Contrary to what you may be thinking, no, I did not forget about July’s Reader of the Month post! Okay, well, maybe a little. But so much that I forgot about it completely. With just one scrap of a day to spare, I’d like to present to you,”George Washington, Reconsidered,” an article written by my mom. She recently finished a biography about George Washington by Ron Chernow, the same biographer who wrote Alexander Hamilton, the book from which the wildly popular musical draw inspiration. I’ll wrap up this intro quickly, but before I do, thank you, Mom, for stepping in at the last minute (after I begged you to help me out of this jam) and being July’s Reader of the Month! Continue reading
Drawing inspiration from Vogue‘s running series of videos uploaded to their YouTube channel inquiring about the goings-on in the lives and opinions of various celebrities in a mere 73 questions, I have put together an unfiltered 73 question interview with myself to allow you as readers to get know more about the brunette behind the screen. I hope you enjoy! Continue reading
Oh, my favorite Petite Pineapple. Where to begin? I don’t think it merely comprehendable how long exactly I’ve been waiting to press that little blue ‘Publish’ button on the upper-right-hand-corner of my screen. The Petite Pineapple and I have been best-friends since the summer before kindergarten. I know I’ve told this story before, but it couldn’t be more true to the people we still are today. Basically, we were at a before kindergarten meet-and-greet, and we discovered that we were both wearing the same headband. It was chocolaty brown, embellished with pink and white daisies- a real hit for Target’s 2008 devoted flock of incoming kindergarten girls. After that, we were inseparable. At the end of our first play date, post Barbie playing, High School Musical binging and Goldfish devouring, I promptly ran up to our moms and declared that we were best friends. And, the rest is history. Many things amaze about The Petite Pineapple, but her natural confidence is hands down what inspires most. I invite you to read the article she has written for April’s Reader of the Month, and I can guarantee that you will finish feeling just as empowered as well as impressed at her determination, excellent writing ability, and perseverance, as I was. Petite Pineapple, I could not be more proud to call you my best friend!
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My dearest Legally Brunette Blog,
Happy birthday. Or, should I say, happy belated birthday. You know I’m not great with that stuff. It’s been a little over a year now to the day that I worked up the nerve to meet you. You big beautiful ray that clobbered every thought standing in your way until I met you.
In this past year, you have gained 25 followers! Kudos. You have received over 1,000 views, and have published 34 blog posts (35 counting this one). But easily measurable and far from sky-rocketing stats aside, you have given much more than you have gained, and for that, I wanted to thank you. For giving me strong, supportive, and witty friendships I couldn’t have ever dreamed of (Shout out to Sunshine and Shortbread– one of the best writers and most appreciative friends of the wonders of an artsy picture I know!)
Thank you for allotting me perspective- that intelligence takes many forms, and that everyone falls victim to puppy-love every once in a while.
Thank you for allowing me to present a facade of being calm, cool, and collected, when in real life we all know that I get just as paranoid about poor grades as every other student, and that as much as I try, I will be never able to accomplish the hair tutorial blog posts I publish on myself in real life. Continue reading
It’s spring. Yeah, I know it’s not technically spring, but trust me, it’s spring. I trudged to school the other morning in a fluffy winter jacket expecting nothing less nor nothing more than wonted March 1st weather, yet when do my pleas to Mother Nature ever get answered? Ha ha, never. When I actually feel like going to Michael’s and finding snowstorm-puzzles or cute stencils to decorate my hot-cocoa mugs with, I am shunned! Well, c’est la vie. But do not fret, for I have a springtime hairstyle up my sleeve! Continue reading
Can you believe it? After nearly 5 long, glorious months, the Brunette has returned with her Book Club. That is right, I have spent hours scrutinizing every inch of the Barnes & Noble book racks in search of a book that combines a little bit of cliche romance, and a message you carry with you well after you have read the last page. And, I think I’ve found the perfect one. I don’t know about you, but I feel like authors have recently been shifting their romantic appeal towards real love stories. Love stories that don’t look like they’ve been ripped from the hands of Hollywood and slapped onto a few pages. I like a good love story with meaning, and depth. Also, one that simply isn’t perfect. One where both characters grow as a result of bettering each other. It’s a tall order, believe me. But the idea of ‘unconditional love’ is different among everyone. Love is no longer portrayed as a one-size-fits-all standard, and to me, The Memory Of Things perfectly encapsulates the idea of discovering imperfection and beauty in times of crisis and healing. Continue reading
This week I want to talk about something that that has dragged its feet behind me ever since I could talk. It was something that, at the time, I didn’t realize was so powerful. The comment that summarized my report cards, what scared me away from talking, negotiating, screaming until the hurt couldn’t possibly hurt anymore. It was what kept me from own life. That is, until I found it. It was my voice.
“I’m sorry, what was that?”
“If only you weren’t so shy…”
“Sorry honey, my hearing at this age ain’t too sharp.”
“Say that again.”
“You’re a bright girl, but…”
“If only you were more like her.”
“You’re not loud enough.”
With Halloween in our midst, I thought it would be a perfect time to start a new series here on the Legally Brunette Blog: Costume Collection. Whaddya think? I have always struggled to come up with the perfect costume, mind you, in time for Halloween, that I’d just give up, blow through my babysitting money on a mask (from none other than the Tar-jay) with a scent of fresh, manufactured plastic that if anything screams, “Halloween!”. Aaaand about 50 other “necessities” from the $1 and $3 section. Man, do they know how to get money out of your pocket or what?! Well, I thought I’d help out in that department. But first off: confession time. Halloween has never been my favorite holiday. I know, I know! It’s sad but true. I guess the countless number of times when I had to choose between Reese’s and Snickers, knowing full well I’d just have to throw them out when I got home kind of turned me away from Halloween. Now most of you reading (if any!) probably don’t have a severe peanut allergy. There is still an off-chance some of you might, but it’s not that common. To give you some perspective, Halloween for kids with allergies is like having someone knock at your door when you’ve just had a terrible day, and in their hands is a ginormous Edible-Arrangement made entirely of your favorite candy. You can have this edible arrangement, but you can’t eat it. Only your very best friends can, and when someone offers you a piece of your favorite candy that they get to eat all by themselves, you have to politely decline, and watch. Okay… that might have been a little melodramatic, just a tad, but I think you’ve got the idea. But where we can really shine on Halloween is through our costumes! Now, there definitely are going to be a couple thousand Harley Quinn’s out there, so I’ve heard. (Second confession: I haven’t seen Suicide Squad! Should I?) And probably a few million Elsa’s. But with Hillary Clinton’s campaign skyrocketing, and women that much closer to gaining equal pay for equal work, I thought, why not continue the girl-power party? So, as stated in the title, I have put together a costume of…. (drum roll, please!) Rosie The Riveter! I hope you enjoy this costume, so, let’s get started
This week, I’m going back to the basics. When I first started this blog, I’m not sure if you remember, but I started a series of hair tutorials. Well, you guessed it, judging by the title of this post, I’m doing yet another hairstyle. This years fall fashion seems to be edging toward the simplicity and natural elegance this frothy time of year brings, and I think this hairstyle delivers just that. I hope you enjoy this hairstyle, and kickoff to a blog-post-filled-fall here at The Legally Brunette Blog!
To start off this hairstyle, you will need to make sure you have the following tools:
- 8-10 Bobby Pins
- Regular Hairbrush
- Smoothing Brush
Approximate Time: 10-15 minutes
TIP: DO NOT USE PRODUCT WHEN SMOOTHING/BRUSHING HAIR, THIS LOOK SHOULD BE AS NATURAL AS POSSIBLE!!
Now, you may have seen the collection sprinkled through a few of my previous blog post pictures, solemnly sitting on the sidelines, watching hours and hours of photo shoots take place for all of my other posts, but now it’s their turn.
My Chanel Collection is one my most prized possessions, not because of the brand name, or their signature posh scent. They are for my grandmother. My grandmother, Judith. She raised six children, the first five, born in five years, (Yep. You did the math right. No, none of them were twins.) while actively campaigning for local Democratic candidates, enforcing Title IX, telling off coaches who said her daughters couldn’t play on the baseball team, and strutting down Newbury Street, leaving a thickly scented trail of Chanel No. 5 wherever she went. She was fierce. And sassy. And smart, and witty, and caring, and tough, and- the list goes on. But my grandmother. The one I idolize. The one in whose memory I keep a shrine of her scent to preserve her memory, is the same grandmother I never got to meet. She died just seven months before I was born, but she knew I was coming. Do you know that question people ask as an icebreaker, when there is a lull in conversation on a first date, or an awkward silence after you realize you’re talking to the completely wrong person? The question that goes something like: If you were to have lunch with someone, dead or alive, who would it be? People usually say famous people, like Eleanor Roosevelt, Thomas Edison, Albert Einstein or Kim Kardashian, even. Without a doubt, I’d say my grandmother. Continue reading