"Oh! Yeah! I'd like to see a picture of your boyfriend!" the conversation starts out. I flash them what I believe to be the picture where he looks model-gorgeous. Their faces fall. "Oh... Ew. How are you attracted to that?"
Sometimes they're a little less abrasive. Sometimes it's "I'm sorry, but he's really not very attractive." or "He's not really my type."
I really don't understand what the point of telling me this is. If someone asks to see what my boyfriend looks like or agrees to see a picture, I'm not showing them for their approval, I'm showing them so they can somewhat put a face to the name and understand exactly who it is that I love so much and plays a big role in my life. I don't want him to be "their type." I don't really want my friends to be attracted to him the way that I'm attracted to him. Because honestly, that would be a terrible thing and create all types of unnecessary (but interesting) drama. (But even if it is interesting, that doesn't make it good or mean that you should have it.)
To just up and tell someone that their perfectly fine boyfriend is ugly is just plain rude. It feels like a personal attack on my taste. It's like saying "Ugh. How can you even stand cheesecake? Can't you get a better cake on your own birthday?" or "Good god, you actually think that dress is cute? I think only a retarded hobo on crack would wear that." And you think "But... Cheesecake is my favorite dessert, this is the only time I get to eat it, and it's my party and I can cheesecake if I want to... And... Not only were you just extremely politically incorrect and insensitive towards the mentally disabled, homeless, and recovering addict community, you were also insensitive to my feelings... This dress just happens to flatter my figure..." Only it's more personal than that because it's like they're judging your ability to pick out a potential life partner based on their looks and telling you that you did an inadequate job, that you don't know what's best for yourself, and you have terrible taste even though there really isn't anything wrong with who you're dating all because your friends would be mad if he was on the cover of some model-y, fashion-y magazine instead of someone more "their type." And what my friends sometimes do is make judgmental passes at my boyfriend's looks while their own boyfriends certainly aren't anything to write home about (in my opinion). But I don't say anything because guess what? Their boyfriend just might be as attractive to them as mine is to me. Their boyfriends treat others and my friends with a great amount of respect. Speaking out against them would not be my place to say.
I had (emphasis on "had") a friend once who was engaged (at 19. As a freshman in college. I have several problems with this, but I digress). She was from a small town and she made her fiancé sound as though he was God's gift to earth, physical attractiveness personified, and all that jazz. She said that he was "a beautiful man," that he was "the only one in the town that was nice to her," and that he's probably the hottest guy in the entire world. Well. I met him one day. And guess what? I thought he was one of the ugliest people I had seen. To me, he looked like Gollum and a mountain goat had an love child that chose to get a bunch of tacky band tattoos that if he didn't already regret, he would one day and grow his style-less split-end-riddled hair down past his belly button. And it kinda looked like he got hit in the face with a baseball bat a few times. It was like the ugly stick beat him with an ugly stick holding another ugly stick. I thought that she could do better. I felt bad for her because I thought that she had settled for him because she had never traveled outside her town and met other people. I thought that she probably wasn't even aware that better guys existed. But you know what? He was a super nice guy, I could see that he treated my friend well and they were both perfectly happy together. I didn't say a damn thing about his face because as long as she was happy with him and thought he was the most beautiful man in the world, that's really all that mattered.
A few times, she asked me "Isn't my fiancé a beautiful man?"
I couldn't honestly respond with a yes, so I told her "I'm glad that he makes you happy and treats you well."
She badgered me over and over "Why won't you just admit that he's the most attractive man ever?"
Now, the only real time that I'll speak out against a boyfriend and say "You shouldn't be dating him" is if he is abusive in any way, if I know that he's cheating, or if any other significant development of that sort comes to light. But finally, I told her "Listen. It's great that you're attracted to him. He's your fiancé and I feel really happy that you found someone that you want to spend the rest of your life with. I am not attracted to him like that and that's fine because my opinion is not the one that counts. It's yours. Since you are highly attracted to him and he treats you well, then yes, you have found someone that is the 'whole package' and I feel very happy for you." I believe that this is the way that you should handle telling a friend that you don't think their boyfriend is attractive.
She wasn't satisfied with this answer. From time to time, she would lecture me about my boyfriend's looks and how she didn't think that he was anything special. She told me that he's gross, that he's ugly, that he would maybe be okay if his hair was longer but he couldn't fix his face, and all sorts of ridiculous things. She even told me that she bet that he didn't even love me. That's bullshit! She never even met the guy! I kindly asked her to stop because it was upsetting me and, like I told her before, it's my opinion that matters in my relationship. I calmly told her that our tastes in men are different and there's nothing wrong with that. After a while, we had a falling out (not over our boyfriends... Over something even more stupid) and it became apparent to me that she's just a highly insecure person who needed constant validation in every sense and probably tore my boyfriend down to build hers up.
I won't tolerate anyone being rude about their own lack of attraction towards my boyfriend. My boyfriend is a very kind person, he's respectful towards my friends and family, and treats me so well. In the time that we have been dating, he has not done anything to hurt me physically or emotionally. During the times that I got upset and started to cry, he's held me, wiped away my tears, and told me that everything is okay. He's one of the best friends I've had, he's the only one that I can completely love selflessly and unconditionally (trust me, that has been tested and my love for him has always won, even against distance and time), and I am confident that he and I will be together for a very long time.
And yes, I am physically attracted to him. I think that his facial features are perfect and pristine as a marble statue carved by Rodin or Claudel. The first time that I saw him and fully registered his stunning beauty, my heart stopped and my breath was taken away. He actually just about ruined my attraction to other members of the male gender entirely, even before we were dating.
The few times I have slept next to him and woken up to him, I felt so lucky and overjoyed that I found someone so amazing. I longed to always have sleepy mornings where I'd feel the slight, smooth tickle of his silky hair against my face, gaze into those gray-green eyes, and kiss him good morning. Thinking about things like that gives me that extra desire to want to better myself. He inspires me to work harder, to put more feeling into my art, and to be the absolute best version of myself that I can possibly be. He challenges me every day in an intellectual level and makes me feel special.
Sure, he has his faults and his quirks. That's only natural. He's human. And besides, I find them endearing where others have found them irritating. Our relationship isn't perfect. But whose is?
So really... That's all enough for me to be happy. He leaves me wanting for nothing. Knowing that I think the world of him, that he treats me well, and that we're both happy... That should also be enough for my friends.
And if it isn't... Well... Their opinions don't really matter. If they were actually my friends, they wouldn't sit around bashing my boyfriend's looks. They would just be happy that I found someone that makes me feel the way that I feel about him. I don't expect the world to agree with me about his looks. Let's face it, TV Tropes taught us all that Your Mileage May Vary when it comes to anything. My boyfriend, whom I have already established to be one of the most gorgeous people in the world, could be Gollum/goat-sex boy to everyone else. All that I really want is for my attraction to be respected.
For what it's worth, I wasn't alone in thinking that he's attractive. Just about every girl in the high school that we attended together wanted to date him. It was open season once he set foot on campus. Some girls even actively hated me for being so close to him. I suppose a very immature, primal part of me felt good and proud to have such a great catch that so many wanted but so few could have. Knowing that your beloved is highly coveted but you are the only person that they love can be such a satisfying form of validation. So yeah, for a second, that made me feel proud and like a boss. But I quickly realized that none of that really matters. When I think about how in love with him I am, I don't envision all these other people being infatuated with him, so they're not a part of our relationship. If I wanted to care about that many opinions, I'd be in an open relationship. So really, I'd recognize his greatness without anyone's help. I simply just don't need that validation of others to know that I really have a great catch.
Monday, October 8, 2012
How to Go Trick-or-Treating as a 19-Year-Old Woman
*note: this is not "How to be a 19-year-old woman for Halloween," but rather "how to be 19 and be able to pull off trick-or-treating."*
Halloween 2011: I, a 19-year-old college student, sat alone in my apartment contemplating what I should do for Halloween. I wasn't invited to any parties. I was to young to go out and drink. I had a baby face that made people ask "What high school do you go to, sweetie?" Actually... That still happens to me.
So I figured "What the hell? I'm gonna go trick-or-treating!"
I did my best to disguise myself. I put in everything white in my entire closet, which resulted in a minimization of my feminine curves, painted my face red and then half-washed it off, painted my eyes black, and brushed my hair in front of my face. It was probably the cheapest and one of my scariest costumes.
Basically, the key points are this:
1. Put some effort into your costume.
The thing that really makes people mad is when teenagers just put on a mask, push little kids out of the way, and fill their pillowcases to the brim with candy. Put some effort into your costume so that you're not lumped in with those guys. People feel a little better giving candy to someone that looks like they take the holiday seriously.
2. Cover up (or diminish) signs of your mature body.
No one's going to give you candy if you're dressed as a "sexy" anything.
3. Hide your face if you have any tell-tale signs that you're a little too old for this.
My vertical labret piercing is a sign that either my parents are very liberal or I'm old enough to go get it by myself.
4. If you can, go with other people.
Going by yourself looks a little strange.
5. Be respectful.
Remember what I said about those guys that put on masks and decide to be dicks on Halloween? If you're going trick-or-treating and you're older, use the other Golden Rule: Don't Be a Dick. Let little kids get their candy first. Say "thank you" to the people passing out candy. Don't cuss. If you scare a little kid really, really bad, apologize. I scared this one little girl so bad that she started crying. Her parents were mad until I went up to her, pulled back my hair and said "See? There's nothing to be afraid of. I'm just a normal girl in a costume. I'm very sorry if I scared you." That made her feel better and her parents thanked me for doing that for her. People are not as intolerant towards you if you're kind and respectful.
6. Don't let a few haters ruin your fun.
Yeah, I ran into a few houses that refused to answer the door because I wasn't a little kid. That sucked. What people don't understand is that there's not much to do when you're too old to go trick-or-treating, but too young to do anything else. Would they rather that I go out and make trouble? Get busted at a party for underage drinking? I'd rather just give the older kid a piece of candy than have them do something else.
That being said, if you're having fun, those haters can suck it.
I ended up having a really fun night and I came back home with lots of candy. If you want to go trick-or-treating, don't let anyone stop you!
Halloween 2011: I, a 19-year-old college student, sat alone in my apartment contemplating what I should do for Halloween. I wasn't invited to any parties. I was to young to go out and drink. I had a baby face that made people ask "What high school do you go to, sweetie?" Actually... That still happens to me.
So I figured "What the hell? I'm gonna go trick-or-treating!"
I did my best to disguise myself. I put in everything white in my entire closet, which resulted in a minimization of my feminine curves, painted my face red and then half-washed it off, painted my eyes black, and brushed my hair in front of my face. It was probably the cheapest and one of my scariest costumes.
Basically, the key points are this:
1. Put some effort into your costume.
The thing that really makes people mad is when teenagers just put on a mask, push little kids out of the way, and fill their pillowcases to the brim with candy. Put some effort into your costume so that you're not lumped in with those guys. People feel a little better giving candy to someone that looks like they take the holiday seriously.
2. Cover up (or diminish) signs of your mature body.
No one's going to give you candy if you're dressed as a "sexy" anything.
3. Hide your face if you have any tell-tale signs that you're a little too old for this.
My vertical labret piercing is a sign that either my parents are very liberal or I'm old enough to go get it by myself.
4. If you can, go with other people.
Going by yourself looks a little strange.
5. Be respectful.
Remember what I said about those guys that put on masks and decide to be dicks on Halloween? If you're going trick-or-treating and you're older, use the other Golden Rule: Don't Be a Dick. Let little kids get their candy first. Say "thank you" to the people passing out candy. Don't cuss. If you scare a little kid really, really bad, apologize. I scared this one little girl so bad that she started crying. Her parents were mad until I went up to her, pulled back my hair and said "See? There's nothing to be afraid of. I'm just a normal girl in a costume. I'm very sorry if I scared you." That made her feel better and her parents thanked me for doing that for her. People are not as intolerant towards you if you're kind and respectful.
6. Don't let a few haters ruin your fun.
Yeah, I ran into a few houses that refused to answer the door because I wasn't a little kid. That sucked. What people don't understand is that there's not much to do when you're too old to go trick-or-treating, but too young to do anything else. Would they rather that I go out and make trouble? Get busted at a party for underage drinking? I'd rather just give the older kid a piece of candy than have them do something else.
That being said, if you're having fun, those haters can suck it.
I ended up having a really fun night and I came back home with lots of candy. If you want to go trick-or-treating, don't let anyone stop you!
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Savory Waffles
I hate breakfast.
A lot.
It's not that I hate eating as soon as I wake up. That's fine. That's cool. It's just the foods that we're expected to eat in the morning that I have a problem with.
I can't eat anything too sweet in the morning. I get sick to my stomach if I do. Pancakes, waffles, and muffins are all too sweet for my taste first thing in the morning.I don't eat pork, so bacon is out of the question. I hate the texture of breakfast sausage and find it too salty anyway. I don't especially care for scrambled eggs, either. I can't handle drinking milk, so cereal isn't that appealing. Because of all of this, breakfast is a difficult meal for me. In fact, I try to actively avoid breakfast. This makes traveling back from the East Coast a pain because I can go from DC, NY, Philadelphia to Chicago or Dallas before returning to California and it'll still be "breakfast time" in the airport when all I want is something that has nothing to do with breakfast food before making my connecting flight back to California.
But then I had a thought...
What is the only problem I have with waffles?
They're too sweet.
The batter itself is neutral.
What if I take the batter and make it savory instead of sweet? I could fold all sorts of things in and I'm sure it will be delicious...
Yeah. It can (and should) be done.
Ingredients:
1 tsp baking powder
1/4 tsp salt
1/8 tsp black pepper
1/4 cup vegetable oil
1 Tbsp vinegar (makes them a little fluffier)
1 egg
1/2 cup milk
1/2 cup chicken broth (I like to use white wine chicken broth)
This batter recipe creates a nice base for any type of savory waffle you would like.
The one pictured is:
1/2 diced scallion
1 jalapeño
A handful of shredded cheddar cheese
A handful of diced spinach (I like to sneak in vegetables like Jerry Seinfeld's wife)
Cream cheese and Sriracha on top
Once you have the base, you can seriously let your imagination run wild.
Some that I would try (I may have to set aside my "no-bacon rule" for a day): bacon and bleu cheese, mushroom Swiss, shredded chicken with a Frank's RedHot swirl, pear and smoked gruyère (a nice sweet and savory combination), sun-dried tomato and goat cheese...
They all sound too delicious.
So go ahead! Expand your waffle palate and learn to accept them as a food that can be either sweet or savory. :D
A lot.
It's not that I hate eating as soon as I wake up. That's fine. That's cool. It's just the foods that we're expected to eat in the morning that I have a problem with.
I can't eat anything too sweet in the morning. I get sick to my stomach if I do. Pancakes, waffles, and muffins are all too sweet for my taste first thing in the morning.I don't eat pork, so bacon is out of the question. I hate the texture of breakfast sausage and find it too salty anyway. I don't especially care for scrambled eggs, either. I can't handle drinking milk, so cereal isn't that appealing. Because of all of this, breakfast is a difficult meal for me. In fact, I try to actively avoid breakfast. This makes traveling back from the East Coast a pain because I can go from DC, NY, Philadelphia to Chicago or Dallas before returning to California and it'll still be "breakfast time" in the airport when all I want is something that has nothing to do with breakfast food before making my connecting flight back to California.
But then I had a thought...
What is the only problem I have with waffles?
They're too sweet.
The batter itself is neutral.
What if I take the batter and make it savory instead of sweet? I could fold all sorts of things in and I'm sure it will be delicious...
Yeah. It can (and should) be done.
Ingredients:
1 tsp baking powder
1/4 tsp salt
1/8 tsp black pepper
1/4 cup vegetable oil
1 Tbsp vinegar (makes them a little fluffier)
1 egg
1/2 cup milk
1/2 cup chicken broth (I like to use white wine chicken broth)
This batter recipe creates a nice base for any type of savory waffle you would like.
The one pictured is:
1/2 diced scallion
1 jalapeño
A handful of shredded cheddar cheese
A handful of diced spinach (I like to sneak in vegetables like Jerry Seinfeld's wife)
Cream cheese and Sriracha on top
Once you have the base, you can seriously let your imagination run wild.
Some that I would try (I may have to set aside my "no-bacon rule" for a day): bacon and bleu cheese, mushroom Swiss, shredded chicken with a Frank's RedHot swirl, pear and smoked gruyère (a nice sweet and savory combination), sun-dried tomato and goat cheese...
They all sound too delicious.
So go ahead! Expand your waffle palate and learn to accept them as a food that can be either sweet or savory. :D
The perfect macaroni and cheese.
I'm a macaroni and cheese connoisseur. I've been searching for a long time for amazing macaroni and cheese.
So far, the best restaurant macaroni and cheese that I have tasted is at Serendipity 3 in Washington DC.
But home-made macaroni and cheese is a different story.
I thought I found the perfect recipe with the perfect cheese blend: 2 cups smoked gruyere, 2 cups cheddar, one cup Swiss, Parmesan crust.
I was wrong.
This is a good blend, but it's not The Best Ever.
This is The Best Ever, in my opinion:
http://healthy-delicious.com/2011/09/jalapeno-popper-mac-and-cheese/
My variation of it came out REALLY well. I ended up substituting white wine chicken broth for vegetable broth and I skipped the bacon.
I also scaled mine down to only make one serving, which was pretty tricky at first. This is how I think my proportions turned out, but I eyeball everything and can't be completely sure if this is correct:
1 tbs olive oil
1 1/2 tsp. flour
1/2 scallion
2 jalapeños
1 1/2-2 cups white wine chicken broth
1/2 cup cheddar/Monterey jack blend
1/4 block cream cheese
I mostly just have the cheeses available and add them to taste.
For the full recipe, visit the link. :)
(my pictured batch got a little burnt on the top, but was still delicious.)
So far, the best restaurant macaroni and cheese that I have tasted is at Serendipity 3 in Washington DC.
But home-made macaroni and cheese is a different story.
I thought I found the perfect recipe with the perfect cheese blend: 2 cups smoked gruyere, 2 cups cheddar, one cup Swiss, Parmesan crust.
I was wrong.
This is a good blend, but it's not The Best Ever.
This is The Best Ever, in my opinion:
http://healthy-delicious.com/2011/09/jalapeno-popper-mac-and-cheese/
My variation of it came out REALLY well. I ended up substituting white wine chicken broth for vegetable broth and I skipped the bacon.
I also scaled mine down to only make one serving, which was pretty tricky at first. This is how I think my proportions turned out, but I eyeball everything and can't be completely sure if this is correct:
1 tbs olive oil
1 1/2 tsp. flour
1/2 scallion
2 jalapeños
1 1/2-2 cups white wine chicken broth
1/2 cup cheddar/Monterey jack blend
1/4 block cream cheese
I mostly just have the cheeses available and add them to taste.
For the full recipe, visit the link. :)
(my pictured batch got a little burnt on the top, but was still delicious.)
Probably the Most Delicious Thing to do With Leftover Japanese Curry.
It's curry omelette rice (omuraisu)!
For real.
I recently made a vat of Extra Hot S & B Golden Curry because I'm poor and this will feed me for like a week and a half for about $8 total. I don't add meat to mine because, as I previously stated, I'm too poor to afford meat. If I could afford meat, I would probably use chicken or beef because I don't eat pork (for health reasons). You can use whatever you want in your curry.
But! This is for after you've made your curry and have eaten so much of the damn stuff that you're getting bored with it and you still have more left over. It's not that it isn't delicious. It's just that after eating curry for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for like five days straight... A but of variety is warranted.
Ingredients:
1 1/2 cup cooked rice (Brown or white. It doesn't matter.)
2 eggs
Ketchup
Leftover curry
Sriracha (optional. But delicious.)
Kewpie mayonnaise (also optional but delicious)
Whisk the eggs together in an appropriately-sized bowl. Pour into a lightly-oiled medium-sized skillet to cook your omelette. Make sure it's big enough to coat the bottom of the pan to create a nice, big, circular sheet. How long you would like to cook your eggs may vary. Runny eggs gross me out, so I cook mine all the way through. Some people like it to be just a little runny. Do what you like.
Once your eggs are done, slide the egg sheet onto a plate and set aside. This would be the time to create cut-out shapes in your egg sheet if you desire.
In the same skillet (less dishes to do!), begin to fry your rice as you would if you were making fried rice. Add a few squirts of ketchup and Sriracha (of you like some spice) to taste (I like just enough to color my rice light pink) and continue to fry. Begin to add leftover curry. How much you use is up to you, but you generally want enough to add a substantial amount of vegetables to your rice, but not so much that it's a runny, delicious mess. You want it to have a consistency reminiscent of a paste. Brown the ketchup-curry-rice mixture a bit in the skillet so you get some nice little crispy portions.
Once the rice is cooked to your liking, form it into a log in the middle of the egg sheet. Wrap the edges of the egg sheet around the rice and flip the whole thing over so the seams are face-down.
You could squirt ketchup on the top and be done with it. You could.
But me?
I like to take it to the next level. I create a mixture- one part Kewpie mayo, one part Sriracha and drizzle that and a little extra Sriracha on the top. I just like my food spicy like that. :P
But seriously. The ketchup is okay. I kind of dislike ketchup. But spicy Kewpie mayo? That seriously does give the entire dish a whole new dimension. So melty and spicy and tasty!
And that's it. The secret to deliciousness with a bit of variety. I think I'll just go and eat this for a while now...
For real.
I recently made a vat of Extra Hot S & B Golden Curry because I'm poor and this will feed me for like a week and a half for about $8 total. I don't add meat to mine because, as I previously stated, I'm too poor to afford meat. If I could afford meat, I would probably use chicken or beef because I don't eat pork (for health reasons). You can use whatever you want in your curry.
But! This is for after you've made your curry and have eaten so much of the damn stuff that you're getting bored with it and you still have more left over. It's not that it isn't delicious. It's just that after eating curry for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for like five days straight... A but of variety is warranted.
Ingredients:
1 1/2 cup cooked rice (Brown or white. It doesn't matter.)
2 eggs
Ketchup
Leftover curry
Sriracha (optional. But delicious.)
Kewpie mayonnaise (also optional but delicious)
Whisk the eggs together in an appropriately-sized bowl. Pour into a lightly-oiled medium-sized skillet to cook your omelette. Make sure it's big enough to coat the bottom of the pan to create a nice, big, circular sheet. How long you would like to cook your eggs may vary. Runny eggs gross me out, so I cook mine all the way through. Some people like it to be just a little runny. Do what you like.
Once your eggs are done, slide the egg sheet onto a plate and set aside. This would be the time to create cut-out shapes in your egg sheet if you desire.
In the same skillet (less dishes to do!), begin to fry your rice as you would if you were making fried rice. Add a few squirts of ketchup and Sriracha (of you like some spice) to taste (I like just enough to color my rice light pink) and continue to fry. Begin to add leftover curry. How much you use is up to you, but you generally want enough to add a substantial amount of vegetables to your rice, but not so much that it's a runny, delicious mess. You want it to have a consistency reminiscent of a paste. Brown the ketchup-curry-rice mixture a bit in the skillet so you get some nice little crispy portions.
Once the rice is cooked to your liking, form it into a log in the middle of the egg sheet. Wrap the edges of the egg sheet around the rice and flip the whole thing over so the seams are face-down.
You could squirt ketchup on the top and be done with it. You could.
But me?
I like to take it to the next level. I create a mixture- one part Kewpie mayo, one part Sriracha and drizzle that and a little extra Sriracha on the top. I just like my food spicy like that. :P
But seriously. The ketchup is okay. I kind of dislike ketchup. But spicy Kewpie mayo? That seriously does give the entire dish a whole new dimension. So melty and spicy and tasty!
And that's it. The secret to deliciousness with a bit of variety. I think I'll just go and eat this for a while now...
Introduction
Hey, did you know that the leading cause of divorce is marriage?
I don't know. Google told me to use a factoid as my introduction to my blog to make people feel comfortable. Maybe that's not what was intended.
It also told me to think of something to blog exclusively about. I can't think of anything specific. I'm a woman of many interests and desires. How can I choose just one thing to talk about every day?
If there is one thing that links all my interests together, I suppose it would be my ability to just pull something out of thin air.
Examples:
Hey! I need a new skirt! *4 hours later emerges with a steampunk bustle skirt made completely out of found material*
Good god! I'm hungry as a mofo! *20 minutes later has a delicious meal even though groceries haven't been bought in a week*
Oh no! I don't have any money! I'm broke! But I need to eat for the next week! *2 hours later has dinner cooked for the entire week with only $2.61 in grocery expenses paid entirely with loose change*
You get the idea. If it's a necessity or just a desire, I figure out a way to get what I want or need. So here I am, showing you the non-spoiled, broke-as-all-get-out guide to getting what you want (within reason, of course). This means showing you fully-customizable clothing construction (I love EGL), putting something delicious on the table, and everything in between. I'm an artist, a crafter, a scientist, a writer, a designer, and probably a few other things and I want to show you how I do these things and how I think while I'm doing them... With some opinions and whatnot sprinkled in, or course.
Google didn't tell me how to end a blog post. I think I read somewhere to end with a moral.
"Slow and steady wins the race!"
Yeah... I need to work on that.
:)
I don't know. Google told me to use a factoid as my introduction to my blog to make people feel comfortable. Maybe that's not what was intended.
It also told me to think of something to blog exclusively about. I can't think of anything specific. I'm a woman of many interests and desires. How can I choose just one thing to talk about every day?
If there is one thing that links all my interests together, I suppose it would be my ability to just pull something out of thin air.
Examples:
Hey! I need a new skirt! *4 hours later emerges with a steampunk bustle skirt made completely out of found material*
Good god! I'm hungry as a mofo! *20 minutes later has a delicious meal even though groceries haven't been bought in a week*
Oh no! I don't have any money! I'm broke! But I need to eat for the next week! *2 hours later has dinner cooked for the entire week with only $2.61 in grocery expenses paid entirely with loose change*
You get the idea. If it's a necessity or just a desire, I figure out a way to get what I want or need. So here I am, showing you the non-spoiled, broke-as-all-get-out guide to getting what you want (within reason, of course). This means showing you fully-customizable clothing construction (I love EGL), putting something delicious on the table, and everything in between. I'm an artist, a crafter, a scientist, a writer, a designer, and probably a few other things and I want to show you how I do these things and how I think while I'm doing them... With some opinions and whatnot sprinkled in, or course.
Google didn't tell me how to end a blog post. I think I read somewhere to end with a moral.
"Slow and steady wins the race!"
Yeah... I need to work on that.
:)
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