ᡣ𐭩 Pink pilates princess ᡣ𐭩
a post on getting through the summer flawlessly as a dream girl <3
getting through summer looks like… basking & glowing in the beautiful sun, traveling, going out with ease, having fun, being messy and more. so let’s begin.
what does your ideal summer for this year look like? ideas, moodboards
physical: summer essentials, what to wear, makeup looks, luxuries, summer reads and bucket lists.
mental: mindset, wellness, reads and bucket list ideas
you create the definition of dream girl and it can always change. so decide what your mind and body needs. is this a time for healing? or is this a time to be adventurous?
do you see yourself in nature, enjoying the silence after a chaotic winter and spring? or going to parties, hanging out with friends, meeting new people and trying so many new things?
or why not both? 💋
some bucket list ideas:
spend more time outside than on your phone
have a morning routine. don’t lose structure in the day. switch it up for summer and make it fun.
make a list of nice restaurants in the city to try out
plan out picnic dates
buy disposable cameras and have them developed at the end of summer!
go skydiving
go to a fancy hotel bar and leave the place with someone’s number (or many)
go on late night drives!
explore a random city
try out new foods
most important of all: follow your gut. keep your safety your #1 priority.
sunscreen duhh, is a must no matter the season, especially for summer.
⤷ apply sunscreen before you go out and reapply ever 2 hours. look for products that are: lightweight & nonsticky, don’t leave a white cast, spf 50++
anything from sol de janeiro ugh <3
waterproof jewelry
sunglasses
sea salt spray
shimmer body oil
after sun care
your signature scent for summer (scent recommendations below)
pack light and smart with makeup if you’re one to touch up: lipstick (can be used for your eyes and cheeks also), eyeliner, etc.
hair clips/ties
qtips for makeup smudges
mini fan to cool down
small wallet
have fun and unplug but if it’s a must, carry a portable charger if you didn’t charge it in the car or before you left the house.
tissues (for sweat, blotches)
sundresses
mini !! skirts !!
mules
bikini tops as regular tops
gold hoop earrings
silk scarves
flowy bottoms, skirts, dresses
a cute cover up
patterns
mini bag
backless tops
the sun is out so it’s only natural for me to want to glow when the sun is hitting my face and body ♡ i love to really highlight my highest points.
applying subtle gold shimmer on your eyelids
lipgloss!
preferably one that is hydrating, slightly pigmented to bring out the colors in your lips & glowy. not sticky. my recommendation is the dior lip glow stick.
highlighter
my favorite is mac’s strobe highlighter in peachlite. it honestly gives my skin such a beautiful and subtle pink glow to my face!! i love applying it before my makeup.
⤷ don’t forget your collarbones and shoulders.
there is nothing else that makes me feel like a radiating goddess walking down the street when i put highlighter on my body.
⤷ also, layering powder products on top of wet/creamy products make them more pigmented! this is why you see some people wet their eyeshadow brushes before dipping them into the product ♡
blushed & flushed or nothing!
who doesn’t love a good blushed face during the summer? just because your blush is visible doesnt mean you’re wearing too much!!!! own it!!
have fun with subtle pops of color 💋
it doesn’t have to be too crazy. keep it simple.
ideas can be:
- two toned eyeshadows
- colorful winged eyeliners
- a bold lip
nails ♡
- fun & bright colors like orange & blue
- if you want to keep it simple: french tips, nudes!
marc jacobs perfect
delina - de marly
le labo thé noir 29
chanel chance
replica beachwalk & bubble bath
tom ford soleil blanc, lost cherry, neroli portofino, bitter peach
good chemistry coco blush
victoria secret bombshell beach
ariana grande - sweet like candy
solinotes cherry blossom
nothing better than a good summer read. here are some recommendations!
my year of rest and relaxation - ottessa moshfegh
it happened one summer - tessa bailey
hook, line, and sinker - tessa bailey
beach read by emily henry
people we meet on vacation by emily henry
book lovers by emily henry
one hot italian summer - karina halle
malibu rising - taylor jenkins reid
every summer after by carley fortune
the wedding crasher by mia sosa
twisted series - ana huang (twisted love, twisted games, twisted hate, twisted lies)
birthday girl - penelope douglas
love & gelato - jenna evans welch
one italian summer - rebecca serle
hands down - mariana zapata
better than the movies - lynn painter
- have fun. kisses from blushydior ♡
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( requested by → @suncreamz )
ahhhhh, these colours are so pleasing it makes me so happy heheh 🤍🤍🤍 ! I added other sizes because why not heehee
again, I recommend saving this via desktop because some of them are suuuuper smol and thin and hard to save on mobile :s
blends : 001 / 002
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hi angel, mindy here. let’s talk. because i know you want this. you want to be that student who shows up for herself/himself. you want to stop making excuses. you want to feel proud of yourself when this is all over. so why do you keep putting up roadblocks in your own way? why do you keep pulling yourself away from the very thing you know you need to do?
self-sabotage is not laziness. it’s fear, it’s perfectionism, it’s comfort, it’s this deep, quiet resistance that whispers, what if i try and fail? so you never fully try.
but guess what? we’re breaking that cycle today. right now.
procrastination is a liar with a pretty voice. it tells you that you’ll do it when you feel more ready, when you’re in a better mood, when the circumstances are just right. but the truth? later is just a hiding place.
so next time you catch yourself saying “i’ll do it tonight” or “tomorrow is better,” stop. ask yourself: what makes later better than now? if you don’t have a solid answer, it’s just fear talking.
self-sabotage isn’t just about the fear of failure. sometimes, it’s the fear of what happens when you actually get what you’ve been working toward.
because success? means expectations. it means proving that you can do it again. it means stepping into a version of yourself that no longer has excuses. and that can be terrifying.
but here’s the truth: the version of you that’s waiting on the other side of this work? she’s not a stranger. she’s still you, just with more proof of what you’re capable of.
if studying always feels like punishment, if your entire academic routine is built around the feeling of “i should be doing more,” of course you’re going to resist it.
so let’s shift this. instead of studying because you have to, start studying because you deserve to succeed. because you want to feel prepared. because the version of you who walks into that exam room with confidence? deserves to exist.
make studying feel like an investment, not a punishment. romanticize it. find ways to make it an experience you don’t want to run from. pinterest is your best friend, studytok is your motivator and me (@glowettee is your mentor 😉)
motivation is like a guest who shows up unannounced. sometimes, she arrives when you least expect it, and sometimes, she ghosts you for weeks.
discipline, though? discipline is the friend who always shows up. she’s reliable. she doesn’t wait until she “feels like it.” she just does it, because that’s who she is.
so stop waiting for motivation to hit like some kind of magical burst of energy. instead, set up routines that make studying non-negotiable. that make it feel natural. like brushing your teeth, like making your bed, like second nature.
if you’ve spent years avoiding hard work, of course your brain is going to resist when you suddenly decide to commit. your instincts are wired to avoid discomfort.
but the good news? self-sabotage is a learned habit. which means you can unlearn it. every time you choose to sit down and do the work, even when you don’t want to, you are rewriting your patterns. you are proving to yourself that you are not the same person who gives up.
and eventually? showing up for yourself won’t feel like a battle anymore. it will feel normal. it will feel like who you are.
look, you can close this post and keep doing what you’ve always done. you can keep waiting for some magical day when it all feels easy. or you can make a decision, right here, right now.
you can decide that you are done getting in your own way. that you are done letting fear win. that you are done delaying your own success.
because the version of you who is already succeeding? she is not far away. she is right there, waiting for you to step into her shoes.
it’s time, angel. show up.
love you all sooo much <3 i hope this post can help you understand; self-discipline > motivation
with love, mindy
💌 a love letter to the girls who feel everything all at once
hi angel. mindy here.
i just want to talk to you for a second. not as a persona, not as a brand, not even as a blog, but as a girl who started typing into a blank text box one day and never stopped.
because the truth is, i didn’t make this blog because i was healed. i made it because i was hurting.
and somewhere between the aesthetic pinterest photos, the late-night diary entries, the posts that only got 3 notes, the 2am reblogs of girls who looked like soft versions of my pain... i found something. i found you.
✿
i didn’t know i was creating a life raft when i made this blog. but looking back, i can see it so clearly now: i was a girl who needed a safe place to feel everything. to be too much, too emotional, too ambitious, too dreamy. irl, i felt like i was being graded for everything, my appearance, my intelligence, my tone of voice, even the way i sat in a chair. everything had to be curated and clean and perfect.
but on here? on tumblr? i could fall apart in lowercase.
i could write things like “i feel like a forgotten ballerina in a dusty theater” and no one would ask me if i was okay. they’d just reblog it with “me too.” and somehow, that felt more healing than any conversation i’d ever had.
✿
girlblogging didn’t just save my life. it gave me one.
a life where i could romanticize my flashcards, where healing could look like claw clips and classical music and drinking water in a wine glass. a life where i could turn loneliness into poetry and ambition into art. a life where i wasn’t just surviving... i was curating, creating, soft-launching a girl i had always dreamed of being.
i started girlblogging when i didn’t have the words for what i was feeling. but now i know, it was grief. it was burnout. it was self-abandonment. and slowly, one pink post-it thought at a time, i started writing my way back to myself.
✿
when people ask what girlblogging even is, i just smile. because it’s not something you can explain in one sentence. it’s something you feel.
it’s the way you post blurry photos of your eyeliner because it makes you feel powerful. it’s the way you build entire personalities out of fictional girls like spencer hastings, wonyoung, cher horowitz, and elle woods. it’s the way you turn your trauma into templates and your survival into routines. it’s how we whisper “you’re not alone” to each other through digital scraps of diaries, gifs, playlists, and checklists titled ✧ how to feel like yourself again.
girlblogging is archiving your girlhood in real-time. and i think that’s the most radical thing we’ve ever done.
✿
i’ve met girls here who are quiet geniuses. girls who write like moonlight. girls who study like the world is ending. girls who’ve taught me how to rest, how to flirt with life again, how to turn breakdowns into soft resets. girls who made me feel seen in a way real life never did.
and the best part? they’re just like me. just like you. we’re all here, in this glittery corner of the internet, building worlds from our bedrooms, lighting candles for each other, sending each other healing in the form of moodboards and poetry and routines.
this is a community of unspoken survival. we never say it directly. we just post something beautiful and hope someone else recognizes the ache behind it.
and we do. every time.
✿
so this is my love letter. to you. to the girlbloggers. to the dreamers who stayed up late to make a new aesthetic header even though they had homework. to the girls who reblogged posts about self-worth while silently trying to believe them. to the ones who took notes like it was an artform. to the ones who healed in lowercase and sparkles. to the ones who are still learning how to love themselves in soft, sustainable ways.
you saved me. girlblogging saved me. you taught me how to live again.
and i just want to say... whatever you’re going through, you’re not weird for needing this space. you’re not cringey for making everything an aesthetic. you’re not “too much” for feeling everything at once.
you’re just a girl in the middle of becoming. and that’s a sacred thing.
never let the world convince you that softness isn’t powerful. it is. it always has been.
✿
so keep posting your little poems and guides. keep updating your theme at 1am. keep reblogging things that feel like you. because maybe girlblogging isn’t about being seen. maybe it’s about seeing yourself for the first time in forever.
and maybe that’s enough.
tributed to all the girlblogging community on tumblr + these amazing creators/girlbloggers:
@prettieinpink
@honeytonedhottie
@b3byd0ll
@thegirlingold
@dollywons
@agirlwithglam
@cantmakeitonmyown
@bunnysdollette
@maxiglow
@malusokay
@girljournal
@bloomzone
@4theitgirls
@milkoomi
@realprissygirl
~ mindy ♡
the way i screamed
IM CRYING 🥺😭 (CR.)
UMMMM did i just catch you making decisions based on a MAN?? i better not have. stand up girl, thats not it.
cottagecore dreams
a girl who’s going to do big things cannot let small things get to her
self-doubt simply doesn't exist within me. no matter how impossible something seems or how hard it will be to achieve I'm always like "okay and?" and then I make it happen. maybe it's bc I have a proven track record of getting what I want but like nothing seems impossible to me. why would I doubt myself? I can have whatever I want, it's that simple. if other people have made it happen, that means it can be done so why would it not be able for me to get it too? no self-doubt. no need for it.