Thursday night, I could not wait to finish with work, jump into my sweats and walk right on over to the movie theatre for the midnight premier of “The Longest Ride,” a film adaptation of the Nicholas Sparks bestseller.
I was really excited for several reasons: 1. the book was fantastic. I have very, very fond memories of laying out on my terrace, getting a tan, sipping on a wine spritzer (no, seriously), and falling in love with this unique story, 2. SCOTT EASTWOOD IS FINE, and 3. I allowed myself a cheat and got a junior popcorn, with butter.
But seriously, that second point needs to be mentioned one more time… because how have I not noticed him nor his hotness before now?
Anyway, “The Longest Ride” is the story of two couples — very similar couples — in different time periods, whose lives intersect in a very unique way.
The movie and the book tells both of their stories, while in turn, offering a tale of love… as only Nicholas Sparks could. Read more about the book from a previous blog post, here.
I think this movie struck me in an interesting way, because some of the issues in the story are easily things that could happen to anyone. Lately, I’ve been having a lot of questions and uncertainty when I think about love and my future. The movie touched on those issues, and although it was a little overwhelming at midnight on a Thursday, it was cathartic.
While I’ve seen all of the movies and read nearly all of Sparks’ books, this one is definitely one of my favorites (I just love “The Last Song”). I don’t, and won’t, spoil the movie for you, but per usual, don’t forget to pack the Kleenex!
Whew, made it to Friday! I feel like every week is a complete roller coaster — it starts one way, and ends up completely different.
On Mondays, I always feel so overwhelmed when I look at my to-do list for the week. I often wake up SUPER early on Mondays and stay up late to get a jump start on the week. By Tuesday, I’m thinking the week will be a complete breeze after everything I accomplished Monday.
And the remainder of the week is spent tying up loose ends… and basically answering a TON of emails. By Friday, I’m just happy to see the weekend; which is something I don’t understand because I’m usually working more on the weekends than I am during the week!
Nonetheless, it is Friday, and I cannot believe I’ve made it through this many Fresh Fridays without mentioning Versace’s Bright Crystal. This is a scent I’ve worn over the years — one that I was surprised I liked so much! But it’s definitely a go-to.
As described by Sephora, “Inspired by a mixture of Donatella Versace’s favorite floral fragrances, Bright Crystal is a fresh, sensual blend of refreshing chilled yuzu and pomegranate mingled with soothing blossoms of peony, magnolia, and lotus flower, warmed with notes of musk and amber.”
No wonder I love it — it’s got musk AND floral notes! Perfection.
What’s everyone doing for the weekend? As usual, follow me on Instagram, Twitter, and SnapChat @OrangeJulius7 to see what me (and Blanche) can stir up until we see you right back here, on Monday!
Although shade no. 7 is a gloss — I just cannot pull myself away. I blame this completely on Bonne Bell, for getting me addicted to shiny, glitter glosses delivered to my lips via sponge applicator.
Girl Next Door by Hard Candy is sheer, with a touch of silvery shimmer. It doesn’t have a scent or a flavor, really, but it is a tiny bit sweet. Mega plus? It’s thick, stays on for awhile, and it’s a lip plumper.
I can never REALLY tell if these things work, but I love the idea of it, regardless. But it did get me wondering how they work? I went to Google for the answer, and there was WebMD to my rescue.
According to WebMD, some over-the-counter lip plumping products contain ingredients that cause blood to flow to the lips, such as cinnamon, ginger mint, or wintergreen. When blood flows to the lips, they appear slightly larger than normal, or “bee stung” for a few hours.
Hey, that sounds pretty good to me!
I like to use Girl Next Door as a “top coat” to some of the other pink lipsticks I’ve mentioned before. It shines up a lipstick, plus adds the plump. Best of both worlds!
Hopefully, the weather is warming up in your part of town and I know the LAST thing you want to be doing is turning on the oven… Which is why I chose this slow-cooker recipe!
Your guy, and probably even your kids, will absolutely love these open-faced pulled pork sandwiches, paired with tangy broccoli slaw. I’ve made this meal a few times and it impresses me every single time — it’s easy and delicious!
- 1 medium red onion, sliced
- 8 tablespoons of cider vinegar
- Kosher salt and black pepper
- 1/4 cup of sour cream
- 1/4 cup of mayonnaise
- 1 12-ounce package broccoli slaw (4 cups)
- 1 medium yellow onion, chopped
- 1/4 cup of tomato paste
- 1/4 cup of packed light brown sugar
- 1 tablespoon Worcestershire sauce
- 1 tablespoon of Dijon mustard
- 1 tablespoon of Cajun seasoning
- 1 1/2 pounds pork shoulder, trimmed and cut into 2 pieces
- 4 thick slices sandwich bread, toasted
In a medium bowl, mix together the red onion, 4 tablespoons of the vinegar, and ¼ teaspoon each salt and pepper. Cover and refrigerate for at least 4 hours and up to 3 days.
In a large bowl, whisk together the sour cream, mayonnaise, 2 tablespoons of the remaining vinegar, and ¼ teaspoon each salt and pepper. Fold in the broccoli slaw and refrigerate for up to 12 hours.
In a 4- to 6-quart slow cooker, mix together the yellow onion, tomato paste, sugar, Worcestershire sauce, mustard, Cajun seasoning, the remaining 2 tablespoons of vinegar, ½ teaspoon salt, and ¼ teaspoon pepper. Add the pork and turn to coat.
Cover and cook until the pork is very tender, on low for 7 to 8 hours or on high for 4 to 5 hours (this will shorten total recipe time). Using 2 forks, shred the pork and mix it into the cooking liquid. Serve the pork and onions on the toast with the broccoli slaw. You should try putting the slaw ON the sandwich… yum!
“You like that?” he whispered into my ear. It was something he — a guy I was seeing — liked saying as we fooled around.
If there’s one thing I’m terrible at in bed, it’s talking dirty (ask me to write dirty, not talk).
But later, over a tray of raw oysters, he asked me if I liked receiving oral sex.
Um, yes. Who doesn’t?
He was silent on the matter, piling on ridiculous amounts of horseradish before he ate each oyster.
“Why, is that your thing?” I asked, now curious. If you’re a woman who loves receiving oral sex, you dream of a man that’s really into it.
“No,” he said. “I enjoy doing it, but it’s not my thing.”
What was his thing? Tossing salad.
Before him, I’d never had anyone travel in that direction. While I didn’t mind it, it wasn’t something I found pleasurable.
Let’s face it, it’s a little awkward — his face was in my ass. There’s no 69-esque position that allows anything to be done to the other person. And all of the sudden, I felt self-conscious about the sitation back there. Should I wax? Was it fresh-enough for this activity?
Most importantly, I was never planning on returning the favor (FYI, it never became an issue).
It got me thinking about fetishes. Sure, there are some I can’t relate to, such as a foot fetish or BDSM (bondage, domination, sadism, and masochism). According to an article on TheRichest.com, BDSM is the number one sexual fetish (Thanks, “50 Shades”).
Honestly, I don’t think I have a fetish. I have a fantasy (going at it against a wall) that’s never become reality, but never a fetish.
I will admit that I do have a thing for guys in baseball hats, and if a guy has any talent with a guitar, I’ll pretty much be his for life. But neither of these tiny obsessions have made their way into my sex life.
After some light Googling, it became clear to me that there’s no real answer as to why people have fetishes, or what causes them.
There are theories, however, about certain fetishes reminding the brain of childhood, such as a spanking fetish (I’m into it) or the “adult baby” thing (not hot).
But if there’s no understood psychological trace to a fetish, then how do people go about discovering them?
Was my guy just simply really obsessed with asses — seemed to be the case — that one day he decided to go ahead and lick one, excessively?
Don’t knock it, ‘til you try it, right?
I don’t need a list of rules or words to get through a session in the sack. There’s no trunk full of goodies (no pun intended) in my bedroom.
Maybe I’m just simple, but so far, sex is pretty fantastic all on its own.
Friday evening marked the start of spring and after this winter, I know a lot of people across the country have been celebrating the coming of warmer weather.
As I mentioned yesterday, spring-ish weather in Louisiana doesn’t last long. But it’s the mark of a fantastic season that means baseball, crawfish, and all kinds of festivals. It’s a fantastic time to be here!
Over the weekend, I joined my friends for the annual Zapp’s Beerfest, perhaps one of my favorite events of the year — 2.5 hours of unlimited drinking and all-you-can-eat Zapp’s chips. Not to mention the abundance of delicious home-brews (I had a banana split porter that was delicious).
It was a cool, overcast day, complete with a shower, but not to worry because I was stomping the grounds with my new rubber boots (pictured above). It’s amazing that I’ve lived in the South for more than ten years and just now got some boots worthy of puddle-stompin’. They kept my feet nice and dry.
I’ve mentioned before how I’m more likely to set goals for myself around my birthday (in July) than I am around the start of a new calendar year. This year, I’m feeling pretty excited about spring. It’s a season of renewal and fresh, new ideas.
With each day, I’m moving closer and closer to making my own business a reality. I’m getting new clients, drafting business proposals and plans, having meetings, listening to podcasts, doing research… It’s a lot of work, but it feels right.
There’s a lot (a TON) of learning in this process, and it’s not always easy. I had a meeting a few weeks ago with a fellow creative and he was telling me about how vulnerable we all are — every time we craft something and send it, we are being judged. Most of the time, I don’t think of it in that way, but there’s definitely some truth to it.
If you’re following me on Twitter, you definitely know that last week, I spent almost four days Tweeting my first book, “How I Fell: Love, Lies & Cocktails,” 140 characters at a time. I’ll be honest, I didn’t think it all the way through in that I had no idea it would take me so long.
I spent a majority of the week staying up, typing. Not only was I lacking sleep (and living off beer and takeout), reading and remembering about such a terrible part in my life was emotionally draining. So, why did I do it?
I never want to put myself into a box. I don’t want to strap myself into a 9-5 schedule. I don’t want to lose that creative edge. Some of the most successful things that have been done, were successful the first time they were done. I want to use all of the tools I have — my brain, my computer, and free marketing services like Twitter, to get my ideas out there.
The consequences? I thought a few people would be annoyed and unfollow me on Twitter, but instead, I gained quite a few followers (score!). But, I also got a text message from someone I’ve known for 11 years. He told me my Tweets were scary. He said my behavior was scaring him and it would be best if we never talked again.
I’ll elaborate more on this and who told me this in a later blog post, but the gist of it is: I may not always been understood. And some of the most successful people aren’t understood. As a writer, most of my work is done alone. I spend a lot of time at my desk, and a lot of my work is introspective.
As sad as I was to lose this “friend,” I know that I can only afford to surround myself with people who support me. That does not mean they agree with everything I say or do. It means they won’t drop off the face of the earth when I think of something out-of-the-box.
In the last month, I’ve spent a lot time wondering if this life, this career will stand in the way of me ever finding love. But, instead of worrying about it, I’m just going to roll with it. I can’t change my brain to please the world.
And so, cheers to spring — bring on the new beginnings. I sure could use some fresh ideas (and flowers) ’round these parts!
Spring is here… and I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for the beach! Living in Louisiana, “Spring” lasts about a week before we’re in the thick of the summer heat and humidity. What does this mean for my hair? It means I shouldn’t waste time with the straightener.
Instead, I’ve been researching other cute ways to wear my hair and still look decent. One fun way to embrace the moisture in the air? Beach hair/waves/styles!
Beach hair is something coveted, probably because it’s something that happens in nature — a mix of the salt water in the air at the beach, mixed with the sun’s heat — no wonder we want to recreate it as much as possible.
After searching online, turns out there’s tons of different ways to create this look at home, including lots of different products to mimic the texture. Here are some options you can try:
- Bumble and Bumble Surf Spray — One 4-ounce bottle of hair styling spray; Seaweed extract helps retain moisture for roughed-looking styles that aren’t dry; Get that sexy, salty, windblown, after-beach look even if you’re miles from the beach; Offers plenty of hold and a clean, matte finish; Imparts extra texture, volume, and a matte finish for loose, sexy styles.
- Not Your Mother’s Beach Babe Texturizing Sea Salt Spray — It adds sexy, tousled waves and a light matte finish to any hair type. Infused with natural dead see salt and sea kelp this salon formula has you and your hair on the boardwalk all year long.
- John Frieda Beach Blonde Sea Waves Sea Salt Spray — Creates or enhances natural waves, and increases grip and texture for a ropey, ripple effect that is fit for everyday beachy style; Sea-salt infused styling spray provides all over full body designed to deliver touchable texture; Provides a versatile look that can be worn with any hair length or texture and the refreshing summer scents evoke emotions of being at the beach.
You can also use mousse, hairspray, or you can even create your OWN sea salt spray at home. There are various recipes out there (thanks, Google), but here’s one from Elle magazine I thought looked great.
Now, how to get the look? There’s also tons of different ways you can go about it, and the biggest factor is probably your hair type (aside from the overall look you’re trying to achieve). Here’s a few different methods.
- Seventeen Magazine: Beach waves for four different types of hair (straight, relaxed, curly, wavy)
- Get beach hair without heat — Twisting & Braiding
Recently, I’ve simply washed my hair, let it air dry overnight, and used a combination of hairspray and Instant Texture Mist from Living Proof. I do have wavy hair in the back, but the sides are pretty limp, so I’m still working on this…
Another way you could aid your beach hair style is by braiding! Check out these 10 braids you can DIY.
What easy styles are you looking forward to this summer? Tried the beach hair thing? Let me know what works and what doesn’t work!