Feeling GLAMOURous

I am totally obsessed with magazines. Always have been, always will be.

There is just something about the sleek design, shiny pictures, and 

wave of new, exciting information that keeps me coming back! 

When I was in high school I was literally convinced I would one day become editor of Seventeen Magazine. I actually emailed Atoosa Rubenstein (the editor at the time) and asked her for advice! 

(I tried to find the email, but to no avail). 

Atoosa is the person who really got me into magazines. She is this strong, powerful woman

who was always talking about girl power, leadership, being whoever you wanted to be, and loving yourself exactly as you are. I was so moved by her passionate words that I thought I could follow in her 

footsteps and work for a national publication like Seventeen, where I would have the opportunity

to reach out to young women and inspire them the way she inspired me. 

Actually, I had a dream a few weeks ago in which I met her at a party 

and shook her hand. Like the nerd I am, I was so excited to go home and blog about 

how I accomplished goal #057: Shake hands with a celebrity.

 I actually felt sad when I woke up and realized it was just a dream, haha! 

Anyway. I stopped reading Seventeen because it started to seem really cheesy and superficial

(still unsure if that was because I had passed the age of 17 or because there was a new editor).

My new magazine of choice is GLAMOUR.

Have you seen the September issue? IT IS HUGE! 

I was so excited when I grabbed it at the grocery store! 

Soo if you're wondering, hehe, the point of this rambling blog entry is that I accomplished goal

050. Write a Letter to the Editor 

-- of anything.

And, as you can assume, I chose to write a letter to the editor of GLAMOUR. 

This issue came at a time when I really needed it.

I just sat in my room for two days (Yeah! It took me two days!!!)

 and devoured all of the advice they could muster up about 

beauty, fashion, health, guys, careers, and everything else under the sun. 

They also have this section called "Hey it's OK" (roommates of 6799 Trigo, 

you know what I'm talking about!) that I am particularly fond of. 

Sooo, I thought it would be nice of me if I finally wrote them a little letter of praise. 

Soooo, I did.

Soooooo... the end :)

♥

Jack & Jill Went up the Hill

So I have two new things to blog about! 

Firstly, I have accomplished goal

#076: Get a pet.

This is Jack and Jill (Mother Goose not pictured)

Okay, okay. Technically these cuties are not mine. 

Here is the story: my roommate Emily works at DAWG, a dog shelter in Santa Barbara.  

She takes home puppies all the time to be "socialized" hehehe, and the puppies usually

stay with us for a couple of days. This time, however, was different. 

DAWG rescued a pregnant puppy (Previously Bertha, now known as Mother Goose)

and when she had her puppies, somebody had to foster them for the first month

because they were too young to be adopted. 

Emily, of course volunteered. 

So you are probably thinking: "That doesn't count! They're not YOUR pets!"

That is true; they're not. The reason I am crossing this goal off my list is

 I am finally experiencing what it feels like to have a pet, 

which is what my Day Zero Project is all about right? Having new experiences?

I have never had a pet in my lifeeee and have always wanted one.

I used to see pets as little toys hahahaha but now, after having had all these puppies stay 

with us, I can really see that they have their own little personalities.

 Jack and Jill are literally the most adorable puppies IN THE WORLD 

but can be quite a handful sometimes. They always cry for attention 

(sometimes endearing, sometimes annoying), they pee on our couches,

 and they always try to eat our food! 

(I know my hand looks ginormous in the next picture,

 but that is just because these babies are so dang tiny!)

Anyway, today I gave in to Jack's crying and I let him up on the hammock with me.

P.S. Did I tell you that Jack is my favorite? Shh.. don't tell Jill... she has a crooked eyeball.

Which leads me to our next goal:

#012: Take a nap on a hammock

P.P.S. Oh did I tell you I bought a hammock? I DID!

I have always been pretty prone to stress/anxiety, especially recently,

 so it has been nice to lounge around on our pretty little hammock. 

Next week I am going to start something called Bikram Yoga,

which is yoga in 105 degree weather. I cannot wait! I miss yoga so much!

It was a pretty fitful nap, though. I was worried about the other puppies,

who were walking around crying and barking, and I was kind of afraid that Jack was

going to pee on me & my blanket! Haha but I was able to sleep for a bit. 

Ughh. Isn't Jack so precious?

Love these things. Don't know how I'm going to say goodbye :(

♥

My Seoul Sisters

I was skimming through my Day Zero List, feeling quite unproductive, when I realized

that I unknowingly accomplished a goal this past weekend! It was goal

#064: Have dinner with someone 

I have lost touch with.

 I am not going to lie -- there was not much effort on my part in accomplishing this goal.

Last week one of my high school volleyball coaches, Mike, texted me and invited me to have 

dinner with the old team. All I had to do was show up!

We met in koreatown, at a delicious restaurant that served Korean BBQ. 

Never had it? You should -- your table has a built in grill and you get to cook your meat yourself!

Every carnivore's dream!

It was surreal seeing everybody again...

The three years I played volleyball in high school were some of the best in my life.

Our team spent every waking minute together (literally, from 5 AM practices to school

to games to late-night dinners) and they became sort of a family.

We spent the evening catching up, swapping college stories, and of course, pigging out.

I can't even tell you how much I ate that night... or what I ate! I did eat a grilled

octopus tentacle, though. HAHA. Yeah I thought it would be gross too

 (I may or may not have screamed at the top of my lungs when someone

 decided to "surprise" me by placing one on my plate while I was not looking)

 but it tasted just like fried calamari... just not fried, haha. And I love calamari!

Anyway, thank you COACH MIKE (okay okay, I will call you MIKE) for dinner!

And if any volleyball girls are reading this, it was so nice to see you :)

Some pictures Mike emailed us...

Oh and of course we pretended it was Kelsey's birthday so they

 could sing for her and give us dessert and make her wear silly glasses haha

♥