WORTH THE HYPE: GLOSSIER

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I cannot suggest the beauty company Glossier is enough.  My face has never felt more hydrated.  I tend to suffer with pretty dry skin in the winter and I decided to try something different this year.  I took the plunge, got the Glossier Phase 1 set, and never looked back.  

Balm Dotcom is absolutely the best for dry patches and dry lips.  It doesn't feel slimy and leaves your skin (or lips) silky smooth.  The Priming Moisturizer is buildable making it the perfect lotion to use to prime your face before make-up;  it never feels like there are a ton of layers caked on.  The Perfecting Skin Tint glides on easily with your fingertips on top of the moisturizer.  It works to perfect your skin and not conceal.  At the end of the day (and at the beginning for that matter), when it is time to cleanse, the Milky Jelly Cleanser is strong enough to remove all your makeup but mild enough not to burn your skin.

Overall, Glossier's makeup takes minimal effort and makes you look like one hundred bucks.  I give it two thumbs up, for real.  (The cute little pink bubble bags are stellar as well.)

LESSONS LEARNED

Instead of boring you all with how I want to better myself in the New Year blah blah, I figured I would tell you what I learned in 2016.  I figured this would be a fun way for me to reflect and helpful for you all heading into a new year.  I will try not to make it too lengthy because damn, did I learn a lot this year. 🙄

 

  • It is okay to spend money on things that make you happy.  That RISD class I took?  Worth it.  Those Chanel flats? Super worth it.  That beach house rental with my best friends? Didn't even question the worth.

  • Your skin will not always be perfect and that is okay.  Most people won't notice anyways.

  • Weddings are expensive.  So, so expensive.

  • Traveling is important.  It teaches you more than school ever will.

  • Life is too short not to have the coffee, jeans, or job you want.

  • Try a new hobby.  It could turn into a new source of income or a great reliever of stress.

  • Being active is important.  That does not mean you need to become obsessive with losing weight, posting gym selfies, or can't eat those cheese fries you love so much.

  • Everyone will talk behind your back (and you will talk behind theirs also). That doesn't mean you don't love each other. 

  • Trying a new workout class alone is not as scary as it seems.  You may actually end up loving that kickboxing class you put off for a month.

  • Do not be scared of the unknown.  Your journey into the unknown is one of the greatest adventures of all.

 

Heading into the new year, be proud of where you have been and excited for where you are going.  I hope all of you have a happy and healthy 2017.

THE LOW-KEY HOLIDAY PARTY

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December is now here which means holiday parties are in full swing.  Red is a color that always makes me feel party ready and combining red with a coral shade is something I love as of late.  Throw on fabulous statement earrings with even more fabulous block heels and spritz your favorite perfume.  Good to go.

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SWEATER WEATHER

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If you do not have an L.L. Bean fisherman sweater, you must go pick one up.  Seriously, run!  This specific sweater is the tunic version in beige but I am dying to get my hands on the original version.  

Thankfully, instagram friend, Meg Hall, gave me sizing advice!  The tunic version definitely runs a bit larger however, I got my usual size and it fit the way I wanted.  The original fisherman sweater fits quite snug.  I tried it on and definitely sized up to a large in the fitting room.  

outfit details:

sweater | jeans | handbag 

LET'S DO THIS

Rather than saying I have been absent from blogging for the last six months, I prefer to call it “gathering inspiration.” I have been taking my time to figure out what I love about life and what makes me happy. (Deep, I know.)  I was always holding myself to some sort of unreachable standard when I was blogging before.  I always thought I had to share more than photos or I had to be overly cool.  I forgot that I was blogging for me, to document my life, and to look back one day to see how far I have come.

This first post will be dedicated to my goals for the next year… a bucket list if you will. 

February 24, 2013

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Weeks passed and we began to see each other every day.  I started taking new routes to class just so we could walk together and he began getting to campus earlier so we could grab lunch together.  He became my white picket fence.  The perfect finishing touch to my life.  The little extra something I needed to get by.

As my gymnastics season continued, he developed an interest.  He wanted to know what I was spending the majority of my days practicing and what I spent my weekends were consumed with.  February 24th, we had a meet at Southern Connecticut.  It was a close enough drive that he could make the trip alone.  I was knock-your-socks off ecstatic for about 36 seconds and then it hit me.  My mom never misses a meet.  In fact, my aunt visiting from England is going to be there as well.  Even better, this gym is set up stadium style so I will be 20 yards away minimum as they interact for the first time.  This was going to be swell.

He walked into the meet, roses hidden inside his jacket, and smile creeping onto his face.  My chest tightened.  I was drowning in butterflies when, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of my own mother and aunt in a pair of cardboard crowns that you find at a fast food restaurant.  The only thing that I could do was shrug.  If he was going to be a part of my life, he would have to become a part of the crazy.

Lucky for me, he did.  I got back to the campus late at night and he was waiting with a question and more importantly, my favorite ice cream.  He was asking me to be his girlfriend.  He wanted me out of every girl he knew to be his.  I was flabbergasted.

HERE TO HELP

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There are many things in this world that people forget to tell you.  They'll forget to mention that your first heartbreak won't be the hardest and that if you happen to lose a friend unexpectedly the "what ifs" will be ingrained in your brain.  You won't be told that maybe your thought out timeline for life needs some major adjusting or better yet, it should just be thrown out.  People don't explain that it does not matter where you are or what you do, if you are not happy in your mind, you will not be happy somewhere new.  Moving from place to place to find happiness does not work.  And one of the worst things that you will not be told you ask?  Having to grieve the loss of a person who is still alive.

That is what I am here to tell you though.  All of those things, albeit painful and heart wrenching, you are still breathing.  You can shout from the mountain tops and hold your breath under a giant crashing wave.  You have a life to live and a life to love.  There is always beauty in the broken and you will come out of that broken resilient.  Now if you are any bit like I am, there is one question you have right now.  Why?

Your second heartbreak will hurt more than the first because that second person first had to put your heart back together and then re-break it.  They had to break what you took months rebuilding and you know the hard work it took to get where you did.  You will realize that you will have to build yourself up all over again and that is what will really hurt.  It won't be the boy leaving you because we can live without them, it'll be the fear that you won't be able to make yourself feel okay again.  Losing a friend is something I wish upon no one.  Death is a terrible thing and it is known for destroying childhoods and stealing futures.  It will suck the life out of loved ones and there is nothing you can say or do to make them feel better.  You just have to let them feel.  They will dehydrate their eyes and spend nights sleepless but they will get through it.  You do not get over a loss that significant but you get through it, some way or another.

Now for that timeline you created of how your life is supposed to look?  Get rid of it because no one has an eraser large enough to edit it as much as you will have to.  Things will happen with no rhyme or reason and you will have to learn to adjust your sails and adapt to change.  It won't be easy if you are not a go with the flow person but it will be necessary for happiness.  This brings me to the next explanation, your happiness.  Searching for happiness anywhere other than within is not going to help you find it.  It is not hiding somewhere in a clothing rack or pair of shoes.  It is not at the top of the corporate ladder or the bottom of a bag of chips.  It is inside you.

Note that I said losing someone who is still alive is just one of the worst because, quite frankly, these are all shitty things to have to learn on your own.  They each are dreadful in their own ways and this is no different.  Losing someone who is still alive will eat at you until you bite back, which will inevitably happen.  You will be able to walk by them without cringing and you will be able to say their name without stuttering.   You will no longer care what they are thinking or if they miss you as well.  You will survive.  Just as you always have.  You will be resilient.