Archive for April 2009

21 April 2009

Defining my taste in men

By: Jessica B.

I am a total prep at heart. I love JCrew, argyle, bright colors, cardigans and sweater vests. I’m one step away from a polo match and having a friend named “Muffy.”

So it is likely no shock that the kind of man I’m attracted to is a preppy, clean-cut, Republican-looking (I said looking) man.
Some co-workers tease me about my taste in men, describing it as “clean.” I’m not quite sure what that means but personal hygiene is important to me.
I’ve mentioned on here that the image of Hugh Jackman shirtless in Australia (mediocre movie) and in a tux at the Oscars made my heart flutter because, well who doesn’t like a big, strong man dressed up or with his shirt off?
Good lord look at those arms!
Heart, flutter, flutter
Of my immediate co-workers, I’m the only one who isn’t attracted to the rocker types, so hearing about leather vests and rock n’ roll doesn’t appeal to me. But I nod along when they gush about it, and saying “agree to disagree” when they ask if I think certain men are attractive. I can be supportive, even if I don’t play for that team :)
I was attracted to Brandon over Dylan, Dawson over Pacey and find Nathan more attractive than Lucas.
No, I’ll take my frat boy, early Abercrombie-looking man any day. I’d rather see a guy fill out a polo shirt rather than a pair of leather pants (unless it’s Hugh Jackman) and talk politics and pop culture over a lovely Chardonnay or Savignon.
Yes that might have made me sound a little douche-baggy but I like my clean-cut boys with briefcases and polished look. Sighhhhhhhh. Actually, a guy in a dress shirt and khaki’s gets my pulse racing.
But there is one preppy bad-boy that makes my heart swoon, Chuck Bass. It’s the best of both worlds, prep glamour (and bold fashion choices) along with bad-boy mystique.
There is something about his bad-boy ways and philandering that I find irresistible. And I don’t know why.
Oh Chuck Bass, call me, we’ll shop Brooks Brothers before you take advantage of me in your penthouse.
So are you more of a “bad boy” or “All-American” kind of woman? Or guys, are you a Betty or Veronica kind of guy? And feel free to let me know where you fall on the Dylan/Brandon, Nathan/Lucas, Dawson/Pacey scale too.

20 April 2009

Musical trip down memory lane

By: Jessica B.
Tagged: music, Random
Music has played a big part in my life and it triggers a lot of memories for me.
Fleetwood Mac reminds me of my college graduation, the Beatles always reminds me of summer and Soulja Boy song reminds me of my brother’s wedding. Yeah, the last one is a little random. My dad even remembers the song he heard after learning his mom died. And now, 20 plus years later, he still turns off the radio when it comes on.
But the music I have the most memories with (and don’t laugh) is Sarah McLachlan.
When I was in high school, Sarah McLachlan was like my personal goddess. Oh Sarah, you spoke to me. Her album, “Surfacing” was on a permanent loop in my house. I listened to it night and day.
At this time, Lilith Fair was in full swing and “moody girl rock” was peaking in popularity.
Her songs, Building a Mystery and Adia, were always accompanied by my passionate, yet tone-deaf voice voice.
I bring this up because the wedding I recently went to had a heavy Sarah McLachlan playlist during dinner and my female tablemates and I spoke about our Sarah memories, swooning over teenage angst and how her soulful lyrics got us through a tough adolescence.
I think I even sang along to one of her songs on a date. And yes, he did ask me out again after hearing that.
There’s something about the power of music and the emotions it brings up. You feel like the songs sing directly to you and know exactly how you feel. Um, yeah I think I once said that about a 98 Degrees song too. Fail.
Even now, I have playlists for certain moods, including:
  • Gym
  • Post work relaxation
  • College/Frat party
  • Germany memories (lots of techno and Tom Jones music)
  • Let’s go take on the world!
  • Drunk (lots of Journey and Britney Spears)
So my question tonight is: what music or artist brings up the most memories for you, even from those difficult teenage years? Or what is your go-to song or artist when you need a pick-me-up?

19 April 2009

Key learnings, Chicago spring and salon sanctuary

By: Jessica B.
Happy Sunday! I’m looking outside my apartment right now to…rain, which is a much different scene from Friday and Saturday when it was gorgeous and sunny in Chicago. But according to the Trib Web site, next weekend will be great too, so while I’m daydreaming of that, let’s check out some key learnings.
Key Learnings:
  • If wearing a Snuggie for a bar crawl, a belt and pins in the back make it much more figure flattering
  • I am not afraid to verbally declare my love for something. For example: at my friend’s birthday party, I yelled out loud, “I f*cking love potato salad!” (I do)
  • Bad tasting icing can kill the taste of any cupcake
  • Once warm weather hits, the desire to eat ice cream all the time returns
  • 70 degrees in April is not the same as 70 degrees in June, don’t get too overzealous with the spring clothing
  • Searching for condos is time consuming
  • Developing an online dating profile is surprising challenging, especially if done late at night
  • If your salon offers a complimentary glass of wine, it is rude not to accept it, even if your appointment is at 11 a.m.
  • I really hate cleaning the bathroom. Almost as much as I hate cleaning the kitchen
  • The Kia commercial with hamsters on a wheel really cracks me up. I can SO relate to those hamsters
Salon sanctuary

This weekend I went to the salon and I so needed it. My hair grows like a tree so I’m in for color/cut every other month and I delayed this visit by two weeks so my hair was dying to be cut off. During the height of poverty, I cut my hair every six months, but I can’t do that anymore.
I love the salon I go to in Chicago. I’ve been faithful to my stylist for three years, and that is a huge accomplishment for me. I think the salon is a place of total relaxation. It helps you unwind from everything and you feel so much better when you leave.
And along with a complimentary glass of wine, my favorite part about the salon is the scalp massage. A good scalp massage is almost as good as a bucket of cash. Well, almost. I’ve fallen asleep multiple times in the chair while my scalp is being massaged and I feel much more comfortable paying for my service afterward. Maybe that’s part of the master salon plan ;)
Cupcake goodness

After the salon, I treated myself to a cupcake at Phoebe’s grand opening. Actually, the first 3,000 people got a free cupcake (even better!) from its assorted flavors. The cupcake I received was a salted caramel flavor and it wasn’t too bad. I’m a cupcake traditionalist though, I love chocolate and red velvet and don’t get too crazy with cupcake flavors. But when it opens next week, I’ll be there to sample both.
Here’s a picture of my cupcake (not a great photo) and the cute card I received with it.

Spring blooms
So I take way too many photos of flowers, but here’s a photo I took this weekend to help everyone think spring. When the sun is out, all of my photos turn out 100 percent better.
How was everyone else’s weekend? Do anything fun or see any movies? Or was the weather nice by you too?

16 April 2009

My makeup crush costs money

By: Jessica B.
Tagged: Fashion
I love makeup. I love trying new makeup products (especially lip gloss) and looking at rows and rows of product, like a kid in the candy store.
That’s why Sephora is a dangerous place to put me because I rotate between feeling infatuated with makeup and overwhelmed by all my choices. After awhile, everything looks alike! Rows of mascara that look the same as the one next to it.
Lately, I’ve been trying to cut back on impulse makeup buys (hello recession) and spread out the makeup purchases so I don’t spend $100 on my products in one day because I need to replenish my stock. By spreading that out, I trick myself into thinking that I’m not actually spending collectively that much on makeup.
My colleague Meg and I also talk about makeup on a daily basis, giving each other recommendations on products to buy and stay away from. I really think she could be the one to help me become more eyeliner-proficient.
Anyhow, here are some recent makeup purchases that I love:
So what your your favorite makeup or beauty products right now? Am I the only one who goes a little overboard with buying makeup?
Tomorrow is supposed to be 70 degrees in Chicago. I could lose my mind I’m so excited. Time to get some sun on my pasty, non-spray tanned body!!

15 April 2009

When going out to eat isn’t fun

By: Jessica B.
Tagged: Food
No, I’m not talking about food poisoning. I’m talking more about the service.
For me, going out to eat is a treat. Especially when I want to celebrate good news, a birthday or just to spend a nice evening out with friends, unwinding and catching up.
Which is why it f*cking pisses me off when that dinner is ruined by poor service, bad food, etc.
Yes, I may take this a little personally, but money was really tight when I was growing up so going out to eat was more than just a meal, it was an “experience.” It was something you looked forward to and enjoyed because it didn’t happen all the time.
So Friday night, after a long week at work, I got back to Wisconsin for the weekend and promptly told dad we were going out to dinner. I had not seen him in a few weeks and was looking forward to some quality time together.
Until we go to a Bar Louie location at home and…well…they ruined my meal.
First, they mess up my initial order, no biggie, I point out the mistake and change my order. Thirty minutes later it arrives, after dad has finished his meal and I’ve eaten most of his fries out of starvation.
Then my new meal arrives, one of my current, favorite dishes, baked mac and cheese, and it’s not even baked. It’s just warm. At this point, I’m starving so I just eat part of it while my dad sits and stares at me.
Oh and apparently there is a water shortage at the restaurant because I only got one glass of water with no refills (despite asking) so I had to share again with dad.
Sure, we complained and got 50 percent off the bill, but I was so mad at myself for choosing that place and that the meal was not what I was hoping for cuisine-wise and service-wise.
This is a perfect example of why I’m a bad tipper. I refuse to reward my waitress who was jiggling her boobs at the bartenders and host staff rather than be attentive. When I have good service, I’m a good tipper, great service, I’m a great tipper.
And the restaurant was barely full so crowd couldn’t even be an excuse.
So now I’m still upset reflecting on this. Geez, I’m either sad or too much of a “feeler.”
So f*ck you Bar Louie, you’re being placed on the “on notice” board. Yes, you’ve prompted me to add something to that board again.
What was your worst dining experience or what irritates you the most when you go out to eat?
Reader note: Oh my gosh! I was so appreciative of everyone’s posts about me jumping into the home ownership pool. Thank you so much for your great comments, I will definitely keep everyone posted on how this goes! And welcome again to new commenters too! You guys are the best :)