Discovering & Rediscovering

Guys, I have to go back to work in two weeks. Help. I’m not ready. The United States is not ready. I’m still deciding on what to do. Meanwhile, I’ve been taking lots of long, luxurious showers and baths, perfecting the art of daily naps, celebrating the fact that leggings and sweatpants are not only acceptable, but the most appropriate choice, and signing up for way too many wine clubs.

I have purchased a stupid amount of drawer organizers, foot peels, deep conditioners, and canned goods. One day my cousins kept me hostage on a Zoom video chat for over an hour. I ended up enjoying most of it, but I’m not the type of girl who enjoys long phone calls with nothing to say. Even in quarantine. But I love them all madly, even in an annoying situation.

I have rediscovered salads. Salads with a mountain of olives and goat cheese and bell peppers. How/when did I forget my love of salads? Also my love of ice cream but let’s not discuss that. I have cooked just about everything that Chrissy Teigen has cooked on her Instagram stories, in addition to crepes. I don’t want to brag, but I’ve gotten really good at crepes. Now I’m trying to master fried chicken without frequently cooking fried chicken. How does that work?

One day I organized and cleaned out all of the kitchen cabinets, cleaned out the fridge, organized my kitchen gadgets, and ordered everything that I thought was missing. The next day I watched television for sixteen hours straight. I’m not exaggerating. I wish I could say that quarantine was making me super productive, but that would be a lie. Most days I’m just napping, scrolling Instagram, and eking out things that need to be done, like laundry.

The Bae ordered flooring for the basement, and I’m excited at the thought of a pretty, finished basement, but annoyed at having to help. I used to be really indignant during my teens when my mom would call me lazy, but now I’m just ready to accept it. I’m lazy. Don’t ask me to enjoy housework. It just ain’t gonna happen.

Flooring the basement is happening, though. So I’ve just got to suck it up. Since I’ve been exercising and stretching, my lower back has ceased to hurt so it seems I don’t have anymore excuses. I’m kind of shocked at the advantages of exercise, kids. Not gonna lie.

I think that’s all the updates I have for you today! I’ve gotta go build my immune system.

Bisous.

“I Just Took a DNA Test…”

I went to Music Midtown yesterday and saw Lizzo. LIZZO! I live and breathe for Lizzo. You guys know how I feel about Tracee Ellis Ross and Joanne the Scammer? That’s how I feel about Lizzo. I admit, it’s not the most cohesive group of favorites but what can I say–the heart wants what it wants.

Anyway, I saw Lizzo and I danced and sang the whole time and it was everything. Then Cardi B came out, and I did the same thing. I knew the words to every song and so did every single person around me. That’s a good time, kids. My body is sore and my voice is hoarse today, but it was worth it!

I received my order from Pattern, Tracee Ellis Ross’s hair care line! I just got it yesterday, so I haven’t had a chance to try it, but I think I will tonight. The only thing that can stop me is me falling asleep early and that’s a real possibility.

I bought two big mirrors for my place, guys! I’m really growing up and conquering my (completely rational) fears, right?! I bought one from Home Goods and the other from a thrift store. Might have to give the thrifted one a little love before I put it up, but that’s okay. I’ll be able to say “I’m restoring a vintage mirror” in conversation! That may sound extremely pompous and pretentious, guys, but I’m saying it anyway. In every conversation. Gonna find a way to sneak it in.

Okay, I’ve gotta go catch up on my beauty Youtuber videos for the week. I looovveee watching people apply makeup. I think it reminds me of watching my mom do it when I was younger. Speaking of my mom, I told her I was going to come over tomorrow and she told me to make sure that I’m not dressed like a pimp when I do. That’s what she calls it when I wear snakeskin boots or anything with fur or leather pants. I keep a straight face when she says ridiculous things like that, but I really do find it hilarious.

À bientot !

Keeping Busy

My dad had a stroke. I don’t know how that’s going to turn out and, as you can imagine, it’s rough. So I’ve been keeping myself as busy as humanly possible because when I’m not all the worst case scenarios swirl around in my head, and they’re just too much.

I ironed every sheet set in my linen closet. And I know it started as a distraction, but I really like the way crisp, ironed sheets look on a bed. Very picturesque–so of course I staged a photoshoot. But the lighting wasn’t the greatest and my angles were off, so I gave up and just took some photos of stuff around my house for Instagram. I love taking pictures and staging scenes. It really makes me forget about everything else going on around me.

Then I went to Target, and you’ll never guess–they now sell the robot mop I was looking for a couple of weeks ago! I bought it because…desperate times, desperate measures and all that. It’s pretty small, and I have no idea how long it’s going to take to clean my kitchen but I guess I’ll know that once I get it up and running. It’s still sitting in the box, because I’m just not in the mood right now. But I bet that trying to figure that thing out would take up a lot of brain energy, and that’s kinda what I’m looking for, isn’t it?! Okay…maybe I’ll set it up tonight and let you know how it works next time.

After I came back from Target, I went to Sephora’s website and ordered some stuff to take advantage of the VIB sale. They only have it twice a year, and I use it to buy all the stuff I love but deem too ridiculously priced to buy at regular cost. I’ve been so good this year with not spending all my money in Sephora. And it hasn’t been easy! But I’ve just forced myself to finish something before I buy/try something else and that has worked for the most part. I did become obsessed with cream blushes, so I have a lot of those. But I use a lot of those. One day a coworker told me that I looked sun-kissed and just off of vacation and that was only because of the blush I was wearing. It’s magical, kids. And now I’m obsessed. Follow me on my new skincare/beauty Instagram page (in the sidebar!) if you want to see what I’m buying/trying not to buy from Sephora!

Okay, that’s it. I’ve gotta go figure out some other stuff to keep me busy. Perhaps I’ll start reading another book. Or organize my car services/repairs binder that I’ve been meaning to do forever.

Bisous.

Rambles

I’ve read four books this year. Why am I letting my brain atrophy, you ask? There’s no acceptable reason, so I’ve made a list of the books I’m going to read through the end of the year. I’m looking forward to all of them, but mostly Travel Light, Move Fast by Alexandra Fuller.

Alexandra Fuller has become one of my favorite writers and I’m glad she has a new book! I hate it when I fall in love with an author and they stop writing. When I found Bill Bryson I greedily consumed every one of his books. Same with Peter Mayle, Caprice Crane, and Jen Lancaster (before she was unbearably obnoxious). And in the last few years, Alexandra Fuller. I still have a few books of hers that I have yet to read. I’m taking my time, though. I get sad when there are no more books to read by my favorite authors.

This morning I woke up really early to go to Target, and when I walked out of the door the humidity punched me in the face. I’ve been trying not to complain about the humidity because it makes my skin look plump and glowing and smooth with no effort. But it sucks for everything else. A couple of weeks ago I went to the apparel mart downtown and after finding parking, getting lost between the multiple buildings that make up the mart, shopping, then trying to find my parking spot I had to go home and shower again. In the middle of the day. The humidity is oppressive. Bring on October.

I did find some nice home decor items at the mart, though. I’m currently looking for a new desk, but I want to try buying a used one–or making one. My cousin is a natural with that kind of stuff and maybe I can get her to help. Or maybe her talent will rub off on me! Anyway, I went to Target this morning to see if they carried the robot mop. The Roomba vacuum is pretty life-changing, so I want the mop version, too. But it’s still relatively new, so I think I may wait until more versions have been released. Target didn’t have it anyway.

Okay, now I feel like I’m just rambling because I don’t really have that much to talk about! Next time I’ll let you know how I liked the book!

Bisous !