July 19th, 2013
It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any.
Hugh Laurie (via thisismyjammy)
Reblogged from neon hart.
July 17th, 2013

Down in the valley with whiskey riversThese are the places you will find me hidin’These are the places I will always goThese are the places I will always go

Down in the valley with whiskey rivers
These are the places you will find me hidin’
These are the places I will always go
These are the places I will always go

Reblogged from tarashton
July 17th, 2013



Lena Park catches up with Webb to hear the story behind the brand that’s changing the world—one blowout at a time.

While many curly-haired girls who yearn for straight hair settle for a close relationship with their flat iron, Drybar founder Alli Webb picked herself up by her proverbial bootstraps and transformed her twisty tresses into a lifelong passion for hair—and blowouts.

“I was born with curly hair and struggled with it my whole life,” explains Webb. “Ever since I was six, I would ask my mom for blowouts. I was just into my dry, curly, frizzy hair being straight.”

After attending beauty school and building a career as a hairstylist in New York City, Webb, now a mother of two, was ready to go back to her roots. What began as a childhood styling preference turned into a source of inspiration for creating Drybar: the revolutionary brand specialized in and focused on delivering the perfect blowout.

“I always thought I wanted to be a stay-at-home mom,” says Webb, “but I started to get that itch for the real world and talking to adults again.” She adds with a laugh: “But I swear I love my kids!”

“At the time, nothing like Drybar existed and there was a huge hole in the marketplace for this kind of service,” she explains. “There was nowhere for women to go for a great blowout at a great price.”

Webb began by creating a revolutionary blowout-only salon, and extended her vision to Drybar products in 2012. The freestanding salons are reminiscent of a bar made just for unruly-haired ladies, where chick flicks play while receptionists dole out drinks. And the cocktail-themed products are the perfect complement. “Before we developed our own, I was choosing a mishmash of different products, cherry-picking from this line and that,” says Webb. “But to be honest, there wasn’t anything that I felt was quite right. That’s why I set out to do a product line that was perfect, made just for blowouts.”

“I know it sounds hokey, but we always say that we’re not selling blowouts and products; we’re selling the happiness and confidence that comes with it. That’s what we’re really giving women.”




Drybar / Buttercup Blow Dryer


Drybar / The Chaser Shine Pomade


Drybar / Lemon Drop Daily Detangler


Drybar / 100 Proof Treatment Oil


Drybar / Detox Dry Shampoo


Drybar / Happy Hour Weightless Shampoo


Drybar / The 3-Day Bender 1” Barrel Curling Iron

Reblogged from Sephora
July 16th, 2013


The Family That Tweets Together Stays Together

Retweeted by Mom? Teenagers might say they’d die of embarrassment. But teenagers who are connected with their parents via Twitter and other social media have better relationships with them, and fewer behavioral problems.

A study that asked teens if they used social media to communicate with their parents found that half said yes. And 16 percent said they used social media with their parents every day.

Half of the teens in a this study said they used social media to communicate with the folks. Almost 20 percent said they communicated with Mom and Dad that way every day.

Read the rest of the story on NPR’s Shots health blog. 

(Photo: iStockPhoto)

Reblogged from NPR
July 16th, 2013


Every girl should have a stripey jumper in her wardrobe!

Reblogged from Topshop Tumblr
April 13th, 2012

An oldie, but goodie… GM: Fortune 500 to Redlined Fortune


GM topped the acclaimed Fortune 500 list in 1955 and for the 52 years that followed, remained in the top 3 by revenue. Now teetering on the fine line of bankruptcy with a new meaning to the overused ‘bailout’, this company represents the pinnacle of the American binge behavior.

The world continued with manufacturing advances to reduce carbon emissions and turned the focus to eco-friendly vehicles that would lessen our human thumbprint on the environment, once we were shown a very realistic picture of what our world could spiral quickly into. GM wasn’t alone in the adaptation mishap, the US in general was losing much of its manufacturing to the global competition. But while the US quickly scrambled to catch up to the world that was speeding past us in sectors ranging from technology to manufacturing, GM stood still while quicksand began to pour into the ground around them.

Our debt-driven, need-to-have-it-now, impatient and demanding greed has caused our economic meltdown and contributed to tens of millions of jobs lost that could take our unemployment percentage to double digits within months. I did it, you did it, our neighbors did it. We all contributed to our crisis by allowing our instant gratification desire to overpower the pace of the world.

July 6th, 2011


The countless sleepless nights over the last four years have run dry. The countless times I have walked away from you with determination to close this chapter with us once and for all, fail. You captivate me. You cut so deep into every piece of me that I have never had the strength to do what I know I should have done all along.

One foot in and one foot back, we’ve been living in this state of grey for the last four years. Without wanting to succumb to the reality of us that existed beyond our purgatory for the fear of losing our spontaneity, and ultimately, open our vulnerability. The three words that became hard to say became the catalyst for the limitations on the current dysfunctional relationship we have. In part, because my biggest fear was losing you.

I tolerated the games and your evasiveness in return for the you that I truly love. But I should have followed my gut off the bat when I knew that you and I could never simply be friends. We never finished what we started. Until that happens, I know I will never have the capacity to ignore the glimpse I saw of that potential us. Because when it comes down to it, Troutie, I would do anything for you. In the same capacity that you intend to reciprocate for me. Yet sometimes trip up when the stakes get high and we reach the tipping point. What I will never understand is your capability to be so careless with me.

You’ve been a rock for me at times, for which I will always be grateful. But you’ve also been a switchblade just the same. For the first few years, I debated whether the rock trumped the knife. Without even realizing it, the energy I’ve been giving you, left little for anyone else entering my life. It was a handicap I didn’t acknowledge until I was forced to recognize the dysfunction that has recently become our standard. Largely due, to what I attribute, to your ignorance that stands in the way of our reality. And most importantly, to me.

I’ve tried cutting you off several times in the past, but you and I both know this time is different. I will always love you. But I will never stand in your arms again, as a friend or as a lover. Your actions over the last two weeks are not reflective of any type of friendship, let alone an appreciation for another person. Our oscillation that guarantees a hurt and deflated me, is over. I’ve circled through faceless boyfriends, always coming back to you. And I know you aren’t numb to me. Behind the bullshit and the boundaries, there is the me that you pretend not to see. So with that, we stood at our crossroads. And today, I’ve closed the chapter that has kept me in a state of grey, to move into my life, finally without you.

May 27th, 2011


"you had me at merlot."

"you can’t handle vermouth"

"he’s charging you up" after cute bartender hits on me while charging phone.

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