve had with people have me questioning am I becoming too introverted? Am I staying home too much? Am I fucking weird for being a stay at home mom?

The conversations were in passing and surface level, so I have no idea why I have continued to ruminate on them.

“That’s weird” was the reply I got when I said that I don’t like being away from Kessler. “I’m sorry” was the reply I got when I told someone I’m a stay at home mom. (Okay I kind of get the I’m sorry 🤣)

Comments like these are few and far between but when they come I’m fucked up about them. I immediately spiral into the belief that I’m some kind of freak who doesn’t know how to exist in society properly. Actually now that I’m typing this, I’ve never been able to squeeze myself into a societal box that well.

I occasionally complain about being a wife but the fact is that Caleb is my person and one of the only people I can completely relax around.

I occasionally complain about how fucking hard being a mom is but the fact is that this is the only thing I’ve ever truly wanted in life and is the most important thing to me.

They are my safe place. And I’m not weird.

Xoxo

Taylor