Monthly Archives: August 2014

The Loot

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Hello everyone!

Life has been crazy, as usual. Today I write to you after a late night commute, culminating in a breakfast-for-dinner concoction that I’m very proud of. I cannot praise frozen vegetables enough; if you have them in your freezer, along with some eggs, you’ll always have a filling, ready-to-go meal. In case you haven’t noticed, many of my blogs are introduced by an assortment of random facts, or a summation of my current state, which is also always random. Many of you may have noticed that I celebrated my birthday this last Tuesday, and, continuing with the “Forever Young” theme, I plan on celebrating this entire week. Here’s a little glimpse of some of the related festivities thus far.

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It’s been a longtime tradition for beauty and fashion bloggers to include “hauls” in their repertoire. I guess you couldn’t necessarily classify some good, old-fashioned birthday shopping as a “haul,” so I deem this the birthday “loot.”

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The Fit ‘n Flare dress is from Banana Republic- here. They had a fantastic sale last weekend and it was too lovely to pass up. I was gifted some DV by Dolce Vita shoes, which were also a great find. They paired wonderfully with my favorite black leather jacket. Yes, this was my birthday outfit, and I felt very chic in it. Unfortunately, I was in too much of hurry to take the requisite selfies of myself that day.

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The Clubmaster-style sunglasses and my favorite leopard scarf are not new, but I couldn’t help but include them in my photo. I was visually brainstorming outfits, and these staples couldn’t not be included. They are from Madewell and H&M, respectively. While wandering through Nordstrom, my mother and I perused the MAC counter, and I found my favorite new lipstick: Peach Blossom; as well as a fabulous mineralize eyeshadow duo in Spiced Metal. I’ve been wearing these almost nonstop since she treated me to them. Thanks mom! Additional newer items pictured are a refill of one of my favorite perfumes, Unconditional Love by Philosophy, in addition to a little something in a special blue box. The contents of which are pictured below:

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Every woman should have exquisite and simple pieces that she can wear everyday, and that will live on her nightstand every night. Seeing as I survived my “scary age” birthday, I certainly have something to show for it. This little necklace is something I’ve wanted for a really long time. I’ve gotten so many compliments, and I’m hardly willing to take it off at the end of the day.

I hope, like me, the voyeur in you enjoyed my first ever “loot” post. Perhaps one day soon I’ll have another!

EVA♥

Things It Took Me 27 Years to Learn

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Hello everyone!

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My 25th birthday. Possibly the best birthday party ever. Almost all of my favorite people were there.

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This was what 26 looked like. Swimming with sea turtles, hiking in a bikini, and a sand birthday cake.

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Today I am officially 27.

While I’m not currently sunning myself in Hawaii or Las Vegas, I’m celebrating nonetheless. As I’ve previously shared with many of you, 27 is my “scary age.” Yes, I’m aware this is illogical and absurd. 27 is not 30, or 40, but for whatever reason, I’ve anticipated this year since I was young. While 26 was perhaps more of a milestone (Hello health insurance!), 27 always seems to mark the beginning of one’s late-twenties. To me, it’s always signified going to bed a responsible hour, investing in an IRA, and attending copious amounts of baby showers. You know, that time when the universe yells at you to wrap up all the fun you’ve been having. Silly, I know.

One of the many distinct memories I have of this day last year is that right when the clock struck midnight I was startled awake by Nicki Minaj’s “Starships” blasting through the speakers of my girlfriend’s iPhone. On a side-note, I had had the song stuck in my head since arriving in Hawaii, and kept singing “Let’s go to the beach beach…” over and over again. It seemed appropriate, and had soon turned into the theme song of our trip. So, in the dead of night and half asleep, I was asked to recall the the one thing that it had taken me 26 years of my life to learn. That year, I learned what it meant to truly go on vacation.

So, to continue with the ritual, today I will share with all of you some of the things it’s taken me 27 years to learn…

Not everyone is going to like you, and that’s okay. Not everyone has to like you. All that matters is that you like the person looking back at you in the mirror.

 You can not jump into a swimming pool wearing fake eyelashes. It’s not a good look. Just don’t do it.

Thrift stores are amazing. Who doesn’t love paying $20 for $400 boots?

Going to the gym, yoga, dance class…whatever you enjoy doing, is an investment in your mental health as much as your physical health. 

You don’t need a bottle opener to open a bottle. Keys, the side of a barbecue, and the corner of a coffee table are just as effective, if not more labor intensive.

The $20 handshake is a real thing. Depending on the occasion, it works marvelously.

Your iPhone charges faster while in airplane mode. A tip I picked up from a handsome stranger while on a layover in the Honolulu airport.

Money is fluid. It will always come back to you. Maybe not right away, but it’s there.

On the same note, you will never regret money spent on travel. You’re literally buying yourself memories and life experience, not to mention stories to tell the grandkids.

I can drive on the other side of the road. It’s scary, but I can do it!

Spending the day at the pool is an acceptable way to spend the day. The same goes for spending the day snuggled in bed.

 

It’s most definitely better to have quality people in your life that you can depend on, whether it’s in times of emergency, or just on those days when you really need a hug. Quality trumps quantity, any day. 

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Happy Birthday to me! Here’s to another good year.

EVA♥

Age is just a number, and other nonsense…

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Hello everyone!

The countdown to my big day has officially begun. In a few hours, I will officially be one year older.

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For those of you that need help with math, this means I’m 22, and none of this applies to me 😉

Funnily enough, a few of my favorite bloggers who I currently follow also seem to have summertime birthdays. It’s been quite fun sharing in their birthday experiences via the internet machine. Yet, for as many times as we generalize ourselves as a “20-something,” there seems to be simultaneous hierarchy instated in this land of “20-something.” Heaven forbid you, a 28-year-old , hang out with a 23-year-old. Ugh, doesn’t their world revolve around keg stands and going out on Monday nights? I’ve honestly heard this conversation take place more than once, and, to me  it’s just utterly ridiculous.

Just the other day, I came across an article on Twitter entitled: 25 Things You Can Get Away With Before 25 But Can’t Get Away With After.

I’m going to come out and say that I probably do more half of these things, so, by default this article is beyond absurd. Sure, there are important things listed like taking your career seriously and using sunscreen. But of course, like #4 mentions, the marker of impending adulthood is clearly choosing to sit inside in front of the television because you would rather catch the next episode of whatever-series instead of going out. Making small talk is clearly for juveniles. Also, as the fabulous @MFAMbloggette  says, we need to stop doing all these things “because 26 is geriatric.”

I’m about to turn 27, so watch me:

  • cram all six of my girlfriends in my studio apartment/one hotel room
  • wear a colored bra under a white top
  • eat all day and not work out. Gasp! This is just as scandalous as keeping my eyes open past 11pm, which I also do.
  • use “OMG” in an everyday sentence
  • attend music festivals
  • stand all night in high heels
  • have entire conversations involving “Other People’s Drama”
  • CELEBRATE MY BIRTHDAY FOR A WEEK

 

EVA♥