Into It, Vol. 9
Honestly, I think Tuesdays are worse than Mondays. Because Monday is Monday. There's no escaping that. We accepted what it is a long time ago. But Tuesdays are just worthless. They're SO far away from Friday and so nothing and so, so lame. And, to add insult to injury, they're also the busiest day of the week in terms of office life. So, that said, I like to try and get a blog post out for your entertainment on Tuesday to give you something to look forward to. I know — I'm so nice.
INTO IT: MY NEW PILL ORGANIZER
Yes, I am fully aware how much this shows my age. I'm not proud — I'm just real. I recently added fish oil (+ vitamin D) and a daily probiotic to my supplement intake, and quickly realized I needed to up my pill container game and fast. A brief Amazon search led me to the most beautiful pill organizer this side of the Mississippi (I just did the M-I-SS-I-SS-I-PP-I chant while typing that):
It's STUNNING. Not only is it all the colors of the rainbow, but it also has THREE separate compartments per day for your morning, afternoon, and nighttime drugs?!? COLOR ME SOLD. Plus, each compartment is deep enough to fit LOADS of fish oil capsules and Viagra (although, I will say, the amount of daily pills this person in this image is loaded up on is concerning). The day I got this, I sat on my bathroom floor organizing it for 15 minutes. To say I was in OCD heaven is an understatement. So, if you're in the market for a legit pill container, don't be ashamed — be proud and get this one.
INTO IT: SPICY EGGPLANT PASTA
I'm not a vegetarian and never claimed to be. However, sometimes vegetarian dishes tug at my intrigue and I dabble. This spicy eggplant pasta from Salt and Lavender is SO GOOD, GUYS. I have no idea how I found her on Instagram, I can't remember. But boy am I glad I did, because she makes some DELICIOUS stuff! This is absolutely being added to the fall/wintertime repertoire.
INTO IT: JILLIAN BELL'S T-SHIRT LINE
I mentioned this in last week's newsletter (if you haven't signed up yet, you're really missing out), but love these shirts so much, I have to write about them on my actual blog. The hilarious comedian from Workaholics, Idiotsitter, and Rough Night just rolled out an incredible t-shirt line that calls attention and celebration to the ever-looming issue of mental health.
"Since I was 17 I have struggled with anxiety disorder and panic attacks. They're awful and make you feel like you're helpless. When we were making these shirts I thought it would be so beautiful and cool to OWN IT. Take the power back. Not feel embarrassed or ashamed. And let anyone suffering know that they're not alone. F that. We are POWERFUL and BOLD."
As someone who has suffered from anxiety since the day I rudely forced my mother into a C-section, this speaks to me in a big way. I love every single one of the shirts' designs, but ordered "Overwhelmed" because that is truly the word I use to describe my state of being most days. Sometimes, anxiety is so over-powering, the only words I can use to explain what I'm feeling are overwhelmed, flustered, or IDONTFUCKINGKNOWOK? So I'm wearing this loud and proud, and I don't care what anyone thinks* (*I care what everyone thinks and probably have anxiety about it right now).
INTO IT: THE GOOD PLACE
Have you guys watched this show yet? IT IS SO CUTE. Fashion Jackson sort of forced me into watching the first two episodes with her one night (she passed out halfway through episode 1), and I was instantly hooked. It's entertaining, an interesting concept/plot line, and Kristen Bell is obviously hilarious. If you're looking for your next show to binge the fork out of, do this one (and if you got the fork reference, you're already ahead of the game with this show).
INTO IT: THE BEST FOUNDATION BRUSH
Ellen strikes again! I swear, this woman always has a new makeup or skincare trick up her cardigan (my mom literally lives in cardigans). The makeup wiz found this INCREDIBLE $9 foundation brush, and I've been feeling flawless since I started using it. It's called the "Expert Face Brush" by Real Techniques. Guys. Girls. Ladies. Women. If you're in the business of applying your face via brush or have been flirting with the idea of doing so, this is the brush. For $9, you get an airbrushed look and feel like a fucking high-fashion model (minus your mustache you've been meaning to wax and your PMS pimples).
INTO IT: SYLVAN ESSO
This is old news, but FUCK if their latest album isn't just the best on every level. If you've never heard of them but enjoy hipster music, you might love them. Start with "Die Young," play "The Glow" next, then try "Rewind" and get back to me.
INTO IT: A NEW DAY LINE AT TARGÉT
Serious question: when is Target NOT killing the game? They just rolled out A New Day line, and everything is adorable. Pay day is Friday and, as of now, this (because the PJ trend is real right now), this (because I love a subtle print), and this (because the menswear plaid blazer trend is also real right now) are sitting patiently in my cart, waiting for their forever-home (that is, as long as they fit and look cute on yah girl).
INTO IT: MICELLAR MAKEUP REMOVER WIPES
Last week, I took the time to write out my skincare routine, which included Micellar Water for makeup removal. Well, you could imagine my reaction when I saw this glorious product IN THE FORM OF WIPES at Walgreens over the weekend. Wipes > cotton pads + liquid ANY DAY, Y'ALL.
INTO IT: BEING A PLANT OWNER
I didn't think it'd happen to me. Truly. I was content with my little life with Cece. We take care of each other. Love each other. We had subscribed to the idea of this being it for us — just me and her, forever. But this past weekend that all changed when I got the very real Millennial plant hair up my bum. My neighbors of four years moved out in September and took with them all their beautiful porch plants. Suddenly, my porch was barren. My #porchpictures went from happy and cute to still cute for sure but a little sad without any sort of eye-catching background. It took losing my neighbors' plants to realize how good I had it. So, this weekend, I got my own. A big, gay colorful one named Stephen and two old bitties named Barbara and Phyllis who yell at speeding cars on my street. So far so good, guys. I've been talking to them every day, watering them when necessary, and trying to stay out of Phyllis' way 'cause she is most definitely the grumpier of the two. I'm not crazy and lonely — YOU'RE crazy and lonely and Stephen says you can go fuck yourself while we keep being fabulous.
xox,
