Boy, did I need to be reminded of this.
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I have a really strong emotional attachment to my Starbucks guys.
Over Christmas break my BFF and I went to Starbucks at least twice a day. Before you roll your eyes, let me explain. We live on opposite sides of town so we would meet there in the afternoon, take one car to do whatever we were doing that day, and then go there again in the evening to either wait for plans to come together or to get the other car. This innocent habit turned into an addiction when we became friends with the “night-shifters”. I even gave them my real name (obviously, we became friends) which if you know me you know that’s a really huge deal. I don’t know, I just feel like I needed to explain why I drive 7 miles out my way to go to ~my Starbucks when there’s one down the street.
The definition of candid. It was Halloween and we saw a shooting star. This picture kills me.
Living in the desert has its perks. Views like this from the top of a parking garage.
Why do I do this to myself? Also, Kim Kardashian “designed” that necklace which is weird. Go, Kimmie.
If I had won the lottery.
I don’t even think it’s healthy for me to want something this much. And, to be honest, I’m starting small.
The PS1. And it wouldn’t even matter what color I got because I COULD GET ALL OF THE COLORS. However, let’s think practically and start with Midnight.
Sobbing. Literally sobbing.
Dinner with my sister.
“Are you paying for this?”
“I keep Splenda in my purse.”
“You’re being really annoying.”
“Binge and purge.”
“I bet the wine is already gone.”
“Can you imagine eating dessert right now?”
“Puking is such a huge deal to me.”
“She didn’t say happy birthday to me.”
“Is shrimp good for you?” “Yeah.” “Why, what’s in it?” “Shrimp…”
“It’s too bad you have kids.”
“I was like, depressed on Monday.”
“Just chug it.”
“He left to get laid. I was pissed.”
“Your hair looks so blah.”
“The science to it is a simple one: take your favorite garments from their respect genres—meaning, favorite top, favorite bottom, favorite shoe, favorite hair implant—and throw it all together. See what you get. Sometimes it works, often it doesn’t—and when this happens is usually the best. Still wear it.”
— Leandra Medine on feeling “blah”.
