On Body-Image

I was recently out spending money on a pile of neutral toned clothes (neutrals just make sense, okay?) and Rachel said something that stuck with me. I've stopped paying attention to sizes, it really doesn't matter. 

Stop. Wait a minute. 

Disclaimer: I am currently writing this post while consuming the last slice of cold pizza we had leftover from dinner the other night. And I have no shame. 

Review: Best of Sephora Skincare

There comes a point in every woman's life when she can regularly afford Sephora. It's almost like a rite of passage. You find a good job, you start making a decent income and once you pay your monthly bills, you still have a few dollars left for a nice product every few weeks or so. I personally tend to pay more money for skincare products as well as higher-end foundation, eyeshadows and palettes. 1) I owe it to myself and my very sensitive skin to find not only the best products, but also the highest quality ingredients, best color matches, etc. 2) I go through mascara and eyebrow pencils way too often to drop $30 every time. 

With the holiday season in full effect, Sephora has a fantastic range of gift sets and samplers, so I took advantage of this opportunity to try out a variety of products, hoping to find some that I could incorporate into my skincare routine. For me, this was a great investment because I get to try out many different things to see which ones I would like to buy full-size in a month or so. Thus far, I've been pleasantly surprised and enjoying my habitual face-washing even more. 

Hey Wassup Hello: A Life Update

I’ve been staring at this screen for a good twenty minutes now trying to figure out what kind of post I want to write.

I browsed through roughly ten to fifteen post ideas for Fall, took a few selfies and ate a KIND bar and still nothing.

So now I’m just going to ramble about pointless things that you could probably care less about but which will make me feel at least a little productive and inspirational.

I could start by giving a life update but what’s really so interesting about that?

It’s November, so it’s basically Christmas, the red cup scandal is taking over the internet and the wind nearly whisked my Ray Bans off my face when I was walking to my 8 a.m. this morning. Now these glasses were necessary because one, I can’t see worth a crap and two because I looked a little bit blah. Granted, I snoozed my alarm clock until 7:45 so what do I expect, but I still made it to class before Karl did. Oh, Karl’s my Marketing teacher. He’s pretty cool about not yelling for when I was horribly ill and missed his class…multiple times…

Speaking of class, I’m just going to come out and say it. My schedule sucks this year. I know I should be an adult and suck it up but I’m a complainer so let me complain. When I planned it out last Spring, I wasn’t taking into consideration that I’d be working up to 35 hours a week, nor that all of those seemingly easy classes would add up to 19 credits. Stupid Greta.

Turns out, the Sophomore Slump, while believed by some to be a frame of mind, is proving to be unavoidable. Socializing, partying and running on little to no sleep just doesn’t appeal to me anymore. My coffee mug collection is growing and I swear I’ve spent more money on groceries than booze useless items that do not benefit me in any way.