I Can’t (vol. 58)

I can’t

with toilet liners.

Literally, who the fuck still uses these? Whenever I see one haphazardly leftover on a toilet, I want to rage. Do you really think this stupid piece of trash liner is helping protect your precious cheeks from germs? Also, if you’re a fucking weirdo who insists on using one, AT LEAST BE SURE TO FLUSH IT/THROW IT AWAY. It’s already offensive that you use it, but to leave it on the rim or half-flushed? Fuck off forever.

I can’t

with mini hands.

They’re not funny. There — I said it. God, it feels good to get that off my chest.

I can’t

with the accuracy of this facial expression and how I make it at least 3x a day.

I can’t

with coconut milk and water.

I’m not sure I’ve ever shared this with anyone besides my close friends and family, but I ABHOR coconut milk and coconut water. Can’t stand either. Hate the taste of both. And yet, I love coconut? Shreds, icing, ice cream, pina coladas — HELL YEAH. But in milk or water form, it can fuck right off.

I can’t

with this exfoliating glove.

One of my follower’s suggested I get this specific glove, as she claims it’s the only thing that has helped with the KP on her arms. So, I bought in and have been exfoliating my arms and the backs of my thighs twice a week in the shower, followed up with drying off and putting the magical Everyday Oil on (get the unscented blend), and guys — I swear to G. I see a difference. My friends do, too. Just the other week, my best friend commented on how smooth my arms felt. And I’m even noticing there’s so much LESS to pick at (which is bittersweet because I’m a picker). Highly suggest getting this glove and the oil and getting to work on that rotten KP.

I can’t

decide whether or not I’ve finally perfected my workout playlist on Spotify, but I feel like it’s getting there. I went in recently and deleted songs that don’t get me going anymore, added a bunch of new ones (mostly Lizzo), and found myself really enjoying it yesterday during my workout. Follow it on Spotify if you don’t!

I can’t

recommend Educated enough. If you’re into coming-of-age stories but with a twist (say, for example, growing up in the mountains of Idaho in an extremely Mormon + survivalist family filled with mental and physical abuse and not stepping foot into a classroom until age 17 and going on to earn a PhD in history from Cambridge), you must read this book. It is equal parts mesmerizing, terrifying, and eye-opening, and it doesn’t hurt that Tara is an incredibly well-spoken, captivating storyteller. Just — order it.

I can’t

believe I found these perfect 14k gold huggie hoops on Amazon for a cool $34. And, so far, they haven’t irritated my ears at all. Long live the simple, gold huggie.

I CAN’T

with this artist on Society6. Of course, my sister found him first and the print she owns of his inspired me to finally get my own, so I got TWO because they’re all so amazing, I couldn’t choose.

I CAN’T

stop listening to Maggie Rogers. Yeah, I know — old news. But that time in which I considered myself “hipster” still holds a little part of brain. Therefore, when everyone is high on a musician, I’m a little reluctant to jump on the band wagon until the flames have burned down a bit. I remember seeing that video of Pharrell listening to “Alaska” with her and being rendered speechless, but I sort of forgot about her after that. Now though? “Say It” and “Fallingwater” on RE.PEAT. Watch the video I’m talking about below and try not to smile the entire time. And then watch her Tiny Desk Concert. Bye.