Cutest Pumpkins in the Patch

Cutest Pumpkins in the Patch

As we are now stumbling onto the halfway mark of October, I decided its time to drag my adorable boyfriend along to do insanely ridiculous fall stuff. This means pumpkin patches, hiking, carving pumpkins, and maybe even picking apples if we get the opportunity. This past weekend we revisited a little pumpkin patch area, took plenty of pictures, and I wore a pretty cute outfit that I wanted to share with all of you.

As you arrive at Ellis Pottery in Longview, TX, you will be greeted by this giant friendly pumpkin, (just in case you thought you were in the wrong place).

Pumpkins literally lined the entire property. I would NOT want to work in that farm. I love pumpkins,  but there is no way I’m washing all these bad boys. No thank you. Whoever took the time to make sure pumpkins were everywhere you could see, they did a fantastic job. I was pleasantly surprised by this place. Definitely put me in the fall mood.

Dakota and I had a great time here. There was a little walk way that was soooo spooky, decorated with cute Halloween decor. String lights hung all around the path, which I bet would’ve been super romantic at night. Pumpkin towers stood in random places, and if there were ever a place to have a fall photo shoot, this would be it. Maybe there will be a new lookbook or something coming out for y’all………we’ll have to see.

Besides the pumpkins, there was also plenty of flowers. They had annuals, semi-annuals, succulents, you name it. I wanted to pick me up a few but decided that my wallet deserved a much needed break. The colors and smells of this place were really something special. Such a cool little spot in our tiny neck of the woods.

These little guys had to be the most perfect pieces of nature I’ve ever seen. How is it possible to grow something that looks right off a dictionary picture? Now there were obviously plenty of perfect pumpkins, but I’m pretty sure Dakota and I were the cutest throughout the entire patch.

As far as my outfit goes, I wore a plain black T-shirt (my boyfriend’s), and some burnt orange jeans (from La’Patricia), which y’all should already know is my favorite color, and my staple black booties (JCPenny’s). An outfit like this one, that is inclusive of fall colors, is such an easy way to feel festive and trendy without going all out.

I had an absolutely amazing time here at Ellis Pottery. It was a great day we’ll never forget, and if you ever have an opportunity to go to a place like this one, definitely go. Having fun adventures such as this one makes me excited to see what else the season has in store for us.


Until next time,


What’s In My Bag (for back to school)

I’m honestly pretty excited to start school this semester. I got some new supplies, which I’m super eager to use. The past school year was a hot mess. It was just constant running around and forgetting things. It seemed that no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t get organized. And if it wasn’t for me taking duel credit courses this year, I would be behind. So over the summer I decided to buckle down for real this semester and start taking care of my business. 

Having your supplies organized and having a specific system in place can help a lot. In high school, I memorized everything. I have a great visual memory, so reading or rewriting the same phrases over and over again helped me pass all the tests. However, in college, the whole structure is different. A lot of the work is on your own, the note taking is continuous, and since you don’t get to see your instructor every single day of the week, you have to investigate some of the questions on your own. 

I did not realize any of that last year, but I have now and it’s time to redeem myself. So anyways, let’s get into what I’m keeping with me everyday to keep me well structured. 

(I didn’t include my school bag because I’m pretty sure I will be getting a new one.)

The first thing I want to show y’all is this makeup bad that I’m using as a pencil bag. This little egg guy is so inspirational. Whenever I’m feeling overwhelmed in class, I just look at it, and I’m like “yeah, me too buddy”.

And it’s literally the exact size I needed for my pens and prncils. Makeup bag for the win. 

This little rectangular box is kind of like my organization station. I got this pretty thing from Staples, and it comes with post-it notes, an eraser, binder clips, paper clicks and magnets. I really love this, the only problem is that it isn’t secure. The little pieces keep falling out. I’m going to need to do something about that. 

I like having the post-its being the same design. And I used them to label my $0.25 notebooks by class. I got 4 of these spiral notebooks, and a little journal one that I’m turning into a bullet journal for school. Here’s a peep inside:

I’m new to bullet journaling, but with everything going on now, with school and my first job, my somewhat second job, this blog, and just everything else that comes with life, saying I’m busy is an understatement. But I think this would be a cool way to keep me really organized. I want to do an entirely separate post about my bullet journal, so I won’t go too much into detail here.

Not pictured is the tiny stapler I bought myself, my hygiene kit that I bring with me that has an extra toothbrush and hand sanitizer in it, because honestly I just never know where I’m gonna end up these days. I’m thinking of getting more tiny bags to keep things in, because I hate when there’s a bottomless mess in my school bag. I’m hoping to develop a system that works well for me, and to keep this blog up and running on its feet. 

I’m sorry for the late post. I thought I was going to have enough time yesterday to post, but I was mistaken. I know better now, and will keep adjusting to make sure I bring y’all the best content I can muster up! 

Thanks for everyone’s support. Thank you for reading, liking, commenting, sharing, all of it really means so much to me. I’ll let you know how this new system goes, and share whatever tips I gain. 


Emma Katy 


As some of you have noticed, I went MIA there for a little while. I didn’t post anything on this blog for two weeks. Two weeks!! That’s a long time. But I wanted to explain to my loyal readers why I was gone, and remind you that I’m back and I’ve come swinging. 

I first decided to take a break because I started to get really stressed. School is starting this month, and there are so many things my mind makes me worry about even if there’s no logical reason behind it. I was worried about being prepared for school in every way possible, worried about money (I’m always worried about money), worried about time management, and just worried in general. 

Honestly, I was really worried about keeping this blog up and running. Even in the summer, jumping from job to job, I sometimes found uploading to be difficult, as you could probably tell from my posts being a day or two off schedule. Again, I apologize for that. Since I was already having so much trouble keeping my blog going during the summer, I started to stress about how I was going to keep this baby afloat while going to school full time and having a job. 

I also wanted to make sure I was putting out quality content for you guys. Sometimes I get so lost in the task of posting that I don’t think hard enough for my content. That’s a no no. Bad Emma. I needed to step back and have some time to think up some really cool and fun ideas for y’all. 

Okay, so one of the things I was working on in my absence was launching my clothing. For the past few months I’ve been taking some old clothes and redesigning them. I’ve also been hand making jewelry, just having fun with my creative fashionable side. I’ve opened a tint little shop on Depop. Below are a few examples of what I have for sale. (Shoutout to Hailey for modeling for me like a pro.) 

These are just a few examples of what I currently have for sale. Soon I am going to link all my products on a new page of my blog, but in the meantime if you are interested in checking out my Depop shop, my username is @ewolfe. 

That’s one exciting thing I’ve been secretly working on. The next is I recently found an old book I started writing in high school. A few of my friends have begun reading what I have so far, but the book is still far from being completed. However, I really think I’m onto something with this book, so I wanted to offer y’all a little exert of the product as is. 

Are you ready? Here we go.

The day drones on and on. Everyday drones on and on. There is no more waking up at 6:30 in the morning on a Saturday. There is nothing left to do.

    Sometimes, I stop by to visit Monica’s mother. I go to that big, white, unbelievable house, and knock Monica and my secret knock. Three times fast, two times hard, double ring bell, knock once. It used to be that Monica’s mother was never home, so this knock never bothered her before. Nothing bothered her before. Not the bottles in trash. Not the withering bones of her daughter.

    After Monica died, her mother’s business collapsed. Her clients started to say, “Why would I take counseling from a woman who can’t even control her daughter?” Harsh, these people. Ignorance adorns them.

    Today is Sunday, January 10th, 2:00 p.m. I do the secret knock, over and over and over again. “Jess, go away!” I hear from behind the door. Knock, knock, knock, “Jess, get off my property!” Ring, Knock, Bang, Bang, BANG

    Eventually, I lose rhythm, and start wailing on the door. Kicking it hard, leaving marks. I slam my fist on the doorbell and break the button. Monica’s mother screams at me to go away, but I refuse.

    Finally, the door swings open and she stands there. Pajamas, mascara, and a mess of hair. Wild eyes that are dry. Dry here, dry at the funeral. And I stand up straight like Monica taught me.

    “What do you want?” She asks me, furious. I knock every Sunday, but usually not for this long. Usually I get tired and walk away. But not today.

    “Monica.” I answer. “I want Monica.”

    “Monica’s gone.” She spits.

    “Thanks to you.” I hate her.

    “Thanks to me?” Her eyebrows arch.

    “She told you. And you didn’t listen. You didn’t care.”

    “And she didn’t tell you.”

    I wrinkle my eyebrows. My heart sinks. And my hand bleeds as I scratch my car key against my palm in my jacket pocket.

    “She didn’t tell you.” She repeats. She steps outside onto the porch, barefoot. Her toenail polish is chipped. I step backward at her advance. “She didn’t trust you. And you weren’t there.”

    “I was the only one there.”

    “Don’t lie to yourself.”

I pause. I stare into her eyes. Green. Bright green like Monica’s. And I realize for the first time, that I have no idea what this lady’s name is.

    “Are you going to visit her?” I ask.

    “Visit who?”

    “The grave. The one with the tombstone that has your daughter’s name on it.” She doesn’t answer me. Just looks confused.

    “Next time you go,” I say, “if you ever do,” I’m bleeding, “you should check out the dates.”

    Today’s Monica’s birthday. 


Y’all weren’t expecting all that, huh? I bet you were expecting some little sappy love story but instead I took y’all down a depressing rollercoaster ride. I bet y’all have so many questions. Who’s Monica? How’d she die? Why is her mother such a b*tch?!?! Guess you’re gonna have to wait until the book is doneeeee.
Aside from making clothes, photographing clothes, uploading the pictures of clothes, and dedicating hours upon hours into the night for this book, I’ve also been drawing a little again. I don’t want to include any pictures of my artwork yet because they’re still in the works, so I will probably be making a whole separate post for those. I’ve also been reading some new books, which I will also be keeping behind the scenes because I want to write some reviews for y’all. 

Basically, I’ve been busting my little busy bee booty trying to be creative. I just wanted y’all in on a little behind the scenes, so you know that although I am not always punctual, I am always working very hard.

I actually have a HUGE product in the works for you. Gigantic. Massive. Extraordinary. You just wait and see. 

Thank you for staying tuned and being patient with me. Peace, 

Emma Katy