Sunday, May 20, 2012

zero to crunchy: coconut oil is my BFF.

I love coconut oil. We're in a relationship. I'm going to marry it. I... am a little bit obsessed. I picked some up a few months ago and literally have been using it for basically anything and everything since-- and I thought it was about time that I shared some of those favorite uses with you all! I know this video is long (12 minutes?! Geez, self. I'm a bit of a rambler.) but it's worth your time. I let you in on all my favorite little secrets-- how I use coconut oil to make my skin soft & smooth (and increase time between shaving, hello, bonus!), as a natural deodorant (for realsies!), as a handy little miracle cure for some eczema I've been struggling with for years & tons more-- seriously, it's incredible.





disclaimer: if you've never seen me vlog before: I talk with my hands, I play with my hair, I make stupid jokes, and I probably say "um" too much. It's just who I am :)

(looking for coconut oil to purchase online? try vitacost or tropical traditions-- I'm not associated with either, but I think they're great resources!)

Do you use coconut oil for things other than... um, cooking? Let me know, I'd love to hear all about it! As always, I'll respond to any questions or comments below! 



Sunday, May 6, 2012

Sunday Morning Poetry

For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid


There is a country to cross you will
find in the corner of your eye, in
the quick slip of your foot--air far
down, a snap that might have caught.
And maybe for you, for me, a high, passing
voice that finds its way by being
afraid. That country is there, for us,
carried as it is crossed. What you fear
will not go away: it will take you into
yourself and bless you and keep you.
That's the world, and we all live there. 



William Stafford



Thursday, May 3, 2012

three years.

It's so funny to me that I've been blogging for three years.

(And yes, I know-- I've only been writing on b+b for a few months shy of a year, but I'm going to shamelessly play the 'my blog, my rules' card here. Three years ago today, I started undergrad fab, and thus, we celebrate. :))

my first outfit photo. no worries that you can barely even see my clothes. 


I look at this first picture; what I wore on my very first day of blogging. I felt so old then-- but look at me! Such a baby! And also before I figured out how to prop my camera on a waist-high surface, much less a tripod. I was a sophomore in college, living in a teeny two bedroom apartment with three other girls, sneaking in my outfit pictures when my roommate was out at class. I started blogging because I needed something to bring me out of the normalcy of being a nineteen year old college student, and for the first time in a long time, I had a hobby that I was thoroughly, annoyingly, madly in loooove with.



My first year of blogging went by like molasses-- and I spent half of it studying abroad in London. I look back at these pictures, shocked-- all of that happened in one year?! It is incredible to me the amount of growth that occurred in that twelve month time span. In this picture, I had just gotten back from London, and was spending a week in Minneapolis to take care of business-- it was a thoroughly awesome week, full of lengthy coffee dates with old friends, catching up on the final season of LOST (sniff, sniff) that I had missed while living abroad, spending quality time with my MN family, and showing my plethora of pictures to basically anyone who would sit & listen to me ramble.


And last year-- oh, last year. My time living in Minnesota was juuust about up, with my graduation + impending move back to Milwaukee imminent. My blog-o-versary coincided with the very last meeting of the student group I lead-- I remember, because I have some very incriminating Charlie's Angels-style pictures of my students and I-- and I was wearing this exact outfit. I am a nostalgic person by nature, but it was quite possibly the MOST excited + bummed (read: emotional rollercoaster-y) I have ever been at once-- like I had to take a mental snapshot of every last thing I did in Minneapolis lest I forget about it. I was simultaneously overflowing with love for the end of this crazy chapter of my life, ready to start a new one, and terrified of all the changes I was about to be pushed into, headfirst.

And now what I wore today, three years bloggin':

I am older (but I'm sure I'll look back three years from now and scoff at what a youngin' I was), happier, a little more understanding of the process of this life. When I began, I can guarantee you I never imagined that three years later, I would still be blogging about my clothes, myself-- my life. I wonder what I'll remember of this day, of this year, when I look back. Will I remember what a (slightly rocky, thoroughly awesome) transition this year has been? Or will I just remember how abundantly grateful I am every day that this is the life I get to live? I can't say that this year has been easy, but I can't deny how incredible it's been either.

Here's to another year-- I can't say where I'll be, but I can be certain it's going to be good :)