I’ve tried a lot of alternatives to regular antiperspirant/deodorant and very few of them have yielded long-term success. You name it, I’ve probably tried it; Tom’s of Maine, Lavanilla, Naturally Fresh’s deodorant crystal, I’ve even used men’s deodorant—because apparently men are the only sex that wants just a deodorant—and of all these, I had the longest run of success with men’s Old Spice deodorant. Now I’m sure a lot of you are wondering what all the fuss is about with using a natural deodorant and I’m sure you’re expecting an all-chemicals-are-bad agenda rant. But, that wasn’t necessarily the case for me when I switched to natural deodorants, though it did play a small role. Continue reading
This past week, I took a trip down to the crossroads to pick up a tube of my favorite lip balm, or “lip embellishment” as it’s printed on the tube. While I was there, I decided to step into Raygun to try another lip balm I had been eyeing that was made by another local company; Messner Family Farm.
The Messner niche is their five beehives, most of which are completely funded by their kickstart backers. Now, I have to admit, upon buying their tinted lip balm, I was little skeptical about using a balm that consisted of primarily beeswax. I don’t have anything against bees or honey, but the last time I used a beeswax based balm, it was Burt’s Bees and it made my lips so raw, they were bleeding most of the time. Hence my apprehension. Continue reading
We all have to go through this phase of the relationship right? Meeting the parents? While I wish I could say I’ve done this plenty of times—I haven’t. We could also probably draw a few conclusions about what this does or doesn’t say about me but the truth is I’ve only recently felt serious enough about someone to want to meet his parents, and last Saturday, I was beyond anxious leading up to meeting Brent’s parents.
I had previously settled on one outfit, but due to the rainy weather we had been having and the fact that my sister said it was too short, I decided to wear longer ensemble. As I began doing my makeup, I kept wondering what Brent’s parents were like and whether or not they would like me. Brent kept telling me there was nothing to worry about but I was still anxious; not only was I about to meet his parents, I was meeting them at The Jacobson, a local restaurant in the crossroads where the most expensive thing on the menu was about as much as it takes for me to fill my little Ford Focus. While this may not seem expensive to some, to a girl who’s only making about 30k a year, I’d never dream of eating there myself. Not only that, the pressure to impress them was higher as they picked such a nice place to take me. Continue reading
An ex once recommended we check out Snow and Co. before we broke up. When the relationship fizzled out, and was admittedly rebound dating, I mentioned Snow and Co. The date itself was horrible and in my gut I should’ve ended the date when he constantly reminded me that California, where he’d just moved from, was way better than Kansas City as if it were some sort of knee jerk response to everything I said. Well if it’s so much better, why don’t you just get back in your Mercedes and go back? The only good thing I got out of that date was a free pair of Ray-Bans he decided to give me and some damn good drinks from Snow and Co. that helped make that date much easier.
If the name isn’t enough of an indication, Snow and Co., located in the Crossroads district of KC, specializes in making snow cones…with alcohol. Continue reading