The Space Between (a twenties rant ft.geese)

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Dave Matthews once said (and yes I am quoting Dave Matthews, and no I am not an asshole)

“The space between

The tears we cry is the laughter that keeps us coming back for more

The space between

The wicked lies we tell to keep us safe from the pain”

Yes that is where I live. In this space that only Dave Matthews seems to be able to define, you know what half the time I love it, the other half of the time I want to stab it with a fork. I mean I cry a lot a tears in this space and I laugh a shitload too, I also lie to myself like jillian michaels would completely approve of this burrito, and would totally consider running to catch the bus enough exercise for the day… Do you know that yesterday I actually dreamed of having a taco bell breakfast quesidilla and breakfast crunchwrap supreme, like it could just be Europe or I could need to institutionalize myself, like the actual f*ck? And can I tell you one thing, being single is WONDERFUL, the only thing thing that kills is this scenario, imagine you are a goose flying above the fields just doing your goose thing, straight goose chilling with a bottle of grey goose say whaddup to my goose homies, okay I took that way too far. Anyways, all the sudden out of nowhere you are struck, struck right in the feels, by a bullet and you drop to the ground just wondering why. Like no offense to white people, I consider myself a child of the light and of no race, but I mean you don’t see many other races going out and shooting geese for fun, like no one even likes to eat geese. We should just teach pigs and chickens how to fly so we can shoot them and enjoy eating them. Okay but I digress, like how did I even get to that point. So you are  dying goose, how does this apply to my life and every other single person? Well imagine that bullet was a love song. (I hope this  isn’t that hard for you guys to follow, the words are just like flowing at the moment) Okay so I was walking along in Munich the other night, just being myself, jolly, cute, fabulous etc. And all the sudden a love song came on my ipod, and I just listened to this guy sing about a girl he loved and I was like this sucks, I don’t know if anyone would ever sing me a song like this, like any guy that wants to be cuddled up in bed with me all day and listen to me giggle would probably have to be insane. Anyways, its that music, just gets you right in the feels. Seeing couples is whatever, I hate most people anyways so I move them to the top of the list, they look stupid mostly anyways so it is very easy :) (omg I just used an emoticon naturally, who am i…) Anyways back to this stupid space between, it is like I am stuck in between my child life and the rest of my life. I am just waiting for the rest of my life to begin, and I really don’t care about anything. I mean 2 days ago I was explaining to someone my theory on why I am single, because I love myself so much, I don’t have much room for anyone else, it really sounds awful, but I am 22 this is the ME time of my life, claire claire claire. I mean I think I am cute, hilarious, I mean I have said it before and I will say it again, I am in a fully commited relationship with myself, and I am completely content. Okay so I am content until I hear these songs… like i don’t even know if I would write a song for myself… I mean if I did It would be like, your a bitch, but you have a big heart… that is the worst song ever hahahahhah at least I can laugh at myself… Anyways I don’t know, do I avoid every love song, I mean I would literally have to delete half of my itunes because that is the only thing these stupid musicians talk about these days. Anyways, this is basically my life now, complete first world problem I know, but I guess I should enjoy it before I get tasked with having a real life and things like a job, marriage, and kids actually tie me down. I will just be my goose self, flying in the sky free, dodging bullets for as long as I can, and even when those songs sound great I can always go home and listen to my friends and how awful their significant other’s are and remind myself why I love my goose life. The single life is a big game of duck duck goose, eventually someone picks the goose, and then you have to chase after them like a bobbling idiot, but other times they let you catch them, so I mean till then…. But for now I can sit and listen to everyone else bitch about their relationshits and completely enjoy myself, and live the bachelorette life, simple and amazing. But if you know any handsome single guys that aren’t completely deranged or over the age of 30, send them over to play duck duck goose with me.

I love you but I am not in love with you (although I could be if you are handsome and single and pick me in duck duck goose)

xoxo Clairistotle

p.s. this is how I try to attract mates :) stupid emoticons again. ugh.

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The death of the dinner date

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They say the sea is full of fish, yeah that is great, but you know what fish I want? A wasabi encrusted tuna steak seared and on my plate. Is it really too much to ask that the boys of my generation keep alive the traditional first date dinner for which they pay? I mean listen, I am not saying I expect a fancy date blah blah blah, but it would be nice. Instead we go out for drinks (ALWAYS WITH THE DRINKING) or coffee, well I can have Franzia at home and I can make coffee from my keurig. I am just saying that I would like to be taken out for dinner every once in awhile, I mean maybe the second date possibly the third. But as far as I am concerned the dinner date has died along with my faith in the male species.

And can we talk about honesty for a second, and ladies this goes for you too, the foolishness really needs to stop, I am not 18 and discussing your mind games in the student lounge with my biffles, we are almost adults and really we need to start acting like it. Don’t tell someone you like them if you are going to lead them on, and when you get the feeling they like you and you really just aren’t on that level TELL THEM. So that way you can both do what you really need to do, build a bridge and get over it. I mean I have said it before and I will say it again, our lives are two short to not say what we really mean.

Now men here are a few dating tips for you,

  • don’t wear a fedora

  • don’t talk about anything weird that only you care about

  • attempt to be charming

  • remember there is a thing such as too much information

  • and no I do not play video games/computer games and I have no idea what a lan session is

  • If you are taking me out for drinks, you are expected to pay.
  • Unless people regularly laugh at your jokes (people besides your family) don’t attempt to be funny

Like I get it, they don’t teach us this stuff in high school, dating sucks all around, but when we go out for a drink and you get tipsy off of 2 beers then make me pay for myself when the beers cost less than 3 euros, no I don’t want to go on a date with you again, that ship sailed along with your sobriety.

Then again, I was with a dear blonde friend yesterday and he told me advice he had gotten from a wise teacher in high school, “Lower your expectations.”  So do we disregard everything that we saw in the movies and hear stories about? I think yes, I say tell Ryan Gosling to shove it up his pretty little arse and we ladies try to get back in touch with reality. Cause as far as I am concerned a good amount of us are out of it.  Can we really expect guys in their early twenties to invest their parent’s money in a first date with someone they aren’t even sure that they like? But what if they have their own funds, so maybe in their later 20′s and do have a job, do we expect them to invest in us? Well I mean, I think I am worth it, and if a guy wants to impress me he will find someway to get food in me, I mean the way to a girls heart is her stomach, always has been, always will be. So just a tip for boys, ask your mom for a raise on your allowance, get her food.

This is where I will share with you the best advice I have ever gotten, needless to say I gave myself this advice, “WWBD?” What would Beyonce do? When it comes to all things Badass independent woman-like we only have one true idol to look up to and that is the queen herself Bey. We as women need to be clear,  fierce, and independent. Ain’t nobody got time to be basic. Like listen Rachel McAdams is an IDIOT in the notebook, do you know the last time an adorably cute guy asked me out and I repeatedly said no… NEVER. Why? because it doesn’t happen, instead I get asked out by creepy old men in the underground station and when I am walking down the street home after a long hard day at work.

So okay, maybe we don’t need the dinner date, but buy the drinks if you like the girl or else it isn’t going to work; honestly you should still even if you don’t really like her, unless she is a total psycho. And drinking on a date doesn’t make it better by the way, it often impairs your judgement and yeah we are nervous and dating is not unlike getting teeth pulled, but sometimes a nice German meal is better than the social lubricant of a whiskey sour. But if you do like someone you should show them, take them to dinner, if you don’t have the money offer to cook them dinner or order pizza get a cheap bottle of wine and have a candle lit or something. So maybe it shouldn’t be expected to buy dinner on the first date, but once you get around to round 3, good things come to those who have bought a girl food.

I love you but I’m not in love with you!

xoxo Clairistotle

A day late… but happy women’s day!

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Howdy,
I would like to wish all ma bad bitchez a happy International Women’s Day! I am a day late, but not a bottle of wine short. hehehe.

 I would like to go back and thank all the women who have inspired me in my 21 years. **after this post, I remembered I was 22, and I am in denial**

1. I guess we can start with my sister… She taught me at a very young age, how to grow a thick skin. How to be bossed around, and how to get what I want from my parents. She also taught me friendship, and sharing. Also how to roll with the punches (literally)
2. Britney Spears, if anyone knows rock bottom, it is Brit Brit. Her life has been one big shit show played out in front of the entire world. but she went to rock bottom and climbed back to the top, if anyone can find strength and make a come back it is her, so I say thank you.
3. Angela Merkel cause she is a bad as bitch.
4. Jennifer Aniston, because I have never seen a woman take break up and embarassment so gracefully.
5. Carrie Bradshaw… Cosmo in one hand, dignity and confidence in the other. My greatest lessons about life and love have come from her.
6. Velma from Scooby Doo… because *JINKIES* being smarter than the boys isn’t a bad quality.
7. Beyonce and the two other girls in destiny’s child – If there was ever a woman that emulates poise, beauty, dignity, talent, strength, confidence, and dedication, it is Beyo, she is a role model for all women she has never waivered from who she is, and I respect who she is, and everything she has done. WWBD what would Beyonce do. And as for Kelly and Michelle, that it is okay to stand in the shadow sometime, you just need the confidence to remember that you are also great in your own way, we can’t be a moon, but we can still all shine like stars.
8. Hilary Clinton, I mean let’s be real, who ever thought Bill was in control?
9. Sabrina the teenage witch, even when she had something special that could make her better than everyone else, she always came back to the thought that she would only use her talent for good not for  bad. If I had a magic finger, I would hope I could exercise the same self-control.
10. Angelica Pickles, yeah she was mean, but she was honest and also a leader. She had a good heart deep down and was just the product of parents that tried to buy her love. She taught me how to be a leader, but to remember to have a heart like Suzy…
11. Audrey Hepburn – Do words have to describe this? She was the most beautiful and graceul woman to ever grace the silver screens and also my life. she was also a big humanitarian, which is really important to me (i know, who would have thought)
12. Edna Mode from the incredibles “ I never look back, darling! It distracts from the now.”
13. Me. myself. and Clairistotle – you can’t have national women’s day and not thank yourself. I AM WOMAN. but seriously, I had a moment last week where I felt I needed to distinguish myself from Clairistotle, but she is a part of me, whether I like her all the time or not. Yeah Claire can be a different, but add a little stotle and yup.
14. My friends, i mean they have been the biggest inspiration to me. They are the ones who suggested I start actually writing the crazy stuff I say (thanks Teg) As much as I joke with them and harass, I miss them all a lot and they are not just a huge part of my life, they are my life. We have talked about becoming cat ladies and just getting a huge castle and living together for the rest of our lives, like that is actual love.
15. Paris hilton and Nicole richie, Kim Kardashian every kardashian ever etc. Okay so I am sure your first thought was seriously wtf, but they taught me everything I did not want to be… slutty, stupid, superficial, just pretty and dumb. Yeah, thanks assholes.
16. Taylor Swift and Demi Lovato – As much as I make fun of them, they are pretty good role models for girls, they put themselves out there and try their best to seem ordinairy to relate to their fans, and they become their heros, and I think Taylor swift has stayed true to how she wants to present herself and Demi Lovato who had dark times, was honest about them and became a hero for victims of bullies
17. Rihanna, thanks for teaching me that I shouldn’t rely on celebrities to be the role models for the women around me.
19. Sarabi, from lion king, because she was strong, and no one ever asked her how she felt.
20. All of my women that have gone before me. Doing their part to ensure equality for women and giving us a voice.
21. My Mom. This one is hard to explain, she is my hero, the person I look to, the person I smile when I get a message from her. Being away has been hard, but I have been out of the house since I was 18, but she has been there every single day of my life. She tells me when I am wrong, she tells me when I am proud. She is an honest person, the best person I know. She always tries her best, and she is only happy when everyone else is.

and there you have it. the most influential women in my life, besides myself.

omg. i am 22, okay

so number 22. myself. because well I inspire myself everyday, and I am awesome, and cute, and funny etc.

I love you but I am not in love with you.
xoxo Clairistotle

20: The beginning of the end, or the end of the beginning?

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It was the best of times it was the worst of times. Yup that pretty much accurately describes being in your twenties… People said that this would be the time of my life, I find myself living off of cookies and baybel cheese and searching for the hangover cure to end all hangovers… I am thinking of actually making a movie about it an epic story of a battle between good an evil, as we search for a cure, and try not to destroy ourselves… Kind of like lord of the rings except with alcohol… one shot glass to destroy them all…. Yeah that is my life, living mini cheese wheel to mini cheese wheel, living life on the open road in search for the next bottle of wine… Sounds slightly pathetic, but it has become a way of life, I refer to this period of my life as my early twenties.

So all in all I thought I would discuss the best and worst parts about being in your twenties from my perspective of course…

1. The hangovers – it feels like your soul is being ripped out of you and your head is trying to explode… more or less like you are on the brink of death
2. Dating – the word sends shivers down my spine… I can barely figure out if i like myself nevertheless if i like someone else or if they will even like me.. absolute stress. Also boys in their 20′s aren’t the most majestic creatures on earth, just saying.I mean I am just a single young girl looking for a cute German guy to take me out for a doener… how hard is that really?
3. Being poor – homeless people ask me for money all the time, I simply respond by the amount of debt I am in, I may as well be asking you for money… I am not even being sarcastic, this is my real life.
4. Competition – you can’t just decide to let yourself go, because there are a lot of girls in their twenties who still have a great metabolism and parents that buy them nice clothes and make up… the rest of us are like princess diaries before the make over, hopeless and pathetic… We have to fight everyday to roll with the girls who seem to be naturally flawless…
5. Self Discovery – this whole path of figuring out who you are and what you want etc. etc. etc. being in your twenties is a bit like purgatory you are just waiting for the rest of your life to start… you are no longer a child but now you have to figure out your career, your love life, and pretty much how to begin your adult life. But trying to figure out who you were when you were 18, vs. who you are now, is the most stressful thing ever… All I know is I hate sprouts and pickled beets, I support gay marriage and I don’t think Johnny Depp is as good looking as everyone else does… other than that I am still trying to figure out who I am so I have some idea of where I want to go
6. Cooking – cooking for yourself alone every night and not having your parents to cook and do your laundry is pretty inconvenient… how do i balance, homework, my intense social schedule (yes I am as popular as I seem), and still have time to make sure that I live like a normal human being, the answer is I don’t… I need hired help immediately, or just someone who loves me enough to do it for me…
7. Not being able to have my cake and eat it to – let’s face it your twenties are your time of narcissim, you live alone, you don’t have your parents all over you constantly, no children, no boyfriend (well this may be different for you guys, but as I am 22 and narcisstic I am of course thinking only of myself) Anyways, it is basically you you you all the time… But unfortunately I am slowly learning that I can’t have everything I want… for instance I want to be single, but I also want a boy to attend to my every needs and call me pretty and buy me drinks all weekend… not gonna happen…. I want to eat that burrito, and I also want to fit into my skinny jeans, not gonna happen. So we are slowly learning that even though we want everything that we can’t have everything we want…. I can’t have my german black forest cake, and eat it too… :(
8. Switching from college to working full time… As a small child we hated naps, then they were taken away and we learned to cherish these short moments… in college, we are given back our oppurtunity to nap till oblivion but then in your twenties you are forced to get a real job and it is ABRUPTLY taken away, how is one supposed to adjust to a cruel world which forces you to be awake and productive for at least 8 straight hours, and then forces you to cook dinner for yourself and clean up after yourself, do small household chores and still have time to watch Pretty Little Liars, I mean this is difficult people.
9. Everyone wants to know your plans, listen people, I don’t even know what I am having for lunch today and it is 11 AM. My plan is to get rich  quick and get a yacht and float around somewhere off the coast of France. My fall back plan is to get any job that will take me and live the life you are currently living. I mean crikey, why must all these decisions be made now? Besides, anyone who knows anything knows that your plans never work out the way you want them too… maybe I will plan to be a poor cat lady then.
10. Everyone seems to think I have lost something. Do you know how many people lately have asked me what I am looking for? Like I have no idea, I really didn’t lose anything so I am not looking for anything. Well I guess I am looking for a decent burrito in Germany, but like what American isn’t? I feel like people treat life like one big treasure hunt sometimes, always on the search for something. Well I am on the search for fun and burritos, it’s the little things that really make me happy. I try not to look or search for anything, I just try to let it find me.

Okay now let’s do the good part the 10 best things about your twenties
1. The drinks.. there is some horrid quote like ‘to the nights will never remember, with the friends we will never forget’ Yes this pretty much summarizes your twenties, even though I can like picture it as every annoying girl’s facebook status and it kind of makes me cringe. But yeah, when you are in your twenties, it is still socially acceptable to get drunk, and quite often too which is a big plus.
2. The Freedom… Guess who no longer lives under the roof of their parents? THIS GIRL! Yes your twenties are made for venturing out on your own, being free from all of the rules that you lived by, such as chores, curfew, no access to your parents liquor cabinet etc.
3. Little to no responsibilities, everyday is a yolo day, and I have no one to answer to or worry about, because I am young and wild and free not unlike Snoop Dogg
4. I am not wrinkly like an old person and i am not acne ridden like a teenager. Yes I have matured in my looks, but not so much that I look like an old grape
5. Old enough to know better but young enough not to care… Yes we make mistakes, and we learn from them… luckily in your twenties most of these mistakes we make are not too life altering, so we mess up, but we go on, we learn to live again (somehow, since we are all a bit melodramatic in our twenties)
6. Working… having a real job is much better than babysitting or whatever you did in highschool for beer money, now you are able to work work work and make $$$, and how am I supposed to buy wine if I don’t have money? Not a problem in your twenties. *note you can have money and be poor at the same time
7. You are young and fabulous, not too young, but not too old, you are in with the latest trends, and you can rock them, easy peasy
8. Nothing is chaining you down, you are free to explore the world, no kids or spouse, so run free my stallions, fly off into the sunset like the eagles you soar to great new heights.
9. No gray hair.
10. Well I know for me at least  being twenty means there is a lot more to come, and every day I start to realize a little bit more how precious each moment is. When I was 16 I took moments for granted, but now I know I am getting older and time passes quickly so you have to take 5 seconds to take a deep breath of air and look around and cherish the moment, the people, the wine (of course), and of course, cherish your twenties.

Maybe it’s not so bad after all… then again I think that’s what people said when they reelected George Bush, and we all know how that ended… BUYERS REMORSE.

I love you but I am not in love with you.
xoxo Clairistotle

State of the Union

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A few things have changed since you last saw me…

  • I have written a Valentines day post, which I have yet to post, better late than never! I run by the clock of fab anyways. (my world, yall just living in it)
  • I have decided the word imbecile is undervalued and underused… yall are bein straight up basic imbeciles.
  • I hate the word movie… I now refer to them as ‘Motion Pictures’ likewise I also do not like the term ‘Movie Theater’ so I now refer to them as Cinemas…
  • I am also questioning if i should clean myself off and send myself off to market (basically do I want to enter the dangerous world of 20 something dating)
  • When drinking straight from the bottle, stick to white wine
  • Chardonnay taste like a burp
  • Leberkase taste like a hot dog loaf (google that)
  • Oh also, everyone has started with this Harlem Shake fad… first of all not funny at all, not even mildly entertaining, second of all if you aren’t from Harlem you probably shouldn’t try to do the Harlem Shake, third you people need new hobbies.
  • I have realized I carry around a piece of my broken Tiara as a daily reminder of how power can break you and how quick you can fall from power (absolute stress of being a self-proclaimed princess)

Well that’s all for now, I will keep you updated as the world changes…

Also people were looking all around ratchet at the Grammys, I leave the country for 6 months and people forget how to act, Bieber and Selena’s relationship falls apart, Miley acting cray, what next Demi back in rehab? I can’t take my eyes off you people for a second because you go and shit up your own day!

I love you but I’m not in love with you…

xoxo Clairistotle

Where in the world is Clairistotle?

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Well, you have probably been asking yourself for like weeks now, where in the world is Clairistotle. I am sure that the past few months have been hard on you all… sleepless nights, wondering when my imminent return would be… Well good news, I am alive, I am here, and I am going to be in your faces non-stop.

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So basically right now I am in Munich. Yes, the land of Dirndls, Lederhosen, and of course Oktoberfest…. I have moved from the small quaint town of Reutlingen, to the big city of Munich! I am kind of a tourist, kind of not since I live here but kind of because I am obsessed with the idea of finding a glitter dirndl and sporting it as regular clothing with a pretzel in hand (I will be sure to document my dirndl shopping experience when I do it in the next few months) Actually I think I should have my own Munich reality show called ‘Dirndl Diaries’ *Note to MTV Deutschland …

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Anyway so there is a lot of beer here, old people get on the bus and smile and are happy, at first it scared me but then I was all like oh hey old people tell me stories of your childhood and stuff but do it auf deutsch cause I need the practice. Yes it is true, I have been here since August and my German sucks, but on the other hand I felt the most European 2 nights ago when I successfully pulled out my futon and put my duvet in the duvet cover without any help *Note that I am practically European now* Also I use emoticons in my daily typing J well not really, but I don’t get as weirded out when people wink at me via text or facebook message.

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So Munich is a beautiful city it is hard to tell recently though because of the BLIZZARD LIKE CONDITIONS I AM HAVING TO FACE. Went to dinner with a friend last night, I walked in looking like Abominable Snow Monster, then I melted all over the table, talk about social suey. Oh yes and currently I am living my life off the grid because I have yet to ask my apartment-mates for the internet code… I bet this is what life was like in the 60’s no internet just come home wine and sleep… hmmm interesting, probably why they did all of those drugs *Note: Drugs are for bugs*.

Ah yes so this winter I travelled with friends, went to had wine at 11am in Frankfurt, saw some dutch people fail to light a dragon on fire in Amsterdam, fondue and wine in Paris, and had fish and chips in London *Note: I feel so cultured*

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So what have I learned about myself the past year? That I am still as fabulous as ever.  And my goal for this year? Keep gaining more fabulousness, improve my german, world domination. All in good time though, all in good time.

I found a decent burrito place in Munich *Cheers* *stomach growls* *I don’t know why I am using these stupid mini stars and saying stupid stuff but I am still fab so it’s cool*

So last night we were at Augustiner Brau and me and Brian (bff of Munich) were sitting at a table knockin back Maß(es) (the big mugs of beer) and eating some schwein (some pig) etc. just chillin and we hear American accents speaking English at the table next to us, first we cringe, then we hear the guy telling the waiter “Can you just put a nipple on this” speaking about his mug of beer, and then I remembered how funny Americans were and how much funnier they are when they say ridiculous things in Europe hahahah ugh how I miss you people, I need you all to save up your money and come to munich and entertain me with your hilariousity… Europeans are not funny, not in the slightest, but they try so it is cute (no offense to my Eurps, I love you people like my second nationality, but you aren’t funny, also humor is subjective so other people may find you funny so do not take my word as being the gospel [unless you want the truth, then take my word as the gospel, I am always right, just kidding, but seriously])

Okay this is a pretty long post, so I will leave you all for now and write you later.

Stay fly minions.

I love you but I am not in love with you…

Xoxo Clairistotle

P.s. Valentines day is coming up *Note to self: must write post of epic proportions*

Evolution of Clairistotle

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When I first began Clairistotle, I wasn’t really sure what it was going to be. It simply was the product of my friends saying I was funny and that I should make a blog, so I did… The name Clairistotle sort of just came to me, it just made sense Airistotle a great philosopher spreading wisdom and me a great fabulous person spreading wisdom of fab. Read what I have to say accept it or don’t the choice is yours, frankly I don’t really care, I write to write, it is a release, my opinions on the world I see around me. A view of the world through fab colored glasses! Anyways so as Clairistotle has progressed from a blog to a website with its own domain and ads, so have I. The blog started out with so much pop culture, and while I do love the entertainment industry, I think at this point I need to reevaluate and redirect. So I have been on hiatus…. observing, thinking… what next for me? and specifically what next for Clairistotle. Darrell Royal once said “Breaks balance out. The sun don’t shine on the same ol’ dog’s rear end every day.” Now I have no idea what this means but basically I googled quotes about balance and I like talking about the sun not shining on a dog’s rear. Back to the point… So as we all know, I am a young fabulous writer/life observer/college student/world peace advocate/glitter and fur supporter/chipotle enthusiast/Wine obsessed person… I think that I need to write more about my views on the entertainment industries and focus on some real life stuff. I am now 22 and need to speak to you all about real life stuff… Now does this mean I am not going to discuss my views on Selina and Justin’s break up? Of course not, but I will also be speaking to you on how to survive in the real world because some of the activities I see on the facebook and on the street aren’t really going to cut it. Go fab or go home, its not just a rule to live by it is a way of life, and I think it is in everyone’s best interest to figure out how they can live a life of fab. I also think maybe we can talk about current events, books, music etc. I still encourage you to email me and comment your thoughts on things I should discuss, questions, life issues you are having etc. I no longer just write to write, I also thrive off of my audience

I will leave you now with this quote from Sex and the City (aka video bible for fab girls)
“Welcome to the age of uninnocence. No one has breakfast at Tiffany’s and no one has affairs to remember. Instead we have breakfast at 7 am and affairs we try to forget as soon as possible.”

It is almost Clairemas!

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Okay okay, I know the world is practically ending and your fearless leader hasn’t even posted about lindsay, justin, selena, and all of the other worthless creeps in Hollywood. Oh and we can’t forget those redcoats, apparently Kate ‘Your not … Continue reading →