me and my sister

if i had to sum up me and my sister into a 

single vintage awesome moment, this would be it...

image source unkown. if anyone knows please email me so i can attribute the proper credit {mrspriscillavega [at] gmail [dot] com}

the smiling victorian

the only thing i don't like about the victorian era is the fact that everyone always looks so sad in pictures. it must've been not "proper" to flash your pearly whites. 

so when i stumbled across this flickr group of smiling victorians they almost didn't look real. it's a nice glimpse into this era. I'm guessing these had to be more candid moments since the subjects look so relaxed.  

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{ don't stop.....believing! } (you have to sing the headline like Journey, otherwise it won't work)

anyone who knows me knows that i'm a dancer. even though i haven't danced in years, i still consider myself a dancer. i met some of my closest friends through dance, and i credit some of my biggest smiles and proudest moments to this long-standing passion. the days i danced are the days i will remember most. these days, the only dancing my soul gets is at a wedding, at a live music show or at a tiny dive bar (those dive bar dance scenes can get a little awkward). 

as i get older and my dance flame burns out my heart gets heavy. so i've decided to do something about it while i still have some pep in my step. 

now don't be scared, i'm about to say something that may sound absolutely ridiculous. i mean, i can't believe i'm about to do this but here it goes...

i'm auditioning for a dance co. today! 

i haven't danced in years (have i mentioned this yet?) and my flexibility is pretty much gone but the passion remains, the passion will always remain, so i'm going to give my soul a special treat today.

wish me a broken leg!
(that didn't sound right, but you know what i mean).