On Cell Phone Data Plans

Over a year ago, maybe almost 2, out of the coolness of getting my phone bill paid for, I handed over my phone plan and number to my employee. For those that don’t know, for many years Verizon had an unlimited data plan … you know, back when using “data” (aka streaming music, taking/uploading selfies, keeping FB and Twitter refreshed) wasn’t as big a deal. If you still had your same account/contract from years ago you were a lucky “grandfathered” account that continued to have unlimited data. Get a new contract though and you’re in the middle of a pricing war and of which every little data pull (and total data usage) costs you money.

I had a grandfathered account before I handed it over and now that I pulled my number and got a new contract it looks like I’ll be making up for the months I didn’t have a phone bill because using my data is like breathing. I now have to “watch my intake”, if-you-will, and be the sad person that searches desperately for WIFI to save on data; what has this world come to!

Hindsight, of course, is 20/20 and I regret not thinking it through more thoroughly before terminating that account. NOTHING IN LIFE IS FREE, PEOPLE. NOTHING.

In other news, I have a pretty new iPhone 6 with a pretty new case that I’m obsessed with. Additionally, even with an upgrade to 4GB from 2GB I’m still paying less than I was when I had the unlimited plan. So I guess it all works itself out.



If you follow me on Instagram, or Twitter, you probably know that at the end of my (now traditional) 2-week New Years vacation extravaganza, I went to Iceland. Upon my return, I had so many people asking to tell them all about it – it was overwhelming. I dwindled it down to the fact that Iceland isn’t exactly “the place to go” on a vacation but it’s a place I’ve wanted to go to for some time now. Not just for its natural wonders but because I love winter! So why not visit at the tail end of my trip in the dead of winter?


Problem is, and what I’ve learned after seeing some amazing things in my day, is that there are just some experiences that you can’t describe; like my trip to the Palace of Versailles that I never wrote about. Experiences that are difficult to write about because they inspired or moved you beyond words.

It’s not about getting a picture up on Instagram – it’s not about saying you went. It’s about the descendant of a viking that we met at a bar that told us about Icelandic culture; it’s about driving through unpredictable weather to find nature and beauty in a snow storm. It’s about the beauty that lies across this earth that some people may never see.

Alex Cornell, filmmaker/photographer, was recently quoted about an incredible photograph he took of an overturned iceberg; what he said hit home for me.

“Its funny — as a photographer and as a person, there’s so much there that’s all so alien that it’s almost overwhelming,” he said. “Once you’ve seen a few penguins, a few icebergs, these crazy jagged mountains, your mind can only comprehend how incredible one or two things are at a time.

In my mind and soul it’s something I will never forget but to go back and try to describe the feelings that come with witnessing these alien things is hard. That’s not to say I won’t continue writing about my travels as much as possible but I can understand now why a lot of the travel bloggers I follow don’t bother saying much… they just share beautiful unfiltered images. Through images they tell the story of what they’ve seen.

I’ll try to do the same through some of my images from my unforgettable trip to Iceland.
Excited to plan a trip back during Spring/Summer. Njóta.





Minke Whale


Gym Cancellation Guilt

First: Happy New Year, kind followers of my crazy life! It’s been forever. I’ve missed writing and I’ve missed you. I’m excited to bring some ideas to life on Suazmopolitan this year so, you know, be sure to share all about it :).

Second, and more importantly: Gym cancellation guilt is a real thing.

Unlike everyone else that made a new year resolution to lose weight (again) – I made a resolution to make sure I don’t pay a dime for a gym I don’t use. Sure, “be healthy and work out” is on the list but I don’t want to waste my money on a gym I won’t use … which is what I’ve done since I was persuaded (I’m weak!) to join a gym in September.

I went once; literally, one time. This gym just wasn’t the right solution for me and I’ve wasted money thanks to this bad decision.

So I put on my big girl pants and called them back in December to cancel but guess what happened?

… I understand, but you have to come to the gym to cancel because you have to sign something for us.”

BS! I’m sure they can cancel it without my signature…moving on. Last night I put on even bigger big girl pants and went to the gym. I spent the entire drive thinking about what I’d say if/when they might ask why I’m leaving or try to persuade me to stay.

Have you seen this episode of Friends? Yea, this is exactly how I thought I’d go:

…except it didn’t! I was so good and I cancelled it! Come to think of it, the guy didn’t even try to persuade me to stay – I think it’s because I arrived 10 minutes before his shift was over. Of course I might have to pay for February but there’s not a huge cancellation penalty. I’m also blessed to have come to my senses early on. Some people pay for months on end without going.

Not sure I have advice on how to best approach gym membership cancellation… I just wanted to confirm that there’s serious guilt tied to cancelling things… of which I suffer from.

The most I can say is: when you look at the bigger picture, why are you really feeling guilty? It’s YOUR MONEY – and the gym is the worst  place to throw it away.

Off to find a new gym. Goal: don’t rush into it.



Another day – another subscription – another deduction from my bank account. Rocksbox is the latest subscription service, similar to Birchbox, that delivers 3 pieces of jewelry that match your “style survey”. You can keep them for as long as you want, return 1 or all 3, and get more delivered to you to replace those;  all for $19/month. Ultimately, of course, Rocksbox wants you to buy the “specially priced” 20% off (still $65) necklace if you really love it.

A friend gave me a free month promo code and so I tried it and received my Rocksbox yesterday.

Rocksbox takes a fun and detailed approach to their branding which I mention because that’s something I care about. As you can see above, this is a smaller box (than Birchbox’s, for example) with a pretty tied closure that makes for an even more exciting “opening” moment. As soon as I lifted the top, a bold and personalized “HELLO!” greeted me.


The three pieces of jewelry are in little mesh baggies as opposed to just a plastic one, and they include a return label for when you’re ready to swap the accessories. Great experience! Rocksbox

My one “con” is that it’s $19/month. It doesn’t sound like a lot but I already pay $10/month for Birchbox and at least I get to keep the samples. Not sure I’ll continue this subscription but totally worth looking into if you’re an accessories bird and don’t have other subscriptions you enjoy more.
Check them out here!



Blank Space

A day late here on “Music Monday” but I had to get this up. I don’t know where I was yesterday when the internet broke over “Blank Space”, but I just watched Taylor Swift’s new masterpiece.


I heard the song on the radio the other day and had one of those deep moments when you’re totally engrossed in a story; a familiar story. I know nothing about video production or direction but apparently Joseph Kahn is the tits of music video production so I’m not surprised that this video is so well done.

“She’s highly aware of one particular thing that’s happening right now — the idea that if you date her and you break up with her, she’s going to write a song about you,” explained Kahn, who said Swift is one of the smartest people he’s worked with in his 20 years of making acclaimed music videos.

“She’s aware of this. She’s not an idiot. Taylor wanted to make a video addressing this concept of, if she has so many boys breaking up with her maybe the problem isn’t the boy, maybe the problem is her.

I’m no famous playgirl with a “long list of ex-lovers” but I do think lots of women can relate to this video; so thank you, Taylor, for showing us all what we really look like when we go crazy. Some guys are really great and because women can be so many shades of different colors it can either “…be forever or it’s gunna go down in flames”.

I mean, look at these lyrics. How many ladies can’t relate? (…and yes, video is below)

Nice to meet you, where you been?
I could show you incredible things
Magic, madness, heaven, sin
Saw you there and I thought
Oh my God, look at that face
You look like my next mistake
Love’s a game, wanna play?

New money, suit and tie
I can read you like a magazine
Ain’t it funny, rumors fly
And I know you heard about me
So hey, let’s be friends
I’m dying to see how this one ends
Grab your passport and my hand
I can make the bad guys good for a weekend

So it’s gonna be forever
Or it’s gonna go down in flames
You can tell me when it’s over
If the high was worth the pain
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They’ll tell you I’m insane
‘Cause you know I love the players
And you love the game

‘Cause we’re young and we’re reckless
We’ll take this way too far
It’ll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They’ll tell you I’m insane
But I’ve got a blank space, baby
And I’ll write your name

Cherry lips, crystal skies
I could show you incredible things
Stolen kisses, pretty lies
You’re the King, baby, I’m your Queen
Find out what you want
Be that girl for a month
Wait, the worst is yet to come, oh no

Screaming, crying, perfect storms
I can make all the tables turn
Rose garden filled with thorns
Keep you second guessing like
“Oh my God, who is she?”
I get drunk on jealousy
But you’ll come back each time you leave
‘Cause, darling, I’m a nightmare dressed like a daydream

Don’t say I didn’t say, I didn’t warn ya
Boys only want love if it’s torture
Don’t say I didn’t say, I didn’t warn ya

Just…watch. Watch this lady Gatsby werk.

Nothing Fits but Winter is Coming

So my awesome box of new stuff arrived on Saturday and, except for the Apt 9 and Juicy ankle boots (which are both fab and I totally recommend), nothing fit.

This is probably an indicator that I should go check out the inside of a gym, right? Well, not necessarily. I believe jeans are the devil and are out to ruin all women that aren’t an average size. A friend recommended Uniqulo jeans which I will attempt to shop online for this week. Apparently they are true to size and comfortable! Let’s hope she’s right.

In other news, this morning was freezing which is a sign that winter is literally coming and I don’t have a winter jacket. So I scoured Topshop on my train ride, since my sister got an amazing coat from there a couple of years ago, and found a few options. I’m looking for WARM (need it for Paris and Iceland in the dead of winter) and trendy – I guess… because why not?

How beautiful is this shearling? God, but $1K though?


Otherwise, parkas are my next best option – windbreaker and 100% cotton – that should work right?