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4.29.2014

I'm Enthusiastic About: The Gym…A.k.a The Story I Never Thought I'd Write…Ever.


The "Let's Be Adults" journey continues with 18 days off of cigarettes and over 3 weeks of visiting the gym under my belt. To add a dash of rebellion to my newfound, responsible ways, I've added a splash of peachy-pink to my hair so as not to take myself too seriously…though this is starting to fade pretty quickly. Womp.

Anyway, I want to start by getting something straight. I have never been a gym person. I have always been a workout-DVD-hide-in-the-comfort-of-my-own-home-go-to-an-occasional-dance-class-to-stave-off-boredom-or-try-something-from-Groupon kind of person. True, I went on a Bikram yoga bender for a few months back in 2012, but realized that though I enjoy the feeling of accomplishment at the end of those sessions, there was something about being flanked on all sides by hot (and I mean temperature here), sweaty men who were all taller than me that would send me into these anxiety tailspins. Something akin to "omg, I can't breathe. OMG. Am I going to die right now? I feel like I might black out. It feels way hotter than it's suppose to be!!!"

4.27.2014

Sunday Styles no. 58


It's been one of those weeks, folks. A lot of work, some traveling for work, some perusing houses on the market…also, losing a house we wanted because we didn't move fast enough on it. So on, so forth. The trials and tribulations of adulthood. At least once a day, I still feel like throwing my hands up, building a blanket fort to hide in and spending my days with coloring books…maybe holding an impromptu tea party once in a while for me and my dog with imaginary cakes, obviously. No need for grocery shopping and less clean-up.

So, this Sunday Styles is dedicated to KISSing…as in "Keep It Simple, Sister." (The "Stupid" has been edited because I don't think you're stupid and, well, I think of you all as my Internet sisters in one way or another - was that too mushy? Whatever. Live with it. I'm an affectionate person.) That and the perfect Los Angeles weather. (Sorry, I swear I don't mean to be rub it in. I love NYC in the spring!)

4.20.2014

Sunday Styles no. 57


Firstly, Happy Easter! I don't celebrate it, but I hope you're all eating great food in good company or, at the very least, loading up on candy eggs and posing with men in rabbit suits to celebrate the occasion.

Yep. An entire week without a blog post since last Sunday. Trust me, I'm riddled with guilt, but I've been going through some serious mental, emotional, and physical housecleaning. Hence, the break I took this last week.

4.13.2014

Sunday Styles no. 56


Well, can't really talk too much today. As you can see, Mr. Merlin is sporting his oh-so-fancy cone. Reason being, last night we caught him gnawing at his back paw and by the time I got it out of his mouth I realized one of this toes was basically raw and super-inflammed.

4.10.2014

Brain Food: The Art of Racing In the Rain


Have you ever bought a book that you were so excited to read, you could barely stand it? That you told yourself you would hold off on reading until you finished the book you're currently reading…until you're done with a project so you can devote some time to it…until you're poolside on your mini-vaca. My case was the latter.

4.08.2014

So, This is What 33 Looks Like: 33 Life Rules


Here it is. 33 years on this Earth, staring you in the face. I'm still in a strange state of shock…33 is not old in my book by any means. However, I didn't think I would ever see my 20's go, so now that I'm well into my 30's I feel kinda weird.

Something about still feeling like a kid…except these days I get sleepy at 10pm and have more life planning apps than gaming apps on my phone. I guess getting older happens while you're not paying attention, but I suppose it's better than sitting around and grieving the passing of time. Screw that.

So, this post is dedicated to a few things I've learned in the past 33 years. Rules to live by that I've collected over 17,344,800 minutes and counting. Ready? Here we go:

4.02.2014

Brain Food: Hayao Miyazaki's The Wind Rises


Ok, let me start off by saying that I'm a HUGE Hayao Miyazaki fan. If you've never heard of him, drop everything and go watch all his films. If you don't have an entire week or two to dedicate to the most amazing animated movies you've ever experienced, hold on till the end of this post to read my top 10 favorites.

Hayao Miyazaki is a visionary (director, animator, illustrator, produced, screenwriter, so on, so forth) and has held me in this kind grasp since I was about 5 years old with his numerous movies ranging from the coming of age story of a witch to the defeats and victories of a warrior princess to the tale of a famed pilot who is cursed to look like a pig. The list goes on, but one thing is for sure…every film had a lesson. Every film tapped into that sweet elixir of childhood wonderment while also carrying the heavy weight of the human condition.