Tag: Advice

How to Beat the Christmas Blues

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Have you ever noticed that at least half of all Christmas songs are complete downers? I mean, from “I’ll Be Home for Christmas” (stop lying to yourself—you won’t be home) to “Last Christmas,” a lot of holiday tunes focus on themes of loneliness and heartbreak. And don’t even get me started on the Christmas song about Momma’s red shoes…Talk about a tear-jerker! Continue reading “How to Beat the Christmas Blues”

Practicing Gratitude

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With Thanksgiving just one week away, I wanted to write a special post reflecting on the practice of gratitude, as well as sharing an outfit idea for Turkey Day. While I don’t discriminate against any of the holidays, Thanksgiving was one I never particularly looked forward to growing up. Of course, I loved all the delicious food and pie and time spent with family; however, unlike Christmas or Easter, I never anxiously waited for Thanksgiving or spent weeks preparing for it. This year is different. College has given me a newfound perspective and appreciation for the holiday—I’ve been anticipating it for weeks, longing for the homecooked food, irksome siblings, and smell of my own house that I always took for granted in years past. There is just so much for which to be grateful, but sadly I think a lot of us often forget to celebrate that. Continue reading “Practicing Gratitude”

My Name’s BlurryFace and I *Don’t* Care What You Think

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As I talked about in my Halloween costume post, last week I dressed up for Decades Day for my school’s homecoming celebration. I felt ecstatic when the email about the themed days was released—I immediately put aside all my homework and planned my outfits instead. I considered, briefly, that most other students wouldn’t even know about the dress up days because (shocker) they don’t check their emails. Sure enough, I was right. I thought my extravagant 80s attire would be enough of a clue that something was going on—I didn’t just dress like that for no reason. But as I marched into each of my classes and received judgmental stares…I started to feel apprehensive about my costume. But why? Why would I care what other people think? Continue reading “My Name’s BlurryFace and I *Don’t* Care What You Think”