So Flawless by Beyonce & Nicki Minaj is one of my favorite songs. It makes me feel empowered and great, but the truth is I can’t really relate, cause I’m no Beyonce. But this week I found a new song, which is amazing by the way Flaws by Bastille it is not a new song, but it is new to me since I just found it. But the song is not the issue here.
The issue is flaws in general. It is clear to me that everyone has flaws, even Beyonce (remember she photoshops her instagrams). But the problem is not the flaws you’ve got, but how you bear them. You can choose to hide them or you can choose to make the best out of them. The truth is hiding them might be exhausting, since they are a part of yourself. You can pretend to be as flawless as you want, but the truth is that you need your flaws to be who you really are.
I think the key to accepting yourself and being happy is acknowledging that you are not perfect, but that doesn’t make you any less valuable. I can’t imagine a life in which I’d have to pretend I’m perfect all the time. I probably wouldn’t be able to manage it for a whole day. I think the key to being flawless is being confident in your worth and on your flaws.
Being confident is sending a Snapchat that says “I woke up like this” and look terrible and OWN that snap. So if they ask me if I’d rather be flawless or have flaws, I’d pick my flaws every single time. The truth is I don’t know who I’d be without them, they’ve been a part of me always.
There is a certain grace to having your heart broken, this words couldn’t be any more true, at least for me. My friends ask me why if there are some nice guys who invite me out I decide to stick to the ones that break my heart. Maybe it’s true I love a bad boy, but I believe this is a lame excuse. I think the truth is I am addicted to suffering. Maybe I’ve learned to live like this. Like the Boys Like Girls song says “I’ve learned to love the pain cause that’s the only way that I know how to feel”
I love heartbreak songs they make me happy, they make me feel better. I like having my heartbroken because I love feeling. I love strong emotions. I like getting my heart broken and then getting over it just to get my heart broken again. Maybe I’m a masochist, but I enjoy a bit of suffering every once in a while and I believe everyone else does as well.
There are so many breakup songs and broken heart songs and most of them are amazing; they make me scream and release tension. But you can’t really get inspired and listen to them when you are happy all the time. There comes a day when you need some suffering, when you need some heartbreak in order to enjoy your sadness. You need to have an excuse to eat a pint of ice cream and watch sad movies and sleep till late.
Having your heart broken makes you human, it shows how much a person can feel. Even the most obnoxious or serious people you know get softer when it comes to sadness. Sadness shows that even the biggest bitch has a heart, and that is just so pretty and wonderful.
So next time you get your heart broken you might as well enjoy it. You never know when you’ll be able to feel that way again.
So this week I rediscovered my love for Maroon 5. I loved the first album they released but the next records didn’t really get to me. However, the album they just released is pretty amazing and you’ll see a couple of songs in this weeks playlist. I’m in a good mood this week so you’ll notice the songs are pretty upbeat and happy. Enjoy!
Animals – Maroon5
My Heart is Open – Maroon5 ft Gwen Stefani
Believer – American Authors
Reflections – Misterwives
Shower – Becky G
Mirrors – Justin Timberlake
If you would like to make some songs suggestions comment below
It’s a man’s world. We hear this all the time, we even believe it. I probably hear it at least twice a day since I’m a law student, and law is considered a man’s thing.
Today I witnessed one of the most hurtful things I’ve ever seen. I work as a freelancer for a magazine, and today I went to a meeting with the editor and chief. The editor is a woman; a powerful, strong, intelligent and independent woman. She is someone I really admire, I wanted to be like her when I grew up. She’s always talking about the struggles of being a woman editor in a man’s world; she knows how hard it is to gain credibility and respect as a woman who is in charge. But today she told a girl who works with us that if she wanted to succeed she should probably wear shorter dresses and tighter pants in order to get the attention from the best and most important authors. This broke my heart. I had the best impression of her and now it’s been shattered. How could she say something like this? How could this advice come from a woman who has battled everything to get to where she is?
It really hurts when a man objectifies you, but it’s even more hurtful when another woman does. Women are supposed to help each other since we all overcome the same struggles. Women are not supposed to drag you down like that. Where’s the respect? How are men ever gonna value us when we don’t even value each other? As women we are supposed to help each other, build each other, support each other, not destroy each other.
If you ask me, I would never say I’m a feminist, I just believe in equality and fair treatment. I believe we are all equals, but we will never be treated as equals when we can’t even respect each other. Today my heart was broken and I feel sorry for every women who has received this kind of advice. You should always acknowledge your worth and ignore anyone who tries to put you down. Maybe this is a man’s world after all, and it will continue to be if we don’t even respect each other.
I just wanted to come here and tell you I hate people who are constantly trying to make comparisons between them and me. I never compare myself to others, I only compare myself with the goals I’ve set for myself, and I think everyone should do the same.
I hate comparisons because I’m awesome and I don’t need anyone to tell me someone is better than me at something. I don’t resemble her, or her, or her, or anyone. I’m one of a kind and so is everyone else. So shine my friends and forget comparisons. Only jealous people try to compare to you.
This week was probably one of the best weeks I’ve had, and definitely the best one since my semester started. This semester I’ve been lucky enough to meet incredibly handsome guys. But just like every other confident girl I have a soft spot, and it is talking to guys I like.
I saw my crush in the library, he was sitting so close to me and I really wanted him to notice I was there. Just like every girl I was about to start doing something pathetic in order to get noticed, but instead I took the high road. I decided I didn’t need to do things to make him turn towards me; I could just go right to him and say “Hi”. That was exactly what I did, and it resulted in an hour long conversation and a breakfast invitation.
We sometimes tend to do stupid things t get what we want, when our life would be so much easier if we had the courage to do things right. Talking to the guys you like is scary, I know. But when you suck it up and talk to them things are so much easier. I decided confidence is an all around thing; I don’t wanna be confident in only a few aspects. I want to be a totally confident person, so the next time I want to do something scary I’ll remember I need to suck it up and do what will be better for me.
I absolutely love football, it is my favorite sport and I never miss a game. I am a hardcore Patriots fan and I am proud of the decision made regarding Ray Rice today. I’m glad the Ravens cut him loose and that the NFL suspended him indefinitely.
Domestic violence, or any kind of violence is unacceptable. Football is a very tough sport and there has always been a history of violent players, but the NFL should never encourage aggressive conducts. I think making an example out of Ray Rice is the right thing to do. Players should know that violence has no place in an institution like the NFL and that aggressors do not have a place in a sports team. They should set a precedent and let know that anyone can be punished if they do something like this.
Violence should never be permitted or encouraged.
I congratulate the Baltimore Ravens and the NFL. They made the right decision.
I’ve got to come clean about something, I hate coffee. There, I said it, I HATE COFFEE! I don’t like the taste, it’s too strong. Whenever I drink coffee I need to have it with a bunch of cream, milk or sugar. When you are in college this is a very unpopular opinion, because everyone seems to think they run on caffeine. So when you say you don’t like coffee they feel insulted, they take it personal. But there seems to be something even worse than being anti-coffee which is being a tea lover. People seem to hate tea for some reason. “Why would you drink tea? Are you British?” Do I need to be British to like tea? Why do people get so upset when you say you like tea? Do they relate it to the Boston Tea Party? I don’t get it.
I just wanted to bring attention to this, since people have been personally victimized for hating coffee and loving tea. People should be aware this kind of bullying and discrimination exists; I can’t live in a world where I’ll be discriminated for what I like to drink. THIS IS NOT FAIR! So I’m here, making a stand for all the tea drinkers in the world, we should unite and tell everyone we will not tolerate their coffee influenced opinions.
So if you like tea I propose a lovely tea party with pastries and macaroons to discuss the issue and do something about it.
Tea drinkers, UNITE!
Most of us have a problem with being ourselves because we tend to be too awesome to handle. Today I received the ugly looks because I dressed up to go to college as I would dress up to go to a New York’s fashion week brunch. People apparently thought it was too much, but as Beyonce would say, I looked flawless, so I didn’t mind. People who tend to have a problem with you because of things like that are the kind of people who just can’t handle so much awesomeness. So do yourself a favor and do whatever you want and be your wonderful self. Remember haters gonna hate, and no one can rain on your parade.
I’ll leave you with a tweet from the wonderful photographer Brad Walsh
“Thirty years from now you’ll wish you had the body you have right now, which is excuse enough to wear whatever the hell you want today.”
Adios amigos, be happy!
When you are in high school it is almost inevitable to be bullied. No matter what you do, not everyone is going to like you. They’ll hate you for being pretty or ugly, smart or dumb, athletic or lazy. It doesn’t matter what you do people are always going to find a way to point out your flaws and take advantage of this.
This will happen all through your life, but it is never going to be as terrible as it was during high school. When you are around 15-19 people have a way to get to you by pointing out all your imperfections. When you are older you develop a thicker skin, but those scars are permanent.
A stupid boy had the courtesy of reminding me of a nickname I had in school. It made me feel terrible, I was mad all day after that, and for many days. It had been years since anyone called me that way and I have changed so much since then, but still it hurt me.
After this incident I made a decision. I erased all of the people I don’t need in my life from facebook, instagram, etc. You don’t need that kind of negativity in your life and they don’t need to know how you are. If they still bother to talk shit about you even after years of not seeing you that means they have petty lives and are still as pathetic as they were in high school. Seriously they should have found something better to do with their lives at this point.
So here’s my recommendation. Get rid of all the people who caused you trouble in the past, you don’t need them. Every time you’ll get better and they’ll find a way to bring you down, so the best thing to do is say good bye and never give them the satisfaction of talking trash about you again.