Newport, RI in 36 Hours

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Panorama of the Newport harbor from our Sunday sail.

As you probably know by my Insta uploads and check-ins, Newport was amazing this weekend.

36 hours of New England beauty and I hate that I had to leave so soon. I literally could have spent an entire week there and not have gotten tired of the views and brisk evenings, Thames St. and the quaint and cozy wharves; swoon.

Accompanied by my hometown BFFs, we ventured north around 2PM Friday; first suggestion, leave earlier in the day – we hit a lot of traffic.

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Jumping out to take this picture was the funniest 30 secs ever.

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Claiborne Pell Bridge in all its beauty.

Friday evening was short but amazing. We arrived to Newport around 6PM and went straight to Broadway to find a restaurant near Firehouse Improv. Seems weird, seeing improv in Newport, but we were told they have the best improv ever which ended up being 100% accurate AND the shows are BYOB which is even better.

We enjoyed dinner at Fifth Element and quickly ran over to Firehouse, 2 blocks away, for the 8PM show – bottle of white wine in hand. Clad with red Solo cups from the Firehouse staff, we got 3 front row seats and literally laughed (almost peed) the night away! Highly suggest watching a show if you’re ever in the area.

Saturday, much to my dismay at first because apparently Newport is very hill-y, we spent the entire day on bicycles.

After a quick breakfast at our precious inn, Yankee Peddler (which I highly suggest staying at!), we walked down to Thames St. and rented from a dude with a ‘tude at Scooter World; the tour guide is much friendlier although I don’t remember his name. We spent the first couple of hours touring Bellevue Avenue and all the <insert any synonym of “amazing”> mansions.

The most beautiful in my eyes, because we toured it, is The Breakers mansion built by the Vanderbilt family. Lots to say about this beauty but I think I can sum it up by saying that it takes a very detailed page from Versailles. This mansion is incredible inside AND out with a spectacular view of the bay from the massive backyard.

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I mean… there aren’t words.

After a quick-lunch back on Thames, we headed back over to the east coast to check out the Forty Steps and catch Ocean Avenue to ride along the coast and chill out on a beach. We walked Gooseberry Beach which was free (not private) and family friendly.

On our ride back to Scooter World, we took in more of the beautiful (congested) Thames St. We even checked out a glass blowing class from the outside at Thames Glass – very cool for me as I’ve never seen glass blown before!

That night we had a quiet dinner and, although we planned to go out and dance and have fun, our asses were feelin’ that bike ride so we went home shortly after dessert at Ben & Jerry’s (for one friend) and crepes on Bowen’s Wharf (for me); delicious BTW.

Sunday was short but totally topped off the short weekend. One of the girls and I went sailing! Aboard the Aquidneck, mimosas in-hand, the captain and his staff gave a few short narrations on sights and schooled us a bit on sailing. It was a beautiful and smooth ride.

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Captains hea!

Diego’s was our last stop for lunch after the sail. Also on Bowen’s wharf, we ate there because we’d heard it was amazing Mexican food (I know… Mexican in New England?! It was really good though!).

36 hours was too short. If there’s anything to take away from this entire post it’s that you should go to Newport for like an entire week… not 36 hours.

P.S: You’ll be happy to know that my outfits were totally Newport-esque and inspired by my pinterest research!

#MusicMonday: Andy Grammer

I don’t know much about Andy Grammer other than that he’s been streaming on my Ron Pope Pandora station a lot lately, and that he was raised right by his mama. I just heard his song “Ladies” (released in 2011) last week (I know) and I can’t get enough.  It reminds me of a more fun, pop, “blue-eyed soul” version of John Legend’s “You & I“.

He wrote it for his mom after she passed away and it’s all about how to treat women. “I never would have written this song if it weren’t for her…she was really intense about how I treated women.”

It’s a beautiful song that everyone, men especially, should listen to. The lyrics are below the video; enjoy!

My mother told me,
She said Andy,
You’ll be a man soon,
So understand me.
Most of this world sees,
Women like candy.
You’ll be a man who,
Will be standing for me.

[ Hook]
My sisters, my daughters and wives,
Girls who are learning how to shine their light.
Dedicate some of your life,
Stand for them all.
Sing it now, me
My sisters, my daughters, and wives,
Girls who are learning how to shine their light.
Dedicate some of your life
You will stand for them all,

[Chorus]
Sing it now
Ladies,
You are beautiful, you are beautiful,
You don’t even have to try.
Oh ladies,
You are beautiful, you are beautiful,
More than you could realize.

My mother told me,
She said Andy,
I know this all may,
Seem demanding.
But I’ll be leaving,
And we’ll be handing,
All of my love to you,
You will be standing for me,

I’m not sure if I’m the best one
To carry this torch,
I’m a mess and my nose is sore
Fallin on my face tryin to
Break the norm,
But I still conform.
And I know you see,
The mistakes I make and wait
Patiently, for me to replace them
And I can’t quite seem,
To be the perfect man,
That you needed me to be,
I need you to believe that
I’ll be standing here,
Got my sword, I got my shield.
And you keep ringing in my ear,
Oh lord,
Talking bout me.

Lyrics source.

 

Dear guy

Dear guy (I won’t share your name with the interwebs),

I wanted to quickly thank you, and scold you, for our lovely 5 minute walk and chat last Monday evening. After a long day of misery at work, I headed to my car in the same neighborhood I always park except a little later than usual; totally meant to be.

You smiled as I crossed the street, with your beautiful straight-white-teeth-smile, and I wondered, “who is this guy and WHY is he smiling at me?” Your two dogs approached me first and I squinted a bit… “who IS this guy!?”. You were even a bit shorter than me (I was in 4.3in Candie’s wedges) and I’m surprised you still stopped me.

You told me I was beautiful and asked for my name. We shook hands and exchanged names and I pet your dogs. You had beautiful eyes too; like, let’s go halfsies on babies please*?! I was quite flattered.

You then turned around and proceeded to walk with me. We talked about work, where we live, Brooklyn, your dogs, my beauty and my nationality in, what seemed like, the quickest 4-5 minutes ever.

Then you asked for my number because you wanted to “take it to the next level with me” and take me out. I was having one of those brain mush moments when you don’t remember anything anyone is saying and you’re just smiling and nodding, but I think I totally agreed and expressed it verbally.

You saved my number (first AND last name!) and you dialed. For some reason it didn’t go through but I swear it was my number. I swear it. I don’t know if at that moment you might have thought I was playing you with a wrong number but you grabbed my hand, as I said I had to jump in the car and go, and I leaned in and kissed your cheek. You held my hand for a couple of seconds longer as I started walking away.

I said bye to you and your pups and you went along your way.

It’s now a week later and you’ve yet to call or text.

I mean, even BroBible says the 3-day/waiting thing is totally stupid. I don’t get it and I’m sad about it.

Why waste my time? Was your goal simply to make me sooooo happy (like cheesing from ear to ear for 2 hours after) but never get in touch? Or did you really think I gave you the wrong number and you deleted it after I walked away? Maybe you were just practicing your pick-up approach? WHAT HAPPENED?

Maybe you’ll pleasantly surprise me and call or text this week. That’d be cool because you were really handsome and I think we could have fun.

If not, this letter stands as an advisory message to you: don’t run around swooning women like that – there’s something cruel about it.

xo

* H/T to my friend Mandie Robinson for this line; some dude used it on her and she shared it on Facebook last week.

Newport RI Outfit Inspiration

The light at the end of my tunnel of screams, yes – I had quite the infuriating morning yesterday, is that I’m off to Newport, RI this weekend and I’m pretty excited about it. So much so that I need outfit inspiration because Newport is a total “scene” and I have to get it right for pictures and memories.

When I think of Newport I think nautical. Am I right? Nautical = Sperry’s, blue, khaki, linen/white, and bright colors too.

Thanks to Pinterest, I’m thinking the looks below are pretty spot on. First on the agenda, I need a new pair of Sperry Top-Siders! Maybe these, or these?

Yay! 2 more days! See you soon #NewportRI!

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Sometimes I Just Want to Scream

Don’t you ever feel that way? Like you just need to let it all out and scream really loud? That’s how I feel right now.

I can’t help but think of that scene in Pretty Little Liars when Hannah’s mom takes her to some place where she can throw plates at a wall to let out her anger? I need a real place like that. Do they even exist?

5 minutes later (SpongeBob narrator voice)… apparently there used to be one in San Diego that closed called “Sarah’s Smash Shack“, and I’ve just stumbled on another in Dallas, still open if the website is correct, called the “Anger Room“.

WHY isn’t there one in NYC? The hub for hidden anxiety, stress, and frustration?! Hmmmm….

#MusicMonday: Bang Bang

A couple of days ago this mammer jammer made its début over my car speakers and I was super happy about it.

Basically, Jessie J (who has a serious set of pipes) has collaborated with Ariana Grande (more killer pipes), and Nicki Minaj (because what’s a song without some random rapping in it) to produce, what I think is, a more modern “Lady Marmalade” ensemble. Remember the Christina-Aguilara-Lil’Kim-Mýa-Pink Lady Marmalade circus? Yea – this sounds very similar. But I like it!

It’s, like, all about how these three fine pop divas are better than the other woman in a bunch of different ways; I have no idea what Nicki Minaj means to say in her verse but I’m sure it’s totally relevant.

Nothing groundbreaking here with the exception of how little 21-year-old baby face Ariana can show you how to “graduate” – not just hold your hand. I had no idea she was so experienced (see her verse below).

Otherwise, I love Jessie and Ariana together – I think they have strong voices. I can do without Nicki but I’m sure the struggle is real these days for her… well, with the similar-sounding Iggy all over the radio too. All in all, it’s a fun end-of-summer jam just in time for my trip to Newport this weekend, and Labor Day weekend.

She got a body like an hourglass
But I can give it to you all the time
She got a booty like a Cadillac
But I can send you into overdrive
(Stop and wait, wait for that, stop, hold up, swing your bat)
See anybody could be bad to you, you need a good girl to blow your mind, yeah

[Chorus]
Bang, bang into the room
I know you want it
Bang, bang all over you
I’ll let you have it
Wait a minute, let me take you there
Wait a minute til you…
Bang, bang there goes your heart
I know you want it
Back, backseat of my car
I’ll let you have it
Wait a minute, let me take you there
Wait a minute til you…

[Ariana Grande]
She might’ve let you hold her hand in school
But I’mma show you how to graduate
No, I don’t need to hear you talk the talk
Just come and show me what your momma gave
(Your love gotta be baby, love but don’t say a thing)
See anybody could be good to you, you need a bad girl to blow your mind

[Nicki Minaj]
It’s Myx Moscato
It’s frizz in a bottle
It’s Nicki full throttle
It’s oh, oh
Swimming in the grotto
We winning in the lotto
We dipping in the pot of blue foam
Kitten so good
It’s dripping on wood
Get a ride in the engine that could
Go, Batman robbin’ it
Bang, bang, cockin’ it
Queen Nicki dominant, prominent
It’s me, Jessie, and Ari
If they test me they sorry
Ride his c–k, like a Harley
Then pull off in this Ferrari
If we hanging, we banging
Phone ranging, he slanging
It ain’t karaoke night but get the mic ‘cause he singing

If you haven’t heard it:

Lyrics source.

#MusicMonday: Meghan Trainor

#MusicMonday is the newest beat on Suazmo.
On #musicmonday, I will feature a new (or old) song that I’m currently obsessing over.

Today, I’d like to talk about the sassy little Meghan Trainor and her “All About the Bass” debut single.

Driving around Saturday morning, this fun little “blend of country, pop and throwback rock ‘n’ roll” ditty came on my bluetooth/pandora and I fell in love with the lyrics. Promoting body image and being comfortable in your own skin, Meghan tells us all about her “bass” and that “every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top”.

After researching her and this song today, I learned that A. I’m super late to her and this song, and B. she’s been talked about and interviewed a lot lately because her song has been criticized by many about “skinny shaming”. In an interview with Entertainment Weekly published 3 days ago, Meghan doesn’t seem too fazed by her critics,

Q: Yeah, people seem to really be relating to the song’s message. I wanted to hear about what you had to say about it.

A: Oh my gosh. It makes me tear up. These girls sent me, like, essays about how they hated their lives and hated themselves because of their bodies and the way people were treating them. And they said they heard my song and they said “Forget it, I’m just going to love myself.” It’s insane. They’ll send me pictures of them dancing to my song, and videos. It’s amazing.

Watch the video and lyrics below!

Yeah, it’s pretty clear, I ain’t no size two
But I can shake it, shake it
Like I’m supposed to do
Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase
And all the right junk in all the right places

I see the magazines workin’ that Photoshop
We know that shit ain’t real
C’mon now, make it stop
If you got beauty beauty, just raise ‘em up
Cause every inch of you is perfect
From the bottom to the top

Yeah, my mama she told me don’t worry about your size
She says boys like a little more booty to hold at night
You know I won’t be no stick figure silicone Barbie doll
So if that’s what you’re into then go ahead and move along

Because you know I’m
All about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass
Hey!

I’m bringing booty back
Go ahead and tell them skinny bitches that
No I’m just playing I know you think you’re fat
But I’m here to tell ya
Every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top

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60 Little Tips That Can Change a Girl’s Life

Alex Suazo:

Love 10 – 13 regarding slippers! Great tips in here by @lexi_herrick.

Originally posted on Serendipity and Creativity:

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One small step for girls, one giant leap for womankind.
  1. Download a banking app.
  2. Drink more herbal tea. It will save your life.
  3. Making your own coffee/tea instead of buying it will make you a rich woman.
  4. Always have at least 6 chap sticks stocked up.
  5. Check out thrift stores. You may have to wash things three times before you get the old lady smell out, but it’s well worth it.
  6. Never buy cheap jeans.
  7. Buy cheap sunglasses instead.
  8. Don’t chase boys.
  9. Wrinkle spray and a hair dryer erase all need to ever use an iron for all of you lazy ironers like me.
  10. Wear slippers when you have to drive in heels.
  11. Wear slippers when you’re travelling.
  12. Wear slippers at all moments that it’s even slightly acceptable to wear slippers.
  13. Spend a little extra money on your make up; it’s so worth it.
  14. Get running sneakers that are actually…

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Thank You Interwebs

I swore my beautiful Friday was doomed until I checked my daily Mashable email and found that they’d shared something that I just had to watch.

Meet American Sign Language interpreter Tina Cleveland and her fiance Paul Sirimarco; two normal people doing something amazing that, in turn, made me smile.

They signed Grease’s “You’re the One that I Want” on a road trip and it’s the sweetest thing. My favorite part, I think, is how happy she is. Definitely picked me up; thank you interwebs!

Bum Ex-Boyfriends

You know what gets my undies in a bunch? Bum ex-boyfriends that surface out of nowhere with apologies and pleads of personal improvement, and “I really want you to know how much I’ve changed” statements.

Nice girl that I am, I totally entertain it but you know what? In the future, I have to be a nice big B and shut it down before it has the chance to spiral into… his recent ex, or not-so-ex, sees that he’s been texting me, steals my number from his phone and texts me a “fair warning” about said bum ex-boyfriend. Yes, friends, that happened.

Since then, last week, I’ve deleted that text from his psycho as well as all the texts from him; sayonara nice to know ya’.

In the future, I’ll just reply like one of these people did:

 

Thank you BuzzFeed for these screengrabs.