What I learned from posting daily for almost two months

Well, I’m afraid I’m closing the chapter on my dream to post every day for a year. I made it about 56-ish days, which is pretty impressive to me considering I went from posting maybe two or three times a month to posting each day. Well, almost. Anyway, I’m calling it quits on my “blogging every day for a year” journey. Why? Well, sometimes I simply don’t have anything to say. And saying rubbish is worse than saying nothing.

I am glad I tried and made it two months. I never did make a schedule, I just kind of winged the whole thing. I guess the part I’m happiest about is the fact that I tried it at all. I mentioned before that I always wanted to post every day for a year. Now that I’ve attempted (and failed) at it, I can say, yeah, I did that that, and I didn’t like it.

I’m kind of envious of people who can stock pile blog posts or write three or four posts in a row. For me, it’s always been about sitting down every day (or once a week) and asking myself, “OK, self, what do you want to write about today?”

In my endeavors to blog every day, I touched on topics I would have put off. Like sharing about my anxiety and depression, that finally felt right to share about. I’m not sure I would’ve written about it had it not been for daily blogging.

I also think I found my voice here, finally. One of the best compliments I ever received about my “online” voice is that I write like I speak. I think as a writer that that’s the best I can hope for. Sure, I’m not always elegant. I’m clunky at times and say, “So…” and “You know” a lot. But, so what? Ha!

I do plan on posting more frequently than once or twice a week, just not every day, fortunately or unfortunately. Thank you for following along with my journey, the ups and the downs. I definitely don’t see this as a failure, just something I tried and found I didn’t like in the end.

Baby, it’s cold outside. And bootie weather.

It’s getting cold out! I know most of you in the U.S. reading this probably experienced the start of fall about a month ago. Down in Texas, it took some extra time, but it’s finally here as of two weeks ago. At first, I kind of enjoyed the cold weather, but then I was like, “Holy eff is it cold!” I don’t like it. I hate it, but OK, it’s here and I guess I have to deal with it. Every day I’m grateful I’m not still in Boston, where there’s six months of winter. The last time I saw snow was about two years ago and I’m totally OK with that. If I had it my way, I’d never see snow ever again. I wouldn’t miss it, not even a little.

But, OK, I admit that it’s cold. And that means it’s bootie weather. I’m really digging ankle booties as of late. Mostly because they don’t present as many issues as mid-calf boots. You can wear them with almost any style of pants from skinny jeans to flares. It all looks good. Heck, even go for a dress or a skirt. Booties are up for anything.

Since going vegan, I’m super conscious of what I’m buying. I rarely buy anything brand new, instead opting for something secondhand. However, coveting a specific item  often means I do buy it new, since it can be difficult to buy very specific things secondhand. Thus, I’m aware of staying away from anything leather because I’m a vegan.

If I buy something at Goodwill, I don’t mind if it’s leather, because the way I see it is that I’m not adding demand to the supply and demand cycle. I realize there are flaws in this thinking–like wearing leather basically shows the world that you are OK with it, whether its brand new or secondhand. What a quagmire of a situation! I’m the last person who would ever tell anyone what to wear or eat, so all I’ll say is that the situation is sticky and it’s best to decide what works for you. But yeah, OK, I’ll admit that I’m a hypocrite, but I’m trying my best.


BC Footwear Alliance Booties ($90), Fortune Lay of the Portland Booties ($54.99), Rocket Dog Casual Influence Boot ($69.99)

My secret obsession



Reality TV and GIFs by T. Kyle. Happy Thanksgiving eve! Just say no to sprinkle cookies!

p.s.: Taking tomorrow off because…HOLIDAYS!

My Favorite Red Lipsticks

My Favorite Red Lipsticks | Road Darling

Once upon a time, I wrote an exhausting amount of posts about red lipstick. And, you know, that’s cool and all, but a break from it was necessary. Now that it’s getting colder down here in Texas, I find myself turning to red lipstick and nail polish, which has me revisiting my favorite reds. When I sat down to write this post, I initially thought I’d have a long list of favorites, but nope. For me there are only two.

Now, let’s back up and talk about red lipsticks in general so I can better explain why I only have two favorites. Red lipsticks have basically two different undertones. There’s blue red reds and orange red reds. Pick one for whatever mood your in. For me, I like a good orange red if I’m going for a bright pop whereas blue reds work better for a more sultry look. That’s just me. I say, wear what you like.

Given the two main categories of reds, I guess it makes sense that I have two absolute favorites. My go to blue red is MAC’s Russian Red ($17). My favorite orange red is NYX’s Pure Red ($5.99). The things that these two have in common is that they’re both mattes, go on easy and stay on. Which one do I use more? NYX’s Pure Red, hands down. But that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate Russian Red.

If you’re new to red lipstick, I share some practical tips at the end of this post!

Adele, love and a van happily filled with baggage

Source: Stereogum

Source: Stereogum

Last week I stood in line at Target with the new Adele album in my hands. I can’t remember the last time I bought an actual CD, but after hearing “Hello”, I knew I had to have this album in the car. Yep, I have a 12 year old car that’s a bit too new for a cassette player but too old for BlueTooth. I’ve spent some time thinking about why Adele resonates with me (and millions of people).

So why do I love Adele? Because she takes away the shame of heartbreak.

Once I got out of college, I found it was increasingly hard to talk about romantic relationships with my friends. In college, my friends and I exchanged stories of hookups, bad dates and breakups. We wore our stories like badges. Not necessarily ones of honor, but things that happened to us nonetheless.

Then something weird happened once we all graduated college.

We just stopped talk about relationships. Well, not entirely, just the juicy bits and what really broke our hearts. It was an odd thing to go from sharing everything to sharing almost nothing, or at the very least, sharing only the very worst or the very best. Somewhere along the line, we all decided to be less vulnerable, and I think it was to our detriment.

As an adult, it’s so confusing to navigate relationships.

Sure, there’s a lot to be said for guarding a relationship. I don’t think anyone can ever truly understand a relationship except the people who are in it. Having gone through a marriage and divorce myself, I learned this lesson the hard way. No one wants to be judged. And at the same time, no one’s judgements really matter.

But in silence, comes shame.

Back to Adele. My current obsession is with the song “Send My Love (To Your New Lover).” To improve my car singing skills, I looked up the lyrics and found this tweet Adele had made about 25 as a whole:

“I made the decision to go into becoming who I’m going to be forever without a removal van of all my junk. I miss everything about my past, the good and the bad, but only because it won’t come back.”

Oh my god, can we all just stop and actually think about the wonderfulness of her outlook on life?

So many times I see people (and myself) burying the past, especially when it comes to romance. After all, how many time have you heard someone thoughtfully calculate how much time it takes to get over someone as if it was a science? What a freeing thing to accept that there are people and times we will always miss.

Maybe there is nothing to move on from because it’s OK to miss someone.