I haven't had the best relationship with "real" pants since the pandemic hit. Not that I really loved them even before that, but thanks to discovering the plethora of comfy sweatpants during quarantine (and gaining some weight), pulling on jeans nowadays literally makes me go, "Ugh." I knew I had to find a solution for this during the winter — because my usual layering of jeans over fleece tights was not happening — so I took a chance on a pair of fleece-lined leggings from Amazon, hoping they'd keep me warm in freezing temperatures and also be super comfortable. Read More...
Every time I show someone a photo of my “old” hair — that is, the long, curly, thick mane I had when I was 14 — they gasp. It looks totally different now, and will probably never look like is used to again. The reason, I believe, was because of a thermal reconditioning treatment I started getting in high school. Before I decided to get a straightening treatment, I struggled with my hair for years. Read More...
My mom and I are very similar. We look alike, we think alike, we share clothes, and we call each other at the same time way too many times to say it’s just a fluke (hey, it’s called telepathy). I am my mom’s daughter, so when I like something, I can be pretty darn certain that she will, too, and vice versa. And when she likes something, she knows I will likely approve of it as well. Read More...
