There are certain times in a person's life when they feel truly triumphant. Where, everything that you worked for or hoped for came to fruition in the exact way that you wanted. For me, it was graduating law school and passing the Bar, or seeing my huge round face in a glossy magazine, or making the perfect pepper sauce that will make you cry once it touches the tip of your tongue. Those times are very few and far between so when they occur you have to enjoy and revel in the glory. And that's exactly what I did when I was roaming around LinkedIn and saw my beautiful ex-crush. Once upon a time, I had emailed him to confess my love and to humbly suggest that he dump his hot girlfriend to be with me. I never saw him again after that. Maybe because he thought I had made things a little...awkward? Or maybe he's still mulling it over. It's been about 8 years, so hopefully I'll receive an extremely well thought out response from him any day now. But, after all these years, imagine what I felt when I saw that my beautiful ex-crush, who caused me to listen to 3000 hours Janis Joplin in the dark while smoking cigarettes is now...wait for it...FAT! Fat. Fat, and lives with his parents, is single and nobody loves him. That's right, everything that a girl ever wants to happen to her ex-crush that crushed her, happened to him! I feel like I'm living an urban legend. So the lesson to be learned here is to always keep the faith because you never know; your ex-crush could be sitting around totally fat right now too, just waiting for you to discover him.
Yesterday I went out to pick up some take-out when I realized that I was dressed like a yuppie hobo. That is I looked like a hobo, but a hobo in a Northface jacket, oversized wind pants, and flip flops. The whole time when I was ordering my Pad Thai, I was wondering if anyone even knew that they may have seen me in a past copy of InStyle Magazine. Then the guy called out my number but I didn't notice so he screamed "girl in the big pants, this one's yours" and I realized that nope, nobody knew about that InStyle thing. I wasn't sure at the time if I should be proud or ashamed about this, but upon reflection I think I know the proper feeling now. #can'tbeproudinwindpants
When it comes to gifts, and receiving gifts from my husband, we have decided on a really great system: I tell him what I want and he goes out and gets it. Sometimes, I'll even go out and get it because how does a guy who wears only skinny jeans and tshirts know where to find Maison Martin Margiela duster rings? He doesn't know. What he does know is where to find wireless speakers. And that's what happened to me our first Christmas together before our "system". Lets be honest, I need Big Blue Live speakers like I need a space suit and I am no astronaut. After that, there was no way I was going to let wireless speakers happen to me again. Sure, I'll never get the rush of opening a surprise gift, but trust me, I'm definitely not complaining about it, because I'm too busy hanging out in my Margiela rings and Rodarte necklaces. Which is really what counts anyways--the fact that I got the stuff, I mean the thought...and the stuff.
***Cuyana has made it even more easy to get what you want by having the great idea of "hinting" cards. You can look like you're not totally being rude asking for a present, by asking for a present via the hinting cards. So, put in what you want in the card and then slip it to your loved one and then a pretty orange box with your Cuyana goodies will arrives. Why have 4,568 candles, coffee mugs, or socks when you can have one amazing alpaca wool cape? Check out their site for more chic gift ideas!
If you're going to potentially meet Will.i.am, you should most definitely wear some badass accessories, because there is a definite chance that when you meet him, you will become "cuff buddies" with him and then he'll tell you that you "look like a fashion blogger". Thanks Will. I can't really say more right now because I'm really busy putting on my huge red badge of cool that he gave me.
Also, check out his new smart cuff (#notawatch) called Puls that will be available around December. You can see how it looks on the man himself at the bottom of the page...with me his new "cuff buddy".