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my christmas wish list.

November 25, 2009

In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I thought it would be appropriate to discuss Christmas.
And while I hate this idea of “Christmas Creep” (I love you for fighting this, Nordstrom) let’s face it — Thanksgiving is the holiday that signals the start of the Christmas season.
Every year, my mom asks my sister and I what we [...]

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chicago is where the heart is.

August 3, 2009

Ahhhh another wonderful summer weekend behind me.
I think the more time I spend in Chicago, the deeper I fall in love with the city and all of the people in it.
Friday after work I was on the 146 bus heading up Lake Shore Drive and I spent the entire 30 minute ride talking to the [...]

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worthwhile wednesday: the factionist.

April 1, 2009

I don’t think I could do The Factionist justice if I tried to explain it.

It’s a brand new social venture, and it’s basically badass.

Check out the website, and Nate’s blog while you’re at it. And be sure to order a shirt, because let’s be honest — how could you not?!

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take me out on the town.

January 4, 2009

Some words of advice: don’t go shopping on Michigan Avenue with your bloggy friends.
Just kidding. They’re the BEST people to shop with.
Rebekah and I met up with Jess in Chicago yesterday for lunch and some shopping. We obviously hit up the sales at Banana Republic and Rebekah managed to snag a pair of sweet khaki [...]

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somebody stop me.

January 2, 2009

Banana Republic and I are in love.
I went in today to exchange 2 tops I got for Christmas, and I walked out with 2 new tops, 2 dresses, and a skirt.
But really, their sales are TOO GOOD to resist!
Here’s what I got:
I don’t technically need these dresses. I will need a pretty dress when I [...]

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how do you say WAX in spanish?

December 4, 2008

I actually know the answer to that.
Cera is wax, as in the hot drippy stuff. Depilación refers to the act of waxing.
Or, as I like to call it, ripping hair out of my body faster and more painfully than I could have ever imagined.
Without going into too much detail, I will just say that I [...]

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