Fiction, Video

The Bookshelf Scavenger Hunt

 

 

Whenever I go to someone’s house, I always like to sneak a peek at their bookshelves. I’ve always thought that you could learn a lot about a person by what they read. Hopefully this video, along with the list below, will you tell you a little bit more about me! ūüėÉ

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Fiction

The TBR Pile | Starting At The Bottom

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Photo by Gaelle Marcel

Years ago I would write my TBR list -that stands for To Be Read for any of you who don’t read too many book blogs. Don’t worry, I just discovered the acronym not too long ago – on a sheet a paper that I would then tack up on my wall as a reminder. Sometimes I can still feel a slight cramp in my writing hand when I think back to writing down every¬†single¬†book I wanted to read. Thank goodness I discovered Goodreads! Now my TBR pile is growing rapidly all with a simple click on the ol’ trackpad! It’s amazing how technology changes things. (:

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Fashion, Style

Sweet Dreams

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Photo by Elizabeth Lies

She always dreams of satin pajamas and lace nighties instead of her worn-out yoga pants and college tee that she wears to bed every night. She wished she had a fairy godmother who could bibbidi-bobbidi-boo her into luxurious fabrics; then she could get a full night’s sleep while looking like a princess. Although no one would be looking at her while she slept, and if she were to awake and find that someone was, she’d be too terrified to worry about how she looked. And now, she was too scared to go to sleep in case there was a creeper lurking nearby just waiting for her to doze off. To get that thought out of her mind, she pulled up her favorite online shop and perused the site to satin pajamas. Her mind was able to relax as she scrolled through all the pretty pajama options and added them to her cart. She realized that she already had a fairy godmother. She was only a few feet away in her pocketbook in the form of an American Express card. No bibbidi-bobbidi-boo required. A simple CVV number and an expiration date would do the trick!

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Beauty

Washing The Day Off

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Photo by Alina Miroshnichenko

She wets her cotton round in micellar water and rubs it across her face. As she wipes her makeup off, she also takes her insecurities and battered self-esteem with it. She pumps a small amount of cleanser in her palm and gently rubs her hands together to create a lather. Then she rubs the gel on her face, gathering up the rest of the day’s grime: the constant anxiety of being late and messing up, the pressure to be perfect, the self-hate from not having the right body shape or clothes. She roughly rubs her face gathering all of that up and splashes her face with cold water, and watches it all go down the drain.

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Style

Pardon Her French

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The first thing to slip was her accent. She had spent weeks practicing her French, making it sound as if she was fluent. Her first slip-up was when she pronounced the “t” at the end of¬†s’il vous pla√ģt.¬†She looked down at the table to avoid his reaction and took a sip of her caf√© au lait, which burned her tongue and brought tears to her eyes. She had forgotten that she ordered her coffee tr√®s chaud because it seemed like the French thing to do. He showed no indication of catching her mistake and continued to ask her questions about growing up in France. She nibbled on her croissant and kept her answers as brief as possible.

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