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25 Jun 23:56

Texas Senator Lady Yammers On About Abortion For 13 Hours, Probably On The Rag (Updated)

by Doktor Zoom

Still StandingUpdate: It is over, and the goons appear to have won. The filibuster is over. See update at end of post.

Tonight, Dear Wonkers,  this filibusterin’ Texas Senate lady, state Sen. Wendy Davis, will prove whether ladies’ bladders are as wee as their brains. Sen. Davis is our newest nominee for Legislative Badass of the Year, and we are rooting for her and her silly lost cause of preserving women’s control over their own bodies. If only she can keep control over her little lady bladder, at least.

We would call it Nice Time, but it’s more like Cliffhanger Time. Is there a livestream? Yes, there is a livestream.

Yesterday, we introduced you to the evil house counterpart of Sen. Davis, Texas state Rep Jodie Laubenberg, the idiot sponsor of the incredibly restrictive abortion bill that Davis is talking about. Rep. Laubenberg, you’ll recall, thinks that a rape kit is a magic womb-cleanser, and brings similar logic to the issue of abortion: if Texas merely makes getting a legal abortion next to impossible, women will suddenly stop having abortions, right? And so the bill that passed the Texas House yesterday would bring Mississippi-style restrictions to Texas: a ban on all abortions after 20 weeks, plus new requirements that clinics be certified as “ambulatory surgical centers” and their doctors have admitting privileges at a hospital within 30 miles. If this abomination passes the Senate, all but 5 of Texas’s 47 existing clinics would have to close.

And so, on to the badassery:  Sen. Davis has taken on the challenge of filibustering the bill for thirteen hours, until the scheduled end of the special legislative session at midnight Texas time. As this post goes up, she’s more than halfway through the ordeal, with roughly 6 hours to go, and we hope, for her sake and Texas women’s sake, that she can keep going. (Do we want to speculate on whether she has taken extra precautions? Depends! HA-HA, pee joke!)  If a post from a mommy warblog can be of any help. Sen. Davis, we are all pulling for you.

And this is old-fashioned, stay talking until you win or fall down filibustering. As Gawker notes, Texas’s filibuster rules are pretty strict:

This will be no easy task: Senate rules require all filibustering lawmakers to remain standing for the entire duration of their speech — forbidding them from so much as leaning against a desk.

Davis is allowed to take questions from fellow Democrats, giving her time to rest her voice, but can’t leave the podium for any reason.

To ensure she had sufficient material to speak for 13 hours straight, Davis asked women who have undergone abortions to send her their story “so I can tell it from the Senate floor.”

Sen. Davis is still going strong at hour seven-and-then-some. Yr. Wonkette will check in with occasional updates tonight, and if she can keep going, by golly we will livebloog the final hour of the filibuster, too, starting at midnight EDT. Thanks to all the tipsters who have been yelling at us, we are on it!

Update, 8:35 pm  Sen. Davis has received two warnings for Points Of Order; we will crib explanations from Becca Aaronson with the Texas Tribune’s liveblog:

[6:59 p.m. EDT] As state Sen. Wendy Davis, D-Fort Worth passed the potential halfway mark of her 13-hour filibuster of Senate Bill 5, state Sen. Robert Nichols, R-Jacksonville, rose and made multiple attempts to call point of orders that her speech was not germane to the bill.

Lt. Gov. David Dewhurst ruled that discussion of Planned Parenthood’s budget was not germane to SB 5 and issued a warning.

There’s a three strikes, you’re out precedent in the Senate that allows senators two warnings about staying germane to the bill topic. On the third strike, a simple majority of the Senate can vote to end debate and the senator must yield the floor.

and then, later, after another senator assisted Davis with putting on a back brace:

[8:27: pm EDT] If state Sen. Wendy Davis, D-Fort Worth receives one more point of order, her attempt to filibuster on Senate Bill 5 will be over.

Davis received her second warning when the senate voted 17 to 11 to sustain a point of order called by state Sen. Tommy Williams, R-The Woodlands on Davis for receiving assistance to put on a back brace.

“A filibuster is an endurance contest and it’s to be made unaided and unassisted,” Williams said in defense of the point of order.

The Republican majority in the Texas Senate is going to do everything they possibly can to stop Davis; we may have to invent whole new categories of legislative Shitmuffin awards for these jerks.

Second Update, 11:15 EDT: The filibuster has crashed and burned with a third and final point of order, which was called when Sen. Davis mentioned a 2011 law that also was designed to make life in Texas hell for women.  Again, the explanation from the Texas Tribune’s Becca Aaronson:

[11:07 EDT] The Senate Bill 5 filibuster is over. The Democrats, led by state Sen. Wendy Davis, D-Fort Worth, have lost after she talked for more than 11 hours, nearly continuously, in an effort to kill abortion legislation.

State Sen. Donna Campbell, R-San Antonio, jumped to her feet to call a point of order on Davis when she began discussing the impact of the 2011 abortion sonogram law in Texas.

Davis tried to argue that her discussion of the impact of that law was germane, because the abortion restrictions in SB 5 would be coupled with the sonogram requirements. But that argument didn’t stick.

“After going over what people heard as far as discussion, Sen, Campbell your point of order iswell taken and is sustained,” said Dewhurst.

Davis’ third violation of the Senate’s filibuster rules came just before the filibuster countdown hit the two-hour mark. Now, the Senate can vote to end the filibuster and likely a vote on SB 5.

“Let her speak,” the audience in the gallery chanted. Despite multiple attempts, Dewhurst struggled to bring the chamber to order. State troopers have begun forcing everyone in the Senate gallery to exit the chamber.

The Democrats are attempting to debate the decision to sustain that third point of order, but we are not going to get our hopes up.

[Gawker / Filibuster Livestream by The Texas Tribune]

09 May 17:45

Depression Part Two

by Allie
I remember being endlessly entertained by the adventures of my toys. Some days they died repeated, violent deaths, other days they traveled to space or discussed my swim lessons and how I absolutely should be allowed in the deep end of the pool, especially since I was such a talented doggy-paddler.

I didn't understand why it was fun for me, it just was.

But as I grew older, it became harder and harder to access that expansive imaginary space that made my toys fun. I remember looking at them and feeling sort of frustrated and confused that things weren't the same.

I played out all the same story lines that had been fun before, but the meaning had disappeared. Horse's Big Space Adventure transformed into holding a plastic horse in the air, hoping it would somehow be enjoyable for me. Prehistoric Crazy-Bus Death Ride was just smashing a toy bus full of dinosaurs into the wall while feeling sort of bored and unfulfilled.  I could no longer connect to my toys in a way that allowed me to participate in the experience.

Depression feels almost exactly like that, except about everything.

At first, though, the invulnerability that accompanied the detachment was exhilarating. At least as exhilarating as something can be without involving real emotions.

The beginning of my depression had been nothing but feelings, so the emotional deadening that followed was a welcome relief.  I had always wanted to not give a fuck about anything. I viewed feelings as a weakness — annoying obstacles on my quest for total power over myself. And I finally didn't have to feel them anymore.

But my experiences slowly flattened and blended together until it became obvious that there's a huge difference between not giving a fuck and not being able to give a fuck. Cognitively, you might know that different things are happening to you, but they don't feel very different.

Which leads to horrible, soul-decaying boredom.

I tried to get out more, but most fun activities just left me existentially confused or frustrated with my inability to enjoy them.

Months oozed by, and I gradually came to accept that maybe enjoyment was not a thing I got to feel anymore. I didn't want anyone to know, though. I was still sort of uncomfortable about how bored and detached I felt around other people, and I was still holding out hope that the whole thing would spontaneously work itself out. As long as I could manage to not alienate anyone, everything might be okay!

However, I could no longer rely on genuine emotion to generate facial expressions, and when you have to spend every social interaction consciously manipulating your face into shapes that are only approximately the right ones, alienating people is inevitable.

Everyone noticed.

It's weird for people who still have feelings to be around depressed people. They try to help you have feelings again so things can go back to normal, and it's frustrating for them when that doesn't happen. From their perspective, it seems like there has got to be some untapped source of happiness within you that you've simply lost track of, and if you could just see how beautiful things are...

At first, I'd try to explain that it's not really negativity or sadness anymore, it's more just this detached, meaningless fog where you can't feel anything about anything — even the things you love, even fun things — and you're horribly bored and lonely, but since you've lost your ability to connect with any of the things that would normally make you feel less bored and lonely, you're stuck in the boring, lonely, meaningless void without anything to distract you from how boring, lonely, and meaningless it is.

But people want to help. So they try harder to make you feel hopeful and positive about the situation. You explain it again, hoping they'll try a less hope-centric approach, but re-explaining your total inability to experience joy inevitably sounds kind of negative; like maybe you WANT to be depressed. The positivity starts coming out in a spray — a giant, desperate happiness sprinkler pointed directly at your face. And it keeps going like that until you're having this weird argument where you're trying to convince the person that you are far too hopeless for hope just so they'll give up on their optimism crusade and let you go back to feeling bored and lonely by yourself.

And that's the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn't always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn't even something — it's nothing. And you can't combat nothing. You can't fill it up. You can't cover it. It's just there, pulling the meaning out of everything. That being the case, all the hopeful, proactive solutions start to sound completely insane in contrast to the scope of the problem.

It would be like having a bunch of dead fish, but no one around you will acknowledge that the fish are dead. Instead, they offer to help you look for the fish or try to help you figure out why they disappeared.

The problem might not even have a solution. But you aren't necessarily looking for solutions. You're maybe just looking for someone to say "sorry about how dead your fish are" or "wow, those are super dead. I still like you, though."

I started spending more time alone.

Perhaps it was because I lacked the emotional depth necessary to panic, or maybe my predicament didn't feel dramatic enough to make me suspicious, but I somehow managed to convince myself that everything was still under my control right up until I noticed myself wishing that nothing loved me so I wouldn't feel obligated to keep existing.

It's a strange moment when you realize that you don't want to be alive anymore. If I had feelings, I'm sure I would have felt surprised. I have spent the vast majority of my life actively attempting to survive. Ever since my most distant single-celled ancestor squiggled into existence, there has been an unbroken chain of things that wanted to stick around.

Yet there I was, casually wishing that I could stop existing in the same way you'd want to leave an empty room or mute an unbearably repetitive noise.

That wasn't the worst part, though. The worst part was deciding to keep going.

When I say that deciding to not kill myself was the worst part, I should clarify that I don't mean it in a retrospective sense. From where I am now, it seems like a solid enough decision. But at the time, it felt like I had been dragging myself through the most miserable, endless wasteland, and — far in the distance — I had seen the promising glimmer of a slightly less miserable wasteland. And for just a moment, I thought maybe I'd be able to stop and rest. But as soon as I arrived at the border of the less miserable wasteland, I found out that I'd have to turn around and walk back the other way.

Soon afterward, I discovered that there's no tactful or comfortable way to inform other people that you might be suicidal. And there's definitely no way to ask for help casually.

I didn't want it to be a big deal. However, it's an alarming subject. Trying to be nonchalant about it just makes it weird for everyone.

I was also extremely ill-prepared for the position of comforting people. The things that seemed reassuring at the time weren't necessarily comforting for others.

I had so very few feelings, and everyone else had so many, and it felt like they were having all of them in front of me at once. I didn't really know what to do, so I agreed to see a doctor so that everyone would stop having all of their feelings at me.

The next few weeks were a haze of talking to relentlessly hopeful people about my feelings that didn't exist so I could be prescribed medication that might help me have them again.

And every direction was bullshit for a really long time, especially up. The absurdity of working so hard to continue doing something you don't like can be overwhelming. And the longer it takes to feel different, the more it starts to seem like everything might actually be hopeless bullshit.

My feelings did start to return eventually. But not all of them came back, and they didn't arrive symmetrically.

I had not been able to care for a very long time, and when I finally started being able to care about things again, I HATED them. But hatred is technically a feeling, and my brain latched onto it like a child learning a new word.

Hating everything made all the positivity and hope feel even more unpalatable. The syrupy, over-simplified optimism started to feel almost offensive.

Thankfully, I rediscovered crying just before I got sick of hating things.  I call this emotion "crying" and not "sadness" because that's all it really was. Just crying for the sake of crying. My brain had partially learned how to be sad again, but it took the feeling out for a joy ride before it had learned how to use the brakes or steer.

At some point during this phase, I was crying on the kitchen floor for no reason. As was common practice during bouts of floor-crying, I was staring straight ahead at nothing in particular and feeling sort of weird about myself. Then, through the film of tears and nothingness, I spotted a tiny, shriveled piece of corn under the refrigerator.

I don't claim to know why this happened, but when I saw the piece of corn, something snapped. And then that thing twisted through a few permutations of logic that I don't understand, and produced the most confusing bout of uncontrollable, debilitating laughter that I have ever experienced.

I had absolutely no idea what was going on.

My brain had apparently been storing every unfelt scrap of happiness from the last nineteen months, and it had impulsively decided to unleash all of it at once in what would appear to be an act of vengeance.

That piece of corn is the funniest thing I have ever seen, and I cannot explain to anyone why it's funny. I don't even know why. If someone ever asks me "what was the exact moment where things started to feel slightly less shitty?" instead of telling a nice, heartwarming story about the support of the people who loved and believed in me, I'm going to have to tell them about the piece of corn. And then I'm going to have to try to explain that no, really, it was funny. Because, see, the way the corn was sitting on the floor... it was so alone... and it was just sitting there! And no matter how I explain it, I'll get the same, confused look. So maybe I'll try to show them the piece of corn - to see if they get it. They won't. Things will get even weirder.

Anyway, I wanted to end this on a hopeful, positive note, but, seeing as how my sense of hope and positivity is still shrouded in a thick layer of feeling like hope and positivity are bullshit, I'll just say this: Nobody can guarantee that it's going to be okay, but — and I don't know if this will be comforting to anyone else — the possibility exists that there's a piece of corn on a floor somewhere that will make you just as confused about why you are laughing as you have ever been about why you are depressed. And even if everything still seems like hopeless bullshit, maybe it's just pointless bullshit or weird bullshit or possibly not even bullshit.

I don't know. 

But when you're concerned that the miserable, boring wasteland in front of you might stretch all the way into forever, not knowing feels strangely hope-like. 

08 May 23:09

Watch A Bunch Of Killer Whales Chase A Boat, Give A Couple The Thrill Of A Lifetime

by Stacy Lambe

A pod of killer whales surprised Rich and Laura, a couple celebrating their 20th wedding anniversary, when the giant orcas decided to surf in the wake of their boat off the coast of Mexico. The thrilling encounter was all caught on camera, and while the experience is surely enough to make “Jack Hanna eat your heart out,” the best part is how many times the woman in the video screams — channeling her inner woo girl, she hilariously hollers each time an orca appears. Enough times that you could make a drinking game out of it. Enjoy.

In her defense, it’s a pretty badass sight.

(Via Towleroad)

The post Watch A Bunch Of Killer Whales Chase A Boat, Give A Couple The Thrill Of A Lifetime appeared first on UPROXX.

08 May 04:37

This GIF of Jennifer Lawrence Photobombing Sarah Jessica Parker Just Got Perfection Pregnant

by Dustin Rowles


From last night's MET Gala (via Uproxx)

Here's more JLaw from the event.




03 May 23:47


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30 Apr 19:37

I Love Love Love When a Guy Rolls Up His Button-Down Sleeves

by (Anna)
From Samantha, who digs a rolled-up sleeve, mmkay?:
Rolled up sleeves just bellow, “I’m a business dude who also likes to kick it.” I imagine him rollin’ ‘em up while in a stressful office discussion regarding spreadsheets or this quarter’s sales reports. Or maybe we’re sitting outside some crappy bar and the sun is streaming a ray of helpful sunshine down on him and is all, “I’ve got your back, girl” and thanks to the heat, he’s forced to roll them up and give me a peek at what I’m working with: Hairy arms? Not so hairy? Strong and strapping? Floppier than cold spagetti? I’ve GOT TO KNOW.  
I'm telling you, ladies love rolled up sleeves! It's like catnip
Not to mention, I’m dutifully impressed when a dude wears a button-down when it’s hot out. Like he wants to dress to impress and you know, not just throw an old band t-shirt on for a date. And the best part is that he’s forced to roll his sleeves up, so his forearms aren’t punished in the heat. And then that just leaves me as the one sweating it out, because those forearms are making me all hot and not bothered. Oh, not at all.  
A rolled down sleeve is just a cockblock between me and those forearms. I mean sure I could just coyly squeeze his arm when he makes a "Parks and Rec" reference or says how he hopes I don’t mind his futon or whatever. 
I could even just wait until we’ve had enough beers to make it back to the bedroom, but I CANNOT STAND THE SUSPENSE. What if I get him all the way home for the big reveal and the universe says “Surprise! He shaves his arms! Gotcha, bitch!” and I have to feign being sick over too many craft beers to hide my disappointment? I can’t take that risk!
I hear ya, sister. Nothing makes me wanna fling my off Old Navy dress faster than seeing a man flex his strong-ass arms as he grips the remote control to flip to a new episode of "Chefs Wanted with Anne Burrell" or some other Food Network bullshit.
23 Apr 17:57

Roundup: Cupcake Ideas

by (Katie (Lemon Jitters))

Confession: I am a terrible cook. Mostly because I dislike cooking. My husband tries to convince me that it is just crafting in the kitchen but I'm not buying it.
However, I do like to bake. Probably because baking leads to such pretty end results AND I have a
raging sweet tooth. I really want to learn how to make pretty cupcakes so I've rounded up some ideas. 

I chose these first three for their pretty frosting techniques. I prefer an attractive cupcake to the most delicious one. I'll take a normal tasting cupcake (which is so yummy anyway) with a really cute topping.
1// No-fail cupcakes by The Crafting Chicks 2// Mum cupcakes by Running Blonde 3// Cupcake decorating by Niner Bakes
The next three have great recipes! I could use some blueberries in my cupcakes and all of these recipes provide that fresh blueberry taste! Plus they are pretty. 
Lastly, these DIY toppers are super cute. As I said earlier, the whole point of me making a cupcake is to make it cute. These toppers do just that. 

This frosting color guide by Food Network, as seen on Handmade Charlotte, is AMAZING. If I ever needed an excuse to make cupcakes, trying the colors in this chart is just that.

Now I desperately want to make cupcakes. I usually wait for an event but I think I'll make them just because. :)
15 Apr 23:49


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15 Apr 18:38

"The Way Way Back" Trailer: Hey Steve Carell, Make More Movies Like This, Please!

by Jodi Clager

The Way, Way Back is the first directorial effort of Nat Faxon and Jim Rash (The Descendents). You may also know Jim Rash as "Community's" Dean Pelton. He also has a role in the movie, along with his co-director Nat Faxon, who you may know as Ben from "Ben and Kate." They are very good writers. I'm sure they'll make very good directors.

The film follows the shy, 14-year-old Duncan (Liam James) and the friendship he forms with water park manager Owen (Sam Rockwell). Did I make that sound inappropriate? It's not. I mean the two are just friends. Anyway, Toni Collete plays Duncan's mother and Steve Carrell plays her boyfriend.

This is the movie that people like Steve Carell and Sam Rockwell should be making. Good movies, with heart and sweetness and FEELS, and without studio-contrived magic shows and schticky accents. Everyone in Hollywood. Stop. Pay attention. More like this, please.

15 Apr 18:08

We're All Marshmallows: Rob Thomas Thanks "Veronica Mars" Movie Project Supporters

by Sarah Carlson

Surrounded by fans, "Veronica Mars" creator Rob Thomas counted down the last hours of his record-breaking Kickstarter campaign Friday night in Austin at Dog & Duck Pub. Worldwide, 91,585 fans donated $5.7 million to The Veronica Mars Movie Project to fund a movie based on the TV show, and in Austin, hundreds of supporters gathered to cheer when the clock ran down to zero and the promise of a Mars movie became that much more real.

I went with a friend and took this video of his thank you speech, in which he is effusive and genuine in his gratitude. (Sorry for the weird movements; my arm got tired around the 2:10 mark.)

Thomas talked with fans for hours, shaking hands and posing for pictures and discussing all things "Veronica." At one point, he asked the crowd trivia questions with the winners taking home Slave Rats caps. (Sample questions: Meg and Duncan's baby was given two names -- what were they? What was Veronica's score on her Private Eye exam? What were Sheriff Lamb's last words? Thomas referred to the latter as one of the "stupidest" things they ever did, presumably referring to the words.) Attendees also could take home Mars Investigations koozies, and the laminated "Neptune High School Cafeteria" menus the pub printed for the night were handy for autographs.

The biggest surprise was an appearance by Jason Dohring (LOGAN) who, bless him, stood patiently for hours, taking pictures and being amazingly sweet and attentive. (The line to meet him was long, y'all, and his eye contact once you got to shake his hand was jarring, I won't lie. And the gal behind me in line had the best idea ever: She asked him to gaze at her for a picture. And he did:


The laid-back atmosphere was perfect for the event -- just a bunch of fans gathering to celebrate accomplishing something impressive regarding something they all love. When I thanked Thomas for coming out and meeting with everyone, he laughed and said it was a job he didn't mind -- having people be nice to him for hours. No one was there to complain or tell him he sucks. We were there to thank him, and he was there to thank us. This kind of support and collaboration matters, and is game-changing, as Thomas told Wired: "I think it will be an important pioneer for a certain type of film. I'm not convinced that this will revolutionize how most movies get made, but I think there's an opportunity now for projects that are similar to ours -- that have some bit of public support behind it before they launch on Kickstarter ... For something like 'Veronica Mars,' where there's a bit of a cult following and people are really emotionally invested in it, I do think this is a new avenue. There is no other way that this movie was going to get made."

Thomas promised one more thing Friday night: the wait for the movie won't be long. Then the responsibility will be ours again: to go and see it. Several times.

Sarah Carlson is a TV Critic for Pajiba. She lives in San Antonio. You can find her on Twitter.

12 Apr 06:26

18 Kickass Illustrated Responses To Street Harassment

Responding to street harassment can be scary and frustrating. These illustrated responses take it on with humor and verve.

The swift sword maneuver.

The swift sword maneuver.

Art by Kruzz.


The silent but deadly approach.

The silent but deadly approach.

Art by Princess Walnut, quote from Vicjy Kapoor.


The friendly reminders around the neighborhood approach.

The friendly reminders around the neighborhood approach.

Art by Tatyana Fazlalizadeh.

Source:  /  via:

The kill them with their own crazy approach.

The kill them with their own crazy approach.


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12 Apr 06:20

Pod-crushes: The Crushes Brought To You By and Listeners Like You

by Courtney Enlow

Podcrushes are a special type of crush. For podcast denizens such as we, these crushes transcend appearance, and are based solely upon personality (or, persona, at the very least). It's all a lot like that time Zack Morris fell for the girl in the wheelchair he'd only heard on the phone. It's not that we want to date them, necessarily; rather, we want to be their best friends, hang out with them and eat Pizza Rolls, discuss whether or not "Bates Motel" is effectively filling that "American Horror Story" insanity void, and, you know, if Mantzoukas wanted to get handsy, no big deal, that's just where the friendship went naturally.

Anyway, here they are.

Janet Varney -- "The JV Club"

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Tom Cavanagh -- "Mike and Tom Eat Snacks"


Scott Mosier -- "SModcast"


Jason Mantzoukas -- "How Did This Get Made?"


Vanessa Ragland & Cole Stratton -- "Pop My Culture" (seen here with a similarly crush-worthy Erinn Hayes)


Dave Anthony & Greg Behrendt -- "Walking the Room"

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TJ Miller -- "Cashing In With TJ Miller"
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Kumail Nanjiani -- "The Indoor Kids"

Paul F. Tompkins -- "Pod F. Tompkast"
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Doug Benson -- "Doug Loves Movies"

Ira Glass & Terry Gross-- "This American Life"/"Fresh Air"

Joanna Robinson and Courtney Enlow personally know a few people who cast the pod. Those people were disqualified from this list lest things get awk.ward. But our #1 would totally be this guy from that show.

10 Apr 19:55

Packing List for a Four Day Business Trip

by roadwarriorette

Last week I mentioned that I discovered a new blog called Outfit Posts, where the blogger takes pictures of her outfits every morning. I love everything she puts together! She travels for work a lot, and has a really great post about how to pack for 30 days in one suitcase. While I have gotten the odd question about long business trips, most of the time I get asked what to pack for four days. For the experienced business traveler, clothes for four days are pretty simple to fit in a suitcase. For the newbie, though, it can be quite a challenge! My first business trip I took four separate outfits, with four pairs of shoes to match, and enough toiletries to fill up half of my suitcase. (The suitcase that I couldn’t lift, and wouldn’t have fit into an overhead bin even if I could. For four days! It’s embarrassing, to think of it now.) So, for the woman who is a new business traveler, I have put together a packing list for a four day trip. But it gets better! Not only have I put together a list, but I have taken pictures from a recent trip of everything before it goes into my suitcase, and once it’s all in.

Here is the generic list:
• Two bottoms, one comfortable for travel (i.e. slacks and a skirt)
• Coordinating suit jackets if needed
• Four tops that coordinate with both of your bottoms
• At least one light jacket or sweater (unless you need a heavier jacket)
• No more than three pairs of shoes, including a pair of flip flops or running shoes
• Enough undergarments, including socks/hose
• Jewelry/belts/scarves
• PJs
• Workout clothes
• Toiletries and makeup
• Curling iron (or other styling aids)

Here is my specific list:
Navy slacks (Gap)
Black slacks (Banana Republic)
Green cardigan (this one but green) with white camisole (both from Target)
Pink cardigan (Talbots) with navy camisole (Target)
Purple sweater (similar to this one from Banana Republic)
Turquoise cardigan (Old Navy) with multicolored blouse (Ann Taylor)
Nude flats (DSW)
Yellow flats (Old Navy)
• Yoga pants (Target) and long sleeved tee (Old Navy) for sleeping
• Jewelry and belts
• Toiletries, liquids bag, makeup, curling iron
• Flip flops (Old Navy)
• Tablecloth (because I did trade shows during my trip)

Here is a picture of all of my different outfits:

Everything laid out on the bed:

And here is everything all packed up neatly in my suitcase!

It’s not 30 outfits, but you could easily fit a dress and a skirt in there and make quite a few. So newbie travelers, don’t despair! It’s definitely possible to dress stylishly for business travel, and still have it fit into a carryon.



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08 Apr 23:21

"Game Of Thrones" Actors Doing Normal Stuff Is So Weird

Look at them being friendly and not killing each other!! Unbelievable that they are real people who are not actually who they play on TV.

Jon Snow wearing a shirt with Robb Stark on it:

Jon Snow wearing a shirt with Robb Stark on it:


The Lannisters being big goofs!

The Lannisters being big goofs!

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Arya and Sansa taking a mirror pic:

Arya and Sansa taking a mirror pic:


Greyjoy and Snow jumping!!!

Greyjoy and Snow jumping!!!

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08 Apr 20:47

Gwyneth Paltrow’s Cookbook Recipes Will Leave You Hungry And Broke

by Crushable

What this cookbook definitely isn’t called is It’s All Affordable. Because in addition to banning dairy, meat, wheat, sugar and various other delicious things (What’s left? Air?), Gwyneth basically expects her loyal cookbook readers to use the “Price High to Low” feature when searching for ingredients. If you’ve ever wondered when that feature would be useful, cooking Gwyneth Paltrow’s recipes is the answer. The ingredients will cost you an arm and a leg, if you haven’t already gnawed them off in hunger. More »

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