Some Shameless Self Promotion

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At the moment, I’m sitting and typing in Principles of Biochemistry.  It’s okay though, I’m very familiar with Gibbs free energy.

And I want to familiarize any readers with something that I’m extremely excited and enthused about.  That’s right: it’s time for some shameless self promotion.

No, I haven’t written a book. Or a screenplay.  I haven’t even run a marathon.

But my first perfume was released today for preorder online in partnership with the 100% natural and sustainable startup, Saint d’Ici. Continue reading “Some Shameless Self Promotion”

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Seven Favorite Movies

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I’ve decided I’m going to write this post after feeling challenged by this youtube video from Shmoes Know, one of my favorite movie-related youtube channels.  Which should be another list.

The idea of writing a list of my top seven movies is horrifying to me.  But it’s also an oddly exciting challenge.  But I’m sure I can’t do it without regret and self-blame (because of those poor sad rejected favorites- how will they forgive me?!)

You know I love making lists, right? Yes, I know it’s the whole point of this blog, but I’m just checking.  I have an Excel spreadsheet of movie ratings.  From 1-5.  It’s been a while since I went through and edited to reflect current preferences, but as it stands now, there are 81 ‘5-star’ movies and 312 ‘4-star’ movies. Continue reading “Seven Favorite Movies”

Shopping: Stitch ‘n’ Bitch

A few disclaimers before we get into the meat and gristle of this here post. 1) I do know that I’m stealing the title of this post from a book (Mom’s a big knitter- go check out Stitch ‘n Bitch: The Knitter’s Handbook by Debbie Stoller on amazon) and 2) have I been talking about shopping and fashion a bit too much recently? I don’t think so, but I’ve some movie and book lists on the burner.

I’m not a very crafty person.  My idea of DIY is more my Dad’s (power tools for the win!) than Mom’s (knitting and quilting) but I do have a great appreciation for handiwork.  Particularly when that handiwork hits just the right balance between the tenderly personal and the gleefully subversive. Continue reading “Shopping: Stitch ‘n’ Bitch”

Wear What: Paris

This is extremely cliche.  The whole legendary chic of the Parisian woman is very cliche.  So of course I was very serious to go to the city and examine these mythical women like Elodia plant cells under a microscope.

An aside: I’ve seen a lot of love for Elodia on baby name websites. Does nothing for me (except remind me of high school biology, which was great, but not that great).

Okay.  So first to “debunk” the myth of the chic Parisienne. Kind of/almost.  My parents and I were kind of anxious about going to Paris.  One of the attendant anxieties was the fear that we wouldn’t fit in- that we would look like uncivilized/barbaric/slobbish American tourists.  We were American tourists, just without all those adjectives.  And hopefully not too touristy.  (Maybe even hopefully not so very American).

I don’t want anyone to look at me and say “I bet she switched to following Duck Dynasty when Honey Boo Boo was taken off air.” Continue reading “Wear What: Paris”

How To: Avoid Street Harassment

It’s not about what you wear.  Anyone who tells you otherwise is selling something (Aaaayyy, Princess Bride reference, who’s with me?!).

Not looking pretty isn’t an option. Because you’re naturally pretty (male and female alike) and because prettifying yourself and checking yourself out in shop windows is just too much fun.  Long story short. I like looking pretty. I like being pretty. I want to be proud of that without feeling like I’m giving creeper assholes ‘permission’ to beep that horn/call that cat.

So there are a lot of ways to avoid street harassment.  Some involve normal behavior. Some involve very strange behavior, and these are generally the most efficacious. Continue reading “How To: Avoid Street Harassment”

Bowie Ballads

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That’s right, I’m back at Yale.  For my senior year. Ah, the inexorable passage of time.

But more exciting- I ordered myself a David Bowie shirt. Finally. It’s been a long time coming.  A really long time coming, given that I’ve been a Bowie fan and singing along to Starman since some time in elementary. Continue reading “Bowie Ballads”