Yo, I’m so juiced

THREE DAY JUICE CLEANSE HAS OFFICIALLY BEEN COMPLETED. After consulting with a few friends who are juice cleanse veterans, I decided to go with cleanse 1 from Pressed Juicery. It’s a bit higher calorie and meant for first time juicers (because it’s a bit tastier than some of the other ones) and also athletes due to it’s calorie content. Perfect. In most of my experiences with juice cleanses, work outs are a bit scary. So I’m looking forward to being able to sustain normal activity during these three days. I’m also obsessed with with the pressed freezes from Pressed so I already had a little bit of a bias towards going there.

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DAY ONE

1. 9:30 am: Vanilla almond (almonds, dates, vanilla bean and sea salt)

YUM. Obviously I’m going into this whole thing super optimistic and I’m sure by the third day I’m going to probably hate the taste of it…but for now YUM. I opened this one up in the parking lot of Pressed Juicery because I knew that I would love it. This one is one of the heavier juices, almost like a shake. That being said, it’s a little chalky. For some reason I like that though. Even when it comes to my chai, I won’t order it if it’s made with syrup because I like the chalkiness of the chai powder. Strange (and also a little coffee shop snob of me).Greens 3 (kale, spinach, romaine, parsley, cucumber, celery, apple, lemon and ginger)

2. 11:30 am: Greens 3 (kale, spinach, romaine, parsley, cucumber, celery, apple, lemon and ginger)

Alright, this one tastes more like what you would think a juice cleanse should taste like. Pretty earthy. I did a few one-day cleanses back in college and this is the taste I remember. The apple and lemon is the saving grace in this one for sure. I’m also a huge ginger fan so as earthy as it is, I’m still a fan. I should note that you’re supposed to drink at least 2 cups of water between each juice. There is no water in any of the juices, so in order to keep hydrated and digestion working properly, H20 is crucial. I also opened up the chlorophyll water (which is bright green) for the day as well. It helps sustain energy throughout the day.

3. 2:30 pm: Roots 2 (carrot, kale, romaine, spinach, parsley, apple, lemon and ginger)

It’s orange!!! This one’s not too much different than the last one as far as taste goes. But the carrot does take the edge off a bit. By this point in the day, I’m half way through the 6 and I had yet to be hungry. I haven’t done a lot of extra physical activity up until this point (my body was crying after rehearsal the night before).

4. 5 pm: Citrus 2 (pineapple, apple, lemon and mint)

This one tastes like a tropical cocktail…minus the alcohol. I love pineapple juice so I’m a huge fan. I will say it’s a bit challenging to choke down a drink so sweet after the last two drinks were so earthy tasting. Still good, nonetheless. I drank this one as I headed to work for a 6 hour shift. Which means (as you probably guessed) I had to take my last two juices to work. So now I’m officially that bougie girl who does juice cleanses at work, oops. I still felt great at this point and was sending a prayer to the juice gods that that would continue throughout my shift.

5. 7:30 pm: Greens 2 (kale, spinach, romaine, parsley, cucumber, celery, apple, lemon)

Alight, this is when I started feeling slightly crazy. Just before it was time to go in for juice number 5, I low-key felt buzzed at work. I’m not sure if this is just from all of the running around at Kahuna Tiki or if my body was starting to adjust to the whole 3 day liquid diet but wooof. I had never looked forward to drinking baby poop green liquid in my life. Even though this is one of the lighter drinks, it was interesting to feel the shift in my energy and stability after sucking this one down. I was gonna survive work, yay!!!!!

6. 10 pm: Chocolate Almond (almonds, dates, cacao, sea salt)

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This one is basically the sister of the first drink of the day. So. Great. Perfect sweet treat to end the night feeling energized and full. Like I said earlier with the vanilla almond, this one is also heavier and slightly chalky. I drank this one at work as well. To be honest, I was a little nervous about sticking to the schedule of the cleanse while still going about my normal daily activities. I think a lot of people are. But after the first day went so smooth, that’s definitely not a valid worry to have. People (at least around here) are familiar and acceptable of the juice cleanse life. They know what it is, even if they don’t know much about it. That being said, no one looks at you weird or tries to tempt or force you into eating solids.

*Bonus* 11:45 pm: Aloe water

Since Pressed was having a special, I went ahead and threw in the Aloe water along with the Chlorophyll water for each day. It brought the total from $84 to $104 (normally it would have been near $160). You’re supposed to drink the aloe water just before bed to aid with digestion. I still had some chlorophyll water left at that point as well so I basically sat in my kitchen watching K-pop videos with Annie (my Aussie roommate who is obsessed) until they were finished. This got a little weird though. Have you ever sucked down like 3 glasses of ice water the second you sit down at a restaurant and suffered from intense chills?? <— Me trying to be relatable but i don’t know if this has ever happened to anyone else. Well, if so, that’s the kind of feeling I had immediately after. I’m typically a pretty warm blooded human and would take being a little chilly over being too hot any day. But I had to grab a sweatshirt and a few extra blankets until I warmed up a little bit #strange. Anyway, by the time it was a little past midnight I was MORE than ready for bed and feeling pretty accomplished that the first day went so smooth!

DAY TWO

Disclaimer: Just so you know, each day consists of the same juices in the same order. So for the next few days, I’m not going to spend too much time focusing on the taste of everything, cause (if you can read) you already know that.

8 am 

Wooo, good morning day two!!! I woke up feeling very refreshed, unbloated and a little bit hungry. On a normal morning, I’m usually a bit groggier- especially lately. For some reason it’s been so difficult to get out of bed this last week, so I was pleasantly surprised to be ready to roll out of bed at a decent time. I didn’t necessarily have anything on my agenda for the day, so I went into the day not feeling too nervous about adding another 24 hours to my cleanse, starting with the yummy vanilla almond drink.

11:30 am

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I headed out to run a few errands and took the second juice along (this is the super green one). Still feeling energized and fine, I had a realization. I couldn’t even go sit at a coffee shop after finishing up my errands. That’s like one of my favorite things to do. I mean I guess I could have gotten a table and sat there until they figured out that I didn’t buy anything from there. Dang. So many activities are centered around food and beverages, it’s wild. I’ve always known that but the struggle is REAL when you’re mid juice cleanse. So basically, the only thing I could do while I was out and about was pop into a few stores and window shop. What could have easily been a 3 hour trip down Ventura Blvd. turned into 40 minutes cause I was just out of things to do and had stuff to do back at the homestead.

1:30 pm

By this time, I’m starting to feel a little bit sleepy. I couldn’t really tell if this was because of the juices or if it was just one of those weeks. We had a lot happening here since Kelly was getting ready to leave for the cruise and Annie was moving into my room so that could have also played into it. I ended up fighting the urge to nap and did some apartment hunting while I sipped on the carrot/ginger juice. I’m stressed out enough about finding a new place so that distracted me from the fact that I was now 36 hours (HALF WAY!!!!) into the cleanse.

That lasted a little while, but I ended up back in my bed after about an hour. I had planned to get back into Sienna’s heels class that night so I thought I should try to preserve my energy.

4:30 pm

You should know that I may be one of the world’s worst nappers. What I am good at is laying in bed for the length of a nap and staring at a computer screen or finding 1 million things to do on the computer that make me feel productive. So, rather than nap, that’s what I did to prepare for class. That and drink my 4th juice, the yummy tropical tasting one. I ended up eating a handful of raw and unsalted almonds too before heading out the door. Pressed Juicery recommends this if you are feeling a bit drained or needed more fuel for any reason.

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So uninteresting.

With that, I headed off to heels class. Not only was this the most activity I had done since starting the cleanse, but it was also my first time back in class (and in heels) since making Clippers. Hello nerves. The first thing I noticed was that the only thing in my head for the first 30 minutes of class was “shit I’m probably gonna fall over” and “there’s no way I can pick up this choreo, I have juice brain”. While those may have been valid thoughts, the second I was able to shake them, I couldn’t tell a difference between class on any other day. I finished feeling accomplished, energized and definitely sweaty. WOOP!

7 pm

Time for the other green af juice. I actually ended up liking this one just as much as the others by the end of the cleanse. Kelly and I were about to head to go see the most recent Annabelle in Burbank and I knew I was about to endure the smell of popcorn for the next 2 hours. That actually didn’t end up being to bad but by the time the movie was over, I was HANGRY and NEEDED the last juice of the day: the chocolate almond.

11:45 pm

One small problem- Annie had taken the keys, Kristyn was at work and Kelly and I were locked out of the apartment. Guess what we did to kill time…WALK AROUND RALPHS WHICH IS FULL OF FOOD. Great idea!!!!!! It wasn’t even that I was craving any specific food, or any food for that matter, but the fact that I couldn’t even buy anything there had me feeling a bit trapped. Luckily, we only had to wait about 45 minutes for Kristyn to get off work to let us in. I basically broke the door down trying to get upstairs to drink my final juice of the day.

Also FYI, the new Annabelle movie is shit.

It was finally time for bed and my aloe water. We had an early morning ahead of us for the Iowa v ISU game!

DAY THREE: THE LAST DAY!!!!

7:30 am

WOOO GO HAWKS!!!! We woke up at the crack of dawn (I basically chugged my final vanilla almond juice), dressed our favorite Aussie roommate like a real life hawks fan and headed to Barney’s Beanery in Santa Monica! The alumni association out here has declared it an Iowa bar and puts on fun little events for the games there! It’s so fun to go and see people from college who are out here or even jus the Iowa pennants hanging on the wall. AND you get 40% off your tab if you wear Hawkeye gear!! Obviously I didn’t rack up much of a tab this time, but seriously if you love the Hawks and you’re out here ya gotta go!!!

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Before heading down the road, I packed 3 juices in my big ass mom purse. I even threw in an ice pack to keep them cold. Since I wasn’t drinking (or eating for that matter) I drove us to Santa Monica for the game (like a true mom).

10:30 am

Here comes Holly drinks juice at a bar part one. So by this point I’m on like my 4th water, Kelly is on her 2nd G&T and the other girls are finishing up their first mimosa. Sweet potato fries have been ordered and I’m over here at the end of the table cracking out the green juice. Pretty comical. The weird part was that it wasn’t even difficult to ignore the food that they ordered. Not even the smell of it made me want it. I’m not sure if it was because the juice was keeping me satisfied or the fact that I had spent over $100 on the juices and was therefore committed, but either way I remained happily food and drinkless.

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1:30 pm (ish)

FREAKING GO HAWKS. What a good game you guys. So cool to see all of the fans at Barney’s going absolutely crazy as we beat the cyclones (again). We had run into some friends who went to Iowa and decided to go to the Bungalow afterwards. On the way there, I smashed the carrot one so I could get that out of the way before going into the bar. Honestly, the most annoying part of this whole thing wasn’t the lack of alcohol consumed, but dealing with everyone and their brother bumping into my mom bag. Seriously I about swung it at like 6 people’s heads. I still had a blast though. As per usual, Kelly whipped out Heads Up at the bar. By about 4 we were ready to head out, and guess who was hungry…Kelly. I was so excited to go watch Kelly eat another meal!!!!!

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What’s worse is she picked one of my favorite spots, Lemonade. Lucklily it was time for the tropical juice so I kind of felt like I was drinking one of their bomb lemonades….kinda. If you feel like I’m sugar coating the whole cleanse, I’m really not. I’m not 100% sure of all the science that goes into creating a cleanse regime but I really did feel satisfied about 80% of the time.

7 pm

After we got home, I was planning on diving into my bed and then I remembered…our photoshoot for clippers is tomorrow and my nails are a wreck. We had specific instructions to have them done (or at least looking nice), so I figured I should go take care of that. Of course, they could only do them if I got there around 6:15 so that left me with about 20 minutes of pillow time. I finished the 5th juice on the way out of my place while all of my full and slightly buzzed roommates took a little snooze.

*If you think you’re noticing a theme here to STAY BUSY while on a juice cleanse, you’re spot on.

10:30 pm

 

TIME FOR MY FINAL JUICE!!!!! Our friend Caitlyn stayed at our place that night and we had originally all planned to go to dinner…buttttt #JuiceCleanse. So we opted for a quick trip to grab some chipotle for her (nothing has ever smelled so good) to take back to our place for a movie night in. I crushed my very last chocolate almond while watching Memoirs of a Geisha (solid movie) and headed off to bed dreaming about what the heck I was going to eat the next morning. Ultimately though, I was feeling SO accomplished. I FINISHED THE CLEANSE AND DIDN’T DIE!!!!

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Neck pillow on FLEEK. 

POST CLEANSE

I feel like this is the neglected portion of any info on juice cleanses you may find online. It’s so crucial not to binge eat (on whatever you may have been craving during your cleanse) the second you finish all of your juices. I mean you’ve done nothing but digest liquids for 72 hours…how do you think your body is going to react if you hit up your favorite Mexican joint right after a cleanse??? EASE INTO NORMAL FOOD PEOPLE. Trust me. Luckily for me, I wasn’t craving anything bad. I just did my body so much good for 3 days and didn’t want to undo all of that. Actually the only thing I was craving was a kale noodle poke bowl from this place across the street (this is strange, I am aware).

Moving on. I woke up feeling light and refreshed. My skin was pretty clear and I could tell that I had lost some water weight. I hopped on the scale just out of curiosity and ended up being about 4 pounds down. Don’t get me wrong…weight loss wasn’t the goal here, but I’ll take it. Not a bad confidence booster before going into my first photoshoot with the Clippers!

We all went to Kreation (you have to go if you haven’t) in the morning and they recommended I order the jungle bowl- this is an accai bowl with lots of greens and the same ingredients that were in a lot of the juices. I did make a mistake though. I had them add banana. OUCH. Bananas have made my stomach hurt in the past but DANG. My stomach was in knots the entire way to the photoshoot. But by the time I got there and had drank a lot of water, I felt relatively normal. During the shoot I snacked on a few nuts and veggies here and there…even had a cup of coffee (which made me feel turnt after not drinking any caffeine for 3 days). I didn’t quite trust my stomach with much else at the point.

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After a GREAT day with the team (I’ll be writing about that a little bit later) you better believe I smashed a Kale noodle poke bowl when I got home.

ALL IN ALL

When it was all said and done, I loved my first juice cleanse experience. I felt like I could have even done it for a few more days. So if you’re teetering on giving it a go, I say DO IT. As far as advice goes I would say

  1. img_4696Plan to do your cleanse accordingly. If you have a wedding to go to, a birthday to celebrate or lots of physical activity coming your way that’s probably not the right time to try and do it. Don’t make it harder on yourself than it has to be.
  2. COMMIT. If you’re gonna spend the money on the juices, drink them. Make the sacrifices you need to to complete the cleanse, it’s only 3 days of your life.
  3. Stay busy to stay mentally tough. Obviously don’t wear yourself out, but if you’re just sitting around all day your mind is going to start to drift (pizza, tacos, ice cream……..).
  4. Follow the rules. You gotta stay hydrated otherwise you will feel like ass at the end of the three days.
  5. Ease back in to solid foods!!! Your body will love you for it.

 

 

 

 

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When the beach teaches you more than you learned in college

I’ve been trying to explore a little bit more. As I’ve said before, I’ve gotten pretty comfortable in the stretch between North Hollywood to Studio City. Which is great news that I’m sure my friends and family back home love to hear! I’M COMFY HERE!!! But now that Summer is around the corner and I feel at home, I decided to make a list of places and activities I need to accomplish or see. Time to branch out and really explore California beyond the valley. And let me tell ya, I’m finding some good stuff. Like did you know there’s Yoga on the ocean?!!??! It’s literally called YOGAQUATICS. I’m 200% sure I’ll fall off the board but that’s a for sure on the list.

I started my quest this week with El Matador State beach in Malibu. I’ve been craving a solo beach day pretty much since I moved in. Now that it’s finally hot and I have a few performances coming up this month, it’s the perfect time to get my tan on. I’ve been bad lately (mom don’t read this part) about not wearing sunscreen and, learning from Kristyn the lobster’s mistakes, (okay mom, start reading again) I doused myself with SPF 15 before heading out the door. My whole ride to the beach was filled with good jams and light traffic- finally starting to get the hang of the traffic patterns.IMG_1743Once I got there, I noticed that it was pretty overcast; cold, even. Even so, I figured I would spend a good three hours there and that it probably felt different once I got down to the actual beach. Figuring all this in, I paid for 3 hours of parking up front. Oh and I forgot to mention I got beachside parking. That literally never happens.

It seemed like the stars were aligning for me to have a fun-in-the-sun beach day and who knows, maybe I’ll even meet some cool new people on the beach since I’ve been on a roll with that! If not, I already had plans to call back the 27392 people who I’m still lucky to call friends after absolutely SUCKING at staying in touch (shoutout to you guys!!!). When I finally got down to the beach, the people were sparse, the wind was strong and it was even colder than I thought it would be. Great.IMG_1763In my head, I was initially pissed that I had just driven 45 minutes, paid for parking and hyped up this day so much. I went back and forth between wanting to find a beach beach, thinking that maybe if I walked down far enough, I could just keep my same parking spot? Or maybe I should just go back to a space that I knew. Zuma? Maybe even by the pier. But then I looked around…

Damn. This place was beautiful. I felt like I was on the set of Lemony Snicket’s version of the Little Mermaid, complete with rocks and full of cloudy gloom. How did I miss all of this when I first arrived? How did I ever even have the thought to leave?IMG_1757Naturally, when I began to take in the beauty of El Matador, I pulled out my phone to post photos on every form of social media I could. Dumb. And the beach said “nope.” There is absolutely zero cell service down there. It’s like I was meant to be there alone with just my thoughts and the crash of the ocean against the rocks. Completely disconnected.

Not going to lie, I struggled at first. But I learned so much from my adventure that day. IMG_1798After a few hours of writing, thinking and exploring I packed up my things and headed to a cute little place called Sun Life Organics (another spot on my list). They literally have a drink with all of my favorite things: banana, raw almond butter, hemp milk and even coffee. That’s basically Holly in a shake. AND IT’S CALLED THE BLACK GOLD. Fricken GO HAWKS!

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How cool ^^^

Driving home, Black Gold in hand, I wasn’t so lucky with traffic. But I did have plenty of time to reflect on my exploration at El Matador and what the beach had taught me that day.

Sometimes you don’t get what you expected, but you get what you needed.

I moved to LA & now I like yoga

Ugh and I hate myself for sipping a matcha latte while I write this.

When I think about the top 5 ways to make fun of an Iowan I would say corn, cows, farms, beer and probably……corn…..again. My top 5 stereotype slams to Californians are quite the opposite: vegan, non-GMO, gluten free, kale and yoga. Don’t get me wrong, all of the 5 (unlike my Iowa list) are great for your body – except gluten free because I refuse to believe that 90% of the population here has celiac disease, but that’s beside the point.

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It’s funny how you only make fun of something for so long until you find yourself submerged in it. Kind of like everyone who thinks I’m disgusting for my peanut butter and pickle sandwich UNTIL THEY TRY IT.

Moving on. We’re lucky enough to have a gym in our apartment complex. Thank god cause gym memberships can be expeeeeeensive. But sometimes it’s just not that motivating to take the elevator to the basement and see the same 4 people that go to the gym at the same time. Not wanting to spend money (a reoccurring theme in 362), but still wanting to switch up our fitness routine, we started looking around. Turns out there are so many free trials in LA!!!! WHO KNEW. Naturally, we scoured the internet for the longest ones to try out first and stumbled upon Core Power yoga. CORE POWER DOES A FREE WEEK PEOPLE. And apparently that’s nationwide. And apparently everyone seemed to already know this before Kelly and I did……but better late than never!

The first few classes were slightly brutal. It can be SO hard to shut your mind off and I don’t think I’ve ever taken that many deep breaths in my life. But after the week was over, I had noticed EXTREME differences. During my last class I was finally able to lay there, in complete stillness, extremely present in the moment. This may seem like a strange thing to note as a victory. Of course I noticed the obvious things like improved strength, flexibility and balance. But stillness. Stillness is a weird thing. To just sit there and be absolutely content with nothing moving except for your heart and lungs. I don’t know why it’s so hard for me. Like to the point where if I try to give myself a day off to just relax, it’s nearly impossible. That’s why I felt like I took a lot away from being able to tune out all other outside distractions. I also really loved the idea of setting a mantra or intent before going into a task- yoga or not- and being fully submerged in that mantra. Actually, since my experience at Core Power, I’ve even carried that over into my dancing by making my movement tailor to these specific rules or thoughts. Some that work really well for me are patience, vulnerability and persistence.

Now I’m no yogi by any means, but I’ll be back for sure. In fact, you may have seen me in the system as Molly Zymer coming in for her first free week!!! Yeah. I stooped that low and created an alias to get a free week- don’t tell my mom.

Anyway, I highly recommend yoga for your sanity, especially if you constantly struggle with not being present. I plan on buying a membership (a major hit to the bank account), but in the meantime the internet is a brilliant brilliant thing and if you can get past feeling like a freak doing yoga in your apartment, DO IT. Also, check out free shit in your area cause it’s insane. Especially when you live somewhere as big as Los Angeles. I’ll be testing out a variety of different work out methods (fo free) so stay tuned for more adventures. And more importantly, if you have any other suggestions for free trials out here letcho girl know!!!

In conclusion, yes. I’ve embraced the yoga-obsessed Californian stereotype and now I have to go so I can finish packing for Coachella……….#california #glutenfree #nonGMO #ihatemyself

Holly makes a face mask

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Alright people, I don’t know about you, but my skin has basically turned against me. I don’t know if its the season change or what…but it’s like the 13-year-old pre-pubescent me has taken over and has far overstayed her welcome. So, here I am, fed up and trolling around the depths of the internet trying to find some sort of quick fix. A quick fix that doesn’t cost me more that $20 because I’m moving and have allowed myself $70 total in spending money the next two weeks (wish me luck).

I found some stuff that included raw eggs but that sounds slimy and is quite frankly a little weird for me. Also, I’m not down to go do some witchcraft ish and mix together the hair of a wild boar and wing of a bat or something (ok I didn’t really find this remedy online, but when you’re living in a small town, some of these ingredients are just as hard to find).

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I’m proud to announce that I found one that saved me from spending any dollars whatsoever. Please hold your applause. All it takes is

  • 1 tablespoon of honey
  • 2 teaspoons of cinnamon
  • a small bowl
  • a spoon
  • PAPER TOWELS BECAUSE STICKY

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Step uno, squeeze out the honey (one tablespoon) into some sort of measuring device. I would suggest doing this either over the sink or the little bowl you’re about to mix it in because, quite honestly, honey is a little bit of a bitch to clean up.

At this point in my complaints about honey, and all of it’s messy glory, you may be wondering why it’s worth using in the first place. Honey actually is a great agent in warding off bacteria. While high dollar Manuka honey is best for its medicinal purposes, I’m working with what I got and so can you. Honey also acts as a natural anti-inflammatory, so it’s perfect to use mid-breakout when your skin absolutely hates you.

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Next, take the two teaspoons of cinnamon and toss it in there. The purpose of the cinnamon is also to fight bacteria, it’s anti-microbial so it can put up against any bacteria that may have found a new home on your face (ew).
Stir

Alright, alright, alright! Now that you’ve got all two of the ingredients in your handy dandy little mixing bowl, time to stir them up. The thickness of this mixture depends entirely on the type of honey you decided to use. The first time I made this mask, it was almost as thick as Elmer’s glue. This time, I used an all natural honey that I picked up from a gift store at a nearby pumpkin patch. For some reason, it was a little bit runnier than your typical store-bought honey.

Anyway, don’t be alarmed if yours isn’t quite the same consistency as the mixture to the left (how fun is that gif?!). Now that you’re done stirring, keep that spoon nearby and make sure you have a towel handy for when it’s time to take off your mask (or incase you get a little messy in the application process)

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It should look kind of like this when you’re done, but again the consistency may be slightly different.
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How you apply the mask depends on you, but I typically opt for the less messy option and use the back of the spoon to apply the mask. It’s just as easy to use your fingers, just make sure that you’re doing it over a sink so you can quick rinse off those sticky digits.

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Sometimes it can get a bit drippy, so think about wearing a shirt you don’t care for, or lining your collar with paper towels….kinda like you’re 6 again and your mom is afraid you’ll get lasagna all over yourself at family dinner.
Welp, here I am looking like I fell face first into a pile of dog poop…

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This is me. Looking ridiculous af…laughing at myself in the mirror…Also peep the cliche bathroom decor in the background (thanks mom and dad).
Like I said, be aware that this sticky concoction can get a little bit messy. I spilled down my sweatshirt. I didn’t drool, I promise I’m not a complete slob. Oh ,but also important to note that it tastes extremely good.

WARNING: do not do this mask if you are hungry. You will have none left on your face…or at least surrounding your mouth.

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After you’ve got it all over your face, find something to occupy your time for 10-15 minutes. Like maybe pick up the book you’ve been trying to finish for 3 months, or down a glass of wine (or 4).

Take a wash cloth and run it under warm water for a hot second (lol puns). Then proceed to rinse your face off  like you would if you were washing your face with your daily cleanser.

This is my favorite part. Because the cinnamon is grainy, it exfoliates your skin as you rinse it off.

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If your face looks a little bit red after you’re done, don’t freak out. It’s just from the exfoliation (unless you’re allergic to honey or cinnamon and you’re having a horrible reaction which I am 100p not liable for BY THE WAY).

Weeee, you’re done! And you’re face likely feels fantastic. It’s amazing what you can find in your cupboard, people. Always turn to your kitchen before spending a dime.

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Did you try this mask?! Let me know whatcha think!

Botched: the hair edition

derpReal life photo of me smiling through the pain^^

I made the grave mistake of cutting my locks in the middle of my Abercrombie and Fitch denim skirt phase. Hind-sight is 20/20 but anyone with half a brain knows that no major decision should be made when you all but worship that stupid little moose logo. Since coming home with the early 2000’s signature side swept bangs, and practically a bowl cut, I’ve been trying to grow it back out. Believe me when I say I’ve tried everything from strange oils to prenatal vitamins. And hey I was making some progress until I met she-who-shall-not-be-named (a hair dresser who is probably related to satan).

For those of  you who haven’t noticed, Holly the 20-year-old has left the building and an unhot version of Stacy’s mom has entered stage right, red hot. The version of Stacy’s mom that is probably on her third cup of coffee and has something stuck in her teeth. Welcome over-caffeinated Stacy’s mom with the librarian bob, wish I could say I was glad to have ya. Some of it is probably my fault for not having a routine hair stylist in Iowa City, or anywhere for that matter. Maybe I’m an unclear communicator, but here I am 3 cycles of hair dye and two haircuts later with a style that is nowhere near what I expected. I will say that some salvation came my way during fix #3 in the form of a stylist back in my hometown- so I at least feel less like a colonial woman now. Bless your soul, Tiffany.

All of that being said, I can’t pinpoint a time in my life where I felt less like myself than I do right now. I’ve committed myself to a life of ponytail nubs and baseball-cap-wearing to try and hide the degree of friedness (which is high af). To be honest, I hate myself for getting so tied up in something as superficial as a haircut. But dude, you’re lying to yourself if you said someone’s hair isn’t among the first things you notice. Kind of gross how big of a role physical appearance plays, but unfortunately that’s kind of the way it goes at this stage of life. How I feel is typically a bit of a direct link to how I present myself on the outside and that works the opposite way as well.

Somewhere along the line I’ve let myself fall into a place where something as small as a botched haircut can result in a mini identity crisis- a personality flaw that needs stopped in its tracks. So I’m teaching myself to embrace the bedhead, care less about what everyone may think of it and move the hell on. It is hair. It freaking grows back. Get over it. Change is good and, hey, as I’ve said before, I think the biggest improvements as a person come from your most uncomfortable experiences. Obviously this is just a blip on the scale of uncomfortable or unfortunate happenings (and I tend to be a little bit overdramatic) but that doesn’t mean I can’t learn something from it. Even if it’s just to never go back to she-who-shall-not-be-named.