Sweep Me Off My Feet

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You hear about it in movies, in books…maybe even in those mega cheesy perfume commercials, but did you know that there are still men out there that can really do it. At first we were strictly platonic- just a couple friends driving back and forth from work. Then one day, while telling a story, he grabbed my hand…and it lingered. My heart skipped a couple beats, I could feel my blood beginning to rush and I went home only to realize that this man hadn’t only grabbed my hand, he’d grabbed my heart along with it. The rest was a whirlwind, this unbelievable rush that even I couldn’t get a hold on. He consumed every part of me. He knew my past and grew to respect me for the woman I became because of it. I learned about him- how he rose from the ashes and became the man of my dreams in the process. Our first kiss was magic, sparks could have flown and I wouldn’t have even noticed because all I could see were his eyes, those beautiful eyes, staring back into mine. He makes me feel like nothing can touch me, like no one can hurt me- his love is what gives me hope that yesterday can be forgotten and the future will exceed our expectations. He swept me away in a way that no one ever has before. His heart, his smile, his touch, the way he laughs at my laugh, the way he looks at me while I get ready in the morning, the way his neck smells when I lay across his chest. I could go on for hours and hours about all the things I fell in love with, but in the end, I just know that God put him in my path for a reason. Sometimes I wonder what he sees in me, I’m not the prettiest, the smartest, the most talented, the funniest…but he makes me feel loved, like no one has ever loved me before. I wish I could make him realize the impact he’s had on my life, he took a broken girl and made her whole. He fell for someone with a world of problems but only saw the solutions that I couldn’t. He’s mine, and I’m his. And nothing has ever made me happier.

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Today for You, Tomorrow for Me

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21872_236695264541_500434541_3185794_3716723_nThere are times when the world seems so small it could collapse right before my eyes. But the world isn’t small at all, maybe it’s just my world that is. I’ve been in love, I’ve been in lust, I’ve been rich, I’ve been poor…at the end of the day though, I have always been happy. Sure, I bitch and moan with the best of ’em but what are the good times worth without the bad? This picture is from back home; living in my parent’s house with a warm bed and an abundance of love. Some days I wish I could turn back time and relive those special, precious moments. I’m blessed to have two healthy and incredibly supportive parents, but I miss them. Being so far away makes me feel so lost sometimes. I would kill for a hug and a smile from them both. The reassurance they give me is unlike anything else I’ve ever felt. How do parents do this? I empathize so dearly with those who have no parents, or one parent, or even one or two parents who couldn’t give a rat’s ass about them. I would surely not be the woman I am today without my father’s stern but loving grip and my mother’s advice and undying support. I wish that anyone who was not so fortunate could have what I have. That’s why I’m starting a campaign. It’s called, ” Family Love” and it is a monthly family field day to raise money for adoption centers so that loving, willing parents can adopt children who have nowhere to go. If you are interested in donating, helping or you just want more information please e-mail me at the address: ahutch90.ah@gmail.com. YOUR support could change lives…forever. The field day is taking place in Central Park at the end of the month, so if you live or frequent the NY area PLEASE come show your support. Even a dollar could help.

Never Let Me Go…

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I can’t remember how it happened, how it initially felt…why I was drawn to him, you know? Was it his face, his voice, the way he carried himself, the way his eyes twinkled when he looked at me…or maybe it was the way his smile lit up the night like a northern star. Whatever it was, I was hooked. Little did I know, his mind was racing too. He wanted to see me again more than I ever knew. I always wondered- what if? What if we HAD gone out…so we did, and it was magic. People always talk about “sparks” and “flames,” but I never fully understood until I met him. He’s captivating, charming and true…his laugh is the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard and the way he looks at me makes my stomach fill with butterflies. It’s a fire, spreading through my whole body, that keeps me on my toes and reminds me that fairy tales can exist- and my Prince Charming was waiting for me at a bar on a hot summer night. He swept me off my feet that first day and I’m fearless now, ready to let him deeper into my heart. I don’t trust easily, like most people, but I would trust him with every part of my being. He kisses me and I feel like my heart could just explode-right there-it’s like I’ve been waiting for that kiss my whole life. It’s perfect. So, how did I get so lucky? Trust me, I ask myself that every single day I wake up. Then I realize, HE makes me lucky. He took this broken girl with bruises, baggage and a faithless mindset and turned her into this- a girl who wakes up smiling every day because he wouldn’t have it any other way. Lady Luck was on my side that night- and she pushed me straight into his arms. Please, never let me go. ❤

Twitter Litter

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Angela Hutchings (@AH_ForTheRecord) tweeted at 6:03 AM on Tue, Nov 05, 2013:
Calling him nonstop to make sure “he’s ok” while in the bathroom..while outside the door…lurking..#WhyYourRelationshipEnded
(https://twitter.com/AH_ForTheRecord/status/397680500560523265)

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Wake n Make It Happen

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Good Morning, Bloggers! November 2nd already and the weather here in NY is fantastical. 😉 So here’s the skinny, I’m hosting a “Make It or Break It” contest. Basically, comment/email me photos and a brief caption of you doing something intense! Now,everyone has a different level of fear and excitement so it can really be anything! My example will be posted later today after it is FINALLY achieved…HOORAY! First 3 to post win prize baskets and first place receives a customized t-shirt by #wrappedupinleather and a prize basket worth of $250! Like and follow for more info and for some kick-ass brownie points 😉 enjoy, kids. Go out there and DO IT!

Besties with a Capital B

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Besties with a Capital B

We love them. We adore them, at that. We gossip, laugh, cry, hug, share our deepest secrets and at the end of the day we call them our best friends. I’ve always love having a close, tight-knit group of friends who know me better than I even know myself. I trust this group with everything. A mix of guys and girls, those kids KNOW what’s up…even when I have no words. So why blog about this? Because I think that it’s important to shout out the ones you love most. It’s been a trying 4 years, ups and downs-left, right AND center, but they hold me down like no other. Thanks, biffs. You sure know how to put a smile on my face when all I want to do is fall to my knees. I hope everyone’s Halloween was incredible! I enjoyed the Halloween Parade in the East Village, some intense bar-hopping and a BEAUTIFUL sunrise over the skyline- after we snuck onto a hotel rooftop. Slore-Oween 2013 was a success, that’s for damn sure. Night kids, hit me up with questions or requests. I’m going to be starting a seperate blog about certain products I use as a promotional project. Please keep on keepin’ on. I appreciate your e-mails and the contest I informed many of you about is starting MONDAY!!!! Peace and love, pretty kiddies. XOXO

Me Vs. The World

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Me Vs. The World

As growing up goes, I’ve had a pretty great time. Although I’m broke, trying to get to the top and dealing with the ups and downs of life; there is the all too familiar issue- heartbreak. There are songs about it, poems, novels, shows, seminars-you name it-but it never lessens the blow of getting hurt. I recently had my heart stomped to pieces ( the night this lovely selfie was taken) I was happy here and an hour later I was crying outside of a bar, praying this man was going to apologize. He did. I can’t forgive and forget that easily though. We’ve been together for almost 2 years and I love him to pieces. So where do I go now? Should I betray my beliefs and take him back again? Or let myself be upset and work my way back up from the ground? Feel free to post comments or ideas- I need all the help I can get. Need more details of the problem? Thanks loves. ALSO..I posted the link in my previous post about trying to get to Italy. Please donate or pass the word along if you can! Thanks guys! Love you all. Night night, Blog World.