Hipster-Minded Meets High-Fashion

How did the hipster burn her tongue? She ate her pizza before it was cool.

Ba-dum-dum.

Okay, so apologies for the lame joke, but I needed an entrance to this post. I was recently approached about a new start-up that launched about two weeks ago. It’s called Crowdemand* and the concept is pretty cool, especially if you’re in to fashion. I’ll explain more in a moment, but the whole company is based on getting exclusive looks, in limited quantities, from top fashion designers. And I started thinking: is there a whole “hipster” mentality coming to take the premium fashion world by storm? I hope so. Here are three companies that are signaling the onset of the invasion: Read the rest of this entry

A Look Back: One Year With Pink Hair

97a8bdc633a011e3ad7a22000a9f3090_8From the days of Jem, I had longed to have bright pink hair. The desire didn’t go away as I got older and saw the likes of Gwen Stefani take the stage. Even when Lauren Conrad donned the look, I still yearned for a cotton candy color atop my own head. Yet for some reason, I never took the plunge – even while in college during a time when it would have been arguably easier to pull off the hue – and decided instead to maintain my plain Jane (usually from the box) color. As I got older, I paid a lot more for New York City highlights. I blamed the blandness on a sales job that put me in front of high-power strangers whose instant judgments were worth a lot of money. When my role at work changed in January of last year, I decided it was time to go pink or go home. In the year since making the change, I’ve learned that while blondes have more fun, pinks have all the fun. Here’s what else I learned: Read the rest of this entry

Why Four Eyes are Better than Two

This is me, on a casual Wednesday evening. Maybe.. .whatever.  Source: Warby Parker

This is me, on a casual Wednesday evening. Maybe…whatever.
Source: Warby Parker

What do Tina Fey, Zooey Deschanel (sometimes), Lisa Loeb, and yours truly all have in common? You guessed it. We’re all bespectacled beauties. And while films like Never Been Kissed and She’s All That tried to sway a pre-teen Mallorie towards contacts, I’ve stayed the course and been committed to “my look”. Yes, Gwen Stefani has red lips and platinum hair and I have my glasses. Or something. Anyway, in case you’re wondering why I choose four eyes over two, here are a few reasons:

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Since I’ve Been Gone…

The start(ish) of a new year means it’s time to restart this little blogging effort. It’s been almost a year since I’ve posted anything and 11 or so months later, things are a bit different over here. What better way to relaunch then to catch you all up on the most important things to happen to me since I’ve been posting. 2013 was one of the best years in recent memory, and here are a few of the highlights:  Read the rest of this entry

6 Things to Know Before Living Alone

home-aloneRemember college when you shared a tiny dorm room with a complete stranger your freshman year? And then moved into a house with somewhere between 5 and 15 of your best friends? Remember how much fun that was? Yeah, those were the days. And then suddenly, you graduate and become real people with jobs you actually have to go to every day  and alarms you can’t snooze until it’s time to start drinking. And you get emails that you actually have to read. And you have to use your grown up phone voice all the time and your favorite ripped jeans are reserved for lazy Sundays only. And perhaps you live with all your best friends still (I did), but it’s just not the same. You’re adjusting. You’re growing up. And it sort of sucks. You can’t get away with never cleaning the shower and exclusively using paperware to avoid having to do the dishes. Storming home at 3am with tree branches, traffic cones and a few strangers nice enough to give you a ride is no longer acceptable. You all end up hating each other. And then, to save your friendships and your whole no-murders-on-my-record streak, you decide to live alone. And it’s awesome (seriously. Everyone needs to live alone once in their life. I urge you to do this). But like anything you do for the first time, there are some things you need to get used to and some tricks to learn before you do it well.  Read the rest of this entry

5 Things to Never Settle For

Don't be fooled by these happy pilgrims. Settling is so suckers.

Don’t be fooled by these happy pilgrims. Settling is for suckers.

There are so many things we can settle for when we’re trying to figure it all out. We might settle for a lower salary, a smaller apartment, and a knock-off pair of shoes until we can afford the real deal. We might settle for ramen noodles for dinner. But there are things we should never settle for, be it in a relationship, in our careers, or just in the things we know we deserve. Before we hit 30 and look back in regret, we need to have a heart-to-heart with ourselves and decide what we can bend on and what we never will. Here’s my list: Read the rest of this entry

Hollywood’s Love Affair With Unplanned Pregnancy

Really? Always so happy?

Really? Always so happy?

How many movies or TV shows can you name where a main character unexpectedly gets pregnant and decides to heroically keep her child? I’ve tried to think of this recently and I came up with a pretty substantial list: Sex and the City, The Gilmore Girls, The Secret Life of an American Teenager, 16 and Pregnant, How to Deal (yes, my favorite Mandy Moore movie), Saved! (another Mandy Moore classic), Juno, the list goes on and on. Read the rest of this entry

When You Should Stop Dating Him

We are never ever getting back together!I’ve long struggled with how exactly to turn my real-life dating explorations into blog-worthy content without offending my suitors who have friended me on Facebook or followed me on Twitter. I’m sure if they read they’ll be able to see themselves in there and I want to avoid disaster (do you guys remember when Big read Carrie’s book? Bad news bears). But I’ve been dating fewer people more regularly lately and the experiences are just too good to not share. These are some tell-tale signs I should have stopped dating him. Names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent (and they’ve been blocked/ unfriended to avoid #thatawkwardmoment when the girl you used to date starts blogging about you #sorrynotsorry): Read the rest of this entry

Realizations Had While Wearing Flats on a Saturday Night

Ladies and gentlemen, I wore flats to a Lower East Side bar on a Saturday night. Now, to clarify, I did not do this on purpose. I left my apartment in spiked Sam Edelman heels. But about 10 minutes into being at the bar, I literally thought I was going to start crying from the pain. And I was NOT sober, so you know it had to be bad. I ended up switching into my spare flats and realized a few very important things that might make me reconsider my shoe choices (hahahaha just kidding…). Read the rest of this entry

No-Fail Ways to Make Yourself Really Sad

I know it seems weird, but we all do it right? We all do things we know we shouldn’t because we know we’ll just depress ourselves. And yet, it’s like we’re not physically capable of stopping it, knowing full well we’ll end up walking back to our apartments with Ray LaMontagne singing sad diddies in our ears (just me? whatever). Sometimes we need to feel sad, though. And sometimes we just don’t have anything better to do. Here are my go-to make-you-want-to-sit-in-the-dark-and-cry-for-days techniques: Read the rest of this entry