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Taylor Tippett  A wildflower adventurin' as a flight attendant until Justin Bieber recruits me as a back up dancer. I write #wordsfromthewindowseat too โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ“Chicago

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I love this man more than I know how to explain. He is helping me grow through love and our relationship is teaching me more than I have words for. I am so darn proud of him to say the very least. He is my forever favorite musician and is using all the gifts God has given him to make the most beautiful music. To all my Chicago lovin folks-- Sammy has a house show tonight and we would LOVE to see you there . โค๏ธ #hairgoals #BAEascrap #sorryladiesnotsorry

Sometimes you have to get your toes painted neon orange because you are freaking killing it and that's what celebrating looks like to you. Just doin' the dang thing. Had the best day away in LA for the afternoon. โœจ๐ŸŒผ

Woke up this morning at 4:50 am. Proceeded to turn my alarms off at least 5 times. Rolled outta bed. Got ready in under 10 minutes. Sprinted downstairs for the crappy hotel coffee. Sat next to a man with a huge cowboy hat who forgot to put his hearing aids in. He reminded me of my Pawpaw. Wrote some stuff. Read some truth. Reminded myself why I am doing what I am doing. And just breathed.

I want y'all to know I have been working on my book. It's coming together. I am so excited. I met with a sweet author friend a week ago and she told me to figure out what my end is. What's my end goal? How do I get out of what I've been in? And you know what. It's love. That's my end goal and that's how I make it through. I think my story is writing itself and the current season I am in is teaching me things that are for you too. Because you know what? We're all just walking each other home. Remember it as you walk through the good stuff and the bad stuff today.

Today was seriously GORGEOUS in Chicago-- so of course I had to show off my favorite vintage shorts that bae bought me in Austin! ๐Ÿ˜Aren't they freakin perfect?!!! ๐ŸŒผI'm so beyond pumped about this spring weather (finally). Got a lot done before I leave to fly tomorrow. This photo is a product of prancin' around w/ my lil lady @dashokay this afternoon.

GIVEAWAY **CLOSED** @sweetdemi you won! I'm tickled to be giving away dis beeeautiful backpack ๐ŸŽ’ this bad boy has been my bff since the moment I got it ๐Ÿ˜ literally. Can fit my laptop and essential oils and snacks-- it's the perfect darn fit. @parkerclayintl is AMAZING. They work directly w/ communities in Ethiopia to create social empowerement and relationships. Heck yes! To enter:
1. Tag an adventure buddy friend or 5 or however many you want for a better chance of winning!!!
2. Make sure to follow your home girl (@ me & @parkerclayintl)
3. Tell someone you love them. We all need it.

Giveaway closes in Mothers Day so this Sunday 5/14 and I will announce the winner soon after! Happy backpacking ๐Ÿ’•๐ŸŒผ๐Ÿ’• thanks to my lady @dashokay for these photos too!

I'd like to take a step to the side, look back, and I'd like to imagine that I'd be different. I like to think that I'm better now. I like to think I have stopped making the same dumb mistakes and getting angry over the same silly things. That i'd be more careful with my money and stop buying so many 5 dollar cups of coffee when I have coffee beans at home. I'd like to think a lot of things have changed about me. I'd like to think that I wouldn't get mad at something that the "old Tay" would have gotten mad over. But the truth is: is that it's not about being better; it's about growing. When a flower is withering and struggling to stay alive but later comes back to life and blooms; we don't look at it and say "oh look it's better now". We say "look it's growing and it GREW". It's this thing called grace. It's a thing called heart. It's not a scale of am I good or bad or 1 to 10 or hot/cold or old me/ new me. It's not about being better or being worse, it's about what's on the inside. Its about breakthrough. It's about the heart and the guts and the fights you have at 2 am with yourself and with your loves and with your parents and with whomever or whatever you are fighting for. It's what you put in and it's what you take away. Because hell-- if I take a step back, anyone could say I'm better. I could too honestly. And yes of course I am "better" I just don't wanna throw it around anymore. But it doesn't even matter. It's the story and the growth I get to compare where I was to where I am now. And that right there is freeing to me. We idolize this idea and this word like we have to make all these changes in order to be new and step into new seasons of life for wholeness and goodness. But you know what?? I don't have to be better or worse or whatever the heck you want to call me. Better sets up standards that suck like crap when we fail. I just have to be me. I have to be trying. I have to grow and fight and wrestle and hug grace with the biggest bear hug it's ever gotten. I've gotta tackle it. I just have to be. It's as simple as that. Screw better. I just wanna be growing.

We had the BEST time in Austin! Sunshine. Sweet tea. All of the puppies you could ever need. Tacos. Family. All of the best things. ๐ŸŒฎโค๏ธ๐ŸŒฎ love n stuff u know? (@shelby.nickel took dis)

Wildflower pickin' in Austin โœจ๐ŸŒผโœจ

An Austin favorite always ๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒต๐ŸŒฟ

AUSTIN WITH MY HOTTIE ๐Ÿ˜ doing all the tourist stuff ya know. P.s. My favorite skirt ever aka THE banana skirt is finally out in the wild!!!๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ

This weekend was beautiful. My best friends threw me a space cowboy Justin Bieber 24th birthday bash and it was the best. My boyfriend got me a banana skirt that I have been talking about for (LITERALLY) 2 months. Flowers for dreams sent me the sweetest birthday bouquet. I ate chocolate chip pancakes and soaked up the sun. It was just magical.

Now I'm headed to Austin after a quick day of work and my boy is coming to meet the fam and we are PUMPED. Just wanted to stop by to give you a big virtual hug and say thank you to everyone who made this weekend beautiful and light and full of love. ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒธโœจ๐Ÿ’•

I'm not 23 years old anymore; I'm 24 today. I'm still going to pretend like I am MJ and Miley Cyrus with my weird space buns though. Life is too short not to be fun and figure it who I am. I'm learning a lot. I have learned a lot. I will continue to learn a lot. I am a snake shedding its skin getting used to life and also really not getting used to it as well. My home is here and in a metal tube and in 500 other places. I'm going to pick my nose and fart and argue with Jesus. I'm going to be anxious and get mad and want to control every single detail of my life because I am a control freak. But I am learning. I am growing. Palms up. Letting go. I'm learning how to actually love and I'm actually (for the first time in my entire life) letting people know the real me. On Instagram. At coffee dates. When I hold my boyfriends hand after getting mad at him over the stoopidest stuff. I'm seen. I'm loved. I'm honest. I'm exactly where I need to be. I am 24. This year is just another year and tomorrow I will probably wake up with smelly horrid bed breath and I will probably stop to pick a lot of flowers; but that's who I am. Taylor Tippett. Dramatic. Passionate. Real. Messy. Wildflower. Me. A 24 year old, justin bieber lover, dog obsesser, just trying to figure it all out rascal, let's dance and sip on some whiskey, I want to own a farm one day, can we please pick all the flowers, loved & growing human bean. Me. 24. But me. Drink up all the sunshine and pick a flower today. Joy is for us and wants us to grab it by the hand and run. Today I'm running. ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒฟ

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