Things I Dislike

Hi TWIMOers. Once again I apologize for not being around. I think my dreams of TWMIO making the big time are slowly waning, but in an attempt to remain positive in other aspects of my life I’m going to use TWIMO as my platform for complaining about things that currently irk me.

1) People with jobs. J/K. Okay kinda kidding. In truth all of you working people don’t really annoy me, but I’m jealous. Really jealous. And starting to wonder what is wrong with me. Verdict: I love you anyway.

2) Over the Knee Boots. I’m sorry. I know these are the “hot” new thing right now, but quite frankly I think they make people look like hookers. Once again maybe this is a subliminal jealous streak, because I’m pretty sure those boots wouldn’t get up over my chubby knees. No, that's not it, they really just look like hooker boots. Verdict: Skip this trend peeps. Save your money and send it to me at the Save the Sarah Foundation.

Case in point. Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman.

3) Glitter Nail Polish. Apparently this trend has made it full circle circa 1996 as I recently saw that OPI was advertising a new glittered nail enamel collection. Now I know it might seem cool, but think really hard. Channel Hanson and the Backstreet Boys and remember how HARD that stuff was to get OFF. Verdict: Glitter is meant for christmas ornaments and preschool craft projects, not your fingers.


*Side note. I heard a rumor that Justin Bieber is making a line of nail polish. This makes me want to barf, especially if it has glitter in it. Blech....

4) Wine-o Painting Studios. Do you know what I’m talking about? In Atlanta at least these places are popping up like the plague. Basically you pay money for a painting lesson and can bring alcoholic beverages with you to sip on while you paint. Hence why many of these establishments have the name “Sips and Strokes.” Now really I do think this sounds like fun (a bunch of girlfriends, vino, and paint), but the artist in me can’t see forking over at least $35 to paint a picture that looks like bad hotel art (because you have to follow along with the instructor). Please look at the link to one of these place’s calendars and see what I mean. Verdict: I’m going to leave these places to the novice painter and buy myself a bottle of three buck chuck and sip and stoke my way to a REAL masterpiece.

*I just read this and realize what a huge snob I sound like. Oh well... I paid a lot of money to be an art school snob.

5) Extremely boring book club books. If you didn’t know, I recently joined a book club (the Scarlet O’Hannahs (you will only get this if you’re a DG)) through the Atlanta Delta Gamma Alumnae chapter, aka my favorite things, books, learning, and sorority girls! So I went to the first installment in October where we read The Six Wives of Henry VIII by Alison Weir. I go to B&N to purchase the book thinking oh yay! something like The Other Boleyn Girl. No. Not quite. The book is not fiction, could be used as a weapon as it weighs 5lbs, and is 500+ pages long. Regardless, it actually was pretty good and the conversation that ensued was entertaining. The leader is writing a book on the lessons modern women can learn from the six wives, so she wanted us modern women to give our opinions. This month’s book is killing me though. It’s called Revolutionaries (like the men who founded America) by Jack Rakove and it is boring. Like makes me want to put a bayonet through my eye. I ask you where is the chick lit? Where are the fun, imagination jogging fiction books? This is a SORORITY book club for gosh sakes (disclaimer: not that sorority girls are only chick lit readers. The members of this club are very successful, intelligent women) Verdict: I’m going to book club with only half the book read. I just can’t take G.Washington’s antics anymore unless he starts drinking a martini and puts on a pair of Manolos.

So there you have it. Things that annoy me. Remember I have a lot of time to think about such things. So if you’re feeling down and out focus on the positive and blog about the negative because the world is your oyster.