After a truly bullshitty day, a head clearing, sweat inducing run is one of the only things (other than a cool glass of wine) that helps me to unwind.  And rather than lay day on the Dr.’s couch and spill all my problems, I run.  Running is my therapy.  While it may not be as medically effective, it’s a lot cheaper.  Plus, when did you ever lose weight laying on a couch?

My highschool gym teacher is scoffing somewhere.  I did, afterall, convince her that crunches were only making my stomach bigger.  So, the thought of me exerting myself voluntarily is probably mind boggling.  I am well aware that 90% of the population would probably rather push a burning boulder of poo up a hill both ways before running… on purpose.  The hardest part of running is putting on your sneakers and hitting the pavement (or treadmill).  I certainly can’t make that part any easier, but a booty shaking playlist will most certainly help (and that I can do).

And yes, there is a little Bieber in the mix.  If that’s wrong, I don’t wanna be right.

xx,

WhyDid

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In all seriousness, it probably would have been easier to just write the list in its original form (all bad, all the time).  But I’ve made an effort to take a look on the bright side, so I managed to scrounge up equal parts happy as well as heinous.

1. Men in sweatpants in public.  I don’t want to get too graphic here, but uh… it’s like the equivalent of a girl with no bra.  Catch what I’m saying?
2. Receiving emails like this.  When will men learn that this has the opposite of intended effect?
3. “Fashion” segments on the Today show and the likes.  No wonder most of America look like assholes.
4. Everyone who thinks he/she is going to get rich like a Zuckerberg by buying Facebook stock.  Please stop.
5. Herve dress with Louis Vuitton bag and Louboutin heels.  Don’t be so obvious.  (J. Love Hewitt… ahem).

1. Um… this guy.
2. Taking my grandma ice cream cones cause she’s decided that’s all she’s going to eat.
3. Uh… Pittsburgh Dad.  Thank you, Mr. Cholak.
   
4. My new camera!  No more blurry photos!
5. Berries for breakfast.

xx,

WhyDid

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I’ve been irrationally angry today- though some close to me might argue that it’s actually quite rational as of late.  Luckily, they are wise enough to know not to argue with me on a day such as this… cause I’m quite likely to high kick someone given my current mood.  That’s why I figure now’s as good a time as any to drop a little dating knowledge on you ladies.  Brace yourselves…

Time and time again, I hear women complaining about what dogs men are.  First of all, don’t insult dogs (and my best friend) like that.  Secondly, who do you think is to blame for men behaving so badly?  Two guesses and one of them is not his mother.

Here’s the deal… and go ahead and write this down or tattoo it on your forehead, whatever you must do to remember it… you don’t want men to act like dogs?  Don’t let them.

You see, while we can’t be held 100% accountable for the philanderings, foul play, and general mischief of men, we are responsible for what we tolerate.  You think it’s really cute that someone else’s boyfriend/husband/fiance/significant other is flirting with you?  Really?  Well, joke’s on you.  By entertaining inappropriate behavior, you’re simply perpetuating the very same douchebaggery you complain about.  You’ve made it harder on yourself and your fellow females just so you could get a little ego boost, a feather in your cap.  Worth it?  Yeah, didn’t think so.  And let’s be serious, do you really want to be with someone who would step out on his lady?  Spoiler alert: a man who cheats with you, is going to cheat on you.  Sure, you’ve filled her spot… but your mistress role is now open and I hear he’s taking applications.

The same holds true for the other side of the coin.  You have a guy in your life who is acting like a complete and utter ass?  While it may feel as if he’s holding all the cards, you, my dear, are actually the one in power.  My grandma Betty (Mee Maw) said, “A lady always allows a man to be a gentleman.”  Such a simple, yet forgotten truth.  You won’t get any less than you think you deserve.  So, stop acting like cheap two bit hussies and make a man work for it.  If you’re willing to settle for scraps, that’s precisely what you’re going to get: scraps.  Are we really so desperate to have a man in our lives that we’re willing to settle for subpar?

Now, I know some of you are probably rolling your eyes (I see you) because you think this doesn’t apply to you.  What’s the harm in a little flirtatious fun or spring fling?  Maybe it doesn’t affect you right this second, we are, afterall, a society of instant gratification, but in the long run, you’ve set yourself and women back ages.  You think you’re being a feminist with free love, but what happened to having a little respect for yourself and your X chromosome counterparts?  I call that modern day feminism.

And for heaven’s sake, don’t think for one second that I’m here on a soap box or my high horse (I wish I had a pony).  I couldn’t even possibly begin to dish out advice on something I, myself, haven’t encountered.  I’ve played into this shit a time or two (too many).  Well, guess who I’m not dating/marrying?  Any of those guys.

Here’s the deal, if your dog continuously shat on the floor, you’d reprimand him, no?  The same should hold true for the men in our lives.  If you wouldn’t tolerate it from Fido, don’t tolerate it from Frank.  You don’t want men to act like scum?  Don’t let ‘em.

xx,

WhyDid

image via NY Times

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Ever since I was a little girl, I always loved dressing up in my mother’s clothes.  Much to her chagrin, sometimes that included climbing trees and running barefoot in the backyard.  I’m lucky enough that she kept some of her favorite pieces, which also happen to be some of my favorite pieces.  I’m also lucky that I didn’t ruin said pieces while playing princess of the jungle with my big brothers.  One particular dress is a buttoned up crochet minidress that I once contemplated removing the lining from (glad I didn’t go through with that brilliant move).  Though not all of mom’s vintage treasures are quite timeless enough to take to the the street, I think this little number could certainly turn a few modern day heads.

I may be too old for princess of the jungle and make believe, but I’ll never outgrow a good game of dress up.

xx,

WhyDid

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First it was side boob, now it’s the extreme leg slit.  Seems like ladies are looking for any place they can to show off a little bit of skin.  The first to really give it a go was Angelina Jolie at the Oscars.  Her leg caused such a stir that it got its own Twitter account.  She was not to be outdone by the beautiful Anja Rubik at this year’s Met Gala.  Her slit was dangerously high, though I doubt anyone’s complaining.  So, are legs the new side boob which were, of course, the new cleavage?

Ecote Double Slit Skirt, $69, Helmut Kinetic Jersey Slit Front Skirt, $160, Rick Owens Lilies Drape Maxi Skirt, $580, Nightcap Clothing Thigh High Skirt, $143

So would you wear a slit way up there to your derriere?

xx,

WhyDid

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