04/ 28/ 2019

Life & Coats & Burgers & Bangs

There’s so many things I want to say and write to remember that it’s overwhelming at times. Right now, life is good. Don’t get me wrong, it’s hard. Like, so hard in the depression department, but I feel loved and heard and seen and it’s helping me along.

Cory and I went to Seattle a few weeks ago and it was the best four days ever. We got to hang out on the Amazon campus, eat their food, talk to their peeps and sneak peeks in their employee kitchen cupboards (they like hot chocolate but not as much as they like black tea).

I need to download all of our footage so I can make a little video to remember all the bits of goodness from that week, but for now, I’ll leave you with this. Proof we were MFEO and proof we are truly natural models blessed from above with the gift of ALWAYS being ready for the shot.

Also, can I get an AMEN for my Amazon raincoat? I almost bought an olive green one, but my heart is technicolor and if there’s one thing I’ve learned from almost thirty years of living, it’s that life is better when I push everything else (mostly neutral colors I’m “supposed” to love) out the door and follow my Lisa Frank heart.

I stood out like a sore thumb, but YOU KNOW WHAT??!?!?!!!! all we had to do was message each Uber/Lyft driver “yellow coat” and they knew right where to find us. So, HAH!

This is the part where I “have” (?) to tell you my raincoat link is an affiliate link. Which means I get like seven pennies* if you decide to buy my coat using my link so we can be twins. Use it or don’t, it’s up to you. I will tell you that while the coat protected me from rain, it made me a little sweaty while I was hiking up Capital Hill to get a mediocre burger from Dick’s. That’s the last time my sweaty bangs and I trust Macklemore’s opinion on burgers.

And, yes, I DID walk up to a drive-in burger joint and order my meal looking like that. Despite what you might think, it wasn’t the strange looks I got traipsing around Seattle looking like the tambourine player in an 80s hair band that inspired me to grow out my bangs this summer. It was all the natural hairspray (some people call it sweat) I created with my own body that made my realize bangs + summer = forehead sweat. And LISTEN TO ME PEOPLE, forehead sweat is up there with underboob and pregnant underbelly sweat as the worst of all the sweats. Truuuuust me.

P.S. I don’t know if you know this about me, but making those 2×2 zoom in collages of friends/family/myself is one of my favorite things in the world. Like, truly. So many hours of genuine ROFL laughter because of those gems. Good times, man.
K. Bye.

2 responses to “Life & Coats & Burgers & Bangs”

  1. Kylie says:

    As someone who resides on the surface of the sun, this is the exact reason I don’t have bangs. It is the worst. I loved visiting Seattle, too, even if the roads did give me anxiety 😅

  2. Jocelyn says:

    Thought of you (even though I don’t know you irl) and remembered you said you would blog. This was delightful!

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