the subtle art of not giving a f*ck

The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck: A Counterintuitive Approach to Living a Good LifeThe Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck: A Counterintuitive Approach to Living a Good Life by Mark Manson
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Ok. So. 12/10. That’s what I would give this book if I could, even though logistically that doesn’t work.

I think it’s a rarity for me to give books beyond perfect reviews, but here’s why I loved this one.

Manson got me into shape. Like metaphorically, he gave me abs. He’s the asshole trainer we all hate to love because he pushes you, and he’ll make you work for it. There are no “standing in front of the mirror and telling yourself you’re in great shape” sessions with Manson, which I feel like a decent chunk of self-help coaches get off on. Sure, sometimes a relaxing yoga session or light cardio is great. I’m all for it.

But damn, Marky Mark.

He basically came up to me and said, “You’re not going to get results by doing just that.” AKA the Yoga. AKA the affirmations/positivity/visualizations. Then, without even asking, started correcting me and telling me what to do.

And let me tell you guys, he was more annoying than my ex when he tried to get me into lifting. (I get very pissy when told what do or that I’m doing it wrong).

And like fuck. I wanted to shout at Mark, “This isn’t what I signed up for!!!” even though I very clearly bought the book and started reading. So, I guess I *kinda* did.

But, awful gym metaphor aside…

As someone who has drunk the #selfhelpkoolaid, I love how this book (through lots of wit and lots of cursing) was able to take me on a journey to a place that seemed too terrifying to go on my own. Manson slammed in some hard to choke down truths of failure, death, people sucking, and whether or not my existence matters in the way I think.

I read this book over the course of about a month for a couple reasons:
1.) I was slow on the uptake of Manson’s counterintuitive approach and couldn’t tell if I could get behind it, and
2.) Life was stressful as fuck, so the only solid time I could find time to read was on my lunch breaks at work.

OVERALL, I am so glad I read this at a slow pace.

It truly helped with Manson’s lessons sinking in, and after about a week of letting myself receive, I was able to start seeing all of his lessons swarming around me in everyday life, pointing out things that I had been neglecting to address for weeks in fear of inconveniencing other people/ pissing them off.

Like…putting in my resignation notice to start my own business. (Thank you, Mark.)

So, if you’re looking for a book to whip your ass into shape and give you some tough love, start reading this today.

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how to rock: a maxi romper

Lets be real, the Spring and Summer seasons are practically synonymous with graduation parties and weddings. And I’ve always dreaded them. There’s a delicate balance between looking nice but not too nice. Incorporating fashion for the season while keeping warm, dry, and comfy if you’re smacked with some unruly spring rain, ominous clouds, and lots of wind.

So what’s a peep to do?!?!

The solution is to rock a maxi-romper!

In this photo, I’m wearing one from Francesca’s that I scored on sale! Then, I completed the look with my classic Madden Girl strappy heals (one of my wardrobe staples) and a blazer from H&M (another bomb-ass staple).

The outfit, FYI, was pulled together for a University Theatre Banquet–and omg I felt so CONFIDENT + comfy in my own skin all night long. Also, IDK if it’s clear from this pic, but me and my squad had a lot of fun. 🙂

The whole goal of this outfit was to be able to wear every piece more than once, and I know that by the end of the summer, I’ll have worn this romper out. How could I not? It’s perfect for the beach! Fun trips with friends! Concerts! Dinners! Dates! Banquets!

The list goes on!

(Also, shout out to Jergens Natural Glow Instant Sun for saving my pasty ass skin)

music mix: covers galore for a cozy night in

When I was in high school, I always imagined spring break as the opportune time to spread out on a beach blanket, on a yacht, and drink frozen daiquiris.

Ok, I knew it never would actually happen because I’m a high key, broke-as-hell theatre student. But what I didn’t expect was to be trapped inside as Winter Storm Stella took her toll. Kinda awful. But kinda right up my ally (like I need another excuse to stay in and read or watch a Lord of the Rings marathon).

However, I’ve decided to take a few minutes and be the productive blogger that I am.

You know what that means?

As I’m curled up in bed with a cup of tea, I’m sharing with you some covers that I can’t stop grooving to. I didn’t plan to include three Ed songs…it just happened. But they’re damn good. So, get listening!

why i strive towards extreme minimalism

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Last summer, I spent six amazing weeks as a camp counselor at Interlochen Summer Arts Camp in Northern Michigan, and a part of my identity among both my coworkers and my campers was that I was striving to be a minimalist. One night during bunk-talk, me and my co-counselor asked all of our campers to assign their bunk mate what animal they are. When it came around to me and my co, we had all of our campers shout (shout-whisper?) what they thought we were in animal form.

For me, they thought I would be a turtle. When I asked why, they said, “Well you’ve always talked about being able to carry everything you own in a backpack and suitcase, so it’s like you have your home with you just like a turtle has their shell.”

For the past seven months, that comment has resonated with me, and it has helped me take more active steps to becoming an official “turtle” so to speak.

It hasn’t been an easy journey though as camp life and college life are polar opposite in terms of fashion and general hygiene upkeep. Throughout the summer, I was limited to a uniform and 1-2 outfits of “rec/street clothes” and only had a few minutes each day to wash my face and shower. And on top of that, makeup was just not a thing anyone had time for. However, in college, I love to look well put together and professional on a daily basis.

This factor equates to owning and needing more material goods, which makes it a lot harder to fit everything in a suitcase and backpack. But I refuse to stop trying.

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tedX and getting rid of 1,000 things

Minimalism is the concept of not decluttering, but disowning. I used to think that minimalism equated to not having a lot of stuff, and not having a lot of stuff meant that I was poor. But disowning belongings made me much freer and richer. I’ve been able to spend a lot more time living for me. On top of that, I feel satisfied and content with what I have as opposed to desiring the things that I don’t have.

I started to develop this mindset last year after stumbling upon this TedX Talk that I invite you to watch right now.

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