If you, by chance, decide that you would like to smell like “Spring 2009,” some of the fragrance trends for this season include:

-Limey (But who really wants to smell like the aftermath of a tequila shot?)

-Sandalwood with creamy lactones (Such as coconuts, which your nose considers synonamous with the beach)

-Deep, dry amber notes (Yes, the gem)

-Rose Violet (Featured in almost all perfumes)

-Tuberose orange flower (Huh?)

Okay, so I know what you’re thinking. “Thanks? Am I supposed to go a market now and rub a tuberose orange flower all over myself?” Well, you can if you want to, but an easier way to create that spring scent-track (like a soundtrack for your nose) is to hit up your local Sephora and check out the newly featured perfumes created for Spring ’09. Here are a few of my favorites:

Dolce & Gabbana L’Eau The One is technically the same as “The One,” but with a twist. Some of the notes included are peach, vanilla, and amber, making this perfume “Divinely fresh and luxuriously fruity.”

Lilly Pulitzer Wink is reppin’ several of the trendy spring notes in this extremely girly pink and green bottle. The smell of violet, amber, and rose, among others, will definitely have you thinking Spring (and that is enough to get you through the rest of this dreadful winter).

C L E A N Simply Soap has some serious “rolling around in just cleaned sheets” feeling with the trendy notes of rose oil, violet, and musk that will probably make you decide you “randomly” want to go roll around in just cleaned sheets. Outside. During a picnic. Get where I’m goin’ with this?

In today’s economy (and in college) it is pretty difficult to go out buy every scent you desire. So be the innovative student you are and try to create something yourself with oils, fruits, spices, or flowers. It will allow you to have your own unique scent for “Spring 2009” that no one can duplicate!

As it seems, birth control is one of those things that the girl is expected to pay for, and I am not happy about it. Last week I went to pick up a few months worth of birth control and was completely shocked to hear the nurse say to me, “That will be $97 dollars.” I stared blankly, and peered into my brown paper bag, yep, there was still only 3 months worth in there. She must be mistaken, so I asked her to make sure.

Nope, $97 bucks. Obviously I have grown too accustom to the generous helpings of birth control that were handed out at the health center in college like candy. Free candy.

I sadly handed over my visa and thought of the darling little number at Banana Republic that I would have to put on the back burner for another pay check and went home.

Upon my arrival, my gent inquired as to my appointment. I jumped at the opportunity to share my outrageous bill and almost vaguely saw a ray of hope towards getting the outfit from Banana again! This would be the time when my gent says: “Whoa! $97 bucks?? I’ll give you some money for that.” Because lets face it, it is the right thing to do and as I recall, it takes two to tango.

This sentiment in mind, you can imagine my shock to hear this:

“Man, that sucks.”

I stared at him waiting for the rest of his sentence, but nothing more came.

Good bye new outfit.

Instead of calling him out on his obvious oblivion, I just agreed, it sucked indeed. Now, I feel it is important to include a disclaimer here, my gent is extremely wonderful and generous, and had I have asked for money, he would have absolutely given it to me, but I just couldn’t; possibly to not feel like a cheap-ass, possibly to maintain my independent woman status, and possibly because I just hatched a secret plan to just stop offering to pay when we go out, I just kept my mouth shut.

But the irksomeness of this issue has not faded after several days, and upon discussing this event with my ladies, it seems that the assumed common sense to help pay for birth control is not just an affliction my guy suffers from – but all of them. And I think I can speak for all of us gals when I say, we are sick of it.

In all honesty, it isn’t completely the money that I am so irritated about. It is the fact that I was expected to spend my hard earned money on something that, well, is for both of us. At the very least, if you don’t want to shell out some money for it, can I get a little acknowledgement to the fact that I did?

In a feeble attempt to start correcting this problem, I’d like to offer a little head up to the gentlemen out there: if you trade off on who picks up the tab, split the bill on the groceries, or are in a relationship with someone, pitch in on the BC.

That being said, I swear when I go back for refills, I will be going Dutch (that ship has kind of already sailed on this round – plus my plan for skipping out on the bill proved plenty effective on debt collection.)

Matching clothing is NOT as difficult as people make it seem. In fact, one of your best friends when it comes to matching clothing is someone you met way back in fourth grade: the color wheel.

Take a good look at this guy. He wants to be your friend. He wants to make you look nice. He wants to help you score that date or nail that job interview, he really does. Now all you need to do is listen to him.

Colors right next to each other on the color wheel are always a sure bet. I like to wear the slightly darker color on the bottom and the lighter color on top, but that’s totally up to you. Black and white will also readily hook-up with any color you throw at them (and wearing black makes you look slimmer, so it’s a double-win).

Remember complimentary colors? Those are colors that are directly across from each other on the color wheel. Note that this does NOT mean that your dayglo orange shirt would go perfectly with your dark blue pants. Really, you’ll just make yourself look like a Mets fan. Use your eyes and your common sense when matching complimentary colors, and keep the brighter color muted. Sometimes for brighter colors, it’s best to use the complimentary color as an accent, like wearing a purple headband with your yellow shirt and orange skirt.

Finally, there’s the territory of patterns, a sensitive matching issue at best. What a lot of people seem to think is that when you’re wearing something with a pattern with many colors, you should try to match all of them. And that’s probably the dumbest move you can make, because then you’ll look like you just had a head-on collision with a rainbow and an oil spill. Pick one color and match everything else with it, varying the shades for a bit of an effect. I like to pick the color that happens the least in a pattern, because then it evens it out a bit.

These are the rules that I usually go by, and they’ve helped me…for the most part. I struggle here and there and I have occasional days where I could really care less. But if I’ve only been dressing myself for five years and I can learn it, you can too. Trust me on this one.

Those little things I can overlook.

What I can’t overlook is a Law Student’s inability to last longer than 3 minutes. Or to figure out where on earth a woman’s clitoris is.

What is the problem here? Did these boys learn nothing from sex education? And what about common sense? I mean, come on, who ever thought pushing a girl’s head towards your nether regions was a good form of foreplay?

And, maybe I’m asking too much, but if a guy can take the SAT’s and get into college, shouldn’t he be able to figure out what is/is not an acceptable way to treat a woman’s nipples? I don’t bite your penis, why do you think it’s ok to nosh on my nips?

Apparently I am not the only one feeling this way. I don’t know who this person is, but they provide quite a thorough and honest list of everything men do wrong in the bedroom. Not only is the list complete, but it can be easily printed and handed out to any potential suitor. Score!

We clearly have a long way to go when it comes to teaching men the ways of looooove, but this little blog (written by a guy, no less!) is clearly a step in the right direction. Maybe they are catching on, albeit slowly. Maybe one day we will find men that last long, touch us softly, and make us breakfast in the morning. And maybe, just maybe by the time our daughters start bringing home the men, they won’t have to deal with the horrifying nipple pains that plagued their mothers so many years before.

If you have weed for sale, it’s probably a really great idea to yell it out your window. I mean, what’s word of mouth when there’s YOUR mouth to do all your publicity for you? These guys are so smart. They didn’t even need to go to college with the common sense it takes to accomplish this.

They should have just set up a weed stand complete with complementary lemonade. I mean, everyone knows that weed gives you cotton mouth. And there’s nothing worse than cotton mouth, besides well, being arrested.

Which is exactly what happened to the two (former) freshman at Northeastern University last Sunday.

After one of them yelled out their dorm room window that his roommate had weed for sale, a couple of plainclothes Boston officers decided to check out the goods. Smart boys! Such a great way to attract customers! (Although I think the weed and lemonade idea is pretty great).

Michael Emery and Matthew Ferrante, both 18, were stashing four ounces of weed, stuff to smoke it in and a scale to weigh it out. And of course there was some alcohol but that’s no surprise for two guys in college.

Although the guys pleaded not guilty, their intent to distribute charge could carry up to two years in jail.

Because—obvs—jail is the new undergrad! Go Inmates!

Perhaps next time they’ll shout it from the rooftops!