The biggest reason I quit my job was to save myself. I once wrote in my journal that it was like living in a Plexiglass box. You know how Plexiglass gets yellowed with time, gets scratches, goes cloudy? My Plexiglass box was letting me see life, but I wasn’t really…
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One of the benefits to using affiliate links is I can retrieve analytics on them. How often were they clicked, how often did they end up selling, what are the most popular categories, brands, and more. I found your favorites were some of my favorite purchases from the year –…
This is a long one, but this was a long year. 2017 was intense in many ways, in this post I recap one of the biggest whirlwinds of my life, taking this blog from passion to profession and hopes for the New Year. I wish all of you a 2018…
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This post is sponsored by FreshDirect, but all thoughts are my own. This summer I was invited to a lunch to celebrate the launch of FreshDirect DC. Prior to the event, I hadn’t heard of FreshDirect but it was happening a day when I was off work, it involved free…
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Last weekend I wrote a long post about my one-month anniversary for quitting my day job and blogging full time and my blog ate it. I was in Texas, it was 11pm (so really midnight back home) and my dashboard (the backend of my blog) seemed to go back in…
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When I got engaged, I was 27 and a size 12. Karl bought me a ring in a size 8 which fit perfectly in November 2002 when he proposed, but was a bit snug in the warmer months when hands swell. When I got engaged, I went on a diet.…
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When Marie Denee of The Curvy Fashionista invited me to speak on a panel at The TCFStyle Expo I was thrilled. One of my blog goals for 2017 was to do more public speaking and the TCF Expo looked like such an awesome event. I invited my sister Debbie to…
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UGH SHORTS, amirite? They’re rarely flattering, they ride up, they bag, bunch, gape, bind. They seem to highlight the worst parts of a figure. I’ve spent many summers pretending I’m completely comfortable in a pair of cropped pants or jeans and I’m over it. I’m enjoying life, and I’m not…
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