It’s so cliche but the saying “don’t judge a book by it’s cover” is a powerful statement. For the longest time I was doing this toward brussel sprouts and judging them by their putrid green exterior. Although not green and leafy I was equally as judgemental toward Adele. Maybe it was the fact that she
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It’s been approximately 12 hours since I have been back home in Orlando. Husband face and I spent the weekend in the lovely state of New Jersey. Contrary to the giggling that may be occuring, New Jersey is actually quite beautiful. The armpit of it does exist but only right before you’re greeted by the
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Over the years, certain clothing styles have come in and out of fashion like mullets and parachute pants. Then we grow up and pop out little demons whip we share our photo albums with to reminisce with them about a time when we were “hip.” Suddenly, we’re brought out of Notalgia Lane by the burst of laughter and pointing at the ridiculous afro and hammer
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No, a wrestler didn’t body slam me in Miami and hold me hostage until now. I have officially made it through the most exhausting weekend of all time and back to slave labor working in a cubicle. I spent last weekend in Miami’s heat, walking, gawking and doing all things Wrestlemania. For those of you not already versed
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Riddle: What’s fucking awesome and in your hand, in your pocket, on your desk, in your hand while you wee, on your face, on your ear, in someone else’s hand, on the floor, in your purse, and on the counter. Answer: It’s your cell phone, pervs. I can’t really consider myself a germaphobe but rather
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