Nothing she was wearing matched at all and it was awesome.
Tag: girl talk
December Birchbox
I think I’m going to have to stop getting Birchbox. While a box of beauty surprises is oddly satisfying, after a year of getting them I now have eight thousand tiny samples of face masks and serums.
WHEN does one use a serum?? And I’m sure I’m supposed to be putting on face masks more often than I do (never).
In my mind I want to be that girl who skips around her apartment sipping rosé waiting for her mud mask to dry, her satin robe gliding off her newly dipped-in-lotion body. But the reality is I don’t wash my makeup off before bed. Yeah, I said it.
I guess the silver lining is that now my bathroom has a travel-size section, which is easily the best aisle of Walgreens anyway.
Texting With Your Friends Be Like
Just Let Me Love Britney
I get it. Her public breakdown and love of going to Starbucks without a bra on makes her an easy target. And sure, she lip syncs.
Guess who doesn’t care? This bitch. Her body’s bangin’, her music is good, and when I went to her Vegas show (yes, I took the photo above) you know what she looked like? A god damn super star.
I’ve never seen a more amazing ass in my life. No joke, it was incredible.
Girl Talk: Hilary Duff
Hilary. Duff’s. Instagram. It’s one thing to star in Lizzie McGuire, have a solid singing career, and turn into a best-selling author. It’s another thing entirely to one-up every other famous female in your social media game. Girl is killing it.
She posts picture after picture of Malibu beaches, an ADORABLE son, and super-blonde selfies that make me realize yes, I need to start wearing lipstick because it looks absolutely awesome.
I like it. I like it a lot.




