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One Biggs Happy Family

While living in a small town in lower Alabama, it’s easy to bump into a figure from your past. For this reason, dating can be a tad bit difficult. Not to mention, there’s not a huge variety of eligible bachelors/bachelorettes. And that is exactly why the Biggs clan often likes to find our fellas from out of town. Sometimes, the “out of town” rule is more like “out of state.” Let me tell you what my dad pulled off:

After I graduated high school, I went to live with my daddy. I was going to community college, and studying my boo-tay off. Dad went to work while I went to school, and in the evening, we basically had the same routine. Eat dinner, clean up, and watch The Simpsons until we could barely hold our eyes open.

Daddy was casually dating, (he’s never had a problem with the ladies) and I was praying that he would find the right one to spend the rest of his life with.

One day, I was folding laundry and waiting for my dad to come home. I heard the key turn and I turned down the television so we could talk about our day. The first thing out of my dad’s mouth was, “I found the woman that I’m going to marry.” I laughed it off and said, “HA, ok dad.” He looked at me with a serious face and said, “no, really, I’m going to marry her.” I started asking him about her, and quickly found out that she lived in BATON ROUGE, and they had never even met in person. Oh, and get this…the woman had a boyfriend.

Ok…so, let’s rewind a few months…

My daddy is originally from Baton Rouge, and he had a lot of good friends in that area. One of his best friends, Shelley, posted a picture of a few of his childhood classmates gathered around a table. He recognized everybody in the photo except for this one particular woman…

He asked Shelley (bottom right) who this woman was, and found out that her name was Adaina Watson (top left). He found her on Facebook, and the weirdo decided to MESSAGE THE LADY. I should mention that my dad was seeing a different woman at the time, and the whole situation looked SO unlikely…and kind of weird.

MONTHS go by, and this lady still hasn’t messaged my dad back. Now that I think about it, she was probably a little bit weirded out…

FINALLY, almost half a year later, the woman responded.

“Hey! You had sent me a message a while back, and I just got around to it.”

And there it was. The first thing that Adaina ever said to my daddy…or so we thought. After a while of messaging back and forth, they found out that they had met before. In 7th grade. My dad pulled out his seventh grade yearbook, and sure enough, there she was.

Adaina finally got comfortable enough to give my dad her number. The two texted, while my dad continued to obsess over her. As I was finding out more about her, the more I was wanting her to stay in my dad’s life. He was so happy, and that’s what I wanted for him.

Adaina still lived in Baton Rouge with her son, who was 17 at the time. She filled my dad in on him and his many accomplishments.

My dad goes by the name of Andrew, even though his first name is Steven. Steven Andrew Biggs. Let me tell you why his name is cool. Adaina named her son Stephen. STEPHEN ANDREW WATSON! We both took that as a sign. I started to think that maybe this little something could turn into a big something…

I gave daddy a hypothetical situation. What if Adaina was single? Aaaand, that made him go crazy. But, the good news was, he wasn’t crazy for long. Like magic, Adaina parted ways with her boyfriend, and it was ON. My dad’s plan was to pursue her no matter the cost. He carried it out beautifully.

I remember the day that he decided to meet Adaina halfway for their first in-person/date thingy. I helped him pick out his clothes, and made sure he looked good. Well…I guess I have good judgement because Adaina liked him. He came home that day happy as the sun! For a majority of their conversation, Adaina tried to talk my dad out of dating her.

“I’m not going to cook for you, I’m not going to clean for you, and I’m not going to scratch your back.”

Ouch.

You know how much that affected my dad? Not at all.

Daddy, not intimidated in the slightest, said, “I can cook, I can clean, and I can scratch my own back.”

I guess she was impressed because guess who got a kiss on the first date?!

The two continued to have Skype dates, and my dad would go over to Baton Rouge when he could. It came time for her to come down to stay with us in Alabama. This would be Adaina’s first time meeting our family. I remember it so well. She was an angel. She was just what my dad needed and what my family wanted for him.

Adaina had always wanted a daughter, and she loved spending time with me and my sister. We bonded with her and fell more in love with her every day. As did my dad.

I got a call from my dad, not even a year later, and he told me that he was planning on popping the question. He kept repeating, “I hope she’s going to say yes!” I must have rolled my eyes at least 30 times within that five minute conversation.

The day came. It was around the time that “Pokémon GO” was really popular. Dad had told Adaina that we were, as a family, going out to play Pokémon GO. When we arrived to our destination, we stepped out of the car, and Adaina was expecting to go catch a Pikachu. And that’s when daddy pulled out a ring and got down on one knee. Adaina didn’t hesitate to say, “YES!!”

What a great day.

Today, I watched that beautiful lady walk down the isle. I watched her say “I do” and I watched my dad say it back. I watched our family and friends smile through their tears of pure joy, as the preacher introduced them as “Mr. and Mrs. Biggs.” I finally had the little brother that I had always wanted, my aunt finally had the sister that she had always wanted, and my dad finally had the woman that he had always wanted. Adaina and Stephen went from having an itty bitty family to having a HUGE family.

I often think what life would be like if God hadn’t have put that picture right there in front of my dad. If dad didn’t have the courage to send her a message. If she didn’t have the courage to write back. The smallest thing can be a deciding factor in its outcome. There are so many cases where huge blessings come in small packages. Whether it’s a wrong turn, deciding to go in that specific coffee shop, or messaging a stranger that you saw on Facebook. Take chances. If I’ve learned anything from watching my dad’s story unfold, it’s that.

-Jen

@jenbiggs_

P.S.: Adaina has cooked for my dad multiple times, cleaned for my dad, AND scratched his back. It must really be true love.

💕💕💕

@drewbiggs

@adainawatson

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Does this thing work?

Admit it. Even when it’s eleventy billion degrees outside, sometimes you want to break out the pants. MAYBE you just didn’t feel like shaving, (in my case, that’s true 50% of the time) or maybe you normally have marshmallow legs and you aren’t quite thrilled with your “tan” that day (that’s the other 50%). And on rare occasions, it’s both.

Do you like clothing that doesn’t require you to suck in every time you take a photo? Well then. I have a treat for youuuuu. Sometimes, I like to take it easy. Duh. I’m pretty sure 99.9% of humanity likes to take it easy sometimes. So here’s what I’ve got for you today…a graphic tee…and JEANS!! Sure, stilettos are sexy. But…sneakers. Know what I’m sayin’?

Here’s what’s going through my mind right now. I’m thinking of a scenario where Kim Kardashian is walking next to me. She has on heels (because, duh), and I have on sneakers (because, DUH). We’re walking our dogs, and all of a sudden, they simultaneously run off. “Omg, what happens next??!!?!!” Well…I catch up to my dog…but unfortunately for Kim, she doesn’t have a dog anymore…because I caught up to her dog, too. Aaaand, now it’s mine. So IF something like that ever happens, you’re welcome.

Ayyyyy, don’t I look cool? I present to you, the (stylish??) jersey. I totally play every sport ever. Ha. Ladies and gentlemen, that is called an illusion. And hey, feel free to hit me up with some of your favorite illusions. I love being fooled! It’s what I live for.

Ok, ok maybe I’m not the best at giving off a good illusion. Because what kind of an athlete has twig arms and has a muscle percentage of .5%?? Oh, and I don’t think my sneakers are the best shoes to play sports in, but I don’t partake in that particular form of art so I could be wrong…

-Jen

@jenbiggs_

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Wits & Wedges: Part 3

Holy macaroni (yes, I can spell “macaroni” without spell check 😎). Here we are. After two wonderful outfits/bling things/everything else that IS happiness. Behold, part three of three. Don’t look back, (wait, no, actually the jewelry is really cute so…) try not to cry. Dude. I’m trying. I’ve already had to watch my baby cousin (he’s a baby, ok?) graduate high school this month. Now this? Geeeeeez, I need a pint of ice cream (if you want to make a donation, hit me up 🤙 😆). Join me in taking a deep breath as we embark on our final adventure (ahhhh, what?!!).

Hm…there seems to be a theme going on here. CUTE JEWELRY, AYYYYY! But, seriously…it’s quite the fetching find. For our last outfit we said “what the heck” and brought out the fun stuff. No, not beer, cuz GAG. I’m talking bout pom poms and tassels. First of all, “Poms Poms and Tassels” sounds like it could be Kanye’s hot new single, second of all, sit your tushies down cuz I have a story. When I was in the third grade, I was gluing random stuff on other random stuff to make a baller creation. Get this, I totally did. And Lilly’s beaded and brightly colored (yo, take notes, Kanye) earrings, my tassel bedazzles, and my stellar momma’s tassel/pom pom necklace was the coolest case of déjà vu that’s happened to me since…like, in a long time.

My necklace (not that anyone cares, but it reminded me of cool Indian artifacts that you would find in a museum) was my favorite piece. EVEN OVER THE TASSEL BEDAZZLES, AND THAT’S SAYING SOMETHING. Thank you, Indian artifacts, for making me look cool.

Hot pink. Ummm, hot AND pink. And that’s Lilly’s shoes in a nutshell. I mean, come on, tell me I’m wrong. And does Mrs. Christina’s top look like something straight offa Pinterest or WHAT?! Ruffles for DAYZZZZ. The two dark haired beauties looked charming with their teensy lil mugs at their teensy lil table. It made for a teensy lil picture for my teensy lil blog. Bravo, ladies. Bravo.

You look hungry. Here’s a little food for thought:

Do you or a loved one suffer from the opinions of society? Well. Don’t….give….a flying….flip. Tassel bedazzles are here for you.

-Jen

@jenbiggs_

P.S.: Don’t come crying to me when you have writer’s block, Kanye.


Thank you, Noonday Collection for giving us the opportunity to stand out. Not only did you challenge me and my folks to step out of our comfort zones, but you showed us that it’s not uncomfortable at all. Beauty is all around us. It’s ok to stop and stare! Sometimes, a pair of spunky earrings is all you need to be your best self.

-Jen, Lilly, Christina, and Berry