In honor of Sunday procrastination, here my friends, is a round up of what I’m reading/listening to across the interwebs this week.
1st– A list of questions we should all ask ourselves sometime. Usually I find these lists pretty cheesy, but I actually found these really thoughtful. (first found from Smart Pretty & Awkward)
2nd– This is genius. If feels like designers are never considering the fact that women wear these crazy things called bras. Backless tops and key holes are great, what’s not great is bra straps hanging out. Enter this beauty.
3rd– Horoscopes (I’m a Capricorn). Naturally this horoscope is spot on. I’m going to a poetry reading downtown this week, so fingers crossed.
4th– Another reminder why it’s important to know who you’re voting for in congress. Make sure your representative is actually representing you. Equal pay should have happened yesterday.
My Playlist: Skinny Genes -Eliza Doolittle, Machine Gun- Sara Bareilles, White Houses- Vanessa Carlton, Heartless- Childish Gambino, Next to You – Emeli Sandé
3 weeks out is a perfect time to start looking for Valentines gifts my friends. Before you think I’m an over achiever who’s bombarding you with V-day love before it’s even the short month, think of this: Two weeks average shipping on anything you buy, right? That’s a few days to shop and consider and a few days to buy something different if you open it and think, wtf? I can’t give them this!
Here’s a few of my personal suggestions:
A Jane Austen love mug for your literary beau, belle or bestie.
For the internet guru or busy television junkie a Reddit Gold or HuluPlus subscription is major. Print out the subscription certificate and stick it in a card with a sweet note. They’ll remember their valentine all year-long.
For those of you in climates actually experiencing Winter, a cozy scarf with a tiny personally heart stitched in the underside gives you the excuse to tell them they can carry your heart with them. Yes. I got that cutesy. No regrets.
I haven’t started back classes yet, but I know when I do I’ll want a sweet and simple fuss free look to get me through the day. Hair out of my face, but more put together than a pony tail or a bun. We all want to make a good first impression,after all.
I think I’ve found the one! Thought I’d share just in case ya’ll are feeling the same. Enjoy! Courtesy of The Beauty Department.
Advice from a seasoned terrible traveler?
To begin, this post is best read to Lily Allen’s album It’s Not Me, It’s You. :)
This New Years was a little different than usual. I didn’t have a New Years kiss, a bottle of champagne or a list of optimistic resolutions. Instead, I had a best friend, a pot of seafood, and not one single resolution. I won’t pretend I was perfect in 2012. I wasted a lot of money, time and energy, to be honest. I slacked off when I shouldn’t and avoided too many problems by simply not answering the phone. Still, going to the gym more, eating healthier, saving more, and being kinder just didn’t hit the chord I need for the new year.
Instead, (and perhaps this is a resolution upon itself) my 2013 agenda is basically to prioritize, do my best, and let the rest of the chips fall where they may. One of my main problems this year was worrying too much what others thought and considering others needs above my own. In 2013, I will have to put my foot down, do what’s best for me, and for now, let the rest roll. Any day is a fine day to change. Therefore in 2013 I give myself permission to change, and change back, and change again, because that’s okay. The leaves may have already fallen, but it’s still not too late to turn a new one.
Hello 20 Something lovelies from near and far,
With my teens behind me and twenty-thirteen ahead, I thought long and hard about what my first post of the new year should be. Somehow, mid shower, with T-swift’s twenty-two blaring against the cheaply tiled bathroom of my sister’s starter apartment, it came to me: excuse my French, screw you One Direction.
My twitter feed is rolling a story of a heartbroken confused, twenty-something Taylor Swift left by Harry Styles for being an antique loving prude. It’s no secret that I’m a fan of T-Swift, scroll through my past posts the evidence is written on my wall. However, this is a matter beyond blondie.
I’m talking to you twenty-somethings, sluts and prudes alike.
Only you have the right to judge your sexual endeavors or lack there of. Period. You, but especially not some boy band kid found on basic cable. When we subscribe to young bloods like Taylor Swift being judged for her sexual choices, we give others permission to judge us as well. Make your decisions based on you, what you want, and what’s right for you, whether in that moment, or for the long-term. Do not allow overly coiffed teeny-boppers, or “insiders” to decide what’s right and wrong with your twenty-something sexuality. Draw your own lines where you see fit, but do not tolerate slut shaming, do not tolerate prude shaming.
- Taylor Swift: Too Prude for Harry Styles? (thehollywoodgossip.com)
- Harry Styles Beware! Taylor Swift Is Back In The Studio (b96.cbslocal.com)