The other day, I posted about how closets in the real world (as opposed to blogger-world) do not have all matching hangers, because hangers are weird-expensive and the wire ones that the dry cleaner gives you are free…and then a reader told me about the skinny velvet hangers you can buy in packs of 25 at Ross, and now I am one of those people with a closet full of matching hangers. (The shame.)
Teeny-tiny moccasins with little palm leaves on them?!?!? Stop it.
My dear friend Gala’s first book, Radical Self Love: A Guide to Loving Yourself and Living Your Dream, is available for one week more only over on Amazon. Gala lived through an eating disorder, battled depression, and struggled with her desire to find a career she loved, and came out the other side – and this book is geared towards helping readers do the same. The book is as lovely as she is.
All the tears. (Man And Father Took Same Photo For 27 Years, via Nextshark.)
An Ikea designer tells us what our homes will look like in five years. Cool. (7 Predictions For What Your Home Will Look Like In 2020, via Fast Company.)
Oh, obsessed. I will likely never own these, but still: obsessed.
Cute. (I Want To Be Single…But With You, via The Huffington Post.)
While writing my second book, I found myself falling victim to this temptation constantly. There is value in being easy to work with, but there’s also value in making sure you’re heard. This is a great reminder. (The Cool Author, via AndreaDunlop.net.)
What are a wedding officiant’s “actual” responsibilities? How do you find the right one? How much to tip? Good questions. (How To Hire A Wedding Officiant, via Thumbtack.)
Every morning, Kendrick and I engage in The Battle Of The Flies with a spatula. This is ridiculous. So: I bought a gardenia-shaped flyswatter, and now life is better. (For us. Not for the flies.)
This story is just so beautiful, and such a nice read on a Friday morning. (The Woman In The Window, via MommyEverAfter.)
How cool is this desk lamp?! So cool.
“Luck” suggests that we are out of control of our own love lives. This post is great. (Five Reasons I Am Not Lucky To Have My Husband, via Huffington Post.)
Because I am no longer capable of making it into a nail salon every three weeks, I’ve decided to drop the gel manicure thing for the time being. Ordered this polish, and LOVE it – it looks like a watermelon popsicle fell onto your fingertips. Sheer, pinky-rose, gorgeous.
See ya, Google+. (Can I admit that I’m relieved to no longer have to pretend that I’m “pushing out” content on Google+ to the nobody who sees it?) (Google Threw In The Towel On Google+, But Its Social Problems Aren’t Going Away, via BusinessInsider.)
Only three days left in the Nordstrom Anniversary Sale! (Majorly reduced prices on new fall arrivals.)
You know what? I agree. The directives for change should come from the people who are dealing with a dangerous situation, not from celebrities with an agenda (albeit a presumably humanitarian one). (Prostitutes Tell Lena Dunham To Stop Grandstanding About Sex Work, via The Daily Beast.)