“I want to see more girl monsters. Girl giants, girl dragons, hulks & trolls. Scylla and hydra. Girl monsters who are huge and whole. Teeth and plush fur and long muscled tails. Heads enough to see you anywhere. Gleaming green or brown. But girl monsters are usually zombies or vampires. Pale and thin, bleeding or dead. Not Lady Lazarus, not a phoenix from the ash. I want to see how you get strong without being broken first. Get strong and stay strong. Get big and bigger.”—
Time to take charge of your health, your energy and your life. Time to give your body the care it deserves—even if you’re living life at breakneck speed. Time to kick the cycle of forgetting to eat lunch, subsisting on $1 pizza slices between your workday + evening commitments, then binging on the contents of your fridge at 11pm.
If you’re ready to balance eating well with your hard-partying lifestyle—and to pick up a bunch of cool swag in the process—reserve your copy of Eat Well. Party Hard.'s ebook RIGHT HERE.
in case you didn’t know, one of my best friends claire is someone who has, bit by bit, been influencing the way i eat for almost two years now. she started a blog called Eat Well Party Hard a bit ago, and as part of that, she’s been brainstorming on how to share some of the more crucial and interesting recipes, thoughts, and motivators that keep HER and her positive eating habits in check - and so, she created an e-book. and the preorder is OPEN TODAY! and it is pay what you want!! for a limited time. and i just had to shout it from the rooftops.
…also, i bolded that one part up there because it is the MOST important, and is the thing that reminds me about most. she would not be happy to know i left my lunch on the counter today and will be eating pretzels and grapes from the tiger mart instead. sigh. but hey, one step at a time… right?
support her endeavors, if you can / are interested in making tiny positive changes to your eating habits / are just interested in checking it out. plus, if you pre-order it, you get entered to win free chocolate?! so, ya know. do it. nothing here to lose!
i heard you saying “no regrets” and i wondered if you knew when you got it tattooed on you it’d hurt more to get removed. like a killer in denial, lucky fuck without a clue. i feel regret like it was a knife wound that didn’t strike true.
it’s easy to assume the past was better in most ways. it’s more than era worship, more than helping forget today. it’s hard to give it all when you know there ain’t enough to take. with less go getting to be gotten, the world is ours to make.
so here we are, upstate mosquitoes wary of this season’s change but thinking back on our favorite regrets that kept us all from dying
— i’m really just getting into this new polar bear club record, but as usual, there is ALWAYS a song that makes me homesick for the insanity of fredonia and the 716/585 and all the lives we lead there. all the friends we made there. all the people we were there. all the things that remain there.
I’ve come to terms with the fact that the mix tape you left in my car is the apology I’ll never get. You had to have known the lyrics and their direct parallel to the mud you dragged me through. Your ghost hasn’t passed through my bed or my bones in five years.
“I love tattooed women, maybe because they are uncontrollable, they are themselves to the point of drawing symbols of their power on their skin. Talk about owning your own body, being in your body, claiming yourself. I love it. When the world is in an uproar over whether women should have a choice or not when it comes to their own bodies, being tattooed is one of the most visible choices of all.”—Margaret Cho
Is Kanye the most popular guy in the world of beautiful people right now? Eeeeh, probably not. But that doesn’t mean we haven’t all about heard every little thing he’s been up to as of late. In keeping with Kanye’s seemingly endless store of self-righteousness—directed at YouTube, at Jimmy Kimmel and at the Obamas, to name a few—here’s how I’d imagine Yeezy would handle the challenges of adopting a plant-based diet, or possibly going gluten-free…or maybe just of cutting back on so many damn croissants.
The Kanye West approach to adopting better eating habits
1. Insist that the rest of the world completely readjust its schedule to accommodate you.
You’re bound to encounter a few mishaps during the transition from a mostly-thoughtless diet to a more conscious one. Maybe you forgot to request no cheese on your pasta order, or you signed up for a pizza-eating contest months ago with friends and now find yourself wondering how to get out of it. If there’s anything to be learned from Kanye, it’s that the best thing to do is to ruin everyone’s good time on behalf of your own needs. Walk outta that Italian-ass restaurant right now, and tell your friends you don’t need them, anyway, while you’re at it.
2. Get outrageously upset at peoples’ reactions to your choices.
To get personal for a second, I find handling others’ comments and, in some cases, insults about what I eat (and don’t) to be one of the more difficult aspects of plant-based life. Though I usually try to address the issues calmly—and ahead of time, when possible—it would probably make me feel a lot better if I just sued everyone who dares to poke fun at my tempeh sandwich. Ripping them a new one on Twitter might be an effective option, too.
3. Belittle the successes others achieve on their own paths, juuust in case the world forgot about you for a few seconds.
Even if they’re completely unrelated to your own food and health goals, there’s absolutely no room in conversation to discuss other peoples’ achievements. Your friend just completed her first 10K? F*ck that—you’re still working on running three miles at a time. Better accuse her of having an unfair advantage before everyone acknowledges the hard work she’s done.
4. Be an a-hole at restaurants.
As if this needs any explanation. What restaurant staff doesn’t love a pushy, high-maintenance customer who demands special treatment for their order?
What life lessons have you learned from Kanye this year?
“You turn to me and ask, “do you ever think about suicide?” I look away from you and close my eyes, eat the raspberries, to confuse the blood in my mouth.”—Welcome to Night Vale, Episode 20: Poetry Week
are you going to live your life wondering standing in the back looking around? are you going to waste your time thinking how you’ve grown up or how you missed out?
things are never gonna be the way you want where’s it going to get you acting serious? things are never going to be quite what you want even at twenty five, you got to start sometime
i’m on my feet, i’m on the floor, i’m good to go all i need is just to hear a song i know i wanna always feel like part of this was mine i wanna fall in love tonight — i think i always thought 25 would feel… different, or something. that my life would be something grand, and that i would be more settled. but i think instead, i’m embracing my un-settledness, and i AM good to go. i’ve spent all this time finding my footing, and my steps become more sure every day.
and i mean, if i need the proof that i’m stepping in the right direction, someone handed me a platinum record as a recognition of my work today, so… that’s a start, at the very least.
Hey kids, as we approach Halloween I just wanted you guys to be careful and say DON’T FUCK WITH SPIRITS. Don’t mess with Ouija Boards, don’t talk to no dead people, don’t fuck with demons, don’t summon shit, don’t dick around in abandoned buildings. If you are considering a thing, just think, “would a white person in a horror movie do this thing?” If the answer is yes, then don’t do the thing.
how are you supposed to respond to public statements that basically undermine all that you work for and all that you strive for and insult the integrity of what you believe in without sounding a) full of yourself b) childish c) just plain rude?
i’m going with silence on this one, but listen up, you - i won’t be complacent.
bomb the music industry! - everybody that loves you
so i won’t wake you when you’re sleeping, i won’t call you when i’m freaking out again if you are busy. i won’t take it personally. even nerves of steel deserve a breather, weight wears down the infrastructure and hearts of gold can still feel lonely if they don’t know they’re not the only ones.
“One of the most popular ways people like to hate teenage girls is to complain about their “insane” crushes on boy band members. Now, let me fucking tell you something: those big dumb crushes are what helps a teenage girl develop her sexuality in a safe environment that she can control. In her world, she can listen to One Direction and hear all these songs about how great she is, and how much these cute non-threatening boys want to make her feel special. Why is this so important? Because no one is pushing them. There’s no fourteen year old boy shoving his clammy hands down your shirt without your consent. These fantasy boys are not convincing a girl to send naked pictures, only to show all their friends and call her a slut. In the fantasy land of boy bands, the girl has all the power. And we need to stop judging them for wanting to escape into that.”—A passage from ‘Why I Fucking Love Teenage Girls (A Personal Essay From An Almost Adult)’
“Pure Heroine is a decidedly post-internet album. Some of that has to do with its genre-agnostic blend of influences (in her live show Lorde has been covering both Kanye West and the Replacements, and her music is being marketed to a generation of people who in no way find that weird), but it’s mostly a comment on a certain kind of sensibility of self-presentation in the characters it deftly depicts.”—from Pitchfork’s review of Lorde’s Pure Heroine