So I guess I should address the fact that I haven’t posted to this blog in nearly a year.
Just a heads up, for anything you’ve been missing: I started writing a bit more frequently for XOvain, wrote a few articles for Fashion Magazine and had my first article in print come out this year in the pages of Glow magazine.
I had a ton of terrible things happen to me this year (one specifically), but I chose to focus on what I could change for the better and a few of those things have allowed me to 1. Go on an actual vacation. 2. Fix my credit. 3. Get corrective eye surgery. 4. Learn to drive. 5. Save some goddamn money for once in my life. So, uh, there’s that.
I’m starting up a Youtube Channel after leaving that thing dormant for a few years. Still not sure what exactly I’ll start posting on the regular, but whatever, I’ve got to start somewhere or I really am never going to get around to doing it. If you use youtube, and wanna do me a solid, subscribe or something.
It’s 12:39am on a Tuesday and I can’t sleep so I’m drinking wine and listening to the soothing yelling of Ol’ Billy Boy Bill Burr.
Honestly, it’s not that bad.
(Regardless, here’s to hoping your night is going a little better.)
Ok, I lied, it’s always cold to me. I mean, I was wearing a wool sweater/sock/scarf combo in LA when it was 27 degrees out (that’s 80, to my American readers).
But for you normal folk, it’s probably finally reached that “winter” weather. And by that I mean snow, there is snow on the ground. That and I really need to find my Sorels.
I started writing for Fashion Magazine a few months back, and my most recent article is more useful than anything. Are you curious about what MUA’s think of us mere mortals? Well, I asked.
Guys, sometimes a full time job and moving twice in two months can shake things up a bit.
No, I’m not fully unpacked.
The past few months have been a whirlwind of things, feelings and events. Realizations, cross country plane rides, and a fear that has latched on and sunk it’s teeth right into me.
So remember when I realized something seriously messed up was happening to my stomach?
Well here’s the deal.
I went through that god awful diet, I even bought the damn $20 butter (actually not necessary apparently), and you know what I realized? It’s totally dairy. Glorious, tasty dairy.
So my Dad’s birthday came up this year, and I thought I’d bestow some of my beauty loving wisdom on him for a change. I scoped out some awesome mens beauty products from some seriously amazing brands and as it turns out, he loved them!
I know. I hate the word diet too.
But first I should probably clarify what exactly this “diet” is going to do for me. Probably a lot, actually. Considering how tired I am of constantly having painful reactions to foods and never knowing what EXACTLY the culprit is. Just today I had something totally vegan and I’m still painfully bloated, like wtf right? IS NOTHING SAFE?
Moving is stressful.
But being stuck in one place is worse.
Packing up all my stuff, storing it, living out of a bag (quite literally) until I sort out my life is something I should probably be used to. I don’t think I’ve stayed in one apartment for more than 2 years at a time, and even then, two years was a stretch. Packing everything I need for a few weeks in a bag, in a matter of minutes, is second nature to me. So why isn’t living out of one?
I ended up in the hospital last week.
I know, practically right after declaring my desire to be healthier, I ended up with an IV stuck in my arm, a weeks worth of anti nausea meds and a weekend of struggling to keep down food.
Because you’ll be ASLEEP, duh.
Ok, it’s not a real Batman mask (don’t sue me!), but goddamn do I ever feel a lil Wayne (haaaaaa. I need to sleep) when I wear this guy to sleep. AND SLEEP I DO.
I bought a scale today.
And I didn’t have a coffee (no fun) because I made the switch in my brain somehow where I’m like, “F*ck. This. I need to get my shit together”. You ever have one of those moments?