real talk.

after living in a small town my whole life, this move to the "big city" has been a bit tricky.
i literally live in a building with a lot of people i don't even know.
sometimes when i'm walking out of my apartment, my neighbor is walking out of his.
our pleasant smile exchanges are merely acknowledgements of "hello strange person i've never met and don't necessarily feel the need to meet but i actually live mere feet from...have a nice day."

another problem that's arisen since "the move"?
i have THE ABSOLUTE WORST LUCK WITH DRIVING.
since "the move" i have:

• been pulled over.
• had my car break down.
• gotten a red light ticket.
• been in a car wreck.
• had my car break down. again.
• gotten a mean note on my windshield wiper concerning my bad parking skills.

apparently driving 2 hours daily to get to work for a year was not acceptable preparation for "big city" living.

but you know what's cool about adult life?
i'm learning to deal with some pretty intense stuff.
like...dealing with broken utilities.
and understanding how to pay bills.
and throwing away phone books and flyers left on the doorstep.

i'm still working on mastering the whole chores thing.
like being in charge of washing dishes and taking out trash and being responsible about the sour milk in the fridge.
i'm not good at that.
my flat mate (what do you call them when you don't share rooms, but an apartment? flat mate sounds so snobbish) does so much better at it and i owe her many a trip to the dumpster.
you don't even want to know how long i left the rotting carved pumpkin by the door after halloween.

but guys...how cool is it that i'm experiencing all of this LIFE?!
sometimes i feel like i'm just playing house and how truly ridiculous it is for me to be out on my own.
i still ignore phone calls half the time because i don't have the courage to talk to people...but i know how to pay bills?
i've been given such a cool opportunity, and it may not be the sort of thing everyone my age is supposed to be doing: college, dorms, classes.
but that's ok.
i love it.

adult life.

let's chat about adult life for a moment, shall we?

when you move out of your house you know life will never be the same.

you realize that there will soon be bills to pay.

that everything will feel like it's breaking at once.

and suddenly you're paying for repairs left and right (laptop, car, your back).

sure you know about taking out the trash (but did you remember to actually buy a trash can?).

but there are a few things you never think about...until they actually happen.

and i'm here to save you from those surprises.

because, basically...adult life is hard. 

the grocery store.

normal stuff...not too many difficult decisions.

that is...until the cereal aisle.

do you remember going down the cereal aisle as a kid...dreaming of the day you'd have the freedom to choose any delightfully, sugar-y cereal that you wanted?

well. 

the day had finally come.

i'd never felt more overwhelmed about a decision in my life.

and in desperation...i chose fruit loops.

FRUIT LOOPS.

i had the freedom to choose any cereal on the cereal aisle that i wanted...and i chose...fruit loops.

and that's just the beginning!

do you know what else is hard about adult life?

milk.

milk is one of those things that just always appeared in your refrigerator at home.

you were never sure how it got there.

or when it was replaced.

but it was always there.

suddenly you're living alone...and there's no milk.

you never realize how often you need milk until it's NOT THERE.

also...milk goes bad so fast!

and how do you know what kind to get?? 

whole milk tastes like butter and skim tastes like creamy water!

oh!

and that bug? 

there's literally no one BUT YOU available to kill it. 

...adulting creates murderers of us all...

to be continued (i'm sure)

too darn hot.

friends. 

i don't know about you, but i'm definitely ready for some "fall" weather.

this texas heat has gone on LONG ENOUGH.

sweaters, boots, legwarmers, and hats are calling my name.

basically...it's too darn hot.

oh.

hey.

that's a song from the show i'm in currently.

(see what i did there?)

(i'm in the striped peplum blouse)

I'M IN A SHOW...again.

so i'm in a show again!

it may not seem like a long time...but it's been MONTHS.

i'm playing lois/bianca in "kiss me kate" at the artisan. 

it's a show within a show...basically a 1950's theatre troupe putting on a musical version of "the taming of the shrew."

i wear wigs.

i dance.

i have a new york accent.

all the boys want to marry me.

it's a grand time.

this has most definitely been one of THE most challenging roles i've faced.

there's a lot of belting.

SO much dancing.

and my character is...well...different than my usual type.

and i've LOVED the challenge!

p.s. i'm also in the promo video:

apartment sweet apartment.

hey guys...just a little update...

REBECCA GOT AN APARTMENT! 

more soon. :)

behind the scenes wedding prep.

i was just going through pictures from the wedding 2 months ago (how is that even possible?!) and found some that were never posted...wedding prep and the like.

so here they are! :)

above: crafting wedding gifts for atlanta and jordan.

the "day of" emergency kit that i started for atlanta.

it actually came in handy a few times!

ironing my dress (both the night before pictures and the night before the actual wedding).

if you've never ironed a civil war dress, you don't truly understand what a huge task this is.

decorating the venue all afternoon (after the rehearsal luncheon).

driving down neighborhoods seeing if anyone would be cool with us cutting down a few small branches of their trees' blossoms.

we found a sweet family who were totally fine with it and got quite a few!

see above also, my slightly OCD piles of blossoms...organized, obviously, by size. 

catching up with old friends i haven't seen in YEARS!!

turns out i'm the most awkward bridesmaid of all time and make strange faces while rushing down the aisle because OMG EVERYONE'S STARING!

also known as...the wedding rehearsal.

driving to the cabin where the wedding was to be held in a little over an hour. 

SQUEEP!

more pictures soon, i'm sure!

rebecca jane

p.s. if you want to see the full story, pictures, etc...head over to the bride's WEBSITE.

come and meet...those dancing feet.

42nd street is currently running at the artisan center theater...and let me tell you.

it is crazy good!

the dancing. the singing.

oh...and the costumes are pretty cool, too.

just a really epic photoshoot.

a few months ago i was asked to help with this REALLY amazing project.

a "through the decades" photo shoot.

i put together all of the costumes.

and it turned out incredible.

so now i must share.

the crew was an uber talented group of people.

see above.

however...the initiator and photographer of the entire project, blake hannah (who, consequently, took my senior pictures), is not pictured, as he is behind the camera.

of course.

to see the entire photo shoot, go to this facebook page.

go ahead and "like" it while you're there.

you'll be glad you did.

HEY HO!!

friends.

have you ever hear of a band called THE LUMINEERS?

if not...go immediately to look them up.

i'll wait.

you're welcome.

i am definitely not the kind of person that attends concerts regularly.

honestly...i never attend them at all.

like not once.

but all that changed when i heard THE LUMINEERS were coming to town!

my friend scout bought me a ticket for my birthday and oh how happy was i?!

our seats were perfection.

the opening bands were lovely.

the lumineers were SO GOOD OH MY GOODNESS!

they only have one album out, so they played every song PLUS SOME NEW ONES!

and i died.

happy day.

rebecca jane.

of london dressing rooms and the editor of vogue.

STORY TIME!

once.

when i was in london.

(i really love saying that.)

i was in a vintage clothing shop...trying on a dress in a fitting room.

a lady accidentally walked in on me changing.

 (luckily it was winter so i still had about 5 layers of clothing on.) 

later, when i was checking out and buying my dress, the owner of the shop pointed to the lady and told me that she's the editor of vogue magazine. 

THE vogue magazine.

i later googled "editor of vogue magazine."

guess who popped up?

dressing room intruder lady.

and that's the story about how the editor of vogue magazine walked in on me changing clothes in the dressing room of a vintage clothing shop in london, england.

xo,

rebecca jane

p.s. for more stories on my adventures in europe...go here.

costume shop life.

i spend most everyday in the costume shop.

also dubbed by others as my "hobbit hole" and "cave."

so apparently people think of me as a bilbo and/or gollum?

sigh.

SHORT PEOPLE PROBLEMS!

my days are full of organizing.

putting costumes away.

sorting through donations.

creating endless amounts of lists.

researching time periods.

pulling costumes.

designing costumes.

making costumes.

doing fittings.

making alterations.

meeting with directors.

managing my budget.

the list is endless.

also...guys...i get a name tag.

so far this year the costume shop has hopped from 

the 1980's (footloose).

the the 1920's (thouroughly modern millie).

to the 1940's (the hiding place).

to the 1930's (42nd street).

and now it is taking a drastic LEAP to the 1860's (the civil war)...which i couldn't be more excited about!

xo,

rebecca jane