I get by with a little help from my friends

Last night was the first Friday night I had had off work in three months, so I celebrated accordingly with a girls night, obvs. Two sorority sisters who are near and dear to my heart, Katie and Lauren, along with a bottle of Barefoot really did the trick. There was gossip, music talk, movie talk, school talk, and an ice cream run in the rain somewhere in the middle. Because let's face it, we're sorority girls.

 Katie and I at semi formal

Lauren and I celebrating a Stanley Cup vistory

But a few glasses deep, the real talk started, which of course centers around one thing, boys and the games they play. And like any good friends, they gave me some good advice. Here goes....

1. A pros and con's list comparing two things (such as, oh I don't know, boys) should always include how you, the decid-ee, feel about each boy, er thing. Otherwise it's a little useless.

2. It's better to find things out sooner, rather than later, when it comes to how a boy may, or may not, feel about you.

and 3. If someone is stringing you along, you should probably stop being pulled.

Of course, I have yet to take any of this sound advice, except maybe a few revisions to a certain list, but I'm sure one of these days I'll wise up.

Why are all the football players locked out?

Ok, I'll admit, I may not know all the news, all the players, and all the coaches. And I may like to wear a sundress instead of a jersey. But I will say, despite popular belief, I LOVE SPORTS. Having been a cheerleader all my life, I obviously have a soft spot in my heart for football. I know the rules, I know the teams, and I know I love quarter backs.

Being a self diagnosed insomniac, I have found that 3:30 am is the best time to purchase and watch movies, and as much as I love a good football game, I love a good football movie more, i.e; Remember the Titans, Any Given Sunday, Friday Night Lights (ahhh Tim McGraw), you get the picture. So last night I rented We Are Marshall. And I will here and now proclaim it the most under appreciated sports movie ever made.

True, just like every one else I love The Mighty Ducks, Miracle, and Field of Dreams, but no other sports movie has moved me the way Marshall did last night. And here's a couple reasons.

1. I live for vintage. And nothing says vintage like a 1970's cheer outfit.
2. It's a true story. Sad, but very true. Which makes it all the more interesting and gets me all the more invested.
3. It's a total tear jerker.
4. Matthew McConaughey (nuff said)

So every one rent it and tell me what you think!

Back on the blog scene

So as much as I love following blogs, you would think I would love to keep my own. I totally spaced on the fact I even had one... MAJOR FAIL.

Well, I'M BACK and ready to go. Inspired by the one and only Carolyn, author of http://sparkleglitterandshine.blogspot.com (follow it, it's fabulous just like her!) I am solemnly swearing that from here on out, I will keep up with my blog.

For tonight's post, I'm going to reflect on the month of July. This month was a gem in what will forever be known as The Summer From Hell. Why, you ask? Because it revolved around nothing but country music. Somewhere between Keith Urban, Blake Shelton, Brad Paisley, and Tim McGraw concerts, I realized I am so living in all the wrong places.

My ladies and I at Brad&Blake

Having been born and raised in Orange County, CA and attending school in Boston, one may wonder where I got my hillbilly bone. I listen only to country music, live and breath in my cowboy boots, and whole-heartedly believe in the phrase "the higher the hair, the closer to God". Needless to say, I have already begun researching grad schools in the dirty south.

So, once again inspired by Carolyn, I want every girl with a little Southern Belle in her to follow http://pinkloulou-confessionsofa20something.blogspot.com. A true southern girl who I have totally developed a girl crush on.

Welcome to HERE'S WHAT!

Here's what I think is totally awesome right now...
LOVE. With wedding's being the number one search on google right now, I can't help but wonder, when did everyone start to fall in love with love? From the final rose ceremony, to a girl saying yes to the dress to the royal wedding, everyone is talking about love. Just yesterday my best friend showed me a video from Fox's new show "Mobbed" of a man proposing to his wife with a flash mob (so over the top), and my brother, the biggest frat star-bachelor of them all, just took his girlfriend on a hot air balloon ride (so cheesy). Apparently, the whole world's in love. But I want to know what the rest of us, who aren't in love, can do for ourselves; because sometimes being surrounded by love, in the media or even at our spring formal, can be ironically heartbreaking. Carrie Bradshaw (my hero and role model) once said "the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you can find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous". So what do I think is totally awesome right now? Loving yourself. Go shopping, indulge yourself with an amazing meal with far too many calories, get a massage; do whatever you do that makes you feel absolutely fabulous about yourself. Because if you want to say yes to the dress, or that special guy, you need to show them just how amazing you are. 


http://dolly.ninemsn.com.au/stylebeauty/beauty/8100218/ten-ways-to-feel-fabulous-on-a-budget
An excellent list of ways to feel fabulous without the hit to our college-student bank accounts!