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The Dead

July 1, 2015

Foster's Freeze (San Jose, CA)

I've never been a Grateful Dead fan. Not because I don't like the music...because I know exactly nothing about it. I'm fairly certain that my high school boyfriend was into them, but he was also into Phish, and I apparently managed to tune out every single thing about his musical taste for the duration of our relationship (the one Phish concert he succeeded in dragging me to was less-than-successful, as what I did the moment I arrived was curl up on top of a table and fall asleep).

In short: if you told me to sing a Grateful Dead song for you on pain of death, I would be dead.

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Summer In The City

June 30, 2015

Nail Polish / Romper / Sunglasses / Sunscreen

Beach Hair / Lip Gloss / Cuff / Clutch / Sandals

It's getting on towards that part of the summer where you'd really rather be naked, please, because anything at all on your skin feels like sitting in a bath of chili peppers. The heat where we are is nice and dry, so it's not too bad -- but oh, do I ever remember what it felt like to be wandering the city in July, going down into subways filled with air that basically feels like boiling cement. You can try all you like to look chic and pulled-together when you leave your apartment in the morning...but by the time you get wherever it is you are going, you will have melted, and your clothing will have melted with you.

The best way to combat this misery: fuss with yourself as little as possible, because all fuss does is get heat excited about just how much it's about to take down all your valiant efforts. Lightweight jewelry; barely-there clothing; as little makeup and hairstyling as you can stand (seriously: my number one Summer Rule is do not wrestle with your hair, because the humidity will win). Easy, breezy, et cetera.

Makeup & Beauty

Toiletries For Tripping

June 19, 2015

Oh, you sillies, not that kind of tripping. This ain't no Burning Man blog (although full disclosure: I have a couple of friends trying to convince us to go next year, but ehhhh I dunno, I feel a little jumping-on-the-bandwagon-ten-years-late-and-after-massive-commodification, ya know? Also it sounds kind of fun. And dusty).

No no: we're talking road tripping.

See, before we embarked on our journey (for which I had to pack not only for the two weeks of actual cross-country driving, but for the week we spent being displaced prior to our departure, and for the week of I-have-no-idea-where-anything-I-own-is after our arrival), I put a lot of thought into packing. I tried to streamline everywhere I could, packing the bare minimum so that we wouldn't be overloaded...but when it came to toiletries?

Makeup & Beauty

Weird Product Test-Run: Amopé Electronic Foot File

June 18, 2015

Goodness, do I ever have ugly feet.

I know they don't look all that ugly in this photo; that's because I surrounded them with my cute new floors to distract you (and also because I used FaceTune to spruce 'em up a bit before posting this shot, ssh; no but seriously, nobody needs to see those things in their un-retouched state).

I'm belaboring this point because we're not really talking run-of-the-mill ugly feet (as most feet are); we're talking a disaster. Partially because I can't remember the last time a pedicure was on the menu, but mostly because my crazy-dry skin (you know, the that I've whined about here over and over and over) makes itself extra-special apparent on my feet, resulting in actual, Grand Canyon-style cracks (it's as attractive and comfortable as it sounds). I'm willing to ignore a lot of things, but for-real holes in my feet? Nothankyou.