What happens after this year, when you’re in the real world, and you can’t quite party 4 nights a week, and you have to pay bills, and all those years of people asking what you want to be when you grow up become actual in your face real life issues?
I can’t believe I “try” and give you all advice every week in these Twenty-Something Rules articles. I’m kind of a moron sometimes, and I definitely go to my mother once a week crying about how stupid I am for saying something ridiculous or for being overly dramatic.
I am taking these to the grave.
I know it sounds crazy that there's a huge fashion scene in Omaha, Neb., but there is. In fact, it's the nation's fifth largest fashion event. Only New York, Las Angeles, Miami and Dallas have more of a turn out to their respective fashion weeks, and I was there all week.
I had an interesting week. AKA, I cried into a Strawberry Shortcake Popsicle in the broad daylight of my apartment on a weekday. It’s whatever.
I am naming my kid "DinoWolf."
Stop saying we don't have all the facts, we have plenty of facts and they paint one clear picture.
Funny story: Last weekend, my best girlfriend, boyfriend and his best guy friend decided it would be a SUPER cool idea to break into a pool. Like my public apartment outdoor pool that locks at 9:30pm.
I can't sleep in, I can't just blow off responsibilities, and I can't spend days binge-watching TV anymore. I don't feel like an adult yet, but I'm in an adult world. I don't know if I'm ready.
Life can be a shit sandwich. Accept it and move forward.
I am willing to bet $100 you are actively worrying about something right now. And I will bet $100 more dollars what you’re worrying about is not worth it.
Let freeeeeeeedom ring!
When I was in fifth grade, I thought 27 was ANCIENT. When I was with my boyfriend’s little cousin the other week, she said 27 was old; her teacher is 27.
I was listening to Pandora on a long walk yesterday and a Rascal Flatts song came on called 'Things That Matter, Things That Don’t.' Despite its in-depth cheesiness and the fact I was getting my period that day, it rang so true in my mind. Let’s reflect.
It's more than wing-tipped eyeliner and red lipstick, it's a way of life.
These rules this week are coming to you fondly from two girls after a few glasses of wine, a long day at work, and in the small, messy kitchen of my apartment.
We sat down with Career Contessa to pick her brain on the best ways to arm yourself for the job hunt. What she shared with us was innovative and inspiring.
Grab your laptop and pizza bagels.
Are you more likely to get into Harvard than find a guy who's worth your while? It's possible the issue isn't with you or the men you attract (although that still a very feasible explanation) but more so of where you live.
Monday? What Monday? It's Saturday afternoon at the beach.
I’m honestly ready to nix my luggage, hurtle through the Plexiglas window and let the Virginian mountain lions, tigers and bears have their way with me .
I read something the other day that really resonated with me. Okay, it was a tweet – either way, it was inspirational: Tell more people exactly what you feel.
Contrary to what your friends who want to be investment bankers or doctors or whatever say, working in fashion is not just a glamorous cakewalk, nor is it a 'dumb girl job.' In fact, you've got to be super savvy, creative, hard-working, intelligent and driven to make it in this industry.
“Like a girl” translates to doing something feebly and half-heartedly…and not as well as a man.
The men of Twitter are STILL in a tizzy about their rights…or the rights that they think they should have.