You can’t save a damsel if she loves her distress…
Walk the Moon – Anna Sun
Firecrackers in the east, my car parked south
Your hands on my cheeks, your shoulder in my mouth
I was up against the wall on the west mezzanine
We rattle this town, we rattle this scene
Oh, Anna Sun
Last night, I did two things I haven’t done in a long time—I went to happy hour with Kelley (who I haven’t seen in four years!), and I ate solid foods.
It was glorious.
Someone at the bar thought I was 21 (bless their heart) and told me that I had beautiful skin! My inner goddess swayed in a gentle victorious samba. Clearly, I’ve been reading too much Fifty Shades.
Kraft + mustard business cards for my favorite photographer, Raechel Denise!
More from my design portfolio here.
I love me some graphic novels! And I’m not talking about the kind with pictures ;) Ha.
I read the entire Fifty Shades trilogy in three days, and I don’t know what to do with myself now. I have a weakness for the brooding, sadistic type (don’t judge me!), so if anyone has any book suggestions (or knows any actual brooding sadists haha), then send those bad boys my way!
I’ve had to choose between sleeping and reading these past few nights, and the latter always prevails.
I was roped into participating in an office juice cleanse. I wasn’t sure what to expect, and it kind of feels like the first day of school. Minus the fact that you get to eat solid foods that day. I’m pretty sure we’re all going to hate each other by EOD.
I read Fifty Shades of Grey almost immediately after I heard that Ian Somerhalder—a permanent resident in my freebie five—might play the lead in the film adaptation. Also, the mention of a ’sex chamber’ may or may not have swayed my decision.
Clearly, I have a type!
I finished reading it in less than 24 hours. Never has a book left me so satiated… It’s so jaw-droppingly sexy that I’m not sure how they’re going to make it a movie without it being illegal in some small countries!
I wish my friends would read it already so I could have someone to discuss it with. This must be how those b’s felt about me and Breaking Dawn—I’ve been trying to finish the last book of the Twilight saga since 2008, but all my attempts to read it end with me throwing it across the room in hysterics.
On to Fifty Shades Darker! Laters, baby ;)
Most nights before I go to bed, I will lay six strips of bacon out on my George Foreman grill. Then I go to sleep. When I wake up, I plug in the grill. I go back to sleep again. Then I wake up to the smell of crackling bacon. It is delicious, it’s good for me, it’s the perfect way to start the day. Today I got up, I stepped onto the grill, and it clamped down on my foot… that’s it. I don’t see what’s so hard to believe about that.
When I woke up to the smell of bacon this morning, I was thrilled—until I realized it was the smell of my thigh burning.
I fell asleep with my laptop on my bed last night, and Macbook Pros are notorious for running ridiculously hot. But since I’m a heavy sleeper who needs three alarms to wake up, I didn’t even flinch when the power adapter came in contact with my bare thigh and gave me a crazy second-degree burn! It’s pretty gnarly, and I can’t wear pants for the next week or so.
Oh, well. I don’t like wearing pants anyway.
Pammie and I made these maple bacon donut holes for her fiance’s birthday tomorrow!
Pinterest is slowly domesticating me, one recipe at a time…
I get that a lot.
I’m probably not going to reblog New Girl gifs for the rest of the night. But also… I might.
They just aired the season finale of New Girl. Let the ugly crying commence!
That awkward moment when you realize you were listening to Taylor Swift when your private session timed out on Spotify.
|11:08 AM||Jesse: hey you should check your spotify preferences…i saw your songs on fb yesterday =P|
|11:19 AM||me: oh noes…|
|11:28 AM||Jesse: haha oh yes|
Taylor Swift – Last Kiss
All that I know is I don’t know how to be someone you miss
I went outside to grab something from my car when some creeper who works a few warehouses down tried to hit on me. He said that he has seen me around and has been meaning to introduce himself, all while staring at my chest! I hadn’t had any coffee yet, and I was not in the mood to be ogled. I told him I needed to get back to work, and he told my chest to come visit him anytime. Ugh. I truly wonder if he felt that went well.
I’m going to file this encounter under ‘reasons I need a new job,’ along with having to buy dental groupons because my work doesn’t provide basic dental insurance.
RUSSELL: Look, Jess, I’ve already done the crazy, explosive passion thing. When I was with Ouli, it was like edging closer and closer to a wood chipper… I’m not looking for that anymore.
JESS: I understand. But I am. And I want passion. Even if it’s harder and hurts more.
I made these portabello pizza bites, and they were so good that I almost forgot that I ruined my Calphalon pan broiling these bad boys. Almost.
Camisole (China Glaze) + Only Gold For Me (Sephora by OPI)
I’m obsessed with this top coat!
I was totally prepared to go home and google a youtube tutorial on how to change the dead bulb in my headlight, but the guy at O’Reilly Auto Parts went above and beyond and fixed it for me. I thought he offered to help me because I went there straight from the gym and my ass looks phenomenal in yoga pants, but after reading their yelp reviews, it sounds like it’s customary for them to go out of their way to help! Ha. Especially when a clueless girl comes in and says, “My headlight went out in my Matrix… Do you think I need, like, a light bulb or something?”