Margo's got Moxie ! : the diary of miss red high heels

This past weekend, I traveled to Oregon to attend college friends of mine, their wedding as a bridesmaid. I was super stoked and a tad crazy busy because I had been gone for the last two weekends straight. I absolutely love going and being on the go, but wasn't sure how I pulled it off now looking back! I left two suitcases on the ground. One for labor day weekend and one for Jason and Ashley's wedding. I flew into Portland on Wednesday and later flight got to my hotel at 1am after getting off the rail station. Saved mega bucks not taking a cab. Friday we had the bachelorette party and the gals went to three awesome wineries. I didn't know the other two bridesmaids, but I knew one. Even the bride is one of the easy going, laid back, fun, woman I know, so I didn't expect any bridezilla moments. How ironic that I was the bridesmaidzilla if you will! I was able to luckily score some hair and makeup appointments for myself and a friend to get all dressed up. It was such a...

I got back from Ireland and was glad to be back with friends and family. However, my apartment didn't feel like home. Lately, I have been a bit of a wanderer. I used think to that home was where the heart is, but home is really what you make it. I honestly wonder what it would be like to live out of a suit case for a bit, constantly on the go, and just exploring all the possibilities.  For someone my age that sounds completely exciting. People who have families and children or dying relatives it doesn't sound as good. There is something so liberating about getting on a plane and not looking back. I mean it really may seem like escaping from life's problems, but those will be there wherever you go. Heartbreak is still present, debt if you have it, family issues; whatever it is, travel is incredible but it is not the solution.  I do however love the spontaneity of just being able to get up and go and not have to have a care in the world and roll with the outcome. I was ne...

For weeks I have analyzed the situation like a biologist would a specimen under a scope. I dont know what they are going through and I dont know what I did but ill pray about them and realize I can not do anything. I am 26 yrs old I dont care about age but it makes a big deal when I still have my world ahead. It hurts so much  when they are pushing me away. If we dated, in 10 yrs we would only resent each other. I dont want that, and I dont want to lose their friendship but Ill hurt myself more if I keep trying at a dead end road. . Ive been nothing but loyal and I defend my friends when people talk smack. Real love is when you can let go and you want the best for someone but also for yourself. Real love is when you respect someone no matter what and communicate with trust and understanding with a little bit of introspection and care. Infatuation is when you have crush that takes no action and your obsession becomes lust over what you think you should have and should control and ho...