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babydeer: sugarcreamcandy: candy-injection: (via msbojangles) This reminds me of my extremely awesome friend Grace. In other news: I bought this V05 hair conditioner from the bottom shelf at CVS and let me just tell you something: shit is amazeballs (TM Randi). It smells like shit (it smells medicated, to be real) and makes your hair greasy as fuck but I discovered if you put it on at night and shampoo the next morning, it makes your hair look so much healthier!  It says its for flyaways and to use as a conditioning styling aid, but that’s complete bukkake unless you enjoy smelling like a mentholated old woman with greasy ass hair. Buy it.  I have straight hair but I can already tell this crap would work wonders on curly, coarse hair.  I might have just done you a huge favor.  Also note, it’s not the hot oil treatment.  Its good old fashioned jelly in a tube and I ain’t talking KY. Moving on… If there is one thing in life I enjoy, it is makeup.  Expensive makeup.  While many a woman has expounded upon the joys of pharmacy makeup shopping with me, I hate it.  I genuinely hate cheap makeup-I don’t find it amusing or useful.  The packaging is gross and most of the products are flaky.  I say, forego the expensive body lotion (I buy that shit at CVS and I don’t need to lie) and buy expensive makeup!  I get bonerz when I walk into a department store and see gleaming shelves of Chanel and Dior.  Oh yes I do.  Which leads me to my next point: how much of an asshole do you feel like talking about and buying luxury goods now? Faltering economies have led most of us to reconsider our spending.  We’re a nation of credit.  We buy things we feel we “deserve” and the media tells us not only do we deserve it, but we’re definitely not living the life we should be if we somehow cut out all these luxury products we’ve grown accustomed to.  Five years ago, I was living off of the $50,000 I had saved up, rocking $300 a pair jeans, LV purses, and buying $15 cocktails in rows of 5 every night since I didn’t have a job (on purpose) and had the money.  Yes.  Except I spent that $50,000 in less than a year, PLUS another $20,000 on credit.  Now, during this time I paid rent, bought a car, went to Hawaii and did some other, relatively “valid” shit, but let’s just say when I figured out I had no more money “hello, bank!  What’s my balance?  Oh, nothing, you say?  Well that is ironic.” I started looking around my house like, this is what I squandered my money on?  WTF am I trying to impress, walking around with big ass F’s and R’s (Frankie B and Rock and Republic) on my ass?  And speaking of, my ass is looking a little bloated from all of those fucking cocktails I’ve been consuming. NICOLE STERNER: PAGING NICOLE STERNER: WAKE THE FUCK UP So yes.  Luxury goods.  They’re for people who can afford them, yet a large portion of those who do cannot. I’ve stopped buying $300 jeans and purses with monograms on them.  Instead, I made a deal with myself that everytime I spent a large amount of money on something frivolous, I’d have to donate the same amount of money to charity.  So for every $150 holster purse I buy (which is the dopest shit ever, check out www.ymylholster.com) I have to send $150 to RAINN or the ASPCA or whoever is my charity of the moment.  This discourages me from buying useless shit (I mean, who these days has $300 to drop every couple of days? Not me) but also helps me put things into perspective.  If you have the money to buy an overpriced holster purse, you have the money to donate to someone or something less fortunate than you. I still have conversations with my lady friends about Rodarte tights and Dior shoes, but there is less of an emphasis on those things now, as people are out of work and times are changing.  How we got to be such a consumer driven culture is a mystery to me…I am a fan of capitalism, but not consumerism.  Buy buy buy, sure, but don’t make your life about CONSUMING.  Humans consume, but they also produce.  Put down the credit card and pick up a paintbrush. The last time I used credit was in Vegas with the girls, and I save credit for “special occasions” and “rainy days” now.  Best not to overuse what you don’t need. xo

babydeer:

sugarcreamcandy:

candy-injection:

(via msbojangles)

This reminds me of my extremely awesome friend Grace.

In other news:

I bought this V05 hair conditioner from the bottom shelf at CVS and let me just tell you something: shit is amazeballs (TM Randi). It smells like shit (it smells medicated, to be real) and makes your hair greasy as fuck but I discovered if you put it on at night and shampoo the next morning, it makes your hair look so much healthier!  It says its for flyaways and to use as a conditioning styling aid, but that’s complete bukkake unless you enjoy smelling like a mentholated old woman with greasy ass hair.

Buy it.  I have straight hair but I can already tell this crap would work wonders on curly, coarse hair.  I might have just done you a huge favor. 

Also note, it’s not the hot oil treatment.  Its good old fashioned jelly in a tube and I ain’t talking KY.

Moving on…

If there is one thing in life I enjoy, it is makeup.  Expensive makeup.  While many a woman has expounded upon the joys of pharmacy makeup shopping with me, I hate it.  I genuinely hate cheap makeup-I don’t find it amusing or useful.  The packaging is gross and most of the products are flaky.  I say, forego the expensive body lotion (I buy that shit at CVS and I don’t need to lie) and buy expensive makeup!  I get bonerz when I walk into a department store and see gleaming shelves of Chanel and Dior.  Oh yes I do.  Which leads me to my next point: how much of an asshole do you feel like talking about and buying luxury goods now?

Faltering economies have led most of us to reconsider our spending.  We’re a nation of credit.  We buy things we feel we “deserve” and the media tells us not only do we deserve it, but we’re definitely not living the life we should be if we somehow cut out all these luxury products we’ve grown accustomed to.  Five years ago, I was living off of the $50,000 I had saved up, rocking $300 a pair jeans, LV purses, and buying $15 cocktails in rows of 5 every night since I didn’t have a job (on purpose) and had the money.  Yes.  Except I spent that $50,000 in less than a year, PLUS another $20,000 on credit.  Now, during this time I paid rent, bought a car, went to Hawaii and did some other, relatively “valid” shit, but let’s just say when I figured out I had no more money “hello, bank!  What’s my balance?  Oh, nothing, you say?  Well that is ironic.” I started looking around my house like, this is what I squandered my money on?  WTF am I trying to impress, walking around with big ass F’s and R’s (Frankie B and Rock and Republic) on my ass?  And speaking of, my ass is looking a little bloated from all of those fucking cocktails I’ve been consuming.

NICOLE STERNER: PAGING NICOLE STERNER: WAKE THE FUCK UP

So yes.  Luxury goods.  They’re for people who can afford them, yet a large portion of those who do cannot.

I’ve stopped buying $300 jeans and purses with monograms on them.  Instead, I made a deal with myself that everytime I spent a large amount of money on something frivolous, I’d have to donate the same amount of money to charity.  So for every $150 holster purse I buy (which is the dopest shit ever, check out www.ymylholster.com) I have to send $150 to RAINN or the ASPCA or whoever is my charity of the moment.  This discourages me from buying useless shit (I mean, who these days has $300 to drop every couple of days? Not me) but also helps me put things into perspective.  If you have the money to buy an overpriced holster purse, you have the money to donate to someone or something less fortunate than you.

I still have conversations with my lady friends about Rodarte tights and Dior shoes, but there is less of an emphasis on those things now, as people are out of work and times are changing.  How we got to be such a consumer driven culture is a mystery to me…I am a fan of capitalism, but not consumerism.  Buy buy buy, sure, but don’t make your life about CONSUMING.  Humans consume, but they also produce.  Put down the credit card and pick up a paintbrush.

The last time I used credit was in Vegas with the girls, and I save credit for “special occasions” and “rainy days” now.  Best not to overuse what you don’t need.

xo

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