I’m not a mom, but I know some moms. And I definitely know a bunch more through friends and friends of friends. The mom network is never ending and it grows by the minute. I figured I’d take advantage of that network and ask a question that I’ve always wondered: what’s it’s like to be a mom who uses cannabis? Occasionally, I’ll put myself in those shoes and contemplate what it would be like. Ultimately
I know I post on Instagram fairly regularly about my new found love of fitness, and the health journey I’ve been on over the last year or so. However, trying to be more healthy was not the only thing I was working towards in 2017. I was also working on my skincare routine (and some other shit too but we’ll get to that some other time). My skin has been on a roller coaster ride
When I began my fitness and health journey, I never expected that my friends (real and online) and family would look to me to lend advice. Yet, it happened. And at first I was like, “holy shit, this is so cool.” And then the anxiety set in, and I think rightfully so. Because what the fuck do I know? For most of my life, I only ate a literal handful of items. Cheese pizza, Kraft
I have a lot of privilege in my life. I work from home. I have no kids. My husband and I are finally making a comfortable amount of money. The struggles of the past still nip at our heels, but I have real financial freedom for the first time in my life. I have a lot of flexible time to do (almost) whatever the fuck I want, whenever the fuck I want. I say all
Oh, Valentine’s Day. You’re here, again. And tbh, like most years, I don’t give a fuck. I am very much of the mindset that, like most holidays, it’s stupid, but I am not here to shit on the day, or on anyone’s excitement. I do think all the pink and red decorating that one aisle in the grocery store is fun and warm. It is a nice way to break up the drudge of winter.
“It’s been a few days, where’s your gym selfie, Lauren?” As I read my friend’s words via SnapChat, I was equally excited that my friend had noticed and horrified that someone was noticing. When I first began my health and weight loss voyage, I started tentatively posting gym selfies to my SnapChat story for accountability purposes. Why SnapChat? Because it was easy, for one, and two, because that is my smallest audience. I didn’t want
It’s a new year and that means we’ve all got a list of new goals to strive towards. Right? Maybe not necessarily new goals. Maybe you’ve just adjusted the goal posts for the goals you worked towards last year. I don’t participate in the New Year Resolution thing. I can appreciate the whole “new year, new beginnings” thing, but I don’t think you should postpone working on yourself or your life in the name of
It wasn’t that long ago that the idea of me being one of those “gym people” was laughable. Like, yeah fucking right I’m willingly going to the gym. Is there free weed and Hendrick’s Gin there? ‘Cause even then, LO-FUCKING-L. One day, not quite a year ago, my husband and I passed through the grocery store pharmacy and I saw one of those blood pressure machines and I ran to it with the glee of
I remember the first time I saw my mom wearing a mud mask around the house when I was a kid. “Can I try it too?” And a love of pampering was born. Mud masks have become a staple in my skincare routine, especially for my oily t zone. So I was thrilled when I was asked to participate in Influenster and L’Oreal’s campaign. I received L’Oreal Paris Pure-Clay Detox & Brighten Cleanser and the
If you’ve spent enough time on Instagram, you’ve probably come across a few posts that go something like, “Help! I’ve been shadow banned! Please follow, like and comment on my posts!” You probably see a lot of these posts if you’ve done any follow trains to boost your Influenster score. I know I do. Generally, I roll my eyes and keep on scrolling. Regardless of differing opinions on whether or not Instagram is actively shadowbanning
I’m not a mom, but I know some moms. And I definitely know a bunch more through friends and friends of friends. The mom network is never ending and it grows by the minute. I figured I’d take advantage of that network and ask a question that I’ve always wondered: what’s it’s like to be a mom who uses cannabis? Occasionally, I’ll put myself in those shoes and contemplate what it would be like. Ultimately
I know I post on Instagram fairly regularly about my new found love of fitness, and the health journey I’ve been on over the last year or so. However, trying to be more healthy was not the only thing I was working towards in 2017. I was also working on my skincare routine (and some other shit too but we’ll get to that some other time). My skin has been on a roller coaster ride
When I began my fitness and health journey, I never expected that my friends (real and online) and family would look to me to lend advice. Yet, it happened. And at first I was like, “holy shit, this is so cool.” And then the anxiety set in, and I think rightfully so. Because what the fuck do I know? For most of my life, I only ate a literal handful of items. Cheese pizza, Kraft
I have a lot of privilege in my life. I work from home. I have no kids. My husband and I are finally making a comfortable amount of money. The struggles of the past still nip at our heels, but I have real financial freedom for the first time in my life. I have a lot of flexible time to do (almost) whatever the fuck I want, whenever the fuck I want. I say all
Oh, Valentine’s Day. You’re here, again. And tbh, like most years, I don’t give a fuck. I am very much of the mindset that, like most holidays, it’s stupid, but I am not here to shit on the day, or on anyone’s excitement. I do think all the pink and red decorating that one aisle in the grocery store is fun and warm. It is a nice way to break up the drudge of winter.
“It’s been a few days, where’s your gym selfie, Lauren?” As I read my friend’s words via SnapChat, I was equally excited that my friend had noticed and horrified that someone was noticing. When I first began my health and weight loss voyage, I started tentatively posting gym selfies to my SnapChat story for accountability purposes. Why SnapChat? Because it was easy, for one, and two, because that is my smallest audience. I didn’t want
It’s a new year and that means we’ve all got a list of new goals to strive towards. Right? Maybe not necessarily new goals. Maybe you’ve just adjusted the goal posts for the goals you worked towards last year. I don’t participate in the New Year Resolution thing. I can appreciate the whole “new year, new beginnings” thing, but I don’t think you should postpone working on yourself or your life in the name of
It wasn’t that long ago that the idea of me being one of those “gym people” was laughable. Like, yeah fucking right I’m willingly going to the gym. Is there free weed and Hendrick’s Gin there? ‘Cause even then, LO-FUCKING-L. One day, not quite a year ago, my husband and I passed through the grocery store pharmacy and I saw one of those blood pressure machines and I ran to it with the glee of
I remember the first time I saw my mom wearing a mud mask around the house when I was a kid. “Can I try it too?” And a love of pampering was born. Mud masks have become a staple in my skincare routine, especially for my oily t zone. So I was thrilled when I was asked to participate in Influenster and L’Oreal’s campaign. I received L’Oreal Paris Pure-Clay Detox & Brighten Cleanser and the
If you’ve spent enough time on Instagram, you’ve probably come across a few posts that go something like, “Help! I’ve been shadow banned! Please follow, like and comment on my posts!” You probably see a lot of these posts if you’ve done any follow trains to boost your Influenster score. I know I do. Generally, I roll my eyes and keep on scrolling. Regardless of differing opinions on whether or not Instagram is actively shadowbanning
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