Monday, March 24, 2014

I Don't Think I Could Date a Werewolf

Loving someone and opening your heart to being vulnerable may seem like a hard task.  But sometimes the simplest things can be learned from the most surprising places.  I give you, the season 3 finale of Teen Wolf (If you haven't jumped on the MTV teenage supernatural soap, get on it).  Don't judge me.

#1 Know thy partner

Danny (Keahu Kahuanui) telling Ethan (Charlie Carver) that he couldn't date him.  We've all heard this before, It's not you, it's me. No, actually, it is you. Blah, blah, blah.  Danny's reason?  "I just don't think I can do it."  "Date me?"  Ethan asks.  "Date a werewolf."  Danny knew the whole time!  For the non-Teen Wolf fans, let me break it down.  Ethan's been like



And Danny's been like


No matter how sly you think you're being, if you spend enough time with another person, he will know, on some level, what you're thinking, what you're doing and what you're hiding.  JUST BE HONEST.

#2 Love triangles=bad.  

Someone always gets hurt.  In this case, someone dies.  Scott loves Allison.  Isaac loves Allison.  Allison loves Isaac...and Scott.  Supernatural beings appear.  The fight between good and evil ensues.  Allison dies.  Many tears are shed.  Lesson learned.  Love who you love and leave it at that.  Or maybe, just don't fall in love with a werewolf?  Definitely do not fall in love with two werewolves.



#3 Love will surprise you

This is the cliffhanger.  The unknown.  Derek Hale (Tyler Hoechlin), werewolf hottie extraodinaire, is attacked at his own loft.  


When the chaos settles, Kate Argent (Jill Wagner), a werewolf hunter thought to be dead,  returns as a werewolf!  Derek and Kate have had a tumultuous relationship in the past.  Deceit.  Betrayal.  Revenge.  Family members killed.  You know, typical werewolf/hunter problems.  How can they possibly work through it?  Will they work through it?  Will this last?  You will never know if you don't try.

The new season of Teen Wolf premieres June 23.

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Thigh Gap, Why Gap

The idea of making positive changes in your life is GREAT. Really. I just don't like the idea of waiting for a certain date in your life to make a change. New Year's Resolutions=silly.  If you want to change something, do it.  I have two resolutions I try to accomplish every minute of every day of every year.

Resolution #1 Thigh Gap


I know.  I know.  It's a horrible body trend that sets a bad example for developing youth.  If you haven't heard about it, peep that google search bar IMMEDIATELY.  I want a thigh gap for practical reasons.  Promise. I cannot throw away another pair of my favorite jeans because there's a crotch hole from too much inner thigh touching. I dislike chafing.  Who doesn't?  So painful.  Thigh sweat.  'Nuff said.  Gross.  So, if having the tiniest gap between my legs is the solution, then I want it.  How do I accomplish this?  Strict diet and excessive exercising?  Too much work, no fun.  Starvation? No thank you.  Thigh master?  Hello, 80s.  WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO?!?!  And then I snap back to reality.  Thigh gap is not about me.  It's about the way I'm built. It's about my bone structure; about the width of my hips, femurs, bone size, etc.  It's a magical combination of this:



Let's be real.  If Queen Bey doesn't need it, why do I?  Give me some Body Glide and a pair of leggings and let's call it a day.  



Let me explain.  A simple regimen of cycling, yoga and burritos have my inner thighs rubbing together comfortably.  The left and right thigh are still besties, together all the time, but they give each other just enough space so that no one gets hurt.  It's a soft, smooth graze with minimal chafing.  I'm okay with that. 





Stay tuned for Resolution #2.

Here Goes Nothing, Michelle

By definition, being pantless means 1. being without pants (trousers, if you're from the other side of the pond) 2. being vulnerable 3. being comfortable with ones set of legs. Welcome to my world. I like to say what's on my mind, but it took me a long time to get here. Here goes nothing.