It was the best croissant breakfast sandwich of my life. Continue reading “[Eats] Garden Brunch Cafe- Nashville”
Am I the only one who has been through a million different pre-workouts? Whats awful is that it is virtually impossible to get samples, and the bros over at bodybuilding.com will recommend pretty much anything with a caffeine content over 150mg. I’ll save you the BS, and Continue reading “[Fitness] Pep Test Bulk Preworkout”
Everyone needs a black athletic bag. More importantly, a black athletic backpack. If you wear athleisure as much as I do, you know Continue reading “[Wardrobe] Adidas Originals Retro Backpack”
People. The day has come. A sleeveless lulu crop top!
*sounds the bells*
I’m always on the hunt for new napkins. See, you can buy a cotton crop shirt anywhere. And I ain’t knocking them because I own more than a few, and they look damn good. But ever since I bought Napkin 1.0, I have a new requirement that I just cant live without. Continue reading “[Wardrobe] Lululemon Arise Tank Review”
*If you aren’t familiar with asian beauty skincare, check out my post “Asian Beauty 101” before you keep reading. *
I first learned about “Asian Beauty” in October 2016. I have never had bad skin; that is, I have never been terrorized by my skin to the point where it became a daily issue I thought about. Until Summer 2016. I describe my skin type as Continue reading “[Skincare] My First Asian Beauty Haul”
The motherfucking Napkin.
I was never one to wear crop tops. Between high school dress code and a diet of chicken tenders and fruit snacks, it never occurred to me that bearing half of my abdomen in public was even an option. But this is pre-2013 we’re talking, and for those who remember (HA!) Continue reading “[The Tea] The Napkin,”
Welcome to The Glo Up. It’s about time. At the beginning of 2017, I told myself as I do every Jan 1st, “This is going to be your year”.
And it has.
Here’s what happened. I got tired of seeing people on the gram and Facebook with the optimistic attitude, crucial summer internship, perfect highlight, and not being able to relate. I was never particularly stylish. By the time I figured out what the cool new shoes were, they were damn near phased out. I washed my face with dial soap and didn’t think twice about it. I asked people how they were doing but could never really listen for more than 3 minutes. I guess you could best describe my attitude as unbothered. And that’s not bad, but it sure as hell wasn’t enough.
So I stopped worrying about what other people think of me just enough to start being myself on 1000. I don’t have to preface every question I ask with a timid “I’m sorry, this may be dumb but…”. I do my best to put in the work for what I want, and not ask for favors. I can go a week without wearing makeup, or walk into the gym in a full face, and give an equal amount of fucks. (Zero). There’s nothing wrong with spending 5 consecutive hours on your couch watching Netflix with a pint of ice cream, and theres nothing wrong with wearing heels even though everyone else is wearing flats. Do you.
But all this fitness stuff… beauty stuff… spiritual stuff… it’s so much work!
Yeah, and thats exactly what I love about it. I’m not the type to sit around staring at a wall all day during my free time. If I’m going to pour my time and attention into something, why not myself? That’s not to say this is a self-absorbed lifestyle per se. My inner beauty glo- service to others, spiritual growth, practicing kindness and tolerance- is even more important than my outer beauty glo. But there is something so magical in admitting, just for once, you care! I love shaving 20 seconds off my mile time and thinking “daaaaamn olympics 2020 we comin’ for you”. I love walking past the mirror and thinking “wow… I think I finally got this color combination thing down!” I love being able to throw a stranger a full smile and be okay with whatever response I get- positive or negative. I love letting shit slide right off my back, and I love to stunt. Ain’t nothing wrong with a try hard. What else do you call spending 15 minutes filling in one damn eyebrow? Embrace you. Be unapologetically yourself. Glo the fuck up.