Oh my goodness! Can y’all believe that March is already over!? How in the heck did we get to the 4th month of 2016 already. It is very exciting though. The weather is warming up, and we have many fun vacations planned in the next few months, but today I’m going to be sharing a few of my march favorites.
This month’s favorites ended up being a little more random than normal, but they are just as great and fun. One of my absolute favorites is the Green Tea moisture mist from the face shop. Because the weather has been so up and down my skin has been getting a little dry. I spray this on every day before I go to the gym. It has worked wonders for my skin.
This month we are were gearing up for our trip to stay at the Magnolia House in May. By the way, did anyone watch the season finale of Fixer Upper last night!? It makes our hearts happy. We love every candle that Joanna sells, and her spring candles did not disappoint. I also picked up this new perfume from Anthropologie. It is the Kensington Gardens scent from Royal Apothic. I’ve been reaching for it every day this month.
Kate Hudson is one of my favorite actresses. As soon as I found out she wrote a book I had to buy it. I have thoroughly enjoyed reading it this month. She is a breathe of fresh air in this day in age. It is a great read to help you love yourself the way you are. Because this month has been so go go go, I have had to have several snacks to grab quickly. Ashley and I love Larabar’s and Kind bars, but we had never seen these two flavors before. Anything that has chocolate and mint is a win in our book.
What have you been loving this month!? Let us know in the comments below.
-Shelby xx
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