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Nailed it

I have never been one to splurge on mani/pedis every other week. Usually my nails are boring or bare or I’m working on scratching the already chipped polish completely off. I envy the perfectly painted full sets of my girl friends, but  I can’t justify spending $30+ only a little polish and hand massage. Luckily, the internet has provided me with the tools and tutorials I need to get just the look I want at home. This isn’t your regular ruby red polish and top coat. Do It Yourself nail art and nail designs are running rampant on beauty and fashion boards, blogs and social media sites.

With the right brushes, a little scotch tape, and the right polish nails can be transformed into a work of art.

Some of my favorites include:

All of these designs are A LOT easier than you would probably think. Toothpicks or small paint brushes can be used for small lines, dots, and details; scotch tape across the nail can help you achieve the perfect color block; as for the print letters, a little alcohol and a newspaper pressed against the nail. Getting a unique look may take a little time and a lot of patience, but the outcome is something uniquely you.

These homemade designs are also great for the holidays. I’m itching to try:

Here a a couple of great fashion blogs that have more great ideas: POLYVORE or fuckyeahnailart 

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Leggings are pants. Shut up.

It’s about this time of year where I here this phrase at least once a week: “Leggings are NOT pants.”

I would just like to note, I have never heard this sentence uttered from a male body. Ever.

I don’t know why exactly, but there are a lot women out there who despise the legging and everything it stands for. Personally, I love them- hell, I practically live in them. They are comfy, and for a fairly skinny girl like myself, give me the appearance of a little more curviness than I actually possess.

I’ll admit, leggings are not for everyone, but for those of us that aren’t on the heavy side and are comfortable with a little cling, leggings provide a comfortable, fashionable alternative to jeans, slacks, and sweatpants. Dress them up or dress them down, leggings can add a femininity, edginess or class to any outfit. However there are a few cardinal rules for those of us who are comfortable with the fact that leggings are pants:

  1. Make sure your pair are completely opaque. No one wants to see what color underwear you are wearing when you bend over.
  2. There is such a thing as leggings that are too tight. Puckering at the seams  is a direct indication of this. You want your look to look smooth and put together, not sloppy.
  3. No unsightly camel toes allowed. Ew. See below for the horror.

Abide by those rules and you should be good to go.  I’ll have fun looking cute and curvy while the haters hate.

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I have a reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland

Just after the release of Paul Simon’s latest album, So Beautiful or So What, in April, Simon announced a 25th anniversary tour of his number-one album, and my absolute favorite, Graceland. I can remember being 8 years old in the back of my dad’s old Camry singing each track lyric for lyric.

 I don’t know if it’s the poetic genius of Simon’s  lyrics, the beautiful harmonies provided by  Ladysmith Black Mombazo, or the meld of  American folk and African rhythms, but this  album is stuck in my soul.

The album is spiritual, seamless, and vibrant.  The 25th anniversary tour is slated to begin  sometime in 2012. I don’t think I would miss it  for the world.

Paul Simon will be performing in  Bloomington, Indiana on November 20 at I  Indiana University and in Highland Heights,  Kentucky at the Bank of Kentucky Center on  November 22.




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Outlook’s Good

If you have lived in Louisville long enough, the novelty of the Highlands on a Friday or Saturday night wears of pretty quickly. Traffic is slow, drinks are expensive, and the crowds at each bar are pretty well polarized.

However, there is a standout among the line of Irish pubs on Baxter Avenue: the gem that is Outlook Inn.


Situated on the corner of Christy and Baxter Avenues, for the last couple of weeks Outlook has been my home base Thursday night through the small hours of Sunday morning. It’s always my Plan B if other plans don’t pan out, and a great spot to start out the night. Not too trendy, not too hip, Outlook provides a happy medium for those that are looking for a casual, animated space to grab strong drink, talk with friends, maybe shoot some pool, and pick a few songs on the juke box.

The best part? No cover.

The other best part? The bathroom doesn’t smell like whiskey and vomit.

The other other best part? Made-from-scratch Bloody Mary’s…and super strong LITs…and $2 PBRs…and…do you really need another reason?





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Post 9/11

For the better part of last week I couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the 9/11 footage that was painted all over my TV screen. Unlike a lot of the other tragedies that have struck this country, practically the entire population waited and watched the horror unfold on the morning of September 11, 2001.

I was in 6th grade in 2001, and I had no idea what had happened until my mother picked me up from school and told me that some very bad men had crashed airplanes into to some very important buildings in New York and that a lot of people died.  At that point, I knew what had happened was really bad. I was only 12, but when I saw the footage of the smoking towers and their eventual collapse, it scared me. It broke my heart.

But now, watching the 10th anniversary specials has made the enormity of that tragedy so much more real. I watched people jump from hundreds of feet up in the air. I watched incredible real-time footage of firemen and volunteers searching through the smoking, jagged rubble looking for survivors, but only finding bodies, body parts, and charred remains. Families crying in the streets, talking to reporters while holding flyers with pictures of their missing loved ones.

9/11/01: Never Forget.

We can’t forget. We have it all on film.

We have so much of the attack and the aftermath documented, and it’s had a profound effect on me. I see clips of the debris and the fiery wreckage and I think: How did they know where to start? How did we ever get back to normal? And as much as I can find wrong with this country, the resilience of this country is something that inspires me. It is something that I am proud of.


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If you haven’t checked out the 9/11 memorial at ground zero or the plans for the new World Trade Center I highly recommend it. It’s amazing the time and thought that has been put in to honoring the victims at the WTC. You can find it here.

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It’s a car wreck, and I can’t stop watching. My love/hate of Jersey Shore

I used to be too good for the Jersey Shore.

I know! I can’t believe it either, but truthfully, I used to judge everyone else for devoting and hour a week to watch drunk, orange people act drunk and orange on national TV. I don’t know when it happened, but somewhere in the middle of season two I got over my “holier than yous” attitude and got curious.

I kind of hate myself for it, but after one episode I was hooked.

I don’t even like “reality” shows, and, really, this is the only one I watch (I swear!). So why do I feel the need to keep up with this alcohol, rage, and bad decision-filled display? I mean, honestly It’s the same story every episode.

This is what usually happened on any given Jerz-day:

Sam and Ron are together, and then there not. And then they are, and then Ron goes off into roid-rage land, and then they’re not again. Mike creeps on some ugly girls and is generally disgusting.  Deena falls down and cries about some poor decision she made last night. Snooki drinks some wine and burps. Vinny and his beard give commentary on the rest of the house, Pauly screams “YEAH BUDDY” thirty times,  and Jenny adjusts her boobs like this:

and remains the only one with a functioning brain.

And really that’s about it…give or take a few swings thrown and/or random girls in random beds throughout the house.

It’s weirdly exciting. Maybe it’s a vicarious thing. Maybe I love analyzing the sickness of Ron and Sam’s on/off non-relationship. Maybe I like to judge the random girls who come back to the house for one night stands (Don’t they know their parents can see this?). Maybe I just enjoy how stupid everyone is while hopped up on Redbull and vodka at 4 in the morning.

Whatever it is, they got me. Jerz-day is like the official start of my weekend. It permission to down shots of whatever is around and then look like a jackass while fist pumping the night away yelling CABS ARE HEEEEREEE. It’s a time to forget about class, work, general rules for living ,and watch pseudo-glamorous people live pseudo-glamorous lives and feel pseudo-glamorous right a long with them.

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