Monday, July 28, 2014


A birthday gets better when you have your best friends from college to share it with. I love these two and truly mean it. I believe you can love your husband, but can have that same type of undying love for your friends. We've seen each other through the darkest of times, and it's nice to be coming out the other end. 

You can say what you want about me, maybe you think I'm a bitch, or maybe you find my humor funny, but the one thing you can't call me is fake. If I like you, I really like you. And if I don't, I don't act like I do. But if I call you a friend (a word I use sparingly) I would cut a bitch for you, or take a bullet for you (okay, so I may hesitate at the bullet, but a large blunt object--I can safely say I wouldn't flinch).

I am thankful for the constant laughter these two bring into my life, even if we only get to do it face-to-face once a year. For us, that's all we need.

Thursday, July 24, 2014


I've never been a big fan of birthdays. As much as you'd think I like putting myself on display on here, I'm not a fan of all the attention. Maybe it can be traced back to when I failed my drivers test at sixteen (trivial), or when my Nonna's funeral was on my twenty-first (devastating). Ever since, my birthday would bring about memories of the past, memories that weren't worthy of celebrating. 

But as I've gotten older, I've realized that maybe it's not about celebrating the day you were born, but celebrating that you are lucky enough to have another year ahead. I feel fortunate enough to have another year to cram in everything I possibly can in this thing we call life. 

And cram it in I will...

Monday, July 21, 2014


I was fortunate enough not to have a Fashion Police taping this week, and was able to head back to my hometown of Sandusky, Ohio to reunite with some college friends. Our old college adviser was nice enough to treat us all to a stay at Cedar Point for the weekend. 

It's easy to lose touch as the years go by, but I've realized not to let the good ones slip away. They are worth the effort. It was great to catch up, bust each others balls, and do what we do best -- drink. 

We also caught up with family and celebrated my brother's birthday with a cookout, some cornhole, and our annual water balloon toss. 

While I am grateful for my life in LA, there are plenty of things I miss about Ohio - the smell of freshly cut grass, listening to thunderstorms, the lake, my dog George, shredded chicken sandwiches, and the people - especially the people. 

I've been to lots of places, but can still confidently say - Midwest is the Best...

Have a great week UnBrides and try to share it with some good peeps!