About.

Hello, my name is Megan – in case you missed the big, bold letters at the top of the page. Yes, my last name is Stout. And, no I don’t like beer. It’s a crying shame, I’ve been told. I do, however, love wine.

My dog’s name is Charles — or Charlie if you will. He’s my favorite. I also have a boyfriend that I heart, and a lovely bundle of family and friends that I wouldn’t trade for anything.

I tend to fall down a lot, run into things, spill and end up with “grease” spots on my shirts. I don’t know why. I’m a Colorado native and currently live in Denver. I work in Marketing and love the industry, though not the hour commute each way.

I truly believe that everything happens for a reason and am a complete sucker for love.  I struggle with letting things go and if I have to repeat something more than twice the volume of my voice will increase significantly with irritation. I laugh a lot and can only handle two cups of tea at a time before my heart starts racing. Coffee is completely out of the question.

I swoon over: cupcakes, anything made with potatoes, flip-flops, local restaurants, pineapple, romantic comedies, the ocean, sharks, Christmas lights, laughing until my stomach hurts, cooking, stolen moments, Banana Republic, hydrangeas, the smell of rain, fall, naps, hiking, lazy days, singing out of tune, truffle anything, Whole Foods, Snowboarding, green tea, cheese, traveling, adventures…

I’m fascinated by: polygamists, sharks, prisons, inner-city life, those women that are always put together, mummies and ancient Egypt, photography…

I highly dislike: mushrooms, spiders, feeling guilty, tomatoes, being alone in the dark, painting my toenails, saying goodbye…

Spanks for stopping by.