NYC Weekend - Trendy? or Fashion Flop?

So I'm going to NYC this weekend to visit some friends who moved up there last year annnnnnddd  I feel like I have NOTHING to wear.  I mean, I have clothes, but nothing that screams, "HEY I'M COOL!  I'M ALL NYC AND TRENDY!"  My clothes scream, "I have a ton of crap that I don't know how to match, but I some how throw it together and it looks good (most of which comes out to of the dirty laundry -- it's okay, I smell it first)".  

So, anyways, I went on Polyvore and decided to come up with what I thought looked NYC and trendy.  This is what I came up with...

I think I might have a few of these things laying around (maybe not the exact name brand, but a good knockoff).  

So, after all of my research (which was about a good hour on Pinterest and Polyvore) I have decided that anything black is the way to go.  So I will be filling my over night bag with anything that makes me look Emo.  Also, I found that the staples to any outfit are a beanie, some simple black shades, and some weird jewelry.  Also, if you find a shirt with a random word on it you are GOLDEN!  

Alright fellow bloggers...wish me luck!  I promise to post pics of my fashion fail when I return.

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Food Snob

So...I have to admit, I've become a food snob lately.  How can I help it though?  I'm spoiled.  My fiance cooks for me all the time.  And by cook, I don't mean my version of bake.  He does everything from scratch.  No MSG in his food.  So when I have prepared foods, I make this weird ewwwwy face.  I can taste the chemicals and added sugars and sodium.

Yes, this is my ewwwwy face.

I won't eat at McDonald's or most fast food chains for that matter.  I think their food tastes horrible.  Starbucks lattes are waaaaay too sweet for me, and I have trouble finishing any dessert.

Now don't get me wrong, sometimes I do have craving for things that have no nutritional value at all.  Things that I'm pretty sure aren't even food.  Like Hot Fries.  I loooove Hot Fries.  And when I get a craving for them, I eat them.  While eating them, I wonder why I'm eating them.  They don't taste that great, and have no real food in them, but I want them (I'm pretty sure this is part of my food addiction I am still struggling with). 

I guess...for now... you can call me...a hypocrite.

House Wife

So I have to admit, I love being a house wife.  I love the days I get to work from home and clean the house, prepare dinner, and surprise my fiance.  Today I am baking cookies.

Yes, cookies out of a tub are considered baking.
You do have to bake them...RIGHT?!

 I'm not just baking cookies to surprise him with a delicious treat when he comes home though, I want the house to smell amazing.  You know, that "I just baked something" smell.  Good thing my Joe Corbie's order just came in at work.  I'm not the best baker in the world.  Actually, I'm not good at all.  Baking is alot like chemistry.  You have to follow the recipe exactly how it states, or you will find yourself having an epic fail.  Luckily for me, chemistry and baking aren't' exactly the same.  If I screw up following the recipe in baking I won't end up blowing anything up, or melting my skin off with acid.  (Side note:  I'm good at the analytical side of chemistry...I'm too impatient for the applied side.  Which explains my baking skills) 

Welp all...WISH ME LUCK!