Monday Morning Madness: A Coffee Makeover. {Humanitarian Style}

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We can pretend like we don’t drink coffee like it’s water, but it would probably be a lie. Coffee shops are in abundance, and I preferably would like to try all of them. However, I do like to pretend I’m in little cafes, writing, on the reg’- so it’s nice to mock their style…at home. It’s also a must in this house that coffee is the following; wonderfully sweet (without nasty health-breaking refined sugar), supporting the ‘locals’ (buy your beans from a cool shop in your neighborhood!), and a milk that brings some positive vibes to your bod (Sunflower milk anyone?)…

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I’ll Be Drinking Water, Like I’m Daisy.

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{well, we’ll pretend he’s drinking water, p.s…I loved The (*new age) Great Gatsby this weekend!, did you?}

Water. Such a simple and classic choice. However, I know these days beverage choices are like wonderful promises of new beginnings- wonderful, ‘slimmer’, ‘I’ll-be-fucking-gorgeous-after-I drink-this’, beginnings. Don’t act like you have never bought a trendy drink, either. You have, just admit it to yourself. ‘Energy’, ‘fat-burning’, ‘detoxing’, ‘hydrating’, the list is endless, really. Companies are getting very creative in their marketing themes when it comes to making you choose the ‘skinny choice’. We’d be lying to ourselves if we didn’t think they have an image of an ideal consumer/target market, in mind- and that’s why I use the term ‘skinny’. Most times they successfully bombard us with ‘healthy’ labeling that disguises the fact most bottles, for instance, equal two servings. In other words, if you see that the nutrition label does, indeed, specify that there is more than one serving, multiply that sugar content, love. That’s a lot of sugar for one drink. So yesterday, in ode to my longing for summer and my anger at sneaky beverage companies, I broke out the BIG guns mason jars and sliced fresh watermelon to jazz up my ‘drinking experience’. Take that! Yes, I probably even (sadly) softly spoke that statement under my breath. The funny thing is, it’s kind of amazing how much of a difference it makes to spice up your routine of simply drinking…water. We Pinterest that shit all the time, but do we actually do it? I must admit- it’s a nice touch. A little bit of ‘wonderful’ in its’ simplicity. Not to mention I sort of pretended I was Daisy from The Great Gatsby, because I’m lavish and I’m having an affair with Leonardo DiCaprio, and I drink my water with neatly cut up watermelon to infuse it, and it’s wonderful. Do it! xoxo.

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Pretty Simple: DIY Surf Spray for Beach-Ready Hair.

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So. You’re walking through the store and you see that lovely, pricey, bottle of hair spray that promises sea salty, beach-y, summer scented, good-for-your-hair coconut oil, drenched tresses. It’s a serious moment. Hell, you might as well call it a phase.  Everything stops, you have a choice;

It’s that time of year again- you’re truly willing to throw basically anything out the window (job, rent, car, significant other, you know, etc.) in order to spend the summer like some carefree bohemian 20something with long hair and the golden sun shining off your skin (‘Who am I kidding?’, you think, ‘That IS me!’). All things California, Hawaii, coastal-inspired are pretty much the definition of your life, in fact, you’re basically a resident in every state that has a fucking beach because that’s how fucking free your spirit is. And, when it comes to being a free spirit there are essentials, in this case…salty, wavy, beach bum hair to truly live the part. Yes, that time.maybeb&bprettysimple

So, ‘That’s it!’, you think. It will make me feel better and look better and life will be great- a treat to myself. Plus, I’ll have beach hair to go perfectly with the Tan Towels I just bought (you know I’m talking to you, but that’s another post). Anyway, you buy Bumble and Bumble’s Surf Spray, and you know you’ve basically just bought the beach in a bottle. Life is sweet, and nothing can touch you. Even when you go to work tomorrow, you’ll smell like a tropical paradise, A TROPICAL BEACH GODDESS PARADISE (Fuck yes!). Oh, p.s., if you’re a guy reading this, I couldn’t make this up if I tried, we really do think certain products have the ability to be this life changing…it’s true. Anyway, you’re about to spray the hell(lll) out of that miracle-in-a-bottle and sit in your apartment knowing your life is pretty much amazing at this point. That beach is basically in your non-existent backyard by now. You made that choice, girl…and you’re stoked.

Please keep in mind the following, however:

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Bumble and Bumble Surf Spray

Ingredients: 

Water, Magnesium Sulfate, Macrocystis Pyrifera (Kelp) Extract, Ascophyllum Nodosum Extract, Isoceteth-20, Citric Acid, PPG-5-Ceteth-20, Phenoxyethanol, Potassium Sorbate, Citronellol, Alpha-Isomethyl Ionone, Hydroxyisohexyl 3-Cyclohexene Carboxaldehyde, Linalool, Limonene, Hexyl Cinnamal, Butylphenyl Methylpropional, Fragrance.

The above ingredients are just…not. Hence, this post. Here’s a much cheaper alternative, that’s natural, and actually beach hair-worthy.

Style: "Penutbutter and Blueberries"

All you need is the above/love. However, the water needs to be hot enough for the salt to dissolve in the beginning, that’s about the hardest part. After the salt is down, you just put it in a cool bottle and shake it up, my loves. I really try to stress that the key here is the quality of the ingredients that you buy. For instance, you want raw, young, coconut oil because it’s in its’ purest state/unrefined, and therefore better for your hair- or if you like, you can even use this on your skin. I also think it’s definitely ideal to use Harmless Harvest’s coconut water in this recipe because again, they use raw, young, coconuts that are never heated in the process which causes it to smell AMAZING (which is kind of weird because it’s a drink, but whatever). I like to add some vanilla drops to mine sometimes, too.

You can add anything else you like to the mix (like more pink salt for added volume boosts to your hair), but I usually prefer its’ simplicity.

That’s it dears, see you at the beach (or the office, ya’ know, whichever).

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xoxo, The P&P.

Well Hello Beautiful, Again.

Okay, so, you know when you visit a blog and you’re like,

“Hey, you know, I think I’ll visit this blog again!”…and…3 weeks later (after constant check-ups to see if anything new is posted) you’re just all, “Well this person must have fallen off a cliff.” Yea…

that’s been me in all aspects of my life lately, my lovely readers, and quite obviously on my blog. My “WTF?!” moments have been rather…frequent.

Funny thing is I HATE when that happens to a blog I end up liking (I’ll say this in hopes you just have fallen utterly in love with this lovely space) 😉 . It’s just a big tease, a let down, a blind date gone horribly astray- where he smiles and you realize he’s wearing braces, and in the haze of his mouth moving, starts talking about his pet cat named “George” that he put socks on in the winter to keep him warm. Ironically enough, of course, I said when I started this blog that I wouldn’t post religiously and then out of the blue sky leave everything in some blue mist with no sign as to where I went.

Oh, but that’s la vie I must remind myself. We tend to go missing at times, certainly this girl. Bless my heart (in my best southern dialect).

Anyhow, with MIA sessions, I suppose there are things to chatter about. For one, my matter of living establishments in Charlotte, NC have taken a drastic turn in the past few weeks. I think there is a certain sugary, charming, glaze over this city (and is a dear, dear, place to me in some aspects), but it’s just not what I’m looking for at this point.

I have officially deemed that I can only accept my living quarters in two very specific ways; 1. Concrete jungle, where there are glorious amounts of rhythm and vibes of untouchably, touchable, glamour- with great big sides of absolute craziness; 2. Leafy mountains with mellow vibes and tiny coffee shops filled with humbling people who read things like witches almanacs or completely content talking about their astrology signs or true karma for six hours. I completely intend on being in one of those places in some certainly soon future.

Tell me I’m not alone in this want as of late? I hate when places become stale and I’m addicted to change. Loving where you live is quite a big appeal to me. Any cool places you lovelies think would be worth a moment of my life? 🙂 I hope everyone has been doing wonderful! Update me on your lives!

xoxo, Laura.