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Associated Priss
Kudos to Bonny Harper, the current editor-in-chief of the Campus Carrier, for conjuring up this title. Not given to me, in particular, but I think it could easily be my nickname. It’s clever and hits all the right spots. For those who are not aware of the context, associated press is the style of writing used by journalists. The name sounds official and straight-edge. Adding the “priss” suggests a diva-esque element to it that makes it more appealing and cutting-edge. Check please.
Redhead Recovery
Poor redheads…they always get the short end of the social stick. They are a rare one among the brunettes and blondes of the world. We all have our own stigmas and stereotypes against the other, but redheads seem to trump the competition in regards of staining our minds with bitter memories of being screwed over. Mine happened to occur my senior year of high school. However, despite my tainted past, I have always seen myself as a supporter/endorser of the “ginger.” If I was white, I would actually prefer to be a redhead…Now, let us really get to the point of this post…Tom Hiddleston is a beacon of hope for the redhead. He is talented, funny, good-looking and beyond charming. Even as the dark-hairred Loki in Thor and The Avengers, Hiddleston draws you in.
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You darkness!– you black!– late night, evil! Black magic!– DARKNESS!
So, as I always seem to choose something to be absolutely obsessed with for the moment, I have decided that black has become my color of choice. All black everything (Jay-Z reference for the pop culture disabled). Although I am one for color, especially the pastel and bowls of fruit colors ( the mints and pale pinks-tangerines and lemons), black has become a creeping staple in my wardrobe. I just want it all in black. Black shoes, black leggings, black tops…granted, its only limited to clothing. I like to still have my pops of color for my accessories, i.e. jewelry and purse. Let’s just color our color palettes in darkness.
Meryl Streep in The Devil Wears Prada
A Nude-ssance
I recently purchased a new lipstick. Barely Brown to be exact by Maybelline; my go-to make-up wonder. Maybe it’s Maybelline? No, when it comes to me, it most likely is. For the past several years, I have struggled to find a lipstick that would give me that nude look, but not the kind of nude that washes out my face. It is difficult for darker complexions to find the best shade to compliment our skin without it appearing translucent: a nice matte finish is all I wanted. Maybelline does a good job at providing products that span a wide range of skin tones. Accompanied by their Color Sensational lipliner in Rose, it offers a nice transition from my skin to the lip color. I really like to wear my nude lip with a clean eye and face: a sweep of pencil eyeliner on my upper lid, some mascara and a tinted moisturizer or it is super cute with a smoky, cat eye. it really helps balance out any look :)
Hell no to Heels
I like heels. For show, not functionality. They are, just like every other accessory, an optional addition to an outfit. Depending on the event or weather, heels are one’s choice to wear. My first night in Miami Beach showed that this over-sexualized getaway is prejudice against the nice-looking girl, looking to have a good time out on the town. Although I wore my best dress and up-do, the Godzilla doorman turned me away for wearing gladiator sandals, instead of heels. Excuse me for not wanting to stand up and dance all night with my feet feeling like swollen sausages. Tantra can suck my perfectly pedicured, big toe.
Margaritas in Miami
I’m going to a place where the sun is shining and the beaches are beautiful 😎. Final spring break for my time as an undergrad. All of the hard work, patience and preparing has led me to this moment where I may slip into something sultry👙and walk amongst the luxurious atmosphere. Order up, please🍹
