To be honest, we haven’t talked, period, in so long… but hey, life happens. I’ll tell you all about it in a few.
First, though, let me just tell you that if you, like me, have been living under a giant rock recently… you need to jump on the bandwagon with these guys – they’re called SWMRS. They put a gritty, edgy twist on pop-punk – or maybe a sweet, sun-drenched, melodic twist on regular punk? Hard to say exactly what it is, but I’m into it either way.
Check out their last album Drive North on spotify and let me know what you think!
The internet loves to talk about self care. What’s your self care routine? We ask each other constantly, as if looking after yourself is as simple as a nightly facemask and a cup of peppermint tea.
The truth is, self care comes in a million different shapes and sizes. Some nights it’s a cup of tea, and sometimes it’s a bottle of wine, ya know? Sure, taking a hot bath and spending the evening painting watercolours in your silky robe is an act of self love (I mean, if you’re into that kind of thing…). BUT it’s not always exactly the most practical option. We don’t always have the time or the funds to pamper ourselves — not in the ways that instagram would have us believe we should, at least. But does the fact that I work every day, or that I can’t afford to go on magical vacations and glamorous outings mean I can’t participate in the fun and fabulous world of self love?
Hell to the nah.
I find a lot of ways to love myself – some frivolous and fun, and some a little more practical. Eating a salad can be self care too, after all. SO, here we go; 10 ways to practice self care in the real world. Some of them require a little more time than others, but I promise you they are all very real, super cheap (or free), and incredibly satisfying.
✨ snuggle yourself into the covers and read your horoscope before you get out of bed. I like the astrotwins, but you have to find a source that works for you.
✨ drink a glass of water. Squeeze in a bit of lemon or toss in some mint leaves, if you can.
✨ put some oil in your hair. I am currently obsessed with this one because it smells amazing and is working wonders for my hair.
✨ eat something REAL. I don’t know about you but I tend to get caught up in life and forget about, y’know… food. Real food, I mean. Cook yourself a meal, make yourself a smoothie, or at least grab an apple.
✨ spritz yourself with your favourite perfume and throw on some lipstick. I don’t care if you’re doing anything fancy afterward or not, nothing will make you feel “together” faster.
✨ go for a walk. Maybe try some walking meditation, while you’re at it — or just throw in your headphones and turn your favourite song loud.
✨ answer your emails. Not exactly glamorous but as someone who currently has 126 unread messages in their inbox, I can tell you that it is a constant stressor.
✨ exfoliate. Am I the only one that finds exfoliating super satisfying when I’m having a bad day? It’s like you can feel the bullshit going down the drain.
✨ grab your journal, and leave your phone and your laptop at home. Take yourself on a coffee date and just write.
✨ paint your nails. Nothing like a fresh mani to make you feel like a whole new woman, am I right?
SO lovelies, tell me… how do you look after yourself when you have Real Life happening? Would love some things to add to my list.
I don’t know about you guys but when I get home at the end of a long day the last thing I want to do is go through some extensive skincare routine. Like, it probably should seem nice and refreshing and like an ideal way to prep for sleepy time but it just… isn’t?
That’s why I like to keep it as simple (and cheap) as humanly possible – difficult because my skin doesn’t love cheap products. SO after much experimentation here are my three favourite, SUPER gentle ride-or-die products… all under ten dollars.
1. I’ve tried a few different makeup removers, but right now I’m loving this micellar water from L’Oreal (9.99). I love this stuff because it’s soothing, refreshing, and takes off everything. It’s awesome because you don’t technically need to wash/rinse it off (in fact that whole point of micellar water is to keep your hard tap water from messing with your skin) – so if it’s really one of those nights you can just wipe and go, ya know?
2. Even though you don’t really need to, I always wash my face after I take off my makeup – it just makes me feel so ready for bed. I like Nivea’s gentle cleansing cream ($7.77) for this. This stuff is so creamy and smooth and smells so sweet – plus it’s pink so, like, #onbrand. On a serious note though this cleanser is amazing and feels so luxurious on your face.
3. I always finish with a bit of moisturizer and my honest to god ride-or-die is this $4 tube from St.Ives. It’s simple, unscented, and super gentle – plus it’s full of collagen, which theoretically will ward off wrinkles (although I’ve kind of accepted my wrinkly-forehead fate tbh).
That’s it! 99.9999% of nights I do these three things and then pass the heck out – and it seems to be working pretty well for me. If I really want to go the extra mile I’ll slap on a facemask before I shower — either a clay mask (which I will write about soon) or my all time favourite, straight up organic honey (so good for redness + inflammation!!!).
So there you go; if you’re broke and lazy like me, you can still be a dewy, glowing goddess — I promise! What are your favourite cheap skin care products? I’m always down to try something new.
TODAY, my dear friends, is the BEST DAY for music.
PARAMORE, my all time favourite band, have finally released their new album After Laughter and I am OBSESSED. Very 80s pop-y, perfect for angry car dancing/singing, and Hayley’s voice just keeps getting better and better. PLEASE listen to it, you need this in your life. I’ve been listening to it all day, and especially find myself going back to Grudges, Rose-Colored Boy, and Caught In The Middle. JAMS.
And then as if that weren’t enough – Harry Styles??? What is he doing. Why is he so incredible.
His solo debut (imaginatively named Harry Styles), is full of various vintage rock vibes,
hipster swag, and… I think I heard a mandolin? Just incredible. PLUS maybe I’m a little biased but I love the album cover. Not only do I love topless Harry Styles, but I too love to lie in massive pools of rose coloured water, wearing expensive necklaces and listening to classic rock on vinyl (which is what I imagine was happening when he took the photos that became the album artwork).
In between rocking the new paramore album I’ve been cranking up Carolina, Meet Me In The Hallway, and Woman.
Have you been jamming as hard as I have today? Tell me your favourite tunes!
I’m currently sitting in the airport in Victoria, waiting to board my flight home. I’m nervous – I have a connection to make and less than five minutes between my first flight landing and my second flight boarding – but cross your fingers for me. I don’t know what happens if you miss a flight and I truly do not want to find out.
I do a lot of things that might be considered “group activities” alone; I go to restaurants and coffee shops, I stroll through the museum, and I go to tons of concerts by myself. Sometimes — a lot of times, in fact — I prefer it that way. Once you learn to enjoy your own company, the world really opens up to you — but that’s a post for another time. For now all you need to know is that, done right, nothing is better than getting on an airplane at 7am…. alone. I’ve done it enough times to know! In fact I’m writing this from the aisle seat of a very uncomfortable airplane right now.
wish I was traveling in this much style…
I guess I should point out that this isn’t exactly a solitary travel expedition, nor is it a real “vacation” — at least if vacations, to you, involve a beach and the sun and a hot pool boy. I’m going home to Vancouver Island to visit my family.
No hot pool boys for me.
Still, this is not my first rodeo when it comes to flying solo. And it turns out solo is the very best way to fly, at least if you ask me. You have no one to keep track of, no one to slow you down, and you don’t have to… care about things? That’s the best part. Sure, change my seat. Yes, make me voyage across the airport to find a new gate. Fine, let the baggage carousel take 98389475 years. Who cares? I’ve got no one standing next to me grumbling. I can drag my ass through the airport at lightening speed and I’ve got nothing but time once I land.
I’m a very easy-going traveller.
ANYWAY, if you’re taking a solo trip, here are my tips to you.
✨ check in and pay to check your bags online. It’s easy and quick and when you walk into the airport you look like a damn frequent flyer because you know what you’re doing. You’ll get everything you need sent directly to your phone via email (or you can print it at home). A word to the wise — screenshot the emails in case you run out of data or can’t connect in the airport. Nothing is worse.
✨ Don’t stop for food until you’re past security. This may seem like a no-brainer, but turns out it’s not. You won’t be able to get through and find your gate with outside food and drinks, and sometimes you have a lot more frantic searching to do than you think, so hold off on that coffee just a few more minutes.
✨ Indulge in a trashy magazine (cosmo 4ever). You deserve this.
✨ get yourself a bottle of water at one of the little convenience stores by the gates. I always try to hold off — they’ll give you water on the plane — but I always regret it. Have it with you. Drink whenever you want. Control your own destiny.
✨ pack a hoodie in your carry on. No matter how warm you think you are, or how perfectly appropriately dressed you feel, a hoodie comes in clutch when you’re on a chilly plane, or when you need to squish something up into a make-shift pillow. Besides, it’s much cozier than whatever cool fashionable jacket you wore (me, today, denim).
✨ most importantly? Airports have a certain magic to them; there are a lot of big moments happening there every day and you kind of get the feeling that maybe you’re having one too. You could be anyone, going anywhere, sitting there waiting for your flight. Wear a cute (+ comfy) outfit, pack your laptop, sip a coffee and let your nails clack against the keyboard. Make everyone think you’re glamorous and important. You are.
My go-to flying outfit is stretchy black pants (ok, they’re leggings, but they have butt pockets so it seems acceptable), a big comfy t shirt (usually a band shirt because that’s the majority of my wardrobe, but today I’m sporting stripes), either a jean jacket or a leather jacket, and my favourite pair of Forever 21 booties. Annoying because I have to take them off to go through security (and no one even cracks a smile when I express my concern over their smell), but worth it because they would otherwise be taking up a ton of room in my suitcase, and they really pull an outfit together. The pros outweigh the cons in the end.
I’m excited for the trip home; it feels like a century since I saw my poor mom and my old friends (though it’s only been since Christmas). I love Toronto, and I wouldn’t trade my life there for the world, but it’s always kind of refreshing to go home and see people who have known me my whole life. You don’t realize what a big deal shared history is until you have it with no one; every story requires years of backstory, and most of the time it’s not worth it.
ANYWAY, how do you feel about traveling by yourself? Do you love the freedom and the mysterious aura that you seem to take on, or do you just die for someone to talk to in those hours that your phone is on airplane mode? Tell me all about it.
GUYS, yesterday I bought myself the best present EVER… Tickets to see the Maine on April 25th on their Lovely Little Lonely tour! I haven’t gone to a concert since last summer, so it’s TIME, y’all.
Anyway, I’ve loved the Maine for years, but this last album is shaping up to be the best yet. Angsty as always, fast and dance-able, and my favourite album artwork in a long time. The first song they released off of it, Bad Behaviour, was like the ultimate throwback to the good ol’ emo days, and Black Butterflies and Deja Vu, aka my current obsession, is unlike anything else I’ve heard before. I. LOVE. IT. Then today they released a song called Do You Remember (the other half of 23). Guess what? It’s also perfect.
The new album is out on April 7th, and until then they’re posting clips of the songs as a count down on their instagram – definitely follow them if you don’t already.
so? thoughts on the new tunes? thoughts on anything at all? how’s like? love me, pay attention to me.
It’s been a long, hard road but I have finally – FINALLY! – found the absolute best green primer in all the land. If you have redness that drives you nuts, then you have come to the right place because this is life changing.
….. okay I’m getting a little extra about the whole thing, but honestly I need you to understand how obsessed I am.
The primer is NYX colour correcting liquid primer in green. I bought it at the NYX store in the eaton centre for… 18.99 I think? In terms of NYX products it’s on the pricey side, but truly for me it is so so so worth it. Not only does it neutralize your redness BIG TIME, but it’s got a really shimmery luminous finish to it that will shine through your foundation and give you the most glamorous dewy look EVER. I used to be SO about the matte look because… I’m sweaty? and I thought that powdering my face like mad was the answer. But anyway I am officially so over it, and very much into the dewy sex bomb look. So yeah, if you are too, this primer + rimmel wake me up foundation (my drug store fave) is the ultimate combo.
On an unrelated note, I’m currently listening to a stream of Gala Darling and one of the Astro Twins talking about Venus retrograde. Fun because venus rules love/sex/etc (all the good stuff really), and everyone could use more of that. I am really into reading my horoscope and knowing what’s going on with the stars and all that, even though my horoscope never seems to be all that applicable to me – which is weird because the Sagittarius “profile” fits me so well? Anyway, who knows – it’s fun to read either way. I’m a sucker for anyone or anything telling me things about myself and/or telling me what to do with my life.