I don’t know how else to describe what I experienced recently when I attempted the oft sworn-by de-stressing technique known as floating. No, I’m not talking about putting on water wings and drifting around my local gym’s pool. This is a (supposedly) much more relaxing alternative to meditation. Keep reading for exactly what happened when I stepped into the isolation chamber and if I’d recommend it!
Recently, I’ve started trying to live a healthier lifestyle. After converting to vegetarianism, I thought the next logical step would be to exercise more. I’ve been going to the gym more regularly, and let me be frank: I hate it. However, I am 25 pounds slimmer than I was 6 months ago, so I won’t complain. To take my health-consciousness to the next level, I decided I’d start incorporating more green tea, dark chocolate, and wine into my diet. The dark chocolate and wine you’ll never hear me complain about, but the green tea is another story. I find myself asking the question: does anyone actually like this stuff?
Usually, Jen and Allison will start their day by reading some posts from other bloggers. I do not. However, today they pointed me to a post on Cupcakes and Cashmere. Why would you want to eat cupcakes while wearing cashmere? You’ll just spill on it and ruin it. Anyway, the blogger, Emily Schuman, does a lot of DIY crafts and recipes on there. Whatever, fine, get down with your Martha Stewart self. Anyway, today she decided to rip up $100 shirt from J. Crew and call it “distressing.” Dear God. DEAR. GOD. Keep reading for my full rant.
You know, the only time I’ve ever worn overalls was when I was a farmer for Halloween in the 4th grade. I was unaware that they were ever viewed as trendy, though I know a lot of people wore them when I was growing up. But according to Yahoo!, these things are back with a vengeance. Personally, I don’t like to touch fashion topics very often, but I do have some opinions about them.
Believe it or not, men can have an opinion on fashion. In fact, since I like to run my mouth off about pretty much anything, I thought I’d spend some time talking about fashion. This weekend, I went to town on the Brooks’ Brothers 50% off sale. I was born at 50 years old, I know. So that makes me 72 now. I drove a Buick for six years, so that sounds about right.
Like Macklemore’s lyric (and my fashion motto) goes, “I wear your granddad’s clothes, I look incredible.” I stick to classics. The closest thing I make to a fashion statement is to have a rotation of my four pairs of eyeglasses. My hair is allowed to do whatever it wants as long as it doesn’t fall out. But I’m aware of the trends and I know what works, even though I don’t care to show it 95% of the time.
I like to pull the “as the only male editor” card once in awhile, and this is one of those times. Though most of the time I like to write about tech and my love of cooking, I definitely do have strong opinions when it comes to things like fashion and celebrities. Part of my job is doing research on what to write about, and something horrifying has continued to pop up throughout my research. Demi Moore.
Thankfully, I don’t seem to be the only one who thinks this walking disaster needs to step back, re-examine her life, and make a course shift. For the sake of everything that is holy, I hope she decides to act like a normal person soon. It’s part of my job to research celebrities, and I’d like her mini-skirt-wearing, whip-it inhaling, too-old for everything she does mug off of my computer screen. Please and thank you.
I exercise every morning before work. 6:45 AM I’m inside and going to town on the machines. The people who go at that time are all there to actually exercise, so I don’t mind if it’s busy. I, however, made the horrible decision of sleeping in on Thanksgiving and getting to the gym around 9:00 AM. Dear God. Instead of people sweating on the machines, I was greeted by people laughing, conversing, and standing around texting. GIVE. ME. A. BREAK. This is a gymnasium, not a tea party.