How to Navigate –
If there’s one thing about me I’ve always found kind of funny, it’s that I kind of hate–and am just genuinely confused by–beauty routines. Now, don’t get me wrong. I care about my health and my appearance just as much as the next woman, but most of the time, while I appreciate beauty products, I don’t even really get excited about makeup (except lipstick–that’s a completely different story). But this whole encounter inspired me to share the few practical things I do do to take care of my beauty health despite constantly being on-the-go. For all the girls who are too busy, or just can’t be bothered by beauty routines, read on. This one’s for you.
A year is a long time. It’s a longer time when you try to do something–and stick to it–for all 52 weeks. It’s an even longer time when you try to make this “something” a routine, especially when it’s something that’s not necessarily “fun” or “easy.”
My god. How is it earthly possible that today is 24? Is it just me, or does it seem like the older you get, the quicker time slips right through your fingers?
Okay. So let’s say you bought a house, or signed a lease for a new apartment. Or maybe you’re just over it with your Craigslist–or college–furniture and are thinking that it’s finally time you sold it all (or burned it) and moved on. I found myself in one of these situations a few months ago
I was listening to a podcast on my way to work this morning (Reply All, if you wanted to know), and the storyline focused around this man who–for the sheer enjoyment of it–has spent every Sunday evening for the past 9 years fixing grammatical errors on Wikipedia.
A few weeks ago, my boyfriend and I went to an Argentinian cooking class in Culver City (HipCooks, if you’re in the market for a fun afternoon and a delish meal. Highly recommend!).
Recently, I moved into a small-ish studio in west LA. And, to top it all off, I took the plunge and moved into a studio with another human being–my boyfriend. At first, you probably wouldn’t dare consider moving with someone else into a space with nowhere to hide.
We live in a social media-driven, impatient, insatiable age where the hunger to constantly be experiencing and sharing things is as much of a common denominator as it is a burden. Really though, I think that everyone in their 20s right now feels a similar insatiable hunger. A desire–a need–to go out and do everything, be everywhere, and try new things constantly.
This post is one small attempt at breaking the "social media wall" and giving you some context behind the images you see. So, hi there.
How many of you find yourself feeling like you don’t deserve to be where you’re at in your life, or like you aren’t good enough to go for the thing you want, so you keep putting off even trying?