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

Taking the Bull by Its Horns: Planning Your Weekly Outfits

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As I may have mentioned a time or two before on the blog, I try my best to lay out my outfits on the weekends during the school year. I have a few shelves in my closet labeled with the days of the week, and last Christmas my mother even bought me these little plastic strips to connect hangers (like you see in the stores, so you can attach whole outfits) as well as days of the week clips for the head of each hanger. While that may be a bit extreme—although super fun for my inner OCD—there are still plenty of ways you can and should plan your weekly outfits. So this school year, buck up, take the bull by the horns, and spend a little quality time in your closet each weekend to save you a lot of time during the week. Continue reading

Grieving Someone Who’s Still Alive

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I’ve always associated grief with those who have died—a kind of sickening permanence knowing you will never see a person again, share a laugh, or breathe the same air. But I never considered the different kind of heartache that comes with mourning the loss of a living person. Like someone very close to you who moved across the country and “got too busy” to stay in touch. Or a best friend for years who changed so much you didn’t recognize her anymore. Or a romantic significant other with broken hearts on either side, or the worse fate of breaking up while still in love, out of necessity (perhaps the one downside of college). Continue reading