27

>>>NYE 2013 with the best buds <<<

27 was the year I let myself go. I was a real b-hole to 27.



Don't get me wrong, I'm also happier than I've ever been. JC & I have just been re-LAX-ing since our wedding in July. We eat whatever. We go to bed whenever. We work out... whenever. Which is basically never. I think I might have gone to the gym three times in the last six months. I also went 5 months in between getting my hair colored. And what is shaving your legs? Bikini wax? FORGET about it. It's hard to wake up every day when I'm staying up so late, so my morning routine has been cut to "Does this look passable for my job?" Instead of liking how I look or feel in the AM.   (Don't even think about the "shut up, you're awesome!" chat you have with your friends when they complain about themselves. This is the AJ truth.)


Basically what I'm saying is, I am going through a BLAH time.
Well I'm sick of it, I tell you! I'm kicking that crap to the curb.
28, I'm taking you back.


I love getting ready(when I make the time for it), the whole process. The hair, the make up, the nails. What is better than finding a new product that you can't live without? Obviously a lot of things are, but in the beauty world, nothing. When I find new things I love I'll share them on here. Because this is a fun blog, gosh damnit dang it (another resolution of mine).

>>>I've posted a couple of new things I love so far on Instagram, I'll post them here too so they're all in one spot.
>>>> If anyone reads this, share some of your faves with me!