Alaska Glacial Mud Co. – The Glacial Facial Purifying Mud Masque [Review]

The Alaska Glacial Mud Co. specializes in natural luxury/spa products that are made, as their name suggests, with "wild Alaskan ingredients." The company is paraben-free, doesn't use animal byproducts, and is people-tested. I tried out The Glacial Facial, a purifying mud masque that is designed to promote cell regeneration, absorb toxins and nourish skin. Product … Continue reading Alaska Glacial Mud Co. – The Glacial Facial Purifying Mud Masque [Review]

Don’t Tell Me My Dress is Slimming

In my latest post for Blonde, I share my own body acceptance and why I hate it when people tell me my outfit is “slimming.” I hope this helps to inspire other woman to see just how beautiful they are, weather they’ve got a bit of extra flab on their arms or not. My motto is: Wear what makes you happy, not what others will be happy to see you in.

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For generations, women have based their wardrobes on the clothes that they have been told are flattering for their body type. We’ve worn black because it makes us look thin, we’ve worn A-line dresses because it’s the most flattering for our shape. We hide our arms because we don’t want people to see that extra flab. I used to be this kind of girl; the type that would love when someone would tell me that I looked like I had lost a few pounds, or that my my dress was slimming. I used to look at thin girls and envy them. Then, as I grew up I thought, “Fuck that shit.”

I made the choice that I no longer wanted to be self-conscious about my body, and I no longer wanted to ‘hide’ my flaws. I didn’t want to be the type of women that spent her life hiding under…

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In the Wake of Loss

I recently lost a very good friend of mine and shared my experience with Blonde Magazine.

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I have never understood loss. Not really, anyway. Not until a month ago.

Last month, I lost a dear friend of mine. She was smart, beautiful, funny, caring, and good. She was good. She was simply good.

I’m still unsure of what caused her death, but I know what killed her. My friend, who I have known for most of my life, wasn’t able to nourish her body the way most of us can. She suffered from an illness that I will never truly understand. And it’s this illness that took her life.

The thing is, I hadn’t spoken to my friend in quite some time. I hadn’t seen her in even longer. I found it difficult to be around her because I wanted to shield her from her demons, force her into some form of treatment. But I couldn’t. There was nothing that I could do to help her…

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