Hi my name is taylor tippett. i am a full time rascal n rule breaker, so new year resolutions aren’t my thing. instead of making resolutions, i do this thing where i pick a word at the start ofeach new year. i pay attention to themes in my life and see what’s lacking and make that the banner over my year. something i can grow in and strengthen. last year, my word was growth. this year my word is consistency. c-o-n-s-i-s-t-e-n-c-y. i love that i am this wildflower who lives out of a suitcase and prances around full of life and joy. it’s amazing. jesus is so cool for making me this way. but y’all- it is so so tiring not having consistency. it has been so unhealthy and it’s really caught up to me. it’s been tiring always going but never having a routine or roots. seeing so much change but never sticking with the everyday changes i know i need to have in order to be the healthiest me. it’s eye-opening and encouraging, but it’s gonna take work. i’m really proud of myself for getting to where i’m at. this is the most self aware season i’ve ever been in and it’s time to put the work (and twerk) in. this year i encourage you figure out what you can get stronger in. what’s gonna make you the healthiest you. let people in on it. i love y’all. i’m celebrating 4 (literally four) years of being a flight attendant this year, turning 25, writing a book, and probably (hopefully/ most definitely) gonna meet @justinbieber this year i just freaking know it. let’s continue to grow in love and be the hottest & healthiest versions of ourselves that we have ever seen. ✨💃🏼 (photo by the 1 & only @alex_broadstock )
2017. *oh snap* (in my that’s so raven voice) what a year. my feet have walked n ran n danced n hiked all over the place. they have powered through so much learning. teeth grit, palms up. 2017 was a tearing down the walls kinda year. i never thought i would see what’s on the other side of some of them. so much pain yet so much goodness. i love that through this app i get to share the beauty of traveling all around the world with y’all. i’ve seen china and hong kong and amsterdam and portugal and london and even des moines. i swam and paddle boarded lake tahoe. i rode 200 miles on a bike. felt love again and felt that sting of loss. my face got put on aa plane seat backs. got hurt and hurt people but have realized more about my 24 year old ~almost~ 25 year old self than i have in a very long time. i had a lot of looking in the mirror moments and seeing c**p i really didn’t want to see. it’s been scary; coming home to myself. but so good because now i’m walking into 2018 with a realization of where i am and where i am not. it’s a freeing thing. i love y’all. i am proud of y’all. i am here because of y’all. there is so much goodness headed our way next year. my book is happening. real life is happening. healthiness unlike i have ever seen it before is happening. right here and right now. so thankful for this life i get to live. i love y’all. keep those palms up expectant for what’s to come. xoxo (one of my favorite songs of this year by @colonyhouse “cannot do this alone” ✨)
One of the most powerful statements i have found freedom in this year: you don’t need to have it all figured out. it’s not anything big or crazy or sparkly but it’s important and there is so much freedom found in those couple of words. you know, any plan i have forced or that has been out of season (because i spent so much time being a control freak trying to have it all figured out so badly) has hurt like absolutely crap. because it never works. you & i weren’t made to figure it all out. i’ve spent a lot of months sitting and being real and just letting life happen as it happens. keeping my palms up. and instead of focusing on all the details and the whats and the what if’s, i’ve been more focused on the substance. who i am and the healthiness i hold in this little heart of mine. we speak this poop over our lives like “i’m supposed to be ______ by now” and you know what? nah. nope. don’t do that to yourself. you don’t need to have it all figured out! the future is big and bright and beautiful and sexy. live in that promise. embrace your season you are in and you will come out feeling so much more full and ready. pinkie promise ❤️ #wordsfromthewindowseat
Photos like these make me dance with joy. it hasn’t always been this way you know? i haven’t always been brave and felt free and i sure as heck didn’t always speak up. i know pain deeply and i have carried it around for years. i still carry it, but there is this thing called grace and love and i’ve spent more time tapping into that. the load is lighter. it’s become manageable and my story instead of my excuse. it has been so freeing and beautiful to heal. but my pain literally used to show in my face. so when i see photos of myself now-a-days it’s really hard for me not to dance a million dances. joy radiates from my face and i can not believe it. that god loves me so so much that he would give me a story and worth and this ziplock bag kind of grace spilling out all over my brokenness. i can look out to my past and say hey punk you have no hold over me and i can turn the corner and see my future and say you look oh so good my friend. i’m saying all of this because it’s possible: it’s possible to turn it around. my heart beats to that anthem. i want you to know it too. / 📸 @alex_broadstock
I really, really love you hong kong ❤️ this place is honestly surprising me so much i can’t wait to share more. it has so much to offer & so much to see. we went on one of the most insane hikes i’ve ever been on. straight up & all steps the whole entire way for seriously 2 hours. but it was worth it. saw monkeys and the most beautiful mountains i honestly about peed my pants from happiness. picked this guy on the way down. i love being a wildflower.
🇭🇰✨ hong kong ✨🇭🇰 i love the saying ‘we become like the things we love’. because it’s so true. what we fill ourselves with & what we invest in ultimately shapes our lil hearts into who we are and what we stand for. i’m constantly thankful that traveling shapes me into me. to live free. to live ready for change and to be okay with it too. to live minimal because the stories are always more important than the stuff. i feel most like myself when i’m out here doing what i love to do. when i’m messy and jet-lagged and hanging around with people drinking wine and sharing stories. i hope you get the chance to travel. do it as much as you can and as often as you can. 📸: @alex_broadstock btw- i’m so excited to spend some time here working on something fun with the best team. if you have any recommendations let a lady know! ❤️
*giveaway closed winners are @annegreendesign & @courtney_etiva congrats!!!!* i love y’all so dang much so i am doing a giveaway!!! ✨ when @haveanicedayy_ & i dropped my ‘a travelin lady pins’ y’all sold them suckers out in 24 hours!!! dream boats!!! but no worries we are restocking next week! so keep your eyes on the lookout. but to celebrate life and holidays and restocking, we are giving you and your best friend a chance to win a pin! rules to enter our super fire giveaway:
• like this photo and make sure you follow me @taylortippett (duh) & @haveanicedayy_ (duh)
• tag a friend or 50 and please tag justin bieber so he will notice me
• if you are the winner: you and your bestie get a pin!!! winner will be announced friday xoxo
Over the past 5 days i’ve been to puerto rico, chicago, la, & atlanta. all the time zones. all sorts of weather. i’m crazy- i know. my luggage feels more like home than my bed does most days. and i’m sitting here eating my chick fil a wondering how the heck i do what i do. traveling for most people is so overwhelming, but it honestly brings me the most peace and joy. so. i want to hear from y’all! lehhhgo q&a time- ask me anything related to travel! i wanna hear you and speak into/ answer any questions i can!! shoot 👇🏼
A list of things i’m afraid of include: snakes, tomato juice, high heels, and washington dc. i am absolutely poop-freaking scared of dc. it’s connected to a part of my life that i still have nightmares about. certain places for me are tied to such heavy emotions and most days i run from them. i left this city almost 2 years ago and haven’t been back until today. i don’t want to be here and i didn’t choose to be here either. if i had the choice, i’d avoid this place like the plague.
healing is an art that looks different for everyone. but as i’m sitting here on a bench trying to not have a breakdown, i keep hearing these words i remember from a book i read in high school creep up inside of me: the only way out is through. the only way out of a past i wish i could forget and memories i wish i could paper shred is through them. and sometimes we get dragged into them no matter how many times we run. ain’t that the truth? when we don’t deal with things they always find a way of creeping back in. but there is something that is comforting me today: jesus can handle them for me. he can carry them for me. i can ask him why it hurts and rest in his truth that he uses the broken for good. i want to share something that is encouraging me today. it’s from a book i’ve been reading and been sharing glimpses of. “yet being brave enough to lay your heart out there to be broken, to be rejected in a thousand little ways, this may hurt like a kind of hell- but it will be holy. love only comes to those brave enough to risk being broken.” -ann voskamp. we are brave when we love. we are brave when we heal. we are brave when we walk through it. letting this wash over me today. hope it can somehow wash over you too. ❤️
I have a lot of words stored up in this ole heart of mine. i want to say a lot of things but don’t always know how to get them out. but recently i’ve simply been resting in the simple truth that i can hold things lightly. it’s been my anthem. reminding myself over and over as many times as it takes. because maybe, just maybe, all of this is making me more beautiful.
A couple words on life:
fall is my favorite season but is it’s also the hardest on my heart. this time of year has a way of shining light onto old cobwebs and that makes my heart ache in ways i wish i could forget. god is teaching me what it’s like to let go. sometimes what defines us from 3 years ago doesn’t have to have a say. it doesn’t even have to have a whisper. i think this fall is going to be different. i feel it in dancing of the leaves and in the echo of my friends laughter. to be loved is a freeing thing. i’m seeing wounds in my heart breath again. i feel it. i see growth in the unexpected. god is not just patching- he’s healing. that’s what he does.