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Hi, my name is Mansee…

10 Feb

…and I have too much stuff.

I had the day off today, so I made the decision to reorganize my room.

Why? Because I hate myself, apparently. I spent all day cursing myself and trying to figure out why I’ve kept magazines from 2001. Do I really know how to flirt like an 8th grader?

Please don’t answer that.

Instead, answer me this: Why do I need this many hair products:

Minus the Eucerin (heyyy dry skin!)

When we all know I rarely ever style my hair

Ha, how photoshopped do I look?!

Okay, so you can’t really tell but my hair is kinda crazy. I always hope that my charming personality and winning smile make up for it. Ha.

But hey, at least this smile has a million lip glosses to go with it. And eyeshadows. And liners. And bronzers. And…

I bet you’re wondering why I need six mascaras

Well, I don’t. I just can’t stop buying them. And, yes I use them all. I basically use a different mascara everyday. I know a couple of you bought the Colossal Volume one after I raved about it (hear that Maybelline? You can thank me later) and I think it’s still my fave. Although that little red one (otherwise known as OnebyOne Volume Express–also Maybelline) is really nice too, especially if you’re going for a more natural look. I just bought that fun hot pink one today (when I went to the store to buy trash bags for all the stuff I’m not hoarding) so I haven’t tried it, but I’ll keep y’all posted.

P.S. I have a problem. Please send help.

Sigh. Moving on to my closet. When I’m done putting eight tons of mascara on my lashes I like to pick out what shoes I want to wear for the day:

Wait for it…

I have more downstairs, but then I’d have to explain to my parents why I’m taking pictures of my shoes. They already think I’m strange enough, no need to feed into it.

But hey, at least I have other accessories to match!

That would be a pile of scarves in the middle.

You want to know the sad part? All of these pictures were taken AFTER I cleaned. As in, I had more stuff before. As in, I have three trash bags sitting in my room.

Actually, I lied. The sad part is that most of that is clothes. It took me about 15 minutes to decide that I had no need for half my closet, but I couldn’t seem to part with one scarf?

Really, Mansee? Really?

Again, I have issues.

I have no problem wearing the same yoga pants everyday yet I can’t use the same mascara two days in a row? What?

When I go to the store, I am more likely to come home with a new nail polish than milk. True story.

I was going to take a picture of my legging drawer, but then I realized it’s ridiculous enough that I’m admitting to having a drawer specifically for all my leggings.

The drawer above my legging drawer? Well that’s where all that makeup is stashed, of course. I know you didn’t think I kept enough clothes to use my entire dresser. Silly.

On the bright side, I can  now see the floor of my closet.

Blurry, but clean.

By the way, I moved those two heavy shelf thingys up there by myself. One yoga session and I seem to think I’m Wonder Woman.

I wonder what kind of mascara she wore…

New challenge

7 Feb

This morning I had a bowl of soup and piece of cake for breakfast. The cake had rum in it. This can only mean two things:

1. I’m obviously not turning vegan for good.

2. I need a new challenge or I’m just going to start drinking rum for breakfast.

Just kidding! But seriously, I’ve been kind of bummed since my vegan month ended. Now don’t get me wrong, being able to eat cake and cheese has been wonderful. I knew that veganism wasn’t for me so I never intended to continue with it, but I do miss the “challenge” of it.

So, I need a new challenge.

But I don’t want it to be just a monthly challenge. I want to try things that I would want to do for a few months, or years or even *gasp* the rest of my life.

I know, it’s crazy.

Here’s the thing. The reason why I was successful with vegan month (and by successful, I mean I managed to not shove cheese into my mouth until Feb. 1) was because I knew it was ending. I knew that I would be able to go back to my normal ways so it made the month that much easier. Any time I thought I was going to lose my mind and throw a bowl of carrots at the wall, I just reminded myself that I could dip those carrots in ranch dressing at the end of the month.

Honestly, that last week is kind of a blur because I was just getting through life to get to that grilled cheese.

Sounds sad, huh? Well it is.

I don’t regret that challenge, but I don’t want my next to go that way.

Along with being a super wonderful person, my best friend Jessica is quite inspiring. Her January challenge was 30 days of yoga and this month it’s running and dancing.

Hardcore, no?

I must add that she did it without as much complaining as I did. Like my life was so much harder because I ate bagels and gummy bears everyday for a month? Feel free to shake your head at me.

Anywho, she’s inspired me to give yoga another shot. I’ve tried it multiple times before and for some ridiculous reason, I never stick with it. I either end up giving up halfway through or falling down in a fit of giggles.

I swear I’m almost 24.

But this won’t be a monthly challenge. I’m just going to do it and keep at it until I figure out what works for me. Instead of being in a “this will all be over soon” mindset, I’m going to try a “how can I make this work long-term for me” mindset.

I’m pretty excited about this. Not only will it give me an excuse to buy more yoga pants BUT it will give me an excuse to wear them EVEN MORE THAN I ALREADY DO. Oh, and I can only imagine the physical benefits will be awesome 🙂

LOVE.

I literally want everything from lululemon. EVERYTHING.

First step: Find my yoga mat. Let’s do this!

P.S. Check back tomorrow for another challenge I’m doing this month. This one’s pretty legit and, surprise surprise, has to do with cooking!

I couldn’t help myself

31 Jan

Two posts in one day? WHO AM I?!

Well, I’m kind of obsessed with myself. My dad has to submit some pictures for this yearbook thing some of his old classmates are putting together so we’ve been going through ALL of our old family pics looking for the best ones.

Some of you might not know this, but I’m the youngest of three in my family AND the only girl. In other words, there was a camera shoved in my face from the minute I was born.

Honestly? This was not a bad thing cause I was a super cute child.

Look!

This is me being super happy:

My mom’s favorite picture of all time:

Me being way too cool for school:

Check out my sweet lunchbox:

My oldest brother and I (check out how skinny he was, and how chubby I was!):

My other brother and I (another sweet outfit my mom picked out, bonnet and all):

All three of us:

Oh look! We grew up into respectable adults!

Oh man, I love old pictures.

Okay, you can go back to your normal “Mansee-less” day now 🙂

 

The Vegan Diaries: The countdown to cheese begins…

31 Jan

One.

Day.

Left.

I’ve survived pizza and donuts at one job. Being SURROUNDED by fresh baked cookies, sandwiches and soup at another. An outing with friends where I stayed away from the delicious tacos, a birthday party with a build-your-own-tacos type bar (Hi, welcome to Texas. We love tacos.) and a dad who really loves chicken and cheese.

Can I survive 11 more hours?

I really, really hope so.

I don't look good in hats, but I'd probably wear this one. Who am I kidding? I'd probably eat this one if I could. No shame!

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P.S. You know my mom still doesn’t know I had bacon and eggs on Day 1? Whoops. Secrets don’t make friends good daughters. I figure it’s okay, since I’ve now lasted longer than her. Ha!

The Vegan Diaries: Coffee, gummy bears and boys.

18 Jan

We’re a little over two weeks in and I haven’t ended up on the floor in front of my fridge in the fetal position. Yet.

I’m such a winner.

When we first talked about this little challenge, my mom and I made sure that alcohol would be allowed. Not because we were alcoholics, but because not eating meat or dairy could turn us into alcoholics. Also we basically subsisted off of cookies and margaritas all of December and were only willing to give up one.

Luckily it is allowed and luckily we haven’t yet turned to the dark side. Just the sweet, white wine side. As much as I love a random night out with friends drinking vodka tonics until I can’t feel my lips, I really love having a glass of wine with a meal. Sadly, most of the vegan meals we’ve had don’t really seem to “go” with wine. Odd. This of course means nothing because I had a glass while eating gummy bears the other day. But we haven’t been drinking as much as we seemed to think we would. Win.

Also? Gummy bears are not safe in my presence. I need candy rehab.

Another also? I went to the movies today and brought a bunch of candy for my friend and I. But he didn’t eat any (lame) and now I’m stuck with like five pounds of sugar in my purse (not lame, not healthy). He knows who he is, and he better know I’m blaming him if I fall into a sugar coma anytime soon.

Anywho, we did make a major discovery that has changed things. Coffee creamers have no dairy in them! I don’t care to know what exactly is in them (and by that I mean I don’t want to know what those big words in the ingredient list mean), all I know is that I never want to see soy creamer again. No thanks.

Another thing I’ve discovered? Lacking a social life has made this month so much easier. My parents, of course, are little party animals so it’s been a little more difficult for mom. I don’t know if you’ve ever attended an Indian party, but it centers around food. Even if it’s a bridge club party, it is all about the food. Luckily, Indian food is full of vegetables and spices and not as much cream and butter. However there have been a few times when she’s succumbed to some desserts, and frankly, I don’t blame her. We made a pact that we wouldn’t get down on ourselves if we “cheated” a little throughout the month and we’ve stuck to that.

And yes, my parents are part of a bridge club. I think it’s hilarious.

Almost as hilarious as me being home alone last Saturday night baking vegan cookies while my parents went to a party.

I’d appreciate it if you focused more on the “baked vegan cookies” part of the sentence and less on the “home alone on a Saturday” part. Thanks.

On that note, I’m going to go watch my boyfriend do his thing on the tennis court.

He got bumped from husband to boyfriend when he went and found himself a supermodel wife. Jerk.

My new husband lost in the first round. But it doesn’t matter, I love him anyway.

When I do finally meet this man of my dreams will somebody remind me to delete this post? I don’t want to seem like a crazy fan-girl who falls for people she doesn’t actually know if real life. Because, that’s not me.

Seriously, I’m totally cool.

Catching up

17 Jan

Perhaps you’ve noticed I’ve been gone for a while. Or perhaps you haven’t?

Don’t worry, it won’t hurt my feelings.

I’ve been a bad blogger and I have no excuse. Slap my wrists. Take away my TV…whatever. Maybe one day I’ll learn my lesson.

Probably not, though.

Either way, looks like we have some catching up to do! So here goes..

1. I’ve been working two jobs this past week. Originally I was going to come on here and be all “poor me, I have to work two jobs and had no time to blog! womp womp.” But then, I decided not to. Plenty of people work multiple jobs and manage to keep a smile on their (tired) face. The reason I didn’t blog wasn’t because of lack of time, but rather lack of content. You think bras and coffee are interesting? Well then, you go start a blog about them.

2. I stayed up past 10 p.m. EVERY DAY this past week. Some days I didn’t go to bed until like 1:30 A.M. I’ll allow you a few seconds to process this. I went to bed on a different day than I woke up. I hear people do this all the time! Crazy, huh? Obviously I would have loved to be sound asleep by 10, but some days I didn’t even get off work until 11:30. And I can never just come home and go to bed. I always ALWAYS read or something before falling asleep. Um, and I might have stayed up one of those nights playing Angry Birds on my phone. Don’t judge.

3. Sadly, no matter what time I fell asleep I still always woke up earlier than I needed to. I don’t know if it’s because I’m ready to be a grown-up and get up for a career, or because my body is afraid it’ll go into a coma if I keep sleeping a million hours a day. Either way, coffee is my friend.

Hello lover...

4. On Friday and Saturday I had to open at one job (7:30-12) and then go to my next (1-6). I wanted to cut off my feet both days. I need out of retail as soon as possible.

5. I’m done complaining now.

6. I fell in love with a random woman at my gym. She was on the treadmill in front of me watching the food network. LOVE. I think we might be soul mates. Also, she was adorably short so I could see her TV perfectly. It was just the most amazing workout of my life. Weezy in my ears, Barefoot Contessa on my eyes. Lovely.

7. I found out my sass has officially rubbed off on my mother. While watching the Golden Globes she spent the entire three hours making fun of people. It was glorious. Love her.

8. I made vegan cookies! They’re not awesome, but I’ve had about 15 so that obviously doesn’t matter.

9. Speaking of cookies, my parents went to the outlet malls while I was working today (not that I’m complaining or anything…) and bought me new wire cooling racks. If you know me, you know how excited this makes me. Cookies for everyone!

Fantastic.

10. I’m thinking about having a social life again. First step is going to a movie sometime this week. Then I’ll move on to drinks. And then we’ll see about a dinner. Maybe I”ll go bowling! Or to a party! Oooh a bowling party!

11. And perhaps the most important piece of information for you: I haven’t worn my jeggings in over a week. That, my friends, is what I call progress…

12….actually that’s a lie. I wear regular leggings pretty much all the time. And not in the good “I do yoga everyday” Jessica way. Mine is more of the “why wear pants if you have nowhere but the couch to go” kind of way.

I promise I’ll wear real clothes to the movie. Can’t say the same about bowling though. Sorry.

 

Maybe..

10 Jan

I think I’m going crazy. Again.

Maybe it’s because I’m working at two jobs this week (just started at BN, haven’t quit VS yet). Believe it or not, selling a cup of coffee is a lot different than selling a bra.

Maybe it’s because it’s impossible to forget how to make Starbucks drinks, thus making my “training” at BN totally useless.

Maybe it’s because I hate that I have to tell people I work at the “BN Cafe” when I basically feel like I’m working at Starbucks again.

Maybe it’s because I need to get out of retail. Soon.

Oh hey, maybe it’s because I’m reading a book about a woman who goes crazy looking for jobs. Not the best timing on my part, but at least it’s hilarious. Jen Lancaster is too much.

Maybe I’ll stop talking about jobs.

Maybe it’s because I spent an entire hour at the grocery store, when it should have taken just 20 minutes.

Maybe I shouldn’t have spent so much time debating on whether to get roasted sunflower seeds or unroasted sunflower seeds.

Maybe I should have realized I would be roasting them anyway, so unroasted was the better choice. And cheaper.

Maybe it’s because I bought soy chorizo. Ew? I had my mom’s credit card so all bets were off.

Maybe my mom is the crazy one because she still doesn’t realize that sending me to the store with her card never bodes well for her bank account.

Maybe it’s because I randomly think of Family Guy scenes at the most inappropriate times and end up laughing my ass off in front of a bunch of strangers.

Maybe you should fast-forward to :55 to get to the funny part

Maaaaybe I just spent 30 minutes watching Family Guy clips.

Maybe it’s because my dog’s birthday is tomorrow and I feel bad I didn’t get him anything. Seriously, look at this face.

I just love him too much.

That’s his  “stop taking crappy pictures of me with your phone and please start feeding me the grapes you are eating” face.

Maybe it’s because I actually say (out loud) to my dog “I want to give you grapes, I really do because I know how much you love them! BUT I won’t because I would just die if got sick. I would JUST DIE Max.”

Maybe it’s because I’m eating grapes instead of drinking them. Plus, Max doesn’t beg for alcohol.

Maybe Max is straightedge?

Yup, definitely crazy.