There are very few girls out there who don't like to feel pampered occasionally. Whether it's getting highlights at a fancy salon or doing an at-home pedicure, we all deserve a chance to feel beautiful. What I'm unsure about is whether to choose the DIY route for my facial/hair treatment/manicure or leave it to the professionals. Help, I'm torn!
So maybe I'm a little behind on the trend, but I've found myself fascinated by ankle boots lately. At first I wasn't so sure - in fact, I was pretty damn sure I hated those things - but I've been watching girls prance around in them for a year now and they're totes growing on me.
I have a confession to make: I'm a little bit of a cupcake ho. How can you resist those cute, mini cakes? A portable slice of heaven? The perfect frosting to cake ratio? Recipes that make a dozen so you don't have to stop after one? How could you not fall truly, madly, deeply in love?
I've learned a ton of useful things at college, and I hate to say (sorry Mom and Dad) that most of most of this knowledge I've acquired outside of the classroom. One pivotal lesson I've gleaned from my 3 years in school: dating in college is hard.
Aug 3, 2009
I like my chicken like I like my men: super hot and very sweet. That's why I love this recipe from biscuits and such. It's the perfect combination of spicy and sweet. Plus, it's boyfriend approved (and I'm sure anyone else will love it too), pretty simple to prepare, and the name makes me giggle.
Jul 26, 2009
We all have one. Some of us have two. You know who I'm talking about - that one guy you go to for just about everything. Whether you cuddle during chick flicks or meet up to play a game of basketball, you rely on him because he's your boy best friend. T
Jul 13, 2009
Let me just tell you: I hate hair. I hate finding it in clumps in the shower, I hate it in boys' armpits (and really hate it in girls') and I hate it anywhere on my body except for my head. Even still, I've yet to go to a professional to yank off my unwanted foliage.
I love baking, but I'm not the hugest fan of following directions. As a result, I often end up mis-measuring things or adding my own little touches to otherwise boring recipes. Hey, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. Anywho, there is nothing that works better with my "add this, throw in that" cooking style than pancakes.
I've always been baffled by American Apparel. Do I love their array of colorful t-shirts and skirts, or am I absolutely terrified by their unitards/gold lame leggings/sales guys in skinner jeans than mine? How can a store with such awesome clothes also carry things like this? Help, I'm torn.
Guys, I have a problem. Like a really big problem. A few weeks ago, the most wonderful boy ever made his move and kissed me at a party. It was something I'd been waiting a year for. He's sweet, kind, adorable and fun. Oh yeah, he also wants to be in a relationship. With me. Sounds perfect, right? Only problem- he's my best friend.
The world is a changin' my friends, and I so don't want to be left behind. That's kind of how I feel with the whole blackberry/iPhone phenomenon. Here I am with my little, dinky LG chocolate. I used to think my phone was so cool- - I mean, it's frickin red and can play music -- but now I'm not so sure.
I don't know how it happened really, but over the years I've accumulated quite a large jewelery collection. I think a lot of it came from my Bat Mitzvah, when I got more bracelets than I knew what to do with (oh what I would give to trade all that in for cold, hard cash). Still, today I'm lucky to have a very impressive jewelery collection.