The Vibe at 5

This week we got shampoo that I catered to my hair, velvet boots (extra as heck), sale sale sale and too many carbs

Read on babes

 

 

Beauty¡

Function of Beauty shampoo & conditioner 

I finnaaallllyyyyy got my Function of Beauty shampoo and conditioner I had been dying  to try. In case you’re unaware, this shampoo claims to be made for my hair. You fill out a little quiz where you say what you want your hair goals to be, and what your hair is like currently. My hair is straight and oily so I wanted oil control, volume and scalp soothing! So here’s my hair after washing it the first time and drying it with a round brush:

 

Thoughts: My hair felt soo soft, but maybe it was just the fact that I was using something different from the norm? Volume seems pretty normal and my hair smelled fantastic.

 

After a full day of work and treating my hair like I always do: Still very soft, but kinda flat. Wouldn’t say worse than normal, but still. Upside is I don’t think its as oily as it normally is after work! The true test is how it will look tomorrow when I wake up (cause its usually a grease ball).

Okay here’s day 2:

Not too bad, honestly. Not a huge difference from the normal though.

Not sure if this is a placebo effect, but i feel like this looks better than normal??? Its definitely soft still, but this is probably a good hair day for me not a normal hair day.

Here it is on its best day Thursday:

Okay so I don’t wanna post like a billion pictures of the same thing so I’ll just say how I felt about it overall.  I feel like eh value was the biggest improvement and the thing I noticed the most. My hair is still pretty oily, no more than normal though. Overall, I like it. Is it better than what I normally use? I’d say yeah. Is it worth spending more money on? Not really. I was expecting life changing, but that’s not really what I got. Smells ah-mazing though!

Style¿

Marc Fisher OTK Velvet Boots @ DSW $50

If you follow me on Instagram (which you should what are you doing?!?!), you know I shopped some of the crazy sales going on right now. I got these gorgeous things at DSW on sale and they are the new loves of my life (sorry pizza). Yes they are velvet which makes them 10000x better. Feet approved as I wore them all day at friends giving and they didn’t kill me. Also PSA everything at Express is still 50% off go go go!

Fitness¿¡

PopSugar Fitness 45min Tabata on Youtube

I need validation cause I got up on thanksgiving and did a 45 minute workout (and then proceeded to not workout the rest of the weekend). This sounds easy in retrospect because its 8 rounds of work for only 20 seconds on and 10 seconds off. Like whatever right? The sweat was real and crazy. Kinda like insanity, but less insane and awful.

Entertainment¡

 Into the Water By Paula Hawkins

In between watching Gossip Girl for the 10 billionth time, I managed to finish this in like 3 days. Its the same author that wrote Girl on the Train and has the same murder mystery twist that I loved in the last one. This one is about a string of mysterious suicide drownings in a lake in a small town. OR are they suicides???????? Keeps you going literally till the last sentence (read it to know what I mean). 10/10

Katie Does NYC Things

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Thursday after my sweatfest, I went to a friends giving in Jersey City. Its a pretty nice city but man is it inaccessible as shit. Only one train in or out is rough and slow. Anyway, I got in with my mac and cheese (not vegan friendly) and met everyone. I got invited because my friend knew the person throwing it. We drank and ate and somehow popped some illegal fireworks then ate some more. A very fun thanksgiving well spent I would say.

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Saturday was a brunch day at Jack’s Wife Frieda which I’ve been wanting to try out! We went to the one in the west village since I love that area. There was a lot of people waiting, but it didn’t take very long to get a table at all. Very cute and delicious (like me). Then we walked around shopping and looking at all the Christmas stuff.

Managed to get this crazy awesome shot inside the 4th floor of Burlington Coat Factory haha. Then went went out in the Lower East Side to Pianos, which is now my new favorite place. You had to pay 8 bucks to get to the top floor (for some reason) and it was worth every cent. The music was awesome and I danced and sweated my butt off (sweaters don’t work in bars). The night ended with pizza, of course, but all in all one of the best Saturday nights in NYC!

22, a Know-It-All and Stubborn AF

The hardest period in life is one’s twenties. It’s a shame because you’re your most gorgeous, and you’re physically in peak condition. But it’s actually when you’re most insecure and full of self-doubt. When you don’t know what’s going to happen, it’s frightening. -Helen Mirren 

About a year ago, I was in New York City for an internship at a Publishing company. Overall, the actual internship was relatively boring, so much of it was just sitting around waiting for someone to tell me to do something. On my lunch breaks, I would sit outside in Union Square Park every day and eat my sad fruit in a small container. I seethed with envy at all the fashionable twenty-something women with their freshly purchased salads that reeked of a ridiculously lavish disposable income (although I was simply just assuming since, hello, who the hell can afford to buy a salad every single day? in New York City???). Considering my internship paid me a big fat bowl of nada, I was forced to choose between chips or dry shampoo. Band-aids to cover the blisters from walking EVERYWHERE? I’m splurging.

As my internship was winding down in August, I was on the phone with my mother tearfully telling her how much I just wished I could stay there instead of going back to school. I assumed I was oh so ready to be done with it and couldn’t wait to be just like these girls whom I assumed had it all (and also because I had found out my scholarship would no longer be funded and had not a single clue how I was going to pay for my senior year).

Flashforward to me coming back for my last year at LSU. I can’t tell you how good it felt to be back where I could spend money and not live in a two-inch box with no one, really, to talk to. My senior year was, without a doubt, my best year at LSU. I finally felt like I had a good group of friends, I knew my shit when it came to school, and it felt like I was comfortable where I was going in my life. I told anyone who would ask where I wanted to go (New York) and what I wanted to do (Publishing). I couldn’t wait to graduate and be done with college and school work. On to the real world where there’s no homework and you get paid full-time!

Ever hear that stupid, annoying, saying that goes something like, “life happens when you’re making other plans?” My dad said that to me once after I told him my plans and I laughed in his face like I was the one who knew better. Well ha-ha to myself because life happened and things (not surprisingly) didn’t go like I thought they would. The job I thought I would have until I decided to move suddenly wasn’t scheduling me enough and I was worried about how much money I would have saved by the time I actually wanted to move. On my downtime, which was more often than I wanted, I applied to every Publishing company I could think of and for every job I thought I would even almost qualify for, to no avail. I revamped my resume three times, wrote a new cover letter (with help from my mom) and then wrote ANOTHER one, catering to each different company while also appealing to a more creative side of myself, to no avail.

As my timeline started getting pushed further and further, I took a hard, long, stressful, look at myself and what I really wanted out of life. Would it really be so awful if I didn’t go to New York? Why was I so adamant about being there? There’s a part of me that thinks staying in the South is a form of cruel and unusual torture and that only boring people stay here. I wanted more out of life than just staying in one place forever, never really moving anywhere else. I love New York and hope to maybe live there one day, but a part of me only wanted to move there to prove something to the people in my past who thought I wasn’t good enough. The other half of me put a ridiculous amount of pressure on myself to be successful immediately so it wouldn’t look like I got an English degree for nothing.

Something that I hate, hate, hate¡¡¡ about myself is my knee-jerk reaction to turn my nose up at certain things thinking I know myself completely at 22 and could never write or live in this certain place etc. I tend to lose sight of things that would make me happy because I assume immediately that I would hate them. Truth? I’m changing a lot and I’m only 22 and there’s a lot of stuff I’m trying to figure out at this weird stage in my life. This blog was inspired by my realization that I don’t actually have it all figured out, and the things I want change OFTEN. I’ve found that writing is something I actually really enjoy and it took me until now to figure that out. Who knows what the hell else I don’t know about myself! I’ve still got like 80 years left to figure it out (that sounds like a long time to live but I eat salad, like, a lot and I run like 4 times a month AT LEAST)! It’s nice to have plans for life as I still try to do, but in the meantime I’m trying to be cool with just a “pla” for my life. Maybe see where that takes me and focus more on, ya know, doing that thing I hear people talking about called being happy!