Oh Seattle…you crazy.

So this happened yesterday in Seattle…and I wasn’t happy y’all.
I’m all for peaceful protesting and freedom of expression and what not, but don’t you dare touch my Starbucks and Nordstrom. Just stop it. Seattle is known for being the number one hipster city in America right now not the number one city of crazies. Let’s keep it that way.
I love my home and I want to keep it pretty.
It just occurred to me that you couldn’t listen to my Spotify Song of the Days unless you had a Spotify account.
Sorry everyone! Looks like we’re back to SoundCloud.

I am slightly embarrassed about the story I am about to share with you all, but at the same time – I think it just needs to be said. This could happen to anyone, or so I’d like to hopefully believe.
A few weeks ago, Ashley and I were downtown shopping and when we stopped into Sephora, I couldn’t resist. I didn’t exactly need a new eyeliner pencil sharpener, but it was purple and black so I had to have it. I could have continued washing my foundation brush with just water and soap, but this one was anti-bacterial! I made the purchases and they stayed in my Sephora for weeks until last night.
As I stayed in for the night and glanced over at my Chanel foundation brush, I thought that it could use a good clean. I whipped out the anti-bacterial shampoo from Sephora and analyzed the bottle. There was a “Try Me” sticker on it. Why would my bottle have this sticker unless it was a sample. Oh…light bulb! So this is the point where we come to a crossroads. Do we decide to throw it out completely or go ahead and use it anyways. No one is going to bring their brushes in and use this sample to clean it are they? I could tell my bottle had been used so yes, it looks like someone has done that already. Then again, there is some distance between putting the bottle directly onto the brush, but that is something I would have done too…
I wasn’t going to win this. I went ahead and did it and while this is completely gross and you’re probably wondering what could ever make me do such a thing, I urge you to ask yourself how a Sephora sales associate could ever think that it would be okay to sell me a sample product. That is not okay, therefore, I am worse off because of this decision.
Congratulations, you are almost done! I know it’s a couple months away, but you do have every reason to celebrate. You will be able to do senior streak and you will have the time of your life. You’ll have so much fun that you will spend half of the day passed out, you may or may not puke in the library and you’ll spend the next couple of days trying to figure out how to get the blue paint out of the bathtub, the bed sheets, and the shoes. You will also realize that Crayola is not all that washable. But here’s the kicker- you’ll actually make it to your final, and your professor will be kind enough to pass you.
I know the future may seem like a blurred-dark-abandoned-hell-of-a-rabbit hole and every time someone asks you, “What are your plans after you graduate?” you want to cry, scream and even punch the person in the nose. But here’s one thing I want you to know – come graduation day you will forget all about the stress and live in the moment. You’ll spend the day smiling until your face hurts; you’ll stand on your chair and fist pump; you’ll see a big giant poster of your face- of course it’s the one picture of yourself that you absolutely hate – and your crazy family will be behind it waving and laughing; except grandma, she’s tired.

As children, we are often curious about everything that surrounds us. Why does this work like this? Why doesn’t this fit? This doesn’t make sense. What would happen if…? One Tumblr user decided to answer that common question we had as kids of “What happens if you put this in a microwave?”
The results are fascinating and rather than trying it out ourselves and making a mess, we can live vicariously through this Tumblr instead.
Oh what up Microwhat
I never thought I would be caught up in this boy band One Direction vs The Wanted drama, but here I am.
…and I’m with The Wanted.
A little over a year and a half ago, I stumbled upon this abrasive website called “What the Fuck Should I Make For Dinner?” I used it for awhile when I couldn’t seem to decide what to eat, but then I made the ultimate decision for a lazy person and just ate out for a series of meals. The website, however, is useful and so direct that it kind of in a way kicks your butt into gear. Since their first website was so successful, they have expanded into Where the Fuck Should I Go For Drinks and Where The Fuck Should I Go For Dinner.
Genius.

For the past two weeks, all I have been hearing is how Seattle is the most hipster city in America. I mean, through word-of-mouth, I assumed that it would be the number one or number two city, but the people have spoken! The press has been printed. Seattle is the number one city and I for one, could not be more excited about this. I’m all about the hipster culture of Seattle and if I didn’t have enough pride before about my city, I definitely do now. The picture above embodies the Seattle hipsterness pretty well as it is of Cafe Presse – my favorite french hipster eatery – and oh, is that an Instagram-like filter I see?
Check out the rest of the article here and learn to love Seattle as much as I do.
I recently read an article from USA Today in which they calculated how much prom is costing for high school students in 2012. According to the survey they conducted, the average price is $1,078. I’m sorry, but that is just downright ridiculous. Prom, though memorable and a milestone on its own has this magical aura about it, but it doesn’t need to cost that much.
Teenage girls – (because I know that the guys aren’t as focused on trying to spend this much) here is what I am telling you. Prom is not the prerequisite to your wedding. I mean if anything, that’s what you should be saving up for. But prom? No.
Since you haven’t had your prom yet, let me shed some light on the truth behind it.
Check out the entire breakdown by USA Today here.
If you know me you know I’m not someone who pretends to have a lot of advice or wisdom to dispense, but in my travels I’ve cultivated one nugget of pseudo-wisdom: one surefire way to help yourself “make it” in the “real world” is something I like to call embracing your inner nerd. And no, I don’t mean buying yourself a pair of coke bottle glasses or quoting obscure books at your friends (trust me, it’s not charming). I’m talking about immersing yourself in something(s) you love that most people don’t spend a lot of time thinking about, making yourself knowledgeable, and letting your enjoyment of those things impact your life.
Nerds care about what matters and value people for who they are. It’s a major misconception that you have to be intelligent to be a nerd. Not so. I would probably fail an 8th grade science test, yet I’m as sincere a nerd as they come. Because that’s what counts with nerds—sincerity. It doesn’t matter if we’re interested in the same things; if I can see you’re genuine in what you care about and it’s close to your heart, I respect that. I have a friend who’s obsessed with all things Disney, another who unabashedly loves Sailor Moon, and even a friend who loses her mind over shows like Pretty Little Liars (hint: she runs this blog), and even though those things aren’t my particular cup of tea, those people are important to me because I value people who really, truly care about things. If any of these people, hearing me mock something they love (and despite my nerd-solidarity I tend to do this), said “No, you’re right, it’s dumb,” I would instantly lose some respect for them. I find that generally, people who can’t be sincere about something as simple as their interests will rarely be sincere in their relationships.
Oh yeah, remember that?
I actually am curious to see if anyone is still participating in the event tomorrow evening after all of the dramz. If you see it happening in your city, feel free to send pictures.
I’m pretty sure I haven’t heard anyone in Seattle talking about it the event unless it involved the scandal, but I guess we’ll see tomorrow!