The Importance of Doing Nothing

My apartment smells like an Anthropologie candle. A steaming Disney princess mug filled with vanilla-flavored coffee beckons. Turkey bacon sizzles on the stove.

I move into reclined bound angle pose on my artificial blue yoga mat, careful not to smudge my drying tea tree oil face mask or nick my fresh coat of nude nail polish on the wall of my closet-sized apartment.

It’s Sunday morning and I have absolutely nothing to do. No managers to impress, no events to host and no homework due Monday. Read More

My Favorite Oscar Looks of All Time

It’s Oscar Sunday: the pinnacle of award show season and the equivocal super bowl for many a movie goer. I mark the Academy Awards on my calendar-it’s that big of a deal-and not just because I have an excuse to watch a top-notch assemblage of films the week leading up to the big night. Each year I sit on the edge of my seat, ballot in hand, oohing and ahhing over the stunning fashion and sulking over Leo’s losses.

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