Entertaining things in the Minecraft these days make all the players satisfied and give them eagerness to enhance their performance. They explore and use every chance to be successful in their approach for building the best chicken coop without complexity in any aspect. They can pay attention to the main attractions of the chicken coop building techniques and use every chance to be smart in their way to build appropriate chicken coops. They can focus on the following details and get an overview about how they enhance their way to build the appropriate chicken coop.

A good chicken coop

It is the suitable time to focus on how to build a good chicken coop in minecraft and use every chance for improving their way to make a chicken coop. You can focus on basics and advanced aspects of the chicken coop building techniques in the Minecraft. You will get the absolute assistance and fulfil your wishes about the easiest way to decide on and use the suitable method for making the chicken coop. Smart players of this game nowadays are willing to concentrate on the DIY chicken coop plans. This is because they like to build their own chicken coop and make positive changes in their routine approach for chicken farm.

Individuals who have at least 20 chickens can start their step to build the best-in-class nature of the chicken coop on their own. They can spend enough time to focus on the minecraft tutorial and take note of the best things associated with the chick coop building techniques as comprehensive as possible. Wings of chicken in the minecraft still make the flapping animation. Every chicken is able to hide within its hopper. You can consider every aspect of the realistic chicken coop at this time and pay attention to the best suggestions for building the chicken coop. You will get enough assistance and ensure about how to make the chicken coop.

Focus on and use resources to build a chicken coop

Many people these days think about how to make a functional chicken coop and use every chance to enhance their entertainment. They can watch the video tutorial on the subject of the best chicken coop building and make a better-informed decision about how to succeed in the game play without complexity in any aspect. They have to follow suggestions from specialists in this sector and start their step to build the chicken coop from scratch for little money. They use every opportunity to build and use the chicken coop in the minecraft.

Chicken coop related things like bedding options, plans, ladder designs, horizon structures and designs nowadays not only attract residents, but also give them eagerness to choose and use the suitable resources. Playing the minecraft in the virtual world involves an array of exciting things. Almost every experienced player of this game in our time understands this fact and uses every chance for improving their game play further. They take note of attractive things about how to build the appropriate chicken coop.

Build the chicken coop

Experts in the best chicken coop nowadays think out of the box and use every chance for improving the game play. They explore and use exclusive methods for the minecraft building in the virtual world. They spend enough time to watch the video specialized in the chicken coop building tutorial and clarify their doubts about how to design and build the chicken coop as convenient as possible. Loads of interactive things all through this game environment make players of all age groups happier than ever. Every large chicken is an egg dispenser which drops the egg into the chest in the direct way. The wolf tail here can move in both up and down direction.  Players of this game get the maximum fun as they get loads of entertaining things include, but not limited to the flowers, axe, bone, feather and other things throughout the game play.

Smart and successful players of the minecraft these days take note of the best suggestions to build the chicken coop in the minecraft for automatic harvesting of eggs. They understand and ensure about everything involved in their way to build the chicken coop in the minecraft designed to assist them to harvest eggs in the automatic approach. They get the maximum control over their supply as they harvest eggs as per their requirements.

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I have a confession, and no, it’s not an excuse about why I have been too busy to blog. Let me start from the beginning. 
I was traveling for work and it was quite the whirlwind. With traveling for work brings planes which brings runny nose, watery eyes and stuffed up heads. Which has left me with Saturday, Sunday, Monday night and Tuesday all day being home alone. I am used to being home alone these days, Milo and I have quite the opposite schedules which leaves my weekends and weeknights alone. Prior to moving in together in our own place, I lived with Grams which was like having a siamese twin and then in a house with 5 rooms, two cats and a dog. So needless to say, being alone hasn’t been a thing for a while.
So about this confession…I am a total freak when I am alone. Complete and total weirdo.

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Over the past few days, I have ordered endless amounts of GrubHub. I almost feel like Miranda when the lady from the Chinese restaurant knows her order by heart and laughs. 
I talk to myself a lot. Like nearly full conversations. But as far as any of you are concerned, I was talking to the cat.
I have really done little to now house work. I usually dream of days to be home alone all day with not a thing to do and all the cleaning and organizing I could get done. Oh! The possibilities. Well, I have folded a few throw blankets, emptied the fridge, washed a few cups and vacuumed a bit. Oh and I unpacked my suitcase five days later.
I ordered prints of photos for a new gallery wall I am making and spent hours cropping and picking the perfect snaps. But that quickly turned into ordered personalized magnets with pictures of my cat on them…lord help me.
I have plucked my face of hair, I have stared at my face in the mirror. I have brainstormed outfits, watched more Vanderpump Rules and Sex and the City than I care to admit. I made one single frame with a picture of Milo and I and the champagne cork from our first night here (#pintrest). 
I have moved from kitchen to couch to bedroom to couch to kitchen with every possible power card, seven beverages, a patriots fleece blanket and my phone. 
So long story short, solo Amanda is a weirdo…and I have loved every second of it.
Do you have any weird solo behavior?
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From a young age, we are exposed to the idea that the more candy attached to cards with your name in a mom’s handwriting you have in your sticker covered paper bag, the better. And then as we get older, anonymous ‘candy grams’ will be sent to you in fifth period and the feeling of only getting one from your best friend was the pits. Now, getting flowers at work is the ultimate badge of honor, unless you are me and your dad is the one who always sends them. I think it’s the best, but the looks of judgement say otherwise. 
Ya, you guess it. It’s that time of year again ladies. The much anticipated and even more loathed Valentine’s Day is here. I am sure those two words bring on two very distinct reactions.
one) butterflies, anticipation and excitement.
or
two) dread and loathing. 
I’ve agreed with the cliche that most pesimistic or sarcastic women spew to their girlfriends over wine and pizza in their sweats. The movies have ruined us. Life and relationships are nothing like The Notebook. Blah blah blah. Frankly, I am bored with it. I just don’t think one day should be the narrative for a relationship.
Truthfully, I fall somewhere in the middle of it all. I don’t love the Hallmark holiday and I don’t hate it either. I have never had a bad Valentine’s Day really. In my twenty eight years, I have had what I consider three serious relationships. Number one in high school that lasted about six months and February was not included. Number two was an eight and a half year relationship that had a few great ones and a few ones that felt forced. But there was always a sense of effort. The third, is relationship number one revisited. That high school boy who was my first love and my first terrible heartbreak is now the one I love again. This particular one makes me feel a small amount of those butterflies.
The best part of Valentine’s day past are the not so perfect gifts. One time, I was sent a potted plant with a lady bug sleeve made of felt wrapped around it. Another, I was given two t-shirts, one small and one large because he was unsure of my size (MEDIUM?!) The best part? One of the shirts was this. 

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Do you recognize it? Yup, it’s form the Hills. But then again, considering the leg stands and jello shots being consumed during my life at that time, it was probably perfect with just enough room for my beer belly to fit under. These still make me laugh, they are the best part of the holiday’s past. 
Anyways, back to my real dilemma lies. And I use the word ‘dilemma’ very lightly. I like to play the cool girl role. The “I don’t care about this holiday, don’t worry about it”. Secretly, I want it all. I have found myself feeling this need for the big romantic gestures. The candlelit dinners and amazing, over the top gifts. Maybe because I am happy in what I have, I want that movie scene to be my own. But really, does a Valentine’s Day dictate it all? 
I don’t think so. I think the little things like a reach for your hand in a movie or the belly laughing over the stupid things is what counts. So that is where my focus has been turned to. It’s not an easy task. We are in a world where comparison, envy and gloating are king. Even as I write this, I have read and re-read every sentence to make sure it doesn’t sound like any of those adjectives. I believe true happiness lies within the little things. The happiness that you have in your day to day encounters. Everything else is just icing the proverbial cake. Am I perfect in my practice of these preaches? Not one single bit. But this is my new mantra. With that said, I hope your Valentine’s Days are full with girlfriends, wine and laughter or the grand gestures that make your heart flutter. 
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Before we start the regularly scheduled program…I have to share something that caught my eye today.
During my walk to the train in the busy Downtown Crossing part of Boston, I passed a girl in her mid twenties. She was trucking through the snowy streets likely headed home. What caught my eye is she was carrying a full french baguette and without an ounce of shame, ripping pieces off and eating them on her stroll. It took everything in me not to stop and high-five her. I don’t know if it was the non-discrete consumption of straight carbs or the fact that I have been starving on my current diet (read: eating healthy and not really hungry at all but just dying for some damn bread). But I want to say to baguette girl, I applaud you. Also, can you spare a soul sister a piece? 
Anyways…
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When I wake up on a Monday morning, the first thing I think to myself is “I really hope it is a super snowy day with school and work cancelled for most people except me!” Not.
However, with a mostly shutdown city comes a few perks. Some of the best? No line at Starbucks, a seat on the train and a speedy ride home. The other major plus of a snowy day? The snow gear. I am really a creature of habit during each season. I have my favorites and I usually stubbornly stick with them. With the blustery winds, wet sidewalks and chilly air I am able to slip on my favorite boots, my even more favorite (and typical blogger) blanket scarf and the coat my previously mentioned bad bought for me for Christmas. I almost love these things as much as my jorts! (For those unfamiliar with the term ‘jolts’, it is a loving reference to my cut-offs which are a uniform in the warmer months).

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Wet Seal plaid blanket scarf / J Crew hooded coat / Sorel shoes / Longchamp black handbag / Fur hat / Long fingerless glove

Do you have any steady pieces you always default to no matter what?
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In my absence from the blogging world I have had a real struggle with what I like to call the ‘perception of perfection’ that is attached to it. Of course when posting to social media, most of us post the perfect moments. And why wouldn’t we? Who wants to see me sitting here typing away with a mason jar of sauv blanc while watching Project Runway Junior reruns. But I think I became obsessed. I got away from what the fun of all of this is…being me.
What this has become is a collage of the best moments and none of the imperfect ones. The loving photos of you and the significant other cutely cuddling in your pristine bedroom or the perfectly filtered candid with love oozing from your pores. Not the arguments in pjs with your hair up or the mouth breathing, sweaty sleep. Or perhaps the effortlessly styled outfit where you magically decided to wear your converse to contrast the dressier blouse and lipstick that will never smudge. Or my favorite shot of your amazingly styled chic apartment. Not a mess in sight. Meanwhile, outside of the frame there is a chair piled with outfits that didn’t make the cut and last nights half drank beer.
I, my friends, am the ULTIMATE offender these social media crimes. And honestly, I never plan to stop. And I ask you to please do not get me wrong. I don’t judge this. In fact, I applaud it. I know how much work it takes and I truly love following along. I love me a perfect shot of feet with amazing shoes and bright colored leaves. But it had become kind of an obsession for me to keep up. When I get ready in the morning, it is never good enough. I have grand ideas for how an outfit will play out and when it all comes together and I excitedly run to the mirror…a bit of disappointment comes over me and I think: 
“this is not instagram worthy.”
“What would my followers think of this?”
“Will I even get more than 20 likes?”
While I will never not post the perfect shot of my over styled coffee table or my favorite #ootd… I will admit my current #ootd consists of leggings I wore yesterday, my boyfriends hooded long sleeve and a mess of ratty curls on my head. But while I sit here, I am daydreaming away of that next snap and what the outfit will consist of. And yes, of course it includes crisp while Converse and a $2,000+ leather jacket. Duh…

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Alice Olivia slim fit shirt / Balmain biker jacket / J Brand jeans / Converse retro shoes, / Robe di Firenze camel backpack, Ray-Ban sunglasses / Mac cosmetic / Essie nail polish

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White button blouse / WithChic high low pencil skirt / Stuart Weitzman slip on pumps / Givenchy grey tote / La mer jewelry / Wish by Amanda Rose rosette necklace / Smashbox lipstick
Do you find yourself critiquing yourself based on the ‘perception of perfection’? Please let me know I am not alone.
Enjoy the weekend!

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So this is awkward.
Hey. It’s been awhile. Where have I been? Well…
Sometimes, life happens and you lose your desire to continue things you once loved. Over the past year and a half, my life has turned upside down and where I am sitting at this moment is not a place I ever imagined. Since I was last posting regularly, I have moved three times, changed jobs twice, ended a relationship that was a centerpiece of this blog, broke down, got the fuck back up. 
I miss this place. 
Do you mind if I share somethings that happened? 
I fell in love.
While no love is perfect, it is astonishing to me how I could find a person who filled the holes that had grown in me. He makes me want more for myself and for us. He challenges me in a way that I never imagined was possible. He drives me crazy. He makes me laugh harder than I ever had. He is gentle and strong. He is handsome as hell and intensely hard working. He makes me smile at just the thought of him. He literally is my person.
I got my dream job.
I finally got the balls to apply to a fancy downtown hotel I never believed would look twice at me. Well, surprise, they hired me. While it is still work, it is something I am passionate about and I am thrilled to have this challenge. I am also exhausted from it but hey, that’s adult life, no?
I made a new amazing circle of friends.
I lucked into this amazing community of people that I never dreamed of knowing. They are all so different and so awesome. They have welcomed me in and made me one of their own. They are fun, intensely caring and people I plan on keeping around.
I realized existing group of friends were a fiercely loyal and loving group.
You know, it sucks that it happens this way. But when my world fell apart around me, my friends rallied and protected me. They picked me up and cheered as I stood on my own two feet. You guys are the light of my life. <3
I broke down again.
For whatever reason, the old friends, new friends, wonderful love and great job weren’t enough. I was just fucking angry. I felt like I had come so far to be knocked the back down on my ass. I had started over, and it was looking extremely bright but it wasn’t enough for me. It felt lonely and dark. While I don’t feel 100%, I am starting to feel more positive. Hence the epic (lol…) return. 
All of these things caused me to lose sight of this special place I created and the community I was part of. But now, I am settled and focused. I am anxious to bring Denim and Daydreams back to life. I am eager to bring myself 100% back to life. Not for the followers or the likes but for the outlet. I want to have my creative space back so here I am. If you are still out there, I am excited to ‘see’ you. I haven’t stopped following you all and I hope we can connect again. I can’t promise this will be the same place it was. I do promise I will be writing more. Being more honest. And of course, the lifestyle and fashion parts that are a part of me will be here. So, let’s do this.

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I tend to be a really terrible over-packer. Some may use the term ‘chronic over-packer’. But once that bag is more than likely checked, the carry-on is the most important traveling accessory. One wrong move wit the carry-on and your whole flight can be ruined. Believe it or not, I like to keep my carry-on simple and organized. Just the essentials to avoid digging around for boarding passes or chapstick.

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Leather zipper tote / MARC BY MARC JACOBS tablet sleeve, / MANGO lip care / Burt s Bees beauty product, / Aerie fall home decor / powerstation / Skinnydip London Soundbuds, 

First things first, the entertainment. A good iPad/tablet case is great for not only protecting your electronics, but to stash boarding passes and other important papers. In addition to the electronics, I always tote around a few magazines. They are the perfect distraction to help pass the time. Throw in a good pair of headphones and a juice pack for your phone/tablet and all of the entertainment needs are covered.
The bag is pretty important as well. Large enough to comfortably fit all of your belongings and lots of pockets are a must. I always carry cuticle cream to keep my hands soft, chapstick for my lips and a big scarf to keep warm. Lastly, there is nothing worse than that yucky and dirty feeling I have once I get off the plane. I like to bring make-up wipes for a quick refresh.  
What are your carry-on essentials?
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TGIF ladies! I cannot explain to you how excited I am for the weekend. Something about fall weekends make me a different level of ready for the days off. I am even more excited to share with you this exciting post that I hinted at here last week. A week ago I shared with you this super cute video with one of my favorite Kardashians and we were left hanging when she opened the door to find Sparkle. Any ideas who Sparkle was? Check out part two below….!
This week, Sparkle was introduced and I have to say, I am so excited! It is not new that around here we favor a great drink and lots of sparkle.  Can I please have one of those cocktails and all of those fun outfits asap? This video makes me crave a girls night pretty badly. What is more fun than sitting around with your girlfriends all dressed up with fun cocktails? 

Hypnotiq Sparkle is a bright colored sparkling liqueur that is a perfect and delicious alternative for us girls who love a glass (or three) of champs. This is the perfect drink for a girls night in, girls night out and is available just in time for the holidays with a limited supply. I don’t know about you guys but I plan on trying this as soon as possible! It may be in my sweats while watching reality TV, but regardless, it’s happening. #soglam. 

Enjoy the weekend!
This post was sponsored by Heaven Hill Distilleries
Heaven Hill Family of Brands. Bardstown, KY © 2014

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I am not one to really talk personal life here but with what has been going on, I felt like I had to share with you  guys. 
It’s funny how you adapt to change. Each one of us has such a different reaction to large changes. Normally, I am panicked, flustered and overwhelmed. I can’t concentrate and all I can think about is how the change is either unfair, exciting or how everything else will now be different. 
I am currently one month from a change that rocked my entire world. The end of an eight and a half year relationship. Moving out, breaking ties with people who have become loved ones and losing my every day best friend and confidant. Those things alone were what kept me from allowing this change for so long. This change was the most painful and liberating thing I have ever gone through in my entire life. For the first few days I really wasn’t sure how I could function as a single piece. Why should I have to learn to? Why me?
All of these ‘poor me’ thoughts were swirling and consuming. I felt like a tornado of broken. I have never been one to physically react to my emotions, but this really did get the best of me. It was like nothing I have ever experienced. I couldn’t eat, I didn’t want to drink and I didn’t want to fall asleep because I hated the idea of waking up and having to remember what was happening all over again. Then, just like the movies, a song came on the radio and I screamed it at the top of my lungs with tears streaming down my face. At the end of the song I literally felt the weight, sadness, anger and hurt lift. It was the most surreal and pretty much dramatic moment ever. Not only am I going to be able to learn how to be a single person, I decided I was going to be awesome at it. 
Being 27 and single is a hell of a lot better than waking up at 35 and being miserable. Single shouldn’t be scary. In fact, it isn’t scary. It’s fun. Sure, dating is absolutely the most terrifying thing I can imagine, but for every bad date you have a great story to gossip with your friends about. The first date is like ripping off a band-aid, not so bad, just do it. On top of all of this, I was reminded that not only do I have the most wonderful and supportive family, but my friends are the kind of people who really do make everything better.
I have been struggling with the guilt of not being as upset as everything thinks I am. I am happy. I really just feel good. Sure, I have waves of sadness, he was a wonderful man. BUT, the excitement and unknown is really almost too much for me to keep the smile off my face. I feel light and breezy.  Actually, the worst part of this whole brand new single girl thing is the pity.
“Oh, you will be ok!” I am actually fan-fucking-tastic.
“You are just so strong! You will find someone.” Oh thank you, I know, there are plenty of tinder boys out there.
“Hang in there, you’re awesome.” No shit, of course I am.
OK you guys, enough. How about “I am so happy you are happy.”
So the general gist of this ramble? I am tindering, doing me and loving living life. 
Cheers to an epic summer and to just being happy.
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