I simply remember my favorite things. Wait, it's not Christmas.

Hey girls, hey! Can you believe that it's already the last day in January?! I mean, I know I can't.

So much has happened this month, I honestly still can't believe that Christmas is over, let alone January. But, I am looking forward to February, because that just makes us another step closer to Spring, which is one step closer to Summer, which I am way too excited for.

 

In my whole new way of thinking and blogging, I have decided to share some of my favorite things from the month. Just call me Oprah - except I won't be giving you free cars. I am a girl on a cashier's pay, homie don't play that! So, enjoy my fave things from the past month.

 

 

 

 

I have been inspired to start reading again. I used to be the world's biggest book worm and I kind of fell off of that wagon. Don't hate on me, I became a busy girl! But, I was always super compeled to buy Ellen's book. It would stare at me everytime I would walk down the novel section in Target. Then one day, the Target gods placed a 20% off sticker right on the cover and I was sold. I mean, it was on sale, so I had to buy it, right? Needless to say, the book is wonderful, just like Ellen. If you want a light read and want to laugh, this is the book for you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am totally on the late bus with this one. Again, don't judge me! I had always wanted to get to the movie theater to see this movie when it came out, but then one lonely Sunday night I curled up in my bed and rented it on iTunes and I just had a grand old time. I am such a choir geek. I was in choir and an A Cappella group in high school, so it really brought me back to the good old days of wearing all black and singing harmonies. But anyway, back to the movie - it was so good! I loved all the musical numbers and I got to be a music geek and fall in love with the guys falsettos and the the harmonies. Ah, I died. Just love. And it's also stinking funny as heck.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I like to experiment with make-up, like any other girl. But one day when I was reading about how Taylor Swift (my twinnie) does her make-up, she said that she used CoverGirl's lash blast fusion. So, to be the best duplicate twin that I am, I went out and bought it. I am never looking back, ever. It is one of the best drugstore brand mascaras I have ever bought. It really seperates my eye lashes and makes them look longer. I would totes recomend. Thumbs up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am always looking for new ways to listen to new music. Everyone loves Pandora, and I just can't deal with it. It always gives me music and songs I don't like, even when I tell them what I don't like. Then I tried IHeartRadio, and I liked that better because it gave me more similar music to what I wanted. Then - I don't even remember how - I stumbled upon Spotify and I fell in automatic love with it. I can use it on my computer and make playlists and listen to full albums, like iTunes, which I love! Then when I open it on my phone, I get the radio and their radio is always on point. Primo, Spotify. I would suggest it if you haven't yet. Go go, music lovers.

 

 

 

 

 

Enjoy your last day in January, y'all!

We have February to look forward to. You know what that means.

Singles Awareness Day. Valentine's Day.

You will be hearing my thoughts on the matter soon, don't worry.



When I'm feeling blue all I have to do...

I am very excited on this hump day. Why? I am not entirely sure. Maybe it's because yesterday I got a good report from the doctor - all the levels are good and I dropped 3 lbs, holla! I am doing super awesome on the Special K Challenge, so well in fact that Special K even tweeted and followed me. Yeah, that's right. I got my healthy girl swag on! I have also been keeping up in all my classes so far this semester and I am looking forward to speaking Italian all over the joint. Come va?!

 

Now, to address my previous post. I have not been my happy self lately and I am just so frustrated as to why. I get anxious, nervous, stressed and tense and I find myself aimlessly walking around my house, cleaning all the drawers of my dresser at 9:45 PM, snapping at friends and family. I am just so outta wack, it ain't even funny. But, I decided that I am going to force myself out of this funk that I am in. In case any of you are ever having a rough day and you want to cheer yourself up, why don't you take a few tips from me.

 

 

Look at photos of attractive men // I mean, c'mon. Tell me that seeing those attractive candymen above didn't put a smile on your face. The men that put a smile on my face just so happen to be Chord Overstreet, Adam Levine and Zac Efron. I mean, they are all rocking simple white t's and they are looks super hot. And, if looking at them doesn't do it for ya, listen to them sing. Chord | Adam | Zac

 

Drink some coffee // I mean, it's no secret that I am a caffeine addict. So any time that I can sip some yummylicious coffee instantly makes me happy. Not only does it keep me awake, it's just like you are drinking a cup of sunshine. Unless the barista messes it up. Then, throw it in their face and go make the coffee yourself.

 

Watch a Ryan Gosling movie // This idea kind of goes hand in hand with numero une up there. I mean, it's one of the most attractive males in a moving picture infront of you. I mean, I went and saw Gangster Squad a week ago and I didn't want to leave the theater. Ryan Gosling is all kinds of attractive and just a primo actor. Watch a movie with him in it. JUST. DO. IT. Preferably one where his shirt comes off.

 

 



Listen to Britney // I am talking old-school BritBrit. When she was singing in a high school gym about love. When she would wear awful scrunchies and way too many half shirts and short skirts, with platform flipflops. You need to listen to that kind of Britney. It will bring you back to the good old days and you will just be smiling like a goof. I totes don't know from experience.

 

 

Paint your nails // I did this and I literally felt better. I paint them a nice bright color and it really helped pick me up. As silly as it seems, it helps! I am drawn to dark colors usually, but I have on a nice bright orange/peach color and it's like tiny-little balls of sunshine on the ends of my hands.

 

These are just some of my favorite things that keep me happy.
I know it may be a little strange, but hey, that's just me!

Hope you are all happy on this Wednesday.
Ciao, kitty cats.

Brought to you by: Marissa's Headache.

Happy Monday, my pretties.

 

I hope that all is well. And the well things are very well. I on the other hand, am not so well. I have been going cray cray this past week/weekend just trying to figure out many different things that I should be doing, have to do and shouldn't do at all. Which is why I bring this post to you.

 

I know I need to post, so I don't lose any kind of momentum that I have going, and I should be making some more planned posts (one coming your way this week, holla) and I shouldn't be watching Adam Levine's SNL episode until I do the said things on my To-Do list. But, I am sorry. I would rather listen to Adam's terrible made up song "YOLO" and burn the To-Do list over my vanilla caramel candle. Sound like a plan?

 

I do, however, want to take this opportunity to thank you beautiful peoples because when I checked my blog this weekend I saw a pretty cool number pop up on my followers:

 

 

30! I know it may not seem like a big deal because some of you have hundreds of awesome readers, but I am so happy that people like me - they really like me. So, thanks to you awesome humans who read the random nonsense that I post up here. You da best, y'all!

 

Now, because this post is totes full of fail - womp wah - I am going to leave you with said Adam Levine song from SNL. Just because he always be looking so sexy, and the song is just hytserical in itself. And if you have seen it, watch it again. You can't get enough Adam Levine.

 

 

I am always a Puzzled Polly.

Well, it's Thursday.

Which means, tomorrow is Friday.

Which makes me a happy duck.

Quack.

 

I have been doing a lot of thinking lately. It's never good when I think, in case you didn't know. When I think very deeply about something, it consumes me. I just can't shake it, it's always in my head and it bothers me to the point of a literal depression. I mean, I get so depressed that I just eat Snack Pack pudding with whipped cream while watchind Dance Moms and I just want to cry. I mean, if that's not a picture of depression, I don't know what is. Maybe it's a picture of the single girl life. Either way, depression. There is only one way to get out of a depression: listening to Kelly Clarkson. Yup, that's the only reason. Don;t doubt me. Next time you are a Sad Sandy go put on "Miss Independent" and tell me that you don't end up having a dance party.

 

 

In light of my thinking and being puzzled by the stupidity in my life, I decided to make a list of a few of the many things that make me a Puzzled Polly. These are the questions that haunt me.

 

Why doesn't Dunkin Donuts make hot cups to fit every cup? I am not gunna lie and say I never get a large coffee from Dunkin, but I mean, some days I do. And when I do, I would not like to pick up the cup and get all the coffee sweat on my hands. If I buy a medium, I get the hot cup to keep my hand perfectly dry. Then if you get a small, they try to jam that sucker into a small hot cup, but we all know that don't work, homie.

 

Why I can't have an unlimited amount of money to spend at Target? I am sorry, but everytime I go in that God forsaken place I end up buying the entire joint. It's on stuff I don't even need! Oh look, it's January and I am going to start stocking up on these really cute Valentines....that I am not going to give out...because no one loves me...

 

Why did Jelena break up? Not that I even really care - kind of but not really. At first I thought she was too good for the Biebs and then they dated for like, ever, and so then I thought awe, they are kinda cute. And now they are broken up and all I want to do is have Biebs sing "As Long As You Love Me" to her so they can get back together. They were uber adorbs together, not gunna lie.

 

Why does Twitter limit me? Sorry Twitter, but I got stuff to say and I would like more than 140 characters to get all of my sarcasm and wit out into cyberspace, thanks!

 

Why can't I have my own personal valet? I mean, who really wants to walk all the way to their car and turn it on and all that jazz. Can I just have someone always on hand and ready to sprint to my car and pull it up to me? I mean, they could also drive me around if they please.

 

Why are men so stupid? I just don't get it and I don't think I ever will. They are so flipping oblivous to everything! I can't. I just can't. I could probably be holding a light up sign that says "I dig you" as I was being thrown out of a plane, on fire, throwing fireworks and this man still wouldn't get the hint. I mean, really?

You tell 'em, Abby!

 

Why can't I be satisfied with a salad when I eat it at home? I eat salad at home, I then want to eat everything. When I eat a salad at a restaurant, I am so full, I would pass  on whatever kind of chocolate, molten, lava oozey cake they had. I don't understand.

 

 

Why can't I actually be a good blogger? The world may never know.

 

Ciao, mi amores!



Facts of Me.

Buongiorno, bellas!

Can you tell that I just got out of my first Italian class of the semester?



 

Now that I am back in classes and back to my usual work schedule, my life is back to being more boring than normal. Go on, judge my grandma lifestyle, do it! I will beat you with my cane and splash your face with prune juice.
 

But lucky for me I also had an awesome link-up planned for today, thanks to Miss Whitney, over at I wore yoga pants to work. So, let's get on with the show so you can learn some silly, strange, odd and maybe useful things about me.

 

 

It takes me a solid hour and a half to get ready. And that's if I am in a hurry. From the moment I step into the shower to the last spray of PINK Body Mist, it takes me a good 90 minutes; on a good day. If I know I have time, it can take me three hours. My hair alone takes me a good 45 minutes to an hour because I have to blowdry it, then use my round brush to blowdry it straight and then pick my weapon: straightner or flat iron. Add five minutes to that process if I decide to wear my bangs that day - that's just a struggle.  My makeup doesn't take long, I was never super artist with eyeliner and eyeshadow. I would rather not have people staring at my face becuse it was extra colorful.

 

My nails always need to be painted. I think unpainted nails are ugly and just a big old NO. I dont even care if I have to use tacky nail stickers - like I am currently wearing zebra ones - to have something on my nails, I will do it. Even though I hate myself everytime I paint my nails because I know they will get ruined at work #cashierprobz. But, none the less, I have an army of Essie nailpolish and I am not afraid to use them.

 

I can only drink Diet Coke. No waitress, Pepsi is not okay. Pepsi makes me extra burpy and bloated and I just don't like it. I mean, if Coke is good enough for the polar bears in the North Pole, that is good enough for me, dangit!

 

When I was in high school, I had an emo/rock phase. I mean, didn't we all? My freshman-sophomore year of high school, I wanted to be Demi Lovato and Selena Gomez. All I did was wear black nail polish, straighten my hair pin straight everyday, wear skinny jeans with vests and converse. I mean, it wasn't cute at all. Then my junior year I wanted to be Lauren Conrad. My senior year I wore sweatshirts all the time. After talking with a friend about this recently, I am now Demi Lovato meets Lauren Conrad. I love frilly and girly things, but I still love my leather jacket and studded combat boots.

 

This photo was from the later years of the Demi Lovato phase.

 

I work with my dad. It's not all it's cracked up to be, really. We both work at the same market and he is a manager of the butcher shop and I am a cashier. It used to be nice when I started working there 3 years ago. He would buy my lunches and make sure I was okay. Now, he embarasses me, doesn't love me alone and sticks his nose into all my business at work. Love ya dad!

 

I am a theater kid. I always will be, I am sure of it. I love being in plays and shows and I also love writing them and putting them together. I have had some doozy of roles in my day, but I always had a blast and it was always a fun time. I love going to see shows and I will jump on any chance to see one. Though, I have yet to see one on Broadway. Hint, hint, MOM!

 

I talk way too loud. I am Italian, and I don't apologize for it. So what if the people down the street know that my car mats are filthy, I probably entertained them for a few minutes. Your welcome.

 

I have a beauty mark in the corner of my eyes and everyone thinks it's dirt/makeup. Yes, it's a beauty mark and no, no matter how hard you rub it, it will not go away. I used to hate it, but now I have come to accept it. I was born this way, baby ~

 

Everyone tells me I look like Taylor Swift. I may or may not have started this rumor, but tons of people jumped on the bandwagon. It really depends on the day, I am not going to go out all over and say that I look like her all the time, it really does depend on the day. But, I am not hating on it.

 

Can ya see it? Yeah, I know you can. Just a little bit.

 

 

I have had about 6-7 dogs in my lifetime. My current pup Ruby is the longest reigning dog in the house. Our family has had a ton, and then we eventually end up getting rid of them, selling them to loving home, because they were just a terror in the house or my dad didn't like them. Fortunately, dad likes Ruby. So, we are on a good one.

 

I don't have any games on my iPhone. I don't like games unless they are on other people's phones. I would never waste my space on a game when I can have five different photo editing apps.

 

Thanks Whitney for giving me an excuse to talk about myself today.

Love ya, girl!