I'm a 26 year old living in the suburbs of DC. These are my stories about finding Mr. Right in all the wrong places. *cheers*

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Mr. Right, where art thou?

Why Hello there Lovely. Welcome to my blog. Here, I've put together a blog based on true stories (that happened to yours truly) about what goes wrong when trying to find Mr. Right. I, like the next 20-something-year-old girl, have fallen in and out of love, made good and bad choices, and has ran head first towards a red flag.

"Your 20's are your 'selfish' years. It's a decade to immerse yourself in every single thing possible. Be selfish with your time and all the aspects of you. Tinker with shit, travel, explore, love a lot, love a little, and never touch the ground." --Kyoko Escamilla

I have this quote hanging on my bedroom wall as a reminder of how beautiful this time is supposed to be in my life. Don't get me wrong, I believe that Kyoko is on to something. But, what she failed to mention is that your 20's are your 'confused' years-- what are you doing with your life, what's your purpose, and most importantly; who are you? So, if I have no idea who I am or what I want for breakfast tomorrow ... how am I supposed to find the right guy for me?