Reasons I’m Not a Fashion Blogger

I thoroughly enjoy *reading* fashion blogs, don’t get me wrong. But there’s almost no way I could run one myself. I mean, if I showed you a room full of people who would describe me as “trendy” it would be a completely empty room. But that’s fine because I’m okay with it! Here are 10 reasons why:

  1. I think remembering to put on earrings is a good day.
  2. My body’s proportions are not conducive to fashion trends. I’m 1″ shy of a perfect hourglass shape, and my bust makes it impossible to buy anything without trying it on first. Forget about anything with a high neck/crew neck/boat neck/turtle neck. V necks and scoop necks only, unless I want to look pregnant and/or 10 pounds heavier.
  3. I’m pretty awkward in front of a camera. My uncle has a decade worth of candid photos taken of me throughout the years that are some of the most unflattering photos of all time.
  4. My fiancé is not down to be a husband of Instagram :P Even if I could get past the hideous awkwardness of myself.
  5. I hardly ever shop anymore (hello, money issues!) I’d rather buy a house than buy clothes at this point. #Priorities
  6. I am much more about function than fashion. If it’s uncomfortable or itchy or I can’t breathe or I need Spanx to pull it off, I’m not buying it.
  7. I wear heels (and by heels I mean wedges) approximately twice a year. Not tryna get plantar fasciitis if I can help it y’all. You can find me in Birkenstocks/sneakers looking like a complete dweeb.
  8. I gravitate toward jeans and a t-shirt, always. Having to put on ‘work pants’  every day makes me die a little.
  9. I consider lipstick an accessory.
  10. I’m not organized enough to paint my nails on a regular basis.

Reasons Im not a fashion blogger and you dont have to be either!


You know how some people talk about keeping it 100? I’m trying to keep living to 100.

No, really.

Obviously I can’t decide how long I live *per se* but 100 seems like a legit goal.

I want to be that old lady you see and you think, “Wow, she’s so sharp. Oh look, now she’s doing a CARTWHEEL.”

I want to be mobile. I want to know about the world around me. I want to keep up with wherever the hell technology goes in the next 74 years.

I want to read forever and ever. I want to keep learning things. I want my mind to never stop working. I want to travel. I want to see the world.

I want to age gracefully. I want to stay strong and flexible. I want to fuel my body with whatever it needs to keep going and going and going.

I’m 23% sure how to do all that, but I know that tomorrow technically starts today. It’s never too early to start planning for the future.

Just lemme have one last doughnut first ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

couple with dog

So I Have This Thing With Music

And I always have. Before I was speaking full sentences I was singing along with Paula Abdul in the back of my parents car. Which was released before I was a year old.

As I got older, I decided to play music. I started with the keyboard my grandparents gave me, and in fourth grade I joined the band and played the flute. I was pretty exceptional at the flute, and I always played with the older kids in band because it just came naturally to me. I quit after middle school because I was not going to be in marching band. So, I could have probably been a really kick ass flute player, buuut that’s what happens when you let 14 year olds decide their fate.

Music is still a really big part of my life though, even if  don’t play it anymore. When I was 16, I went to my first concert. I saw Ted Leo + the Pharmacists.


TWENTY DOLLARS?! Take me back


Here I am in Paris wearing my Ted Leo hoodie, which I will never get rid of <3

Since then I’ve been to oodles of concerts, and I love ’em. And it’s not just concerts. I listen to music more than anyone I know. In the morning while I get ready for work, all day at work, on my way home from work, while I do dishes or cook… I need it. And it turns out that music is good for you. So  there’s that.

If you need me, I’ll be listening to music. (Or alternatively, binge watching something on Netflix).

Happy Monday & Happy August

I’m pretty weird particular. For example:

  • My money is folded in a VERY specific way in my wallet.
  • I tend to straighten things that are off center or crooked.
  • I will straighten items on the shelf in a store. For FREE.
  • I refuse to go a day without wearing moisturizer/sunscreen.
  • I gravitate toward the numbers 15 and 25.
  • I get truly excited when a month starts on a Monday. LIKE THIS MONTH!

I could go on for a really long time (and I’m sure Mack could tell you more of these quirks than I care to admit). But my point is, this month starts on a Monday and I’m really about it.

I like to think of a new month as a fresh start. Another chapter in the book of your life is beginning. And when it starts on a Monday? It’s like the planets are aligning. You wake up knowing that the slate is wiped clean- it’s like having a mini new year only better, because these come around more frequently than once a year.

Since I revamped this blog a year ago I’ve been trying really hard to change a lot of things. I’m a comical work in progress, but I take every opportunity I can get to stop and think about what I’m doing, what I want to do or be, and (finally), giving myself permission to be imperfect and starting anew yet again. Because THAT’S HOW YOU DO IT FOLKS.

That, and I can FINALLY start using my fun new bando planner that I’ve been staring at for a month while  wait for August 1 to roll around. Here’s to another month, new beginnings, and new adventures.

J Seeks Joy - “Perhaps that's where our choice lies- in determining how we will meet the inevitable end of things, and how we will greet each new beginning.”