Bangarang, Peter Pan.
The Wind and The Wave- “My Mama Said Be Careful Where You Lay Your Head”
Young Rising Sons- “High”
Ha Ha Tonka- “Usual Suspects”
ODESZA- ”Memories That You Call (feat. Monsoonsiren)”
Tom Odell- “Another Love (Zwette Edit)”
David Guetta & Showtek- Bad (feat. Vassy)
Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band- Night Moves
Craig Campbell- Keep Them Kisses Comin’
Jamie N Commons & X Ambassadors- Jungle
John Mayer- XO
Nicki Minaj- Pills N Potions
Royksopp & Robyn- Do It Again
Tiesto feat. Icona Pop- Let’s Go
Bleachers- I Wanna Get Better
We Are Twin- The Way We Touch
Peter Gabriel- Solsbury Hill
Sam Smith- Stay With Me
Kongos- Come With Me Now
Neon Trees- Sleeping With a Friend
The Wild Feathers- The Ceiling
Thao and the Get Down Stay Down - We the Common (For Valerie Bolden)
Neon Jungle - Braveheart
Ray LaMontagne - Supernova
The Black Keys - Fever
Say Lou Lou - Better in the Dark
I haven’t stepped inside a gym since freshman year of college when I would spend 20 minutes on an elliptical and sit on a mat for another ten. I couldn’t even spell the word ‘elliptical’ just now- I relied on autocorrect. I’m a sham.
My CEO’s receptionist even asked why I was wearing pajamas in the office at the end of the day. Let’s be clear, I wasn’t fooling anyone. I spent 10 minutes of the 15 minute walk trying to figure out how I could get out of my promise to go with my coworker.
Honestly, though, for how much I whined, and how miserable I look in my photo, and how loudly I groaned at the Blink Gym employee who welcomed me, I felt better afterward. I even walked 14 blocks home when I got back to Hoboken and got a protein smoothie.
Today I ate 7 chicken nuggets, a dump of mac n’cheese, and gnawed on chips, though, so- two steps forward, one step back.
Oh, did I tell you I moved to Hoboken? And got promoted? And basically got my shit together? And am turning 27 soon?
Maybe another time.
John Newman- Losing Sleep
Tom Odell- Another Love
Neon Jungle- Trouble
Jhene Aiko ft. Kendrick Lamar- Stay Ready
I don’t often spend more than $10 or $12 on beauty products (Momma didn’t raise no fool), but there are two I use that are worth the money, hands down.
The first is They’re Real Mascara by Benefit. I love love love this mascara. I love mascara in general, and usually have about four different kinds on hand, but this is the best I’ve ever used. I’m always in search of the false eyelash look, and considering I’m too terrified to put glue anywhere near my eyeball (can you imagine?), this is a nice alternative. Plus, it deters me from curling my lashes, which, until recently, was a favorite pastime- albeit, a slightly dangerous one that cost me a few precious lashes.
The second beauty product I can always justify dolling out the dough for is perfume. I’ve had long standing love affairs with different kinds over the years, but none have ever “stuck” to become “my scent.” Now, I think I’ve finally found one: Oscar de la Renta’s Live to Love. It’s a nice mix of musk and floral, the bottle is super pretty, and even though it’ll cost a pretty penny, the scent lasts. It’s the kind of perfume that’s not overpowering, but perfect for nice occasions, or even just an everyday smell. The trick is finding it in stores. So far, I’ve only ever been able to track it down in Lord & Taylor.
So there you have it- the only two beauty products I’m willing to spend money on, perfume and mascara. Fake it till you make it.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m a mess at being a twentysomething woman because I don’t know what shallots are and refuse to spend $120 on a shirt at Madewell because, Jesus, that’s a lot of money for a piece of fabric. And then I think that there must be people out there who must shop at DSW with $10 coupons just about as much as I do, and even Jennifer Lawrence probably doesn’t know what a shallot is (but she’d want me to eat one because SCREW SOCIETAL PRESSURES!), and I feel better.
And if anything else gets me down, I remember that people like Kanye West exist and it’s not possible to approach life nearly as wretched as he does every single day.
So there you have it. I don’t know what shallots are - but J. Law probably wants me to eat them- and I tackle life more like Macklemore than Kanye West.
This post went in circles.
Don’t put any of this on my tombstone.