I really loved the bell sleeves and darker print of the romper I ordered, which I had shipped in both a four and a six, but both were too short and too low-cut. If I were buying them primarily to go out in, I’d keep the six and maybe have it altered, but I just felt more comfortable in the shift. It’s better for a daytime family thing than the bars, I won’t have to worry about a wardrobe malfunction, and my father won’t cry when he sees me in it. I just plain like it, too, which is always a plus.
For sizing, on me I ordered it in a four and it fits fine in the shoulders. I’m 5’6.5″ and it hits short enough so my hands wouldn’t graze the hem, but it’s not a miniskirt. I’m paring it with simple silver hoops, a quick bracelet or two, and new booties.
Somehow I can’t stop buying shoes. It’s cathartic. And better than drinking.
As many of you know, I’m a makeup addict. I live to buy new makeup products, brushes, and tools, and if I have a quiet night at home, I’m going to squeeze in a chance to try something out on myself.
Quality makeup is expensive, though. And the proper tools to apply it with can be even more expensive. Considering that I wear eyeliner almost every day, whether it’s a kohl, pencil, gel, or liquid- I don’t discriminate. Must be blackish brown, though- I was running through eyeliner brushes fast.
I don’t necessarily think that the issue laid within the brushes, which ranged from BareMinerals to Sephora to Smashbox, and their quality. I used them so frequently, quickly, and harshly that I really wasn’t taking care of them. Since I didn’t want to start, I ran to Target for a solution.
Now, I just pick up these e.l.f. eyeliner brushes for $1.00 each at Target or online. I never feel guilty about using them to really smudge or blend liner, they do a good job for the price, and I don’t have to clean a single one over and over. However, if I have a photo-heavy special occasion, I will still whip out my favorite high-end brushes to get the perfect liner. But for every day, these are a huge score.
St. Peter? Do you hear me? This should be my ticket to Heaven.
I’m sorry to disrupt my usual programming of clothes, shoes, makeup, and bitching. But I have to share a little update on something I poured my heart out about here last month.
When I found out that my friend L and the ex were hanging out a lot as of September, I was pissed. Then, when I found out they’d been fucking behind my back since June, I was even more pissed and very hurt.
I found out that they were officially dating, though again from someone else because L somehow has a problem saying things to my face even though I see her Snapchats, follow her on Instagram, and am in group chats with her, and I’m livid.
Somehow that title makes me more rage-y than their illicit hookups did. Now I have to at least pretend to tolerate their relationship, happy couple act. That’s unfair. I’ve been a good friend to her and I genuinely don’t think I deserve this. If I were her, I wouldn’t be posting Snapchats of interlocked hands and road trips or texting the group chat about their fights. And I certainly wouldn’t be telling everyone at our last girls’ trip dinner about how he barely lasts more than a minute.
That was supposed to be me. I was supposed to be the one sitting in the front seat of his Jeep on the way to get doughnuts or drive one of his stupid, drunk friends home. We talked about him meeting my parents and hanging out with my dogs, not going to L’s family parties or taking her little brother to lacrosse practice. I texted my cousin, “That was going to be me and it’s not. And it sucks.” and it perfectly sums up how I feel. Oh, and today he was wearing a visor that I got him for his birthday two years ago when we were together. I saw it on his Snapchat story and I know L remembers when I gave it to him and I’m sure she teased him about it today. Salt on the wound, you know?
I can’t decide which I fucking hate more: the fact that a year ago I was writing about him and I still am now, or the fact that my friend is dating my ex and there’s really nothing I can do about it.
Me too, Rosalyn. Sometimes I think I’ll die before I stop caring about this.
In Florida this past week, I was in Zara for the first time and randomly noticed a glaring black hole in my wardrobe. I didn’t have a halfway decent pair of black jeans.
I actually do own a pair, but they’re much thicker and more like a ponte knit. They worked great for professional occasions and days with intense cold, but beyond that, they didn’t really work with any casual tops. After a quick poll from my friends, who almost all agreed that they wear black jeans (that are truly denim and not more of a dressier pant like my previous ones) a ton, I decided to get a pair at Zara.
The kicker is that I accidentally lost my receipt and already removed the tags + washed my pair, so I don’t know the exact style. I’m pretty sure it’s either this pair or this pair that is a little more forgiving. Both are under $50, both have silver accents and none of the dreadful pocket designs I hate, and both are without rips. My pair passed my jeans dressing room test and were comfortable through bending down, stretching, and walking without budging. So far, I love them, and you can’t beat the price.
How I went this long without them I will never know. How to style black jeans and not look goth is to come!
As could be predicted, I’m not a huge cake person. The perfect cake, for me, needs to be light and airy with frosting that’s sweet but not stiff or overly processed. In short, I have some demands, and they are firm.
One of those demands is a cake that’s aesthetically pleasing. I think that TV show Cake Boss really did a ton for the baking industry because now everyone wants custom cakes beyond what you can pick up at the grocery store. If you’re entertaining, getting a custom cake with a lot of detail is beautiful for guests but also can be an entire decoration on its own. People eat that up- literally.
City Cakes in New York looks amazing. And I love that it’s a small business. There’s nothing wrong with going to Magnolia Bakery or similar chains, but as the daughter of small business owners I appreciate it more. Plus in a city like New York there’s more options so why not try them? Might have to order the below for my father’s sixtieth:
Another favorite is Cade’s Cakes. I’ve seen many on social media and from friends but have never actually tried one. The owner is a twenty-something who just knew that baking was her passion and went for it. Honestly, it shows, and her age is nice because her cakes are really fresh and nothing like your grandmother would pick out. She also goes way beyond the frosting to include toppers, which are the icing on the cake (I hate myself):
And if you’re looking for a cake that for sure tastes good, then bake my favorite BHG chocolate cake. It’s ugly as sin, though. Just warning you.
In December, I listed a few useful and interesting links I’d stumbled across on the Internet, hence the post’s title, reads. From the start, I intended to keep the installment running monthly, but I felt more drawn to original content.
But sometimes I find articles, infographics, opinion pieces, etc. that are just too good not to share. Or, I want to remember them without cluttering my Bookmarks bar.
I know everyone and their mother’s obsessed with Margot Robbie because of Suicide Squad, which I did see and like, but I’ll white knight myself and say that I really have liked her since The Wolf of Wall Street. Similar to 73 Questions, Harper’s Bazaar’s ’24 Hours With’ series is a fun look into an actress’s real day. And Margot, I love my Burt’s Bees too. It’s the bee’s knees. (Oh my God, someone tranquilize me.)
Though I haven’t posted anything home related in a while, I’m constantly taking in style inspiration for the home. I follow a ton of interior designers on social media and am planning on sharing those soon. This article from Huffington Post is great input from six designers on what to splurge and save on.
Usually, Town & Country is my airy read for the day. But I actually found myself sucked into and I dare say enriched by their article, 170 Things That Have Stood the Test of Time. How many do you own? My noted favorites were Bean boots, monograms, college football, the Kennedys, and blondes, of course. Danbury Prison was an iconic, snarky addition.
The STREET STYLE PLATFORM tumblr continues to inspire me. I pop in every once in a while and am always pleasantly surprised at what people are wearing. The blog is based in Europe but it features outfits from all over, and includes a lot of celebrities too.
Looking over my last reads post reminded me how much I used to read Maskcara, and I just went to her site . The re-do is gorgeous and she is involved in foster care now, which seems like it suits her because she is the cutest, most genuine beauty blogger ever. I might just have to try her IIID foundation sometime too!