- When you’re running super late for work, but you still somehow manage to get there before your boss, so it doesn’t even matter.
- The moment when you’ve had to pee all night, so you finally get up and do it and then you get to crawl back into your warm bed.
- Taking off your bra after a long day.
- …and your pants.
- When your plane lands safely on the runway and you can let out a sigh of relief because you’re back on the ground.
- Getting out of the shower after a much needed scrubbing- nothing quite like that freshness.
- When you’re thinking about someone and then they text you in that same moment.
- Waking up after a night of drinking and realizing you’re not as hungover as you feared that you were going to be.
- When you have plans with someone and you really don’t feel like going, and then they text you and cancel.
- Finally getting that thing out of your eye that’s been irritating you for the last half hour.
- Waking up from a really lovely dream and remembering it!
- When you can’t play your music when you’re running errands, because you don’t have the right equipment, but then your favorite song comes on the radio.
- Opening your fridge after you went shopping the day before.
- When you accidentally leave the shades up, so you wake up with the sun shining on your face.
- Unexpectedly experiencing a pleasant scent you haven’t come across in a long time, especially if it’s one that reminds you of your childhood.
- When someone is really good at scratching your back.
- Hearing someone laugh to the point that it makes you laugh just by listening to them.
- Feeling your heart rate come back down to normal after you ran to catch a bus or a train or a plane and you get to sit down in your seat and relax.
- Changing the clocks ahead one hour in the spring and knowing that those super short, dark days are over for the time being.
- When there’s something you needed to get done that you really didn’t feel like doing, but you did it anyway and now you get to cross it off your list.
- The rush of relief you feel after you throw up from a bad stomach bug or hangover. So gross, and yet so much relief.
- When you’re in public and you remember something funny and you can’t help but start laughing to yourself.
- Discovering a new song you’re obsessed with and playing it over and over and over.
- Opening your underwear drawer and remembering that you have a bunch of different options because you just did your laundry.
- Watching something on tv and remembering you can fast forward through the commercials because you recorded it.
- When your boss asks you a question and you’re actually prepared with an answer and don’t sound like an idiot.
- Thinking you forgot to bring something important and then finding it in your bag after a brief moment of panic.
- When you’re sleeping next to your person and they hold on to you so tight.
- Seeing someone familiar when you’ve just moved to a new city.
- When you put on a song at a party and it seems to be the exact song that every other person at this party wanted to hear in this moment.
- Pouring a cold beer into a frosty mug.
- When you find out something really exciting, but you’re by yourself, so you kind of just make a tiny little squeal or flap your arms around.
- Going to sleep in your own bed after you’ve been out of town.
- Taking a sick day from work when you’re not really sick.
- Walking down a pretty street in the springtime when everything is blooming and the air is warm.
- When you wake up and think it’s time for work but then you realize it’s only three in the morning and you can go back to sleep.
- Taking off your wet socks after coming in from the rain or snow.
- Sitting down on the couch or taking a nice, slow walk after you just had a really good workout.
- Climbing into your bed after you washed your sheets and everything smells like fresh linen.
- Finding a crumpled twenty dollar bill in that jacket you haven’t worn in months.
- Getting a hand written note in the mail.
- Walking into work on the day before your vacation starts.
- Being in a social situation with a bunch of different people that you love being around.
- When you couldn’t decide between several different meals at the restaurant and then your food comes and you feel like you made the right choice after taking just one bite.
- Drinking a glass of wine at the airport bar, while you’re waiting for the trip you’ve been counting down to for months.
I’ll set the tone. Donnie and I have been together for the better part of 10 years (almost). Comfort levels have been well established — but instead of wanting to know how my day went, he wants to know the current standings of the NFL and instead of me asking how his big presentation went I check to see how many likes my staged picture on Instagram got. We just spent an hour making a beautiful meal (that I’ll Snapchat later) and have opened a bottle of my favorite wine to appropriately complement it. We sit down at the table with a candle lit and our iPhones remain as the third wheel. I’m eating with a fork in my right hand and scrolling with my left (I am not ambidextrous so you can imagine this is an easy task). I struggle, but manage.
But seriously! Do we ever fully return our undivided attention to our companion, or is half our brain still scanning the digital world for information? There is no rest for the screen-stimulated brain.
The more we allow our device to control our attention, the more we feel like we are missing out on something, and this is certainly not a feeling we welcome. Aside from life-and-death emergencies, and other such situations where we require instantaneous feedback, the information will be there whether we address our device every ten minutes, every hour, or once a day.
Have we totally forgotten our manners? Disengaging from the people you are sitting with at a dinner table is something our parent’s would shame us for.
1. Cell phones have become our crutch.
Not many people will argue this. Who wants to live with something you are utterly dependent on? Think about what we use our phones for now. Directions, browsing photos of strangers, checking the weather two weeks in advance, texting our friends, scheduling our lives, playing games, using Twitter, Snapchat, Facebook, the list goes on and on. Basically, our cell phones have become a one-stop-shop for everything we need to do in life.
Don’t get me wrong, all of the aforementioned things are essential to any person living a modern day life, but there are other ways we can go about completing these tasks. Ways that a more directly connected generation (reference your parents) had managed to live with.
Taking Pictures. Does anyone keep a photo album anymore? What if Facebook were to suddenly crash and all of the precious photos from your high school days were gone forever? I’d like to hold on to my memories of a 2007 toga house party, and that time I spent with my friends after prom!
Talking to friends. Call them, go visit them, have lunch or coffee with them. Conversation is stimulating. Wouldn’t you rather see their lovely face then read the words they sent you via text message? We too often pass up these opportunities to go be with our friend’s because of the simplicity there is in just texting them.
Scheduling. Write in a planner like your 10-years-old again. Call it an experiment.
Playing games. Go play Scrabble or get aggressive over a game of monopoly. There’s more competitiveness in it when you play with people and not just yourself.
Disconnect, I dare you.
2. Our poor children don’t stand a chance.
As technology continues to advance our children will become less connected on personal levels and more connected on technological ones. I think we’ve all made the joke by now that our kids will see an iPhone 5 the way we see Zack Morris’ prehistoric device. If that’s the case, what kind of unimaginable piece of technology will our children be using?
When I needed to do a school project, I went to the library on my bike and made copies of books and encyclopedias to paste on my poster board. My mom would patiently wait as I meticulously would hand write captions under my photocopied pictures. There were no easy answers that Google could provide.
If I wanted to see a friend from school, I picked up my home phone and called their home phone and asked their parents if they could come out and play. Or even better, I’d walk to their house and knock on the door. I feel like everyone knows a family now that doesn’t even bother with home phone because everyone in their unit has a cell phone instead. We don’t have a home phone- I wouldn’t answer it just like I don’t answer my door when someone knocks on it unexpectedly.
God knows my children are going to think I’m a fossil, or worse, they won’t even be able to comprehend why I would encourage them to do such things because by then cell phones will be so second nature. How can we be examples for our children when it comes to personal interaction if we don’t value these ideals ourselves?
3. There is so much natural beauty in the world that we are missing.
Vacations have become a way of clogging Instagram feeds that make non-vacationing people feel awful. You’re supposed to do that when you get back, remember? Vacations were designed for us to get away from our stresses and relax. My fiance once yelled at me for wanting to pull over the car on a road trip so I could take a photo of something. The response I got was a pained, “Ugh, can’t you just remember it?” The answer is yes, yes we can.
Go ahead; take some vacation photos for the previously mentioned photo album but please, can we spend more time going for walks, enjoying the company of our loved ones and soaking up the aura of beautiful landscapes with nothing more than our minds.
4. Nothing is private anymore.
Imagine our parents and their parents before them. They knew who they knew and that was it. A new face came with a one-on-one interaction. They went about their days for however many years and everything they ever did was for them, their families, and their friends to know about and remember. There weren’t 1,000 other people watching their every move. Unless you were of celebrity status, a life was a private thing. They had no idea what their sister’s friends girlfriends newborn looked like, nor did they care. They had no idea what the person in their English class looked like half-naked unless they took them on a date first. There was a whole world of things going on around them and they were blissfully unaware. Call it a mystery but look at this way, there was more to discover.5. We don’t know the last effects.
If it’s not enough that cell phones are unhealthy addictions, how about that they may be unhealthy to us in a physical sense. They create electromagnetic fields, and we haven’t lived with them long enough to determine the long-term health effects they may have on us. The hypochondriac in me panics a little every time my boyfriend puts his work phone and his personal phone in the SAME pocket. Here’s to hoping we aren’t making the same mistake we made with promoting tobacco 65 years ago.
I challenge you to put your phone down for an entire day. If you manage to live through it, put it down for an entire week. At least give yourself the opportunity to be independent and not have to succumb to a device for 3.9 years of your life.
You do nothing but talk about how great things were in the 90’s and how there will never be another decade like it. You can’t help but think your age group is superior to others, because it is. You know the 90’s decade was a fundamental piece in our history. You’ll never stop living in the 90’s because, why in the hell would you? Enjoy the nostalgia.
1. At one point, you were the proud owner of a bean bag chair. Or two. You may have even had some blowup furniture from Spencer’s (looked killer under a black light).
2. You probably had a blue, purple, green, or red transparent cordless phone. Mine was purple- green was sold out.
3. You still remember watching VHS tapes and the struggle of rewinding them. Blockbuster was a regular pit stop on your way home from school on Fridays. Also it was always a great night out walking up and down the aisles looking for something new to watch- only to get the same old movies you watched 100 different times.
4. You easily recall the sound of dial up internet and the hours it felt like trying to get online. Patiently waiting to hear, “you’ve got mail.”
5. Signing onto AIM was a daily regimen. Only so you could make a cool “away” status.
“if u WeRe hOmEwOrK, iD b doin U rite now ;)” Lord.
6. Britney was and is your hero and Queen. You still own all her albums as well, or at least you should. #teamBritney
7. You had the coolest collection of gel pens. They were absolutelyessential to your notes passed to your friends in class. Especially when you had a tablet full of black paper.
8. Your bedroom ceiling was decorated with glow in the dark stars and planets.
9. Pogs and slammers were life. I even had some from Ponderosa and Hillside Farm.
10. The Walkman was a staple piece in your outfit. I knew what clothing I could fit my CD player in or if I needed to grab my JanSport.
11. You’re still listening to Third Eye Blind, Matchbox 20, Alanis Morisette, Jewel, Pearl Jam, The Verve, Goo Goo Dolls, etc. because 90’s music is the only music worth listening to.
12. Your favorite Christmas movies: Home Alone, Home Alone 2: Lost in New York, The Nightmare Before Christmas, To Grandmother’s House We Go, Die Hard 2, and Dr. Seuss’ How the Grinch Stole Christmas (the original).
13. Your favorite t.v. shows include (but are not limited to): The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, Friends, Saved by the Bell, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Full House, Dawson’s Creek, Beverly Hills 90210, Clarissa Explains It All, and The Wonder Years.
If you were born in the late 80’s to early 90’s, you know you’re one of the lucky ones. There are a multitude of things that made the 90’s the best. And since Y2K didn’t wipe us out, may your mind live in this era forever.
I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve been to the beach, or been in the sun at all for that matter this past summer. I work full-time and my legs are so pale that they’re actually reflective on the rare occasions I do go outside during the day. I often get the itch to look like I spend eight hours a day sun bathing, never burning, and becoming as close to a “bronzed beach babe” as I can get.
When one of my bests was having her bachelorette party I tried to catch up to everyone else’s normal skin tones. I haven’t tanned in close to 10 years because my infant like skin tone doesn’t really like the sun. But I know that we would be outside A LOT and since the last thing I wanted to worry about was the sun-I decided tan. While I don’t condone this at all I needed a quick fix.
When you’re enclosed in a human microwave, left with nothing but your thoughts and the smell of your burnt skin- things can get pretty weird.
How many bare bottoms have been here today?
“I wonder if they ACTUALLY cleaned the bed?” It’s always a question but it never seems to stop me from laying my bare body onto the potentially infected surface. It usually pops into my head as I begin to feel the puddle of sweat forming underneath me- to the point where I worry if I need another towel.
Ew, why is the bed still warm?
Something about a cold bed is more comforting than an uncomfortably warm reminder that you weren’t the only naked person to lay here in the last 5 minutes.
What if I got stuck in here?
Whenever this thought crosses my mind, I have to lift the bed a little bit to make sure it’ll still open and will let me out. I don’t want to be the girl from final destination.
How long have I been in here?
I know only the first verse of Shake It Off is still playing but 8 minutes has to have gone by? At this point I start to get a bit squirmy- I never understood how people could doze off. Could you imagine if the had to wake you?!
Is it weird that I like the way tanning salon’s smell?
My calves are literally burning. And there is def a mix of burning skin and coconut radiating from my room.
Can the woman at the desk hear me talking to myself?
Yes- she can. She can also see that you keep opening the lid (like a can of tuna) checking to see if your stuck.
What would happen if there were cameras in here?
Someone would be really entertained- even though that is 100% illegal.
Maybe MTV will do show about it….
I hope I put enough lotion on. Maybe I should get out and put on more!
No matter how much you think you used, you should always use more.
Somehow its better and you get more tan. I feel like it’s like marinade on chicken.
If I lay facing left for a minute then I’m going to have to lay facing right for a minute, right?
Am I golden yet?
I’m a little less bronze goddess and a little more newborn baby pink but hey my little palm tree on my hip says that it’s working!
If I put my face closer to the bulbs will it tan faster?
NO! This theory is not a concept anyone should try.
I hope I don’t get that white line under my butt.
So I wiggle down a little bit to make sure my whole tush is tanned and toasty. Nothing like a burned booty to make you wish you had gone in the stand-up.
Who even invented Wink-Ease?
Eyewear for peasants
I love being tan!
I have to admit- it’s my clandestine lover.
I confess the depths of our relationship guiltily, in secrets. I know it can hurt me. I know our love may not end well. But I’m addicted. It feels so good I just keep coming back. Nothing can please me quite the same way. Nothing else knows just how to relax me, seduce me, slow me down. I feel so much prettier in the glow of our love. I radiate health. I look like I’ve just returned from a lazy sunny vacation.
BUT come summer, those of us who remain pale — by choice or by genetics — are going to be the lepers of the pool party. People will mock our pasty thighs and pink shoulders, and we’ll have to take it like adults because society still thinks we would be more beautiful if we sat in the sun until we were nice and golden-brown.
The whistle blows, double overtime is about to start, second round of sudden death. You’re exhausted but you know that you just need to give it your all a little while longer. The field looks bigger when there are only 7 of you. You’re wide open, receive a perfect pass, beat the defender and slam the ball into the back of the goal. You smile, jump high in the air and can’t wait to run over to where you know all of your teammates will be eagerly awaiting your arrival. The celebration is about to begin.
However, instead of playing for the gold at the Olympics, it was your final intramural game, winner gets a t-shirt that usually doesn’t fit. Your teammates have mismatched tees on- Nike isn’t sponsoring this and ESPN definitely isn’t covering your game winning goal but something inside drives you to compete to the best of your ability. It’s your love of the game- no one can take that away from you.
You will never have this feeling again, the rush of receiving a ball you never thought you could catch – your heart won’t beat with that type of adrenaline that comes with flying out on a corner after the final whistle blows. Nothing will feel like scoring that game winning goal taking your team into post season. For all of those who have loved and left our sports behind- this is for you.
I see you running your heart out on the field, your braid bobbing, your face all kinds of determined to win. You love to play and compete, and each game gives you a reason to stick with it and learn more. That’s your competitive heart—the desire to be the best. I have two important words for you.
The end comes quickly- I hate to sound like your mom’s weird friend but these days will go by fast. I miss the feeling of walking onto the turf, playing under the lights, hearing your name ring throughout the stadium, the genuine applause when your team takes home the win. I can remember it like it was yesterday- the rush of the wind as I stood on the field, adjusting my turfs and spandex, getting ready for that first whistle. I can hear the muffled mouth-guard shouts, the cheers, the voices surrounding me, pushing me forward. I remember the way the sun felt on my shoulders, the first major play I made, the jolt in my arms as I made contact with the ball as it floated perfectly to my teammate, my sister. It takes place now almost in slow-motion, coming to the realization that it’s all in the past.
Though it feels like you’ve been playing your whole life, and that you will keep playing forever, this is it. It isn’t bad, it’s beautiful. The memories, the games, the pain, the tears, the exhaustion, the fights, the friendships—they’re all meaningful.
Remember the rush you get as the ball hits the backboard, the ache in your body as your push yourself for just a few more minutes and flying as high as your wings will take you after a well fought victory. When you’re passing, receiving, hitting you’re unstoppable. You were never the best, the fastest, the most skilled but you loved this sport- it was a part of you. You won’t forget those days and the relationships you made with those girls you called teammates because at the end of it all they made you into the person you are today.
I never will forget how my stick feels in my hands- it’s like an extension of my body. I know it better then I know myself. The feeling when you step onto that pitch, you will look at the lights, memorize the way they glow on the faces of the crowd who are cheering for you, believing in you. It’s catching those familiar voices saying “that’s my girl!” there will never been another feeling like stepping off that turf and playing a flawless game.
My days are done now. I have played, I have practiced, I have pushed myself physically and mentally beyond my limits, I have succeeded, and I have failed. I gave everything I had to a game that could not be mine forever, but I don’t regret a single second.
Play with confidence. Play with heart. And don’t ever forget that these days will soon come to an end. So give it your all because these feelings don’t last forever.
Love that is true and pure and scary and exciting. I hope that everyone gets to experience it!
Music that makes you think and feel and breathe a little bit differently for a long time after you first hear it.
Champagne for no reason and that being weak in the knees is a good thing. Unless you are a runner, in which case I believe you need more calcium in your diet and maybe some physical therapy.
Sunday mornings, the rainy day kind when you lay about all day, with no plans or anything to do.
Friendships that have lasted through the ages.
There is nothing funnier than a dog with a stereotypical human name and that maybe Lindsay Lohan isn’t all that bad. I believe in good handwriting and manners and that sometimes, it is okay to leap before you look.
A good night with cheap wine and close friends will cure any heartache.
Having a road to drive where you can sing as loud as your voice will let you to your favorite songs.
Laughter and how it allows you to forget all of your worries.
The love you feel when all of your family surrounds you.
I believe that a head-back-excessively-loud-oh-my-God-people-are-staring full belly laugh arguably feels just as good as sex and that black is the most acceptable color for toe nail polish.
Life is a gift and you should cherish the people who walk in your life every day.
Learning from your elders. There is so much you can learn if we just listen.
Second chances for everyone.
Everyone should try to play an instrument at least once and that shoes should be optional during the months of May, June, July, and August.
Every life is equal and precious.
There are low points and high points in life but there is always a light to be found.
Mistakes will be made but I will try to learn from them.
Your hard work and dedication will pay off.
I believe that wrinkles are the human version of a tree trunk’s rings and that freckles and Popsicle stained lips are reminders of summer.
Work is not my world and it should not ever be. We need to stop and smell the roses a bit more.
There are such things as good hair and makeup days and when you have them together… Watch out world!
Beating around the bush is for pansies. (That was a pun.)
Confidence (not to be confused with cockiness) makes people more attractive
Everyone is free to love whoever they want just because it isn’t the “norm” doesn’t mean anything.
Stand up for what you believe in- no matter what.
Always keep dreaming and never letting anyone dull your imagination.
If we are doomed to become a generation that communicates solely through e-mails and text messages we may as well make them witty and worth our while. Speaking of wit, I wholeheartedly believe in it; not only keeping them about you but also having a quick one.
Grilled cheese and vodka — not necessarily together though either goes great with pretty much anything.
There are good people and bad people in this world but everyone should be given a chance to prove themselves but I also believe in karma.
We are made up of bits and pieces of the people around us.
Just remember to always stay true to what you believe in and never let anyone make you feel as though you’re wrong!
A dogs intuition in never wrong.
Find a person who makes you feel your best every day- and marry them.
I have come into a recent phase of my life called “adulting” where apparently you have no money, your house is always dirty and time goes double the speed it did when you were in college. I can never seem to get it all done. I leave work at 5 get to the gym for 5:30 and I’m home around 7:00. I immediately take my bra and pants off make myself dinner and before I know it it’s 2:00 AM.
So apparently there is an option to wake up early, which certainly has its benefits. Thomas Jefferson once said, “The sun has not caught me in bed in 50 years.” Let’s just say that the principal author of the Declaration of Independence knows something about achieving success.
I’ve never been a morning person. I can sort of understand why one might wake up early for mimosas or Christmas but really there is no other reason. However, things need to get done and leaving myself only an hour to wake up, get ready and get to work is not good for my stress levels or outfit choices. So I’ve decided to tack on a little more time to my morning routine.
First get yourself to actually wake up. I’m not expecting myself to immediately have a pep in my step and a song in my heart but I have to work up to that point. That’s like a person who never ran before being the first on out of the gate at the New York Marathon. Slow down, we can’t shock your soul into actually doing things. While this might not be the easiest to do, especially for my night owls, it does have its perks!
Wake Up With the Sun
One of the best things ever is to actually see the day begin. Watch as the sun gradually rises over buildings, bridges, bodies of water, and just soak it in. It gives you a sense of connection to this world we live in, and an appreciation for the little things we may overlook from time to time.
Coffee Tastes Better in the AM
This is not based on science but from a girl who can drink coffee, all day every day, morning coffee is different. You’re relaxed, stress levels are minimal and you have a few moments to get lost in your own mind, it’s as good as it gets. There’s no rush to put in your order; there’s no hassle to transport it out into the world; there’s no rush to get caffeine induced into your mind – it’s just that perfectly poured cup of coffee in your hands to hug and drink at your leisure.
The Calm Before the Storm
It’s a crazy-busy-always-on-the-go type of place here, and the hustle and bustle is right around the corner. But, before all of that, there’s a silence in the city that only happens while many others are still asleep in bed. It’s a different world – a different experience – and it’s worth spending a few minutes of your time to acknowledge it. You’ll discover something new about your city that not everyone does.
There are only twenty-four hours in a day, we know this. It’s science. However (and this part, I can’t explain to you), when you wake up earlier, the day feels longer – you sense that you have more time. You can spend that time in the morning doing what you want, however you want, and free up time later for whatever it is that’s extremely-pressing-but-you’re-totally-swamped.
Mental Preparation For the Day
For me, there’s nothing worse than walking to work feeling like you’re entering a warzone. Getting whiplash from work emails/requests/clients/colleagues is painful. Truly. Okay, so you can’t always control this. BUT! If you can get your brain started a bit earlier, you’re mentally ready to take on what the day brings. It seems less like an attack, and more manageable when you’ve had time to gradually stimulate your mind.
New Look on the Day
We’re all a little bit crabby when we first wake up – sleeping is wonderful, I completely get that. However, that doesn’t change regardless of what time you wake yourself up. I’ve found that my days start off on the right foot when I’ve had time to prepare for the day ahead. Stress happens, yes, but if I can make sure I’m ready to rock and roll before diving head-first into the day…I’m more optimistic on the day’s events. If you can get yourself up and running earlier than usual, it’s sort of like stretching – you ease into it all. And you’d be surprised how well-equipped you are to bob and weave.
I love fashion and clothes and seeing what is new but there are days I hate getting dressed. But since that is illegal I forge on. This is when I come to the realization that I am completely bored of my wardrobe. Most of the time a quick fix is buying something new but more often than not it’s not the most practical option. Really, it’s just like any relationship where we need to bring that spark back! It’s time to get over that hump.
More is NOT Better
Most girls dream of a Carrie Bradshaw closet. I mean with so many choices getting dress should be a breeze right? Um no. I feel like less is actually more when it comes to your wardrobe. If you haven’t touched some items within a year- your closet might be in need of some weeding.
One of my tips is to take a bin and fill it with all the clothes you don’t wear. Yes this includes those sentimental pieces, items you’ve once loved and those “one day” clothes too. Close that bin and tuck it away. When you don’t reach for those clothes in over six months get rid of the whole lot. Give to friends, donate to charities, consign and for those pieces that can’t be saved- toss ‘em. When it comes to sentimental clothing, you need to learn how to separate emotions from the material items.
If you buy clothes every weekend- you got a problem. New should not equate to better. The thing is with shopping regularly, fashion starts to become more about having something new then the actual clothes. So, when you don’t have anything new to wear, you’re bored. You’re chasing the temporary high of having new things rather than appreciating and loving your wardrobe.
Look at your wardrobe and take a look at your favorite pieces. You know the ones that always look good, the ones that are comfy and make you confident. Take the common denominator and base a wardrobe around that. Some people like bright colors while others love different angles. Just take what you love and work with it.
Did Your Style Change? I hope so!
Maybe you’ve grown out of your youthful clothes and are going for something more mature, or maybe you’ve strayed away from loud prints are heading into a neutral zone, who knows! One thing for sure is that pieces you’ve labelled “not my style anymore” can still be incorporated into your current style in some way but it takes a bit of work. Maybe you don’t wear graphic tees anymore because they just aren’t “you”. Well make them blend into your current wardrobe- add a blazer or a full printed skirt- plus Pinterest is a huge help in creating outfits you could never conjure up yourself
Same Old Combos.
Most of my issues comes when I’m running late. It’s easy for me to fall back on my favorites. Have to be somewhere in 10 minutes- I grab that go to tee and throw on my favorite jeans and wear them together for the hundredth time. No wonder I’m getting bored. You need venture into the depths of your wardrobe and find new clothing combinations that you haven’t tried before. Ever worn a dress as a skirt? Take that chambray shirt and throw a vintage tee underneath? Always wear the same top with those high-wasted pants? Grab a crop top and show off some skin! So by all means pull out that fave top, but be sure to push yourself to wear it with something you’ve never worn before. Just try the combination on and you might be surprised!
Buy What You Need
If it’s cold and miserable outside and you’re sticking with the same old comfortable clothes, then you might need to think about buying some more stylish comfortable clothes. For example, instead of your plain old crew cut knit you’ve had for years go for this season’s highly coveted trend. If that isn’t your scene try new cuts, hems or styles.
Being bored of your wardrobe could come down to the fact that you’re buying things you like, but not the things you need. With a clear idea of what you need in mind, you can aim to buy things that you both like and need. So take note next time when you you’re looking for something that isn’t there in your wardrobe. If you don’t have anything that goes with those high-waisted palm print culottes, then find something that does!
Do you get bored of your wardrobe? What do you do to overcome it?
You going to take pictures of everything all night?
Yes I am and one day you will thank me for it. To remember the Christmas we could wear flip-flops or the last time Uncle Joe sang Ava Maria. Pictures allow us to remember the details of every human and event [that we want to] in our lives. One day these trivial details will have left our memory to be filled with more recent and perhaps more pleasant thoughts but we should never forget the people and times that developed us to become who we are.
Anyone who has met me will probably label me as one of those girls who loves taking pictures, and don’t get me wrong, I do. If you personally know me, it’s clear I like to capture every single moment — from what I eat, to what I wear and to where I go. Though I may say I do it to decorate my shelves with framed photos, sometimes post albums on Facebook or have options on which picture to post on Instagram, the real reason is my fear of forgetting or having those we have lost, be forgotten.
There will be a time, when places and people of my past will no longer be able to be visited but with photography we can always go back to an exact moment in time.
There are days you wish you could hold on to and with your camera, you can. I’m as interested in capturing our mundane routines as I am in capturing holidays and special events. Taking pictures helps you to hang on to those memories a little longer. There are images that can transport you to a different time and place. I love being able to express myself through my camera. I use it as an extension of myself to tell stories that people want to hear and remember.
I have this mentality that maybe if I just took as many pictures as I could of everything and everyone, I would somehow remember it all and those who have left this world would never be forgotten. I look on at the people that I love and laugh at the silly candid’s or yearn for the days I could hear my grandmother’s voice again. But all that is left are the documents that we hold on to.
I’ve realized that as our memory fades, photos become anchors to life events. I used photos to help fill in the blanks and to keep memories from evolving into happenings that didn’t really happen or spark details that may have been forgotten. I live my life through the lens of a camera because that is how I want to see the world I live in. Yes I need to have my camera, yes it will be in your face, if you don’t like it maybe you aren’t meant to be documented in my life.
In the distant, very distant, future when I become a mother, I want my children to know how I grew up and how lucky I was to have special people in my life. I want them to see how the relationships I had with these people helped me to become the person that I am or will be. The most important thing is to capture the moments that make us smile, make us laugh, make us happy.
My camera is a diary that captures everything from my bare feet in the sand to Wyatt sleeping on his bed to my mother decorating cupcakes as she laughs in the dining room. I take pictures because I love it and it’s that simple. Moments are fleeting, people come and go but worst of all time passes quickly before your eyes.
Photography should make you feel something, anything, whether it be good or bad. This past year I have documented anything that I wanted to with my Polaroid. Close to a hundred pictures I can physically hold and look back on. I go into 2016 with the same fun project to document my favorite people, events and places. This goes against all of the “live in the moment people” but this is how I live and relive the moments of my life.
Why shouldn’t we take pictures of ourselves? Why shouldn’t we share with the world a picture we look good in? People who aren’t a fan of selfies are haters and in the immortal words of Taylor Swift they’re gonna hate hate hate hate hate! So let them and selfie on!
We belittle those who post pictures of themselves yet those same people complain that girls should “be more confident”. So to that I say, let them take pictures! I love when my friends post candid pictures even if they are “staged candids”, all my millenials know what I’m talking about. Pictures of you are the best because it shows a true smile and the quirky, flawless you.
I want to see my friends and what they look like in the here and now! I don’t get to see them everyday so this is a nice trend we started here! I don’t want to see a picture of mountains or a sunset because honestly I could probably see better ones off of Google images! I want to see your beautiful self and what you do throughout the day.
In lieu of a boring status update about your delicious dinner or the restaurant you’re at, share a photo of yourself staring lovingly at your ice cream sundae or sitting next to your best friend enjoying a martini from your favorite bar. This selfie communicates so much more than a status could: what you look like, your expression, who you’re with, where you are.
You look perfect, yes it’s staged but what pictures aren’t? So what you put a filter on everything and highlight your eyes? It’s still you! The selfie is breaking down the barriers of what it means to be beautiful. The media’s narrow definition of beauty is being challenged by people who don’t fit that mold. We’re constantly encountering images of people of all shapes, sizes, skin colors and gender identities — and they look amazing. They chose to post these images because they love themselves
So share your selfies because I want to see you and meet you! Tag them to Instagram at #TOGselfie! Comment below on what you think of the selfie generation! I can’t wait to hear!