My Back-to-School Essentials

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It’s back to school time, and in college that means not just buying school supplies…but apartment stuff too. Let’s be real, I’m a diva, and so there are some things I refuse to go back to school without.

A new shower head

Shower Head

If you’ve ever seen me in person, my hair is ridiculously thick. It’s so thick that if this whole school thing doesn’t work out, I could probably make money doing Garnier Fructis commercials or something. Because it’s so thick, the sad water pressure of my apartment shower does not cut it in the slightest. There is no way to wash my hair with what feels like the tears of a very small animal gently pattering on my scalp (see awful shower head picture above). This is why I always purchase a new shower head for our apartment, and my superstar/handyman-in-disguise roommate always installs it in place of the awful dorm one. Yes, my hair is that important.

My electric kettle

Electric Kettle

I love tea. If that hasn’t been clear so far, it will be from my upcoming blog redesign (spoiler alert!). Anyway, tea is one of the best things in the world, and it’s how I start every single day in college: with a cup of tea and a few minutes of quiet contemplation…which usually comes in the form of scrolling my Facebook news feed, in all honesty. I also love instant gratification, and this is why my electric kettle is my best friend. My mom had the brilliant idea of buying me one freshman year, and my life has been forever changed by that magic metal thing.

My cute mug collection


I use mugs for everything. I have one on my desk to hold highlighters, another to hold pens, and still another on my vanity, holding all of my brushes and eyeliners. I like mugs because they are versatile and pack up well at the end of the year. My favorite mugs are these two: my “Her Ladyship” and “First Lady” mugs. My sister bought me the former, and which politically-ambitioned man could have bought me the second? Brandon, obviously.

Some form of apartment decorations

Shelves in my bedroom decorated

]Decorating is not just for seventh grade lockers. I am a very aesthetic person, and so I need to live in a space that looks pleasant. Literally half the things I pack at the end of the year are decorations. I have a sign that says “Drama Queen Parks Here” with arrows, which I particularly enjoy, along with a menagerie of cards from friends, pictures, and the recent addition of this amazing European postcard collection from Brandon. My first step whenever I have to move in at the beginning of the year is to swag out my space.


Up-close postcards

My Brita pitcher

Brita pitcher with filter

Photo courtesy of Ernesto. Used under CC2.0 license (my Brita® pitcher is still in storage – I haven’t gotten it back yet!)

Okay, it’s not really my Brita® pitcher. It’s my roommate’s. But still. This has been one of the saving graces for our apartment. The water from our apartment faucet is icky. It’s icky, and I’m not afraid to say it. I would be a bottled water snob, but 1) that’s bad for the environment and 2) ain’t nobody got the money. Our Brita® pitcher has saved me time and time again from having to drink icky water or spend my future kids’ college fund on H20. If you live in a big city like me, and your water is awful, I would definitely recommend this product. It’s available at Target!

What are your back-to-school essentials?


I’m A Fan of the #Fatkini

Last summer, I went out and did something I never thought I’d do.

I went out and bought a bikini.

When I was little, summertime was one of my favorite times of the year. It meant playing outdoors, no school, and swimming in our awesome blow-up pool that Dad would set up for us. Swimming meant swimwear, obviously, and I never thought twice about what I wore. Then, I got to a certain age. And I started caring.

When I got to about fourth grade, I realized that not everyone was encouraged to wear a bikini. It was really only the girls that could “pull it off:” the girls with the bodies for it. So I covered up. I traded bikinis for tankinis and swim shorts, and said goodbye to the summer wardrobe staple I’d worn for years without a second thought.

It wasn’t until this last summer that I reconsidered my idea of a “bikini body,” after seeing my similarly-sized sister take the plunge and buy a bikini top.

To others, bikini tops might be considered immodest, a protest against the patriarchy (a la 1950’s), or the wear of models. To me, however, the bikini has always felt like freedom, and other swimwear a scarlet letter, letting everyone know I’m not in “good enough shape” to wear a bikini. I always felt like my physical attractiveness/fitness was in part measured by my ability to fit into two tiny pieces of fabric and look absolutely flawless doing it. Needless to say, I was falling short.

The “#Fatkini” movement affirms what I’d already decided last summer, after being fed up with hiding myself: There’s no such thing as a bikini body. If you aren’t acquainted, #Fatkini has accompanied thousands of pictures of curvy women wearing bikinis, women that wouldn’t typically wear one due to their size. The movement is about eliminating the idea of a “bikini body” and about empowering women of all sizes to embrace their bodies.

Critics of the movement complain that #Fatkini is going to encourage women that are overweight and unhealthy to stop trying to be healthy, but I think their argument is vacuous.

Not all curvy bodies are unhealthy. There are plenty of women who eat well, exercise regularly, and still aren’t “thin” by general societal standards. Also, self-love is the first step to self-improvement. Allowing curvy women to believe they are gorgeous the way they are allows them to divorce beauty from fitness and pursue a healthy lifestyle while believing they are worth the final result.

The #Fatkini movement is a positive step toward shattering the illusion that “beautiful” is defined by waist size or weight. And I’m a fan.

I thought I’d feel self-conscious wearing a bikini top, but I actually feel the opposite. I find myself feeling better about embracing my body for what it is (awesome shark-attack-esque scar and all) than feeling like it has to be hidden. At the end of the day, my opinion is the only one that matters. And I think I look pretty great.

How do you feel about bikinis? The #Fatkini movement?

Xoxo, Taylor

These Are a Few Of My Favorite Things

What could be more Monday than some Julie Andrews?

Okay, maybe a lot of things.

Anyway, Mondays are usually a day people consider icky, so I’m brightening mine (and hopefully yours!) by sharing with you some of my favorite things right now.

The song “All About That Bass” by Meghan Trainor

This song has quickly swept the web in the last few weeks, with the music video gaining over 14 million views on YouTube. I love the catchy doo-wop melody, but I especially love the lyrics. The song is about self-love, directed at women who don’t fit the mold of celebrity thinness. It’s one of the only songs I can think of put out in recent years that sends a positive message to women of all sizes, while being outrageously catchy and not self-pitying.

The Skimm

I’m not a news reader. I’m going to be honest. Brandon is going to be ashamed that this is even on the internet, but my idea of reading the newspaper is skimming through the Ask Annie column, the horoscopes, and then the births to find out what ridiculous names people are giving kids these days. I often get confused with political jargon and abbreviations, and just give up on the world news.

This is why I’m such a fan of The Skimm. The Skimm is a daily email subscription service that “skims” the news of the day and serves it up in an easy-to-read format, with full explanations of everything and a good bit of sass. It’s the only way I even understand what is happening in the Middle East right now, and since it comes to my inbox, it has made reading the news a part of my daily routine. I highly suggest you subscribe.

Perversion Mascara and Subversion Lash Primer by Urban Decay

Urban Decay Perversion Mascara

Yes, the title is scandalous. It’s not near as bad as Better Than Sex Mascara by Too Faced, but still. Name aside, it’s one of my favorite new beauty products. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about using a lash primer, because it just looks like weird goopy white mascara, but it’s magical in giving my lashes tons more length. The mascara is also awesome. If you’re looking for a new mascara and are willing to splurge, I’d recommend.

This guest post (of mine) on The Half and Half Blog

Yes, I’m shamelessly self-promoting. Sue me. Or don’t, because I can’t really afford a lawyer right now and Brandon hasn’t taken the bar exam. Anyway, I wrote this post about 50 thoughts I have while watching House Hunters, and if you’ve seen the show, or enjoy sass (of course you enjoy sass, or you wouldn’t be reading this blog), then you should check it out. Also, Meg’s blog is one of my favorites and in a lot of ways an inspiration for my own, so you should read the rest of her stuff. It’s awesome.


On the campaign trail for Murray #political #paradetime

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Like vote-for-governor voting? Yes. I’m going to get a little PSA here on you, but if you haven’t voted and are of age, you should! I probably wouldn’t have unless my political boyfriend/the future President dragged me to the courthouse to register absentee, but it’s a great opportunity to make a difference in your community. It’s your civic duty! Also, you get to fill in bubbles with a pen, which is weirdly satisfying. (I didn’t get a photo of me voting – what a shame! So this is Brandon and I campaigning for a secretary of state candidate. It’s like the same thing.)

This Youtube video of this little girl jamming to “Dark Horse”

If you haven’t seen this video, you don’t know what is good in life. This little girl is having a meltdown in the car, until her mom puts on Katy Perry’s “Dark Horse” and she literally loses it. I’m a fan of her dance moves, and that little “OH” face she makes is precious. My sister says this is the face I also make when I’m excited, but that’s yet to be confirmed.

My un-niece and nephew

I mentioned this earlier on the blog, but Brandon’s sister-in-law just had twins, so I’m claiming them unofficially as my niece and nephew. This is a picture of me holding the girl, Evi. This was right after I told her, “If you don’t learn to love food more, we can’t be friends.” I should probably work on my aunt skills before I’m an actual aunt. Oops.

What are your favorite things this week?

Xoxo, Taylor

There Are Some Things People Say That I Just Can’t Even Deal With

Let me stop you right there.

I am generally a patient person, but there are some things that people say that just kill me, and my only thought is “I just can’t.” Here are some of those things.

“I haven’t seen my boyfriend/girlfriend for like a week, and it’s been horrible.”
I totally get it. When you’re in love with someone, it’s hard to be away from them. I mean anyone who says this no disrespect, but as someone who’s been in a LDR, I really have trouble having sympathy. I’m sure someone who hasn’t seen their boyfriend for over a year would scoff at my two-month stints, but still. I would be delighted to see Brandon every week during the school year.

OMG I can't even

“You’re really short.”
Wait, what? I’m actually from an Elvish village where everyone is four feet fall, and I’m a giant. I never realized I wasn’t the same height as normal humans. In all actuality, this doesn’t make me super mad, but it just confuses me. I don’t know why everyone feels the need to tell me this. Yes, I am also blonde. Thank you for sharing.

“…until you have a family someday.”
It’s amazing when you’re a woman how many people are eager to put an expiration date on your career, like I’m going to do this whole “career woman” thing for like five years, then have a family and never return to the work force. If you decide to be a career woman or a stay-at-home mom, either way you’re making a great decision, but I can’t deal with adults who assume I am going to be a stay-at-home mom because that is what women do. I might do that someday, but I might also keep my career. My gender has nothing to do with my decision.

You're really serious, aren't you?

“I quit _______ because I couldn’t get along with ______.”
I feel like this is an excuse people my age love to use. “I quit my job because I couldn’t get along with my boss.” “I quit college because my professors were jerks.” Sometimes these statements have validity, but I feel like people my age sometimes fail to take responsibility for their own actions. There are unpleasant people in life, and how you handle them is within your control. Blaming others’ actions for your own is not an excuse.


“Are you a midget?”
I’ve only gotten this once in my life, but I felt it was worth adding. I don’t really think an explanation is needed of why this makes me SMH.

Cut it out.
“She/he should just lose some weight.”
Weight issues are often so much more than meets the eye. Mental and emotional issues, heredity, and other factors can contribute to someone’s weight. For some people, losing weight or maintaining a reasonable weight is about a lot more than just cutting out eating cake. Assuming that weight gain is linked to the person doing something bad or wrong is unfair, and we probably shouldn’t be judging anyway. I’ve had a couple of issues with my own body image in the past, and so this one especially bothers me, especially when it comes from someone who has never had to worry about their weight.

Are there any things people say that you can’t deal with?

Xoxo, Taylor