"Some people dream of having a big swimming pool - with me it's closets." ~Audrey Hepburn

“I want to build a snowman,” I said coaxingly. “I haven’t made a snowman since I was 13 and Daddy and I went to Colorado in the winter.”
 
“Sure,” Timothy agreed. I laughed at my first attempt at rolling a ball; Timothy had to show me the best way to push the ball so it didn’t fall into pieces. We were at “my park” for our first weekly date. I wanted to play in the snow: it was still novel because I never had snow growing up in Georgia.
 
When the snowman was nearly finished, I carefully attempted to smooth the rough, patchy edges—yes, I’m a perfectionist ;) Suddenly, I felt a snowball splatter into the back of my shoulder. I gasped and spun around. Timothy, who was supposed to be searching for leaves and such to decorate the snowman, laughed loudly. “Oh no you didn’t!” I shouted.
 
I laughed as I lobbed a snowball in his direction, but it fell very short and he laughed again. We continued to throw snowballs (though Timothy always came closer to hitting his mark than I was, I was pretty good at ducking…) and dart around the park.
 
I finally ducked behind our snowman, hoping it would shield me. I grabbed some snow and formed a ball to throw at Timothy who, growing bold, was inching closer, smiling tauntingly. I took a step forward to throw the snowball, when, suddenly, my foot must have hit a patch of ice under the snow. I squealed as my flew out from under me. The snowball flew into the air as I flailed my arms, finally landing on my back in the snow.
 
I giggled—once I caught my breath—and stared up at the snowman and the darkening sky, resting for a moment. Timothy ran to my side, kneeling down next to me, concerned. “Are you all right?” he asked, frowning. “Anything hurt?”
 
I giggled again. “My pride?”
 
His face softened into a smile, and I could see him holding back laughter. “You did look pretty ridiculous.” I stuck my tongue out at him. He just leaned closer, placing one hand in the snow near my head, and used the other hand to brush my hair out of my face. “I like you even when you look silly,” he said teasingly.
 
“Good,” I said. “Because I tend to look silly often.” Timothy leaned his face even closer and pressed feathery soft kisses against my cheek and lips. I closed my eyes to savor the kisses…and the cold? I giggled.
 
“What?” Timothy murmured.
 
“I was just thinking,” I said. “When I’ve watched movies and the couple kisses in the snow, I never thought about how cold they’d be.” I laughed again.
 
“And you’re cold?” he said, laughing. When I nodded sheepishly, he kissed me quickly one last time, then reached out his hand to help me up. We ended the evening with Starbucks and a movie in his apartment. So cozy :)
~R

There's nothing like a cheesy chick flick to brighten a dreary, hectic February week :) I had a fabulous time and I think the outing brightened Jessica's spirits as well; that Greg fellow must be an idiot if he doesn't see what a wonderful girl Jessica is.
~Rose

I fiddled with my notebook and computer, staring at the same blank screen I'd stared at for the last hour. Nothing. Finally, I gave up and grabbed my phone to call Timothy, smiling when I heard him say hello. "Hi!" I said cheerfully.
 
"You sound chipper," he teased. "Finish your paper?"
 
"I am chipper," I said, ignoring the last question. "What are you doing?"
 
"Actually, I'm still at work," Timothy said.
 
"Oh," I said, glumly.
 
"But I can talk for a few minutes. Everyone else has gone home. I'm just finishing something up."
 
"You should go home," I said firmly. "It's dedication like this that will get you sent to Nashville."
 
Timothy chuckled. "So I should do sub-par work so the bosses don't think I'm competent?" I murmured my agreement and he laughed again. "I'm not sure it works like that. You didn't answer my question, Rose my dear."
 
"No, I didn't."
 
"I'm not going to enable you to procrastinate."
 
I let a bit of a whine creep into my voice. "Just for a little while?" I asked coaxingly. "I'm bored and..and.." I trailed off, then thought of one more tactic. "I miss you," I said softly, biting back a giggle. He wouldn't say no to that, would he? ;)
 
"That's not going to work every time, you know."
 
"I know, but will it work tonight?" I asked. Timothy sighed in exaggerated resignation, and I giggled, chipper again. "Want to hear about the photo shoot?"
 
"Definitely," Timothy said with a smile coloring his voice.
 
He's such a nice study break ♥
~Rose

30 Minute Challenge: sheer top
Challenger: E| L| L| E<3
Time: 14 minutes...ha!

from TripMyWire here:http://www.polyvore.com/592/set?id=15836478
 
Not quite as successful as my last attempt, but I had fun :)
 
I'm tagging....
MyChanel
sourcat
LOVEBUG ♥ LAUREN
princess70xox
Haley Hollywood
and anyone else that wants to try:)
 
Don't feel obligated, but I thought it would be fun to choose contacts who have very different styles and see what you come up with using items from the set! Post your link so we can all see, if you'd like!

Belle breezed into the studio, smiling and greeting everyone she saw. Maya and I trailed behind, mesmerized by the activity. "This way, girls," Belle called.
 
We hurried along and were quickly changed, with make-up and hair done, then directed to pose. I felt a bit self-concious to begin, but eventually relaxed and had so much fun! It was fascinating to watch the whole process. Belle was a pro; Maya hammed it up. I loved every minute :)
~R
Belle's pt 2: http://www.polyvore.com/iau_thats_life_part/set?id=15845469

with Belle and Maya! When Belle arrived in sweats and flats, Maya and I--dolled up in dresses and heels--looked at each other and laughed. We quickly changed into flats (me happily--thought I do love those heels!-- and Maya reluctantly...until I let her have a pair of my flats I don't wear anymore: she was in love and changed quickly).
And we're offffff!
~R
 
Maya: http://www.polyvore.com/smile_for_camera_iau/set?id=15850888
Belle: http://www.polyvore.com/iau_thats_life/set?id=15845431

"Rose," Maya called from her perch on the floor next to Nathan near the kitchen door. "I think your phone is ringing."
 
"All right," I said, squeezing Timothy's hand before standing and walking into the kitchen to answer my phone. "Hi, Daddy," I said. "How are you?"
 
"I'm fine, Darlin', how are you?"
 
"Really good! I have a bunch of people over for the game; the party got really big really fast," I told him, laughing.
 
"That sounds great," Daddy said. "Is this a bad time, then? Do you want me to call back later?"
 
"No, no, you're fine. I'm really just watching for the commercials. Plus," I said, "it's hot with that many people in the living room; the kitchen's cooler and quieter."
 
Daddy laughed. "That sounds more like you. I was calling about the birthday dinner; can you talk?"
 
"Yup! Timothy's in the other room, absorbed in the game. I think a commercial's coming soon and I'm by the food, though, so I don't know how long it'll last." I laughed again. "So can you come?!"
 
"I think I'm going to have to be in Germany that week," Daddy said regretfully.
 
"Really?" I could hear the disappointment in my voice.
 
"I know, I'm sorry. I am trying to find a flight that would take me through NYC, though. I could spend a day or two that next week. Would that work in your schedule?"
 
"Yes! Oh, Daddy, please come! I miss you." I saw a few people stand in the living room, heading to get some food over the commercial.
 
"I miss you too, hon."
 
"Daddy, Timothy's heading in, so we can't talk about the surprise, ok?" Daddy laughed. "So how is Molly?" I asked him. We chatted for a few minutes as people filtered in and out of the kitchen. Timothy came over to where I was leaning against the counter and talking; he began messing with my hair. I gave him "a look," but he just laughed softly when I pushed his hands away. Grabbing my hand in his, he continued messing, and I stuck out my tongue. Finally, Daddy said he had to go, and I turned to face Timothy.
 
"What are you doing?"
 
"Nothing..." he laughed and kissed me. "I just haven't really seen you tonight."
 
"So you're messing up my hair?" I teased.
 
"Yup. Hi." He kissed me again.
 
"Hi." I smiled. "I'm glad you could come," I said formally; he laughed again.
 
I poured myself a drink and we stood in the doorway looking into the living room at the guests. I leaned against Timothy as he watched the game and I watched the people. At one point, Maya shrieked and Nathan threw his head back and laughed. I giggled, wondering what was happening. "What do you think of those two?" I asked Timothy in a low voice.
 
"Maya and Nathan? He's crazy about her," Timothy said. "Look at him--he's not even watching the game except to talk to her about it."
 
"She is the only one he knows," I said. "That's probably why."
 
"Nope," Timothy replied shaking his head. "It's different."
 
I laughed. "That's what I thought. Maya insists I'm wrong, though." We watched the group for a few more minutes. "Maya just looks so happy," I said, finally. "I'm so glad."
 
Timothy leaned over and pressed a kiss against my head and Belle glanced at us at that moment "Look at you two lovebirds," she called. I flushed and giggled. "What were you doing in the kitchen, hmmm?"
 
I tossed my head. "Talking to Daddy," I declared, holding up my phone. "You can look at my call history if you don't believe me." Belle rolled her eyes, exchanging glances with Jasmine.
 
Timothy tugged on my hand and we sat on the couch again. "How is Mae?" I asked Mark. "I was supposed to call her tonight, but I'll have to call her tomorrow instead."
 
Mark smiled broadly, but before he could speak, Timothy said, "She's my sister, how come you didn't ask me?" I shushed him, covering his mouth with my hand, and Mark laughed before telling about his last conversation with Mae.
~Rose

*The guests ;) This is simply a set to display all the guests! gracious, it was interesting getting them all in--there's a list at the end of this post if you don't know who everyone is!! haha! I'll make another set for the story :)*
ps, did I miss anyone? I feel like I did.
~~~~
 
Maya, is Devon coming?
 
Somehow, our impromptu party grew into an epic bash! Hooray! As the guests arrived, Maya helped me finish getting all the food set out and work out the last minute details. The apartment was soon filled with laughter, greetings, introductions, and friendly smack-talk before the big game.
 
"You're just the little 'hostess with the most-est'," Timothy teased as I put him to work chopping the last of the veggies for the salad.
 
With my hands full juggling two bowls of chips and salsa, I laughed and pressed a quick kiss against his cheek. "Thanks for helping."
 
"As long as I'm done before kickoff, I'll do anything you ask." He laughed.
~Rose
 
Guest List:
Rose: hostess
Timothy: Rose's boyfriend
Mark: Timothy's best friend
Maya: co-thrower of the party ;)
Nathan: Maya's "friend"
Leslie: Maya's little sister
Belle: also co-thrower of the party
Tristan: Belle's boyfriend
Jason: Belle's brother
Jasmine (the first): Jason's beautiful new bride
Jasmine (the second!): A wonderful new iau friend! http://www.polyvore.com/super_bowl_party_iau/set?id=15818861
Rain: Another iau friend!
Alexander: Rain's "friend"
Rylee: Rain's sister
 
and the puppy is Louis. He's too cute to exclude... ;)

As Timothy and I left the grocery, the girls called and told me they were going to the spa before the party and would I come? Never one to turn down a spa afternoon, I agreed and rushed home to put away the food and change into something comfy.
 
The spa time didn't last nearly long enough. After a massage, I lay on the table wrapped in warm blankets and listening to the soft music playing in the background. I felt as if I'd melted and was permanently relaxed into the table. I closed my eyes, nearly asleep, until I heard a voice behind me.
 
"Rosie? Oh Rosie-kinz!" Maya said.
 
"Five more minutes," I groaned, burrowing deeper into the cocoon of blankets.
 
"C'mon Rose," Maya continued, coaxingly.
 
"I don't want to," I murmured. "Just let me sleep here forever..."
 
Maya giggled. "Now what would Timothy have to say about that?"
 
"He can come too," I said, without moving.
 
"And I'm sure he'd enjoy that, seeing you don't have any clothes on," Belle remarked, entering the room looking fresh and relaxed. Rain followed.
 
"Belle," I scolded, then giggled. "Hand me my robe and let me get dressed. I'm coming."
 
"Fine," Belle said, "But we're staying here to make sure you do. We can't have a party at your house if you aren't there."
 
I pulled myself from the warmth and pulled on my robe and slippers. "It' snot fair to give me a short spa day. I just get relaxed when we have to leave," I grumbled.
 
"But now we're all comfy and ready for some FOOTBALL!" Maya squealed as we headed toward the exit, growing a bit loud at the end. One of the masseurs glared at us and we giggled.
~Rose