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#ihavethisthingwith UNICORNS

Would you believe me if I told you that I didn’t start actually loving unicorns on my own? In middle school I was known for being obsessed with flamingos, which I still am. But I had never really been HUGE into unicorns until recently.

It wasn’t until I started being brave and dying my hair different colors. It slowly started off with a few people tagging me in hair posts with different colors saying, “You should try this out! This is so you.” From the colorful hair posts, it evolved into rainbow food and drinks and then UNICORNS. I always appreciated them, but it was all of this push from everyone around me that made me embrace them as my spirit animal. Now I’m obsessed; I can’t go backward from here, only forward.

I own a unicorn mask that is mandatory for wedding receptions and photo shoots.


 

I have a Unicorn head above my bed that helps me think happy thoughts while I dream.

I’ve overheard people in the grocery store say I have unicorn hair.


I can’t get away from this, and I’m totally ok with that. Unicorns are part of me now, so much so that I will fight someone who has anything bad to say about them (I’m speaking directly to you, Zack).

The Starbucks Drink.



2-3 weeks ago I started getting tagged in posts about a Starbucks Unicorn Frappucino. Naturally, I was very excited and began counting down the days for this magical drink to appear in my hands. The time came to try it, and what did I experience? Cotton Candy Rainbows? Rainbow-sprinkled birthday cake?

Nothing like that at all! Major let down. Yes, consuming anything unicorn related will most likely have an exceptionally high sugar content so I knew what would be to come. BUT SOUR? I don’t know who had the crazy idea to put sour syrup and sprinkles in this drink, but it killed it for me. I was still able to drink it, but to all my fellow unicorn lovers, beware.



Enough about the drink. My love and obsession of unicorns have given me a creative outlet to express my inner being. I’m naturally a pretty happy and joyful person! If I could live on a rainbow and eat berries all day I totally would, but I would want you all to come with me. Can’t have a party by yourself!

 

This is my challenge for you. Open up your heart and let a little sparkle in. It only takes a little bit of glitter to shine. All you have to do is believe!

xoxo,
Christina

 

20 Things About Us

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In case you haven’t noticed the big change I made to my blog recently, I now have a co-author, my vivacious and bubbly cousin, Christina. It is now our blog. I will continue to write essays about whatever pointless/silly things I happen to be thinking about and regularly post about what I’m wearing and why, while Christina might actually teach you something (she’s a total natural at writing DIY posts).

When I read blogs, I tend to favor posts that help me get to know the person I’m reading about. I always crack up when I get to read posts with random facts about people (like this one that my friends wrote), so without further adieu, here are 20 random ass things about us that you didn’t even realize you need to know.

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SARAH-

  1. I like how skunks smell.
  2. If I could trade places with any fictional character, it’d be Rip Van Winkle because I love sleeping so much.
  3. I may act like a literary snob, but most of the things I know about literature were learned from the 90’s PBS show, Wishbone.
  4. I didn’t have cable TV or at-home Internet access growing up, which explains why I watched so much PBS and had to go to the library to keep up with my Myspace correspondents.
  5. I think that Samson from the Old Testament (you know, of Samson and Delilah) might be my spirit animal because I too feel powerless without my hair extensions.
  6. I wish I could carry a tune, but am frequently asked to stop every time I begin to sing.
  7. My husband and I have been together for 6 years, and we’ve still never openly farted in front of each other.
  8. Eight is my lucky number. No it’s not, I don’t have a lucky number I just couldn’t think of anything to write.
  9. If I could only listen to 5 bands for the rest of my life they’d be: Abba, ACDC, Styx, Queen, and idk Drake or something.
  10. I once ate a few bites of undercooked chicken because I didn’t want to hurt the chef’s feelings. I’ve been working on being less passive ever since.

 

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CHRISTINA-

  1. I’m 27 and I can still do the splits.
  2. If I could paint my house like a rainbow, I would, but my husband has some say in the matter.
  3. My hair is always changing color. I prefer fashion colors (pink, purple, silver) over natural ones.
  4. My right leg is one inch longer than my left.
  5. When I sneeze or hiccup, it sounds like a squeaky dog toy.
  6. I was in the hospital the week of my wedding for an emergency gall bladder removal surgery. I honestly thought I was going to get married in the hospital.
  7. I’m a direct descendant of Henry V (as is Sarah).
  8. I had both of my children unplanned.
  9. I play the viola.
  10. I can have an entire conversation using only movie quotes.

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We hope you have a grrrrreat weekend!

Highway To The Friend Zone

Six years ago today, I met my husband. Although I knew from the first encounter that I’d one day marry the crap out of Joel, the feeling was, in no way whatsoever, mutual. In the beginning, I was in the friend zone…

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Chicago, 2011- LOOK AT THAT “GET OFF ME” BODY LANGUAGE

It’s no secret that Joel took his sweet time escalating our relationship (read more about that here), and I’m really not complaining because, duh, we’re married now…. But that year and a half spent in relationship limbo when he “didn’t want to put a label on us” was a pain in my 21 year old ass. I spent who knows how many nights contemplating never texting him again, but I always gave in because when you love someone, you bombard them with calls and text messages so they know you mean business.

The same thing happened with Christina and her husband, Brandon. She was friend zoned for over a year and now they have two kids. Come to think of it, my ridiculously good looking sister-in-law, Laura, was ‘zoned by her husband, Todd, for like 5 years. I guess what I’m getting at is: it’s possible to leave the friend zone and find yourself in Love Town? Loveville? RelationCity?  This post is dedicated to any sad sap who finds him/herself in the same situation, you can persevere! You can be more than “just friends”.

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YOU’RE STUCK WITH ME NOW.

 

Putting The “Blah” In “Blog”

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Every blogger on the face of this earth has some sort of blogging equation + schedule that they follow, you know, on their blogs. Whether it’s 3 detailed DIY posts everyday teaching readers how to make or bake something, or a post every now and then about what they wore to the last party they attended, everybody in blogland is doing something. On the off chance that I mention this blog to someone I don’t know very well, the inevitable first question they ask is “what is your blog about?” to which I answer “absolutely nothing, but somehow everything.” It’s a Catch 22 blog.

If you’re new visiting our “little corner” (ugh, gag) of the Internet, here is what you can expect from the Sarah half of That’s What She Said:

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blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah STUFF ABOUT STYLE.

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PHOTOS OF ME STANDING AWKWARDLY IN FRONT OF A COOL WALL blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

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blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah RANDOM SHIT I’M THINKING ABOUT blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

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It’s hard to believe I’ve been putting the “blah” in “blog” for 5 years now. I can’t stop, won’t stop blah blah blogging.

Mambo Italiano

According to science, it takes 66 days to form a new habit (here’s a great, boring article about forming habits with zero pictures to distract you from the info). Now that the beginning of March is upon us, people who made New Year’s resolutions are either about to form habits out of said resolutions, or they gave up on their #goals back in January. As far as my Mother-In-Law, Sheila, and myself are concerned, we used January 1st as a jumping off point to… learn a new language! Italian, to be exact. It’s always good to have a partner to hold you accountable for your “homework”, no? It’s going well for both of us, and not to toot my own horn, but I’m actually 20% fluent in Italian as of today. *toot, toot*

So, why learn a new language? At your age, good luck! Why Italian? and, um, how?

Calm down! I’m here to answer all of your burning questions…

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Manarola, you beautiful son of a bitch.

Why learn a new language?

Why not?!!? I grew up in south Texas, where being bilingual was about as common in the residents as the cactus growing in their backyards. I took 6 years of Spanish, 4 years of French, and a semester of Italian in college, but with the exception of a handful of words and phrases, nothing really stuck. All of the three languages I’ve studied have sort of blended together into my very own mash-up that I call SpaFrenchian. I’ve always envied anyone with the ability to speak multiple languages, but until now I never really wanted to work to get there myself. On our honeymoon, I loved getting to say a few things in French and a few things in Italian in France and Italy, respectively, and can’t wait to practice some more on our next trip to Europe. Plus, there’s no time like the present. And again, WHY NOT?!

They say that the best time to learn another language is at a very early age, but I am a prime example of why that’s not always the case. I can’t speak for Sheila, but I never wanted to put in the effort until now, at the not-so-tender age of 27.

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Bella, Burano!

Why Italian?

Because Italian rolls off the tongue like sexy, sexy word vomit. More so than any other language in the world, in my “humble” opinion.

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Grazie for the good hair day, Venezia.

How are you learning Italian?

This is the best part…

Did we hire private tutors? No. Did we shell out hundreds of dolla dolla bills for a downloadable computer program? NOPE.

WE ARE LEARNING ITALIAN FOR FREE… omg, did you just faint? Get up, I’m being serious!

Thanks to the brilliant minds behind Duolingo, learning a new language is not only more doable and easier than ever, but it’s fun.. and did I mention, completely free of charge? You can download the app on your phone and practice while you’re sitting with your cats and drinking your coffee in the morning, or go to the website and knock out some lessons while your husband watches the hockey game next to you!

If you have the bare minimum of storage on your smart phone and 5 minutes to spare everyday, you should definitely give Duo a go!

I am eat, pray, LOVING it. Arrivederci!

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Super Sunday

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Today is that one day that comes around every year that some people are pretty into: Super Bowl Sunday. Ew, sports.

I discovered at a very early age that while most Americans are sitting in front of their televisions with chicken wings, chips, and an array of various dips; there are plenty of things I’d rather be doing and this is the perfect day to do them. Here are some things you could do instead of watching fools balls…

  1. go to Ikea- I know, I know, Ikea on a Sunday? It’s a total circus! NOT ON THIS SUNDAY!
  2. go to The Mall- again, like Ikea, the malls all over America are ghost towns today.
  3. grocery shopping is so convenient and easy right now.. you should totally go to the grocery store.
  4. take a two hour nap (that’s what I just did, but I do this on most Sundays).
  5. go to LA or NYC and drive around and enjoy the lack of traffic for one whole day!
  6. read a book or something.
  7. literally anything else.

Super Bowl Sunday is the one day that comes around every year when I feel like I could really get shit done, but in all honesty, I’ll probably just go back to that nap I mentioned earlier.

A Blu(mer) Christmas

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And just like that, Christmas is in two days… This time of year is known for its ability to fly by, but it seemed to go by even faster this time around. Maybe it’s because we never drank hot toddies and listened to holiday music or decorated the house while the Netflix Fireplace burned in the background. We kept the decor to a minimum this year because a) we somehow misplaced the bin containing most of the ornaments, stockings, etc. and b) our cats decided they like to mess everything up anyway. This is our first Christmas as a married couple! It may be a milestone, but the only thing that’ll really be different is we’ll get to sleep in the same bed at Joel’s parent’s house on Christmas Eve… IT’S A BIG DEAL FOR US.

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One pretty cool thing that we (98% Joel) made this year was a gingerbread house version of Frank Lloyd Wright’s Falling Water. His family used to enter (and win!) gingerbread house making contests all the time and they’ve got some pretty mad skills (shameless family brag)! As I watched him build the model first out of cardboard and duct tape (the graham cracker was adhered to the cardboard because we don’t play by any of society’s rules in this house, damn it) I kept telling him that maybe he should have been an architect, he coulda been a contender. His talents know no bounds. He’s kind of the best.

A great, new tradition of ours is to go to the cute, tiny theatre down the street that plays Christmas movies and watch our favorite one, Die Hard. They serve beer there so everyone gets good and rowdy. We went on Saturday night and I wore the big faux fur coat I’m wearing in the pictures above and when Joel came downstairs, he asked me why I was dressed like Martha Wayne aka Batman’s dead mom.

We’re kicking Christmas weekend off by heading to Emo Karaoke tonight! It really is the most wonderful time of the year and I hope you all have the happiest of holidays! BYEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

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A tree destroyed by kittens