Monday, November 30, 2009

Fantabulously Frugal Giveaway!

This is a DO NOT MISS giveaway!! Click here to sign up.

There are 3 gift boxes... this is just the first one, go check out her website for the others!


  • $50 Gift Certificate to BeautyTicket.com
  • Warm Vanilla Sugar Triple Moisture Body Cream from Bath & Body Works
  • Lint-On-The-Go-Sheets from GO-GIRL
  • Gucci Buckle Sunglasses
  • Voluspa Yuzu Rose Bubble Bath Candle
  • Pencil case from Etsy seller Made by Hank stuffed with little goodies
  • Paper Source note cards
  • Gold leather Kate Spade passport case
  • Gold Amrita Singh twisted hoop earrings


This is a must, so go!


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Bridezilla Episode: Staten Island Beyatch



Meet Karen.

Grade A C*&*.

From Staten Island.

This girl... is such A BITCH. Holy crap. We we watching it last night and I just had to blog about it.

Please watch this video. I am going to be very city racist right now, so sorry in advance. But this girl is from Staten Island, and I just have to say that she is such white trash and such a bitch, and honestly I feel like that is the norm there and it is disgusting! I am sure it is not everyone, but damn. I cannot believe this girl even has FRIENDS!

I know people usually increase their acting for these types of reality shows, but honestly I think she is just normally like that. I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT ANYONE WANTS TO MARRY THIS GIRL LET ALONE BE FRIENDS WITH HER!

My mouth just dropped to the floor for this entire episode. She made the other two brides look like angels and they were mad bitchy too!

So I just wanted to share this with you in hopes to make sure that other people realize how WRONG this is and DO NOT ever act like this please! There is no reason to be that rude and obnoxious to people! Someone needs to kick this girl in the face.

Although she does have pretty hair... lol.


Do you know any bridezilla's?!

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I Googled What And Got...


What!?!? We were talking about this at the bar the other night.... lol

Coffee Cup Awards


The coffee cup award goes to...

Moon Face

Reasons for my blogger crush...

  • Moonface is one of my new blogger crushes,, i found her through someone's blog and liked her ideas so i check coming back!
  • She always has amazing giveaways almost every week!
  • Always posting gorgeous pictures
  • Has many inspiring and admirable ideas that I would loveeee to do!
  • Always comments and says hi to her new followers!

If you have not checked out her blog, you must!!!


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Coffee Cup Giveaway!

giveaway! giveaway! coffee cups!

It is only natural that I would giveaway a coffee cup right?

I have hit 300 posts so here is my special gift to you :)

I found this wonderful little etsy shop that was willing to send me TWO beautiful little espresso cups and now they are yours to win!

Tsuchikara Pottery has a great shop and has been really helpful with this giveaway, she sent them to me right away! The name Tsuchikara means "from the earth" in Japanese.




Here is the link to the cups so you can check them out.

To Enter...

1. Leave a comment below by December 7th!

2. Visit the Tsuchikara Pottery Etsy Shop

3. Leave another comment with your favorite piece from her shop!

4. If you tweet AND/OR blog about this, add another comment!

5. Name a reindeer for another entry :)


GOOD LUCK! TELL YOUR FRIENDS!


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Sunday, November 29, 2009

A Day of Recovery

This long weekend has been really amazing. I had such a great time. Even though I spent every day hungover and drinking, it was a lot of fun.

Between seeing all the high school friends from the past and then being real hung over at Thanksgiving, sitting around doing nothing with the family, partying it up with the girls and guys at the bar, switching gym memberships, went out to lunch with my girl I used to work with, hanging with the brother before he left for school, more high school friends and parties, oh and more drinking.

Here I am on Sunday, hungover, again, tired... and its beautiful out, and I look like a hot mess. I think I will not be drinking until next weekend.





I was very much liking my outfit this night! I loved good :) Fun times!

Essentially all I did this weekend was drink and nothing more. I was definitely not pro-active this weekend! Good thing and bad thing!

So to finish the update on the whole cell phone drama, I get a phone call on Friday morning from Verizon, some bitch who decided she wanted to ruin my whole day, left me a message saying that T called and was interested in getting his phone turned on and wanted to take it over. So I, FURIOUS by the way, try calling verizon back, and 3 people later, get no answer whatsoever from anyone. I essentially give up because I am ready to throw my phone out the window and punch someone in the face.

So all weekend I have been trying to call someone at Verizon to figure out what to do what the hell is going on. Finally today they tell me that I have to give approval, get him as an authorized user and then he can switch the phone into his name and all this shit. I decided, before I screamed at ANOTHER verizon employee, I called T's from R. I asked R, who just came back from Italy with him, if I should bother putting anymore effort into getting him the phone line and he told me that T got a prepaid phone. I basically almost laughed in R's face when he said that for the amount of stress this whole phone situation has put on me and how easy it is for T to just pick up a prepaid phone with no consequences.

How do I always end up getting fucked in the end?! I don't get it.


I found out for New Year's Eve I have a hotel room in NYC!!!!!! My dad reserved one for me and my brother in case we wanted to go....so that just made everything work out SO well because we were planning on going to a bar in Times Square anyway. I am PSYCHED!

The roomie and I are decorating the apartment today for Christmas so I will take pictures then to show you the new place, because we didnt put any pictures up yet for some reason and its very plain so I had to wait!

How was everyone's Turkey Day and long weekends/regular weekends?

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Thursday, November 26, 2009

Finding Your Coffee Table

This always seems to be one of the harder purchases for your home. I know it will be for me. Right now I have a decent one from the Christmas Tree Shop that has followed me from apartment to apartment but it is very plain and has nothing to it.

When I get a house or condo of my own I will be purchasing the coffee table. This piece is important because it is usually the one piece of furniture (besides the couch) that will be used and seen by every single person that comes into your house. You cannot have an ugly coffee table, it will stick out! You could have gorgeous couches and wall decor, but stick a ugly coffee table in the middle and you might as well not even have nice furniture at all!

All of my apartment owning/dorm living/make shift furniture experiences have brought me to the conclusion that I will never have any furniture that matches, so I might as well make it look good. My current apartment is probably the closest that I will ever get to matching because everything is so neutral.

I have been searching etsy and google for a hand made coffee table because I really love love love the old fashion, handmade, indian, wooden, authentic style of coffee tables or the tables with the storage space. It is important to find one that also is big enough for your living room area because if you get too small or too big.

I found a couple of tables that are pieces I would definitely purchase one day when I have a place of my own.


Pottery Barn


Rustic Inlay


Greentree Design


Vision



I had a really hard time finding these few tables that I posted because I am so picky and it reminds me of why I have yet to purchase it. When I was in Europe I found this great coffee table but the cost to send it to New York was more than the table was even worth so I will have to keep looking.

Do you have a coffee table? Was it a hard piece of furniture to find?

I am still in search of the perfect coffee table.

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All I Want for Christmas Is...



Now Spanky, this is ALL you :)

I love this idea. AND i need more pictures to hang on my wall since I only have a poster of Bob Marley up. The pictures are a great idea and it is an even better idea to hang them on the line!! I saw this idea on life according to cecilia and I realized that I want these badly as well!

Website to buy these from



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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Happy Holidays & High School Reunions!

Finally, three day week coming to an end.. I can't wait!

Once I am done with work, I am going to make some pumpkin pies (i'll post some pictures lol) and then going out with Spanky for the high school reunion that is going to take place later at the bars in CT. Always an interesting time. It is usually fun because I LOVE LOVE LOVE seeing people that I NEVER spoke to in high school coming up to me and being like "OMG JEN! I haven't seen you in FOREVER! How are you?! What are you doing?!"

LIKE THEY CARE! Hello, I never spoke to you in high school, will never speak to you again, why are we talking now? Does this happen to you a lot on Thanksgiving Eve? Its a love hate relationship. I love going there to see some people I don't normally see, but then I hate to see the other people that are obnoxious and will always be obnoxious!


SO.. I have a LOT of giveaways coming up. I am REALLY excited! I got great responses from some etsy shops and I am so grateful that people are so willing to help me out. It really makes me happy to think that people are so willing to help other people out... My first one will be when i get to 300 followers, so please tell your friends to join the page, the sooner the better!

So everyone, enjoy your high school reunions and your turkey day with whomever you are spending it with.

ps.. i need more broken heart files so please email them over jennifera328@gmail.com

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BH Files - The Envious Sister


By I know, Right?


Y came into my world after I was lifting myself up from a self-inflicting depression.

For the first two years of college, I had suffered from terrible acne which caused my self-esteem to plummet to the ground. I didn’t make that many friends. I rarely dated. I hated myself. My obsession with fashion dissolved. After all, I didn’t look good in clothes anymore, anyway.

By the time I turned 20, my acne had cleared completely, but my self-esteem had not. I was still wearing jeans and a sweatshirt every day. I never brushed my hair. No makeup. Why bother?

But I was happy enough to join the college newspaper—something I had intended to do for the past two years.

As soon as I joined the staff as a writer, I immediately developed a crush on the handsome sports editor, Y. Half Egyptian-half German, he was the best-looking guy on staff and I knew I didn’t stand a chance with him. So, I didn’t bother talking to him and for the most part, I pretty much ignored him.

But a few months into my new job, Y took me aside as asked me to start writing profiles on all the prestigious athletes at our school, to bring a more human interest aspect to the sports section. I agreed and soon I found myself forced to spend more time with Y. But still, I kept to myself and never looked him in the eyes.

Oddly, everyone on staff kept insisting that Y liked me. And sure enough, strange occurrences opened my eyes. Once, when I was shivering, Y ran all the way across campus to buy me an $80 sweatshirt. The day after I had a minor surgery, Y took me out for a picnic.

We ended up becoming close friends and then shortly afterward he confessed he was in love with me. It was the happiest day of my life. It had been the first time anyone ever told me that.

I felt like the most beautiful girl in the world. I started wearing a little bit of makeup again. I threw away all my jeans and sweatshirts (well, except the one he bought me, haha) and started wearing my favorite clothes: mini dresses, long skirts, silky blouses, and cashmere sweaters.

For the next year things were almost perfect. We spent every single day together. He would always surprise me with little gifts. He called me every single night to tell me he loved me. I found myself smiling every day.

But things weren’t perfect. I learned when Y was a kid, his mother had left the family. As a result, his older sister F became a second mother to him and his little brother. The two guys constantly put her on a pedestal, even though I secretly believed she didn’t deserve it. She treated her brothers like slaves, asking them to drop everything they were doing to drive her places or do her own school assignments. They were always cleaning her apartment. She never thanked them, just expected it.

It was a nuisance I put up with, because, after all, F was his sister. But soon it became clear that F would not put up with me.

You see, F was getting her Masters in journalism. She had been the editor-in-chief of our college newspaper years before, and her goal in life was to be a reporter.

So was mine.

While I was dating her brother, my undergraduate career as a journalist was taking off. I was receiving national awards for my stories. I was earning prestigious scholarships. Our local newspaper (my current employer) even created a special winter internship just for me because I was interning somewhere else during the summer. It was a dream-come-true.

F wanted to kill me.

She started making chores for Y on days she knew we had plans. She started telling him that I was not good enough for him. She made up rumors about me to all her friends. She tripped me in the hallways at our university and laughed about it.

I tried to explain to Y what was going on, but he would not hear it. F was the most important woman in his life. She could do no wrong.

It broke my heart that I wasn’t the most important woman in his life. I spent a lot of nights crying, wondering why he couldn’t see how much his sister was hurting me.

A month after our college graduation, it all fell apart.

I was offered a reporting job at our local newspaper. It was a highly sought after position that a lot of my fellow journalism students and even F had applied for.

The day after I broke the news to Y, he broke up with me. His sister had told him to do it.

It was shocking and horrifying. I had loved him so much and yet he could just break up with me on command. I felt like someone had ripped out my insides.

I didn’t eat for eight days afterward and had to be hospitalized. It took me six months to get over him.

But it is three years later and I still don’t understand. And every time I see a mutual friend on facebook refer to him or mention him, it still burns. Every time I hear about a new girl in his life, I want to cry.

I’m with someone new now—the real love of my life—but the pain still lingers. Y was my first love and it ended because of his immaturity. It ended because his sister told him to do it.

What a shame.



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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Etsy Locket & Ring

I found this locket when I was searching Etsy to see who my next giveaway sponsor might be and I just wanted to share it with you because it is really pretty.


Etsy seller: Birdznbeez

And...

Etsy Seller: Light Night Design

Any etsy suggestions for giveaways? I have two giveaways coming up for my 300th follower and my 300th post and I need somethings to give away!!!!!

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!nd!v!duals Art Gallery, NYC, Dec 4th



This art gallery looks awesome!
I found it through Cute n Boot's blog.

Check out the !nd!v!duals website.

Opening reception-
FRI.DEC.04 5-8pm
Coleman Burke Gallery
638 West 28th Street, Ground Floor
(between 11th & 12th Avenues
New York, NY 10001

Look at some of their stuff.... so cool!


Hopefully I will be able to go!


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Sex is Not Free


No it's usually not.

Especially when you are single.

My friend Conor and I were discussing dating and sex the other day and how girls in Ireland are teases and how girls in America usually follow through with their teasing and then we got onto the date that I was supposed to go on last week which failed miserably where I figured out the truth in this statement.

Meet Date 1. I recently was supposed to go out on a date with this guy I met at the Yankee Game. We hung out once before at bar, and it was cool, he was really quite but he's mad cute. I hadn't seen him for awhile but he kept bothering me through texts to hang out. So I gave in so he would shutup (sounds horrible I know).

I tell him I have to go to dinner with my girl because she is going on a date and needed moral support. He said okay. Then awhile later he said he just wanted to hang out with me. I told him we just had to go out to dinner then we could hang out. Essentially, I really didn't want to be stuck anywhere alone with him because I knew what he was getting at and I really don't know him at all and didn't want to be stuck in an awkward situation.

I told D1 to be at the place by 6:30 and when I had text him he hadn't even left his house yet and it was 6:15. He told me he was looking for his GPS. I knew right then he obviously was not going to show up. I told him if he couldn't "find his GPS by 8:30 then not to bother wasting his time driving there". And that was the last I heard of him.

Now, what did I learn from this? He wanted to hook up and that was it. No dinner, no movies, no drinks, nothing. Sex. And then be out.

And okay, that is fine. I am down with that, I don't mind just sex. BUT don't lie about it! Be straight to the point. "Oh Im trying to find my GPS" oh please, do I look stupid?

I told Conor that sex is not free! You BEST be wining and dining me if you expect ANYTHING to happen! Especially if this is like one of the first couple of dates! And I am not talking about just sex, I mean anything in general! I mean, if you aren't going to wine & dine me, at least buy me cigarettes or candy or take me to a money, I don't know.... pick me some fucking flowers off the side of the road is better than nothing! I am NOT saying you need to take me to a 7 star restaurant and spend like a million dollars on me or anything, but I am not a whore, so let's be slightly classy here okay?!

I mean, am I wrong? Is that wrong to say that sex is not free? I am not talking about that you have to pay people in straight cash for it, this is not prostitution, but I guess in a way it sort of is... because you start with the dinner, maybe ice cream, maybe movies, whatever sort of "date" you are going on, and then you work your way up to the kiss or to the bedroom, maybe a little action, maybe some touching, who knows? If you played your cards right, maybe you'll get laid.

But is it free? Hell no! You have to work for that shit! It is almost like a part time job, trying to get laid. This pretty much applies for both sexes, but I think it applies more to men.

Sex for dinner? Sex for drinks? Sex for flowers?...... hmm.... lol

So, how much does it cost to get you into bed? :) lol that sounds horrible.. but you see where I am coming from!


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I Need Your Ideas!!

I am attempting to apply for freelance writing jobs.

I really have no idea what I am doing, but I am winging it. I think if someone could give me a chance that I could do really well, but the problem is that I don't have any writing samples and I don't exactly have the money right now to take any writing classes yet. I do write a lot on this blog, but it is usually all real personal stuff and I don't think that will go well for a writing example.

So I am asking for your help....

Can you give me just one topic each of something to write about for writing samples?

Anything at all..

You'll all benefit from it because I will be writing them on here but I really am not sure what would be a good topic to be considered for writing samples!

I really appreciate your help :)


ps...if you haven't sent me your address for holiday cards, make sure you email it to me before December 5th!!! email: jennifera328@gmail.com



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Monday, November 23, 2009

20 Something Blogger Nominations

I thought I would share this with you because I love 20 something bloggers network and if you're on it you should go nominate someone!

2010 Bootlegger Nominations


Now go and nominate your fav bloggers :)



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Tiffany & Co.



I don't own any Tiffany jewelry, and now I know why!

I have been looking at the pricing of these bracelets and why!? I don't get it. But i loveeee Tiffany.

LOL is it wrong to just want the box? Haha

$210

$625

And to top it off...this necklace, so gorgeous...$3,150

All that amazing jewelry..... but i feel like its such a waste. You are just paying for the name.

And here are the sale items...

Look at this ring... it is on sale. I LOVE this!!

Elsa Peretti $62.38 !!!


And that is basically all I found.


Do you own any Tiffany jewelry?


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