Sunday, August 30, 2015


Can I just say something hella crazy? I, Jennie Marie, have decided to make an attempt to kick my sugar habit to da motherfucking curb. My food intake has been getting out of hand lately, and I've decided that this blasphemy ends today. Now, don't get me wrong. Your girl sure does like to eat. But your girl also likes to keep her health and figure in check. For the next two weeks, I am challenging myself to:

- Not consume any dessert type items (cookies, ice cream, cake, candy, etc.)
- Not drink sugary beverages or alcohol
- Try to keep it up for four weeks if I do happen to make it to two weeks

What inspired me to take on this no sugar challenge was watching an old Shaytards vlog. Shay's eldest son went a whole YEAR without sugar. Can you believe that? If ten year old Gavin can go a whole year, I think twenty two year old me should be able to go two weeks. This starts now. Wish me luck.

Saturday, August 29, 2015


"Darling, I don't know how to tell you this but there's a Chinese family in our bathroom."

Outfit details: 
Shirt - Brandy Melville
Jeans - Topshop
Shoes - Vans
Hat - Urban Outfitters
Lipstick - Wicked by Lime Crime

Striped shirts are the clothing item that I could never have too many of and never live without. There's just something so classic about them and they come in so many different variations. Stripes can be thin, wide, horizontal, vertical, multiple colors, etc. I want it all and that's probably why I own a questionable number of striped tops. What's your wardrobe must have?

Anyways, Winnie needed some new furniture and a helping hand, so I accompanied her to Ikea yesterday. When she asked me to go, I didn't hesitate for a second. That place is my shit.

A few reasons why Ikea is one of my favorite places:
1. Three words. Swedish. Fucking. Meatballs.
2. Not sure why, but I get inspired to get my life together whenever I'm there.
3. Playing house in Ikea is really on a whole other level.
4. I get a big kick out of trying to use the names of the products casually.
5. Did I mention that the meatballs are great? Meatballs.

P.S. Shoutout to Winifred for playing photographer today.

P.P.S. The longer I stare at the word meatballs, the weirder it looks to me.

Thursday, August 27, 2015


Outfit details:
Flannel - Urban Outfitters
Crop top - Topshop
Shorts - Urban Outfitters
Booties - Aldo

It's that time of the year again - Good bye, summer. We're going back to school. With Fall Session 2015 just around the corner, I've slowly started to transition my wardrobe from summer to fall by mixing pieces from both seasons together. On the real though, San Jose is still hot as hell and shows no sign of cooling down any time soon. (I guess you could call me an eager beaver.) I seriously can't wait until I can bust out the sweaters, the leather boots, and the rest of my autumn attire again. Crossing my fingers for colder weather. Fall is the best!!!

P.S. I'm gonna leave these pics of Vivs and I casually pretending to do archery riiight here...


Monday, August 24, 2015



The boyfriend and I were hungry for some adventure, so we took a spontaneous vacation to South Lake Tahoe for a couple of days. Talk about the best of both worlds - getting to experience the mountains and the beach simultaneously is really something else, dude.

P.S. Stand up paddle boarding is the shit. Seriously considering buying my own board...

Thursday, August 20, 2015


Outfit details:
Shirt - Urban Outfitters
Shorts - Forever 21

You know what, guys? If I could stay in bed all day, I would. And I do. Sometimes, anyways.

I've always thought that having alone time was necessary. It's way too easy to get lost in the chaos of our every day lives. We're all familiar with not having "enough time," having "more important" responsibilities to tend to, having "too many" things on our to do lists, etc. But everyone deserves to take a break from the daily hustle and bustle every now and then for the chance to reconnect with themselves. I've made it a point to do so on a regular basis.

As individuals, we might find peace in different things. Maybe you find it through playing an instrument, or pumping iron at the gym, or cooking up a storm. I happen to find it while laying in bed, doing absolutely nothing. It's kind of ironic, really. I'm the most productive (with my mind, at least) while doing something that most consider to be completely unproductive. But hey. I'm sure there's somebody else in the world who's the same way.

So today was spent avoiding important things (or the ones that require leaving my lair AKA my room anyways) and recharging in my bed. I put my phone on silent, placed a do not disturb hanger on my door, and tuned the world out. This takes place at least once every week. Sometimes I lay in my bed for an hour. Sometimes it's for the whole day. Sometimes it'll take any time in between. All I know is that if I didn't do it, I'd probably go insane.

Whatever your peace may be, please don't forget to take some time for yourself. And if you did forget, here's your reminder. Self care is crucial and you deserve it. (Or you know... maybe you're a horrible fucking human being and you don't. Whatever. Haha, just kidding.)

Monday, August 10, 2015


So... Jerik put a ring on it. It was undoubtedly one of the most insane things that I have ever experienced. (Ahhhh!?!?!!) But before you get ahead of yourselves... I just want to establish that we aren't engaged. However... he DID bust out a proposal. (Say what???) This is all probably a little bit confusing right now, but let me clear things up. It's story time, guys. 

It was April 2014 and we had reservations at a steakhouse for my 21st birthday dinner. I was in a horrible mood for a couple of reasons. One, even though we had arrived on time for our reservation, we weren't seated until over an hour later. Two, reason one resulted in me being hangry AF. Dinner wasn't off to the greatest start, but these things happen. (The restaurant actually ended up having excellent food and service!!! It was just a sour beginning.)

After we were seated, I said to myself, "Okay, Jennie. You're going to eat some bomb ass food and have a good time with your boyfriend. Things are going to turn around now." Or so I thought. For some weird, unknown~*~* reason, Jerik kept going to the bathroom every few minutes. After the fifth time or so, it pissed me off because it seriously felt like I was eating dinner by myself. It got to the point where I straight up asked him if he had the runs. (I know, I know. I'm such a freaking brat. The birthday diva in me was definitely not having it.)

But alas, the bathroom breaks continued throughout dinner. Little did I know that Jerik was actually trying to juggle having dinner with me and communicating with the restaurant's staff. Homie smuggled a ring box in his freaking SOCK. (How I didn't see that... I will never know. Props to him.) My dude was about to propose to me and I honestly had no clue whatsoever.  

Towards the end of dinner, I was deciding whether I wanted dessert or not. All of a sudden, people playing trumpets surrounded our booth. Two waiters carried a treasure chest to our dinner table. Jerik stood up, took the ring box from said chest, and got down on one knee. "I love you and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. Jennie, will you marry me?"

The whole restaurant was looking on and a million thoughts were racing through my mind. (Such as, but not limited to... OMG... Is this happening? Wait, but I'm only 21?? OooOo, dat ring is shiny!!!! Everyone is LOOKING at me.. Stop looking at ME!!! Wow, I love him!!! I can't tell if Jerik is joking... is he joking? Wait... this fool was not in the bathroom!!! The heck, dude!!! I'm gonna kill him...) And do you want to know how I reacted? Do you really want to know what I said to this sweet proposal because I was so flabbergasted? 

"What the fuuuuuuck...." - My heartfelt response

I know... how poetic of me. (lol) I literally felt like my eyes were going to pop out of my head and my heart was going to explode out of my chest at any second. ( O_O <-- That was me.) I was so overwhelmed with all the emotions, all at the very same time. To this day, I still can't find the right words to explain how intense it felt. I think Jerik could see how much disbelief I was in and how speechless I was. He winked at me and that's when I instantly knew that he was joking. Ya girl said yes, he put a ring on it, we kissed, and the whole restaurant cheered.

Everyone around us was seriously so sweet and kind that we kind of felt bad that we weren't getting engaged forreals. People were congratulating us, giving us marriage advice, and the restaurant gave us a free dessert to celebrate. But the cherry on top? The owner came over from the bar to wish us a happy engagement and to take a picture of us to hang on the wall of his restaurant. So if you ever see a picture like the one below of Jerik and I on the wall of a steakhouse... you now know the story behind it. (Their photo has the ring on the correct finger. My copy is from Jerik's phone. Also, please don't tell them we're phonies... LOL)

So that's the story of how Jerik pretended to propose to me so that he could give me my birthday present. He bought me a beautiful ring and wanted to give it to me in a way that I'd never forget. That, he definitely did. It's now one of my favorite memories. I love this guy and will never bug him about going to the bathroom a million times ever again. :-) 

P.S. I hope I don't die from emotions~*~* when I do get proposed to for real...

P.P.S. I'm a simp and I don't care!!!!