Carly's Into That

Posted on March 19, 2015 by Carly's Into That

(Don’t worry, ladies. Only half of this post will be spent gently teasing you for your wedding board.)

In 2010, I was a sophomore in college in the early stages of my psychology coursework. For me, this translated to long nights at the library/at my desk/in my bed, sitting on the computer, trawling for anything to do other than study. Just when I thought I’d perused the entire corner of the Internet reserved for slacking assholes like myself, someone invented Pinterest: a haven of easy, fun, instantly rebloggable internet garbage (I use this term lovingly) that one can categorize and display in any way she sees fit.

I was in trouble. I didn’t even pretend to study for weeks. I was losing friends, alienating family, and sacrificing all meaningful relationships that threatened to jeopardize my constant perusal of “Easy!!! Chocolate Chip Cookie Ice Cream Bowls!!!” After the intervention (in which my loved ones disguised themselves as Homemade 3-Ingredient Rosemary-Lavender Skin-Soothing Aromatherapy Footscrubs, crept up behind me, and set fire to my computer with a blowtorch), I am now able to see Pinterest for what it really is: the most unintentionally hilarious social media site out there. At any given moment, you will find all of the following posts on your Pinterest homepage: Read More

Wine

Posted on March 12, 2015 by Carly's Into That

Last night, for the first time in over a month, my #WineWednesday partner-in-crime was too busy with work (what’s that like?) to help me celebrate our favorite weekly holiday. Instead of crying about it (I totally cried about it), I’ve elected to channel my pain into a celebration of wine. O Sauvignon, O Sauvignon, how grapey are your glug glugs?

Wine: how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

Carly’s Into Movies: 50 Shades of Grey

Posted on March 3, 2015 by Carly's Into That

Let me begin by saying that I often take greater pleasure from a solid hatewatch than I do from genuinely enjoying a good movie (e.g.: Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus; the complete works of M. Night Shyamalan; my homemade pornography (KIDDING) (sorry mom)). Thus, I was incredibly excited by all of the terrible reviews of the 50 Shades of Grey movie. I built it up in my head; I imagined how embarrassingly bad some of the scenes could be in movie format; I soaked myself in the internet’s outrage like a hot bath. I brought my boyfriend. I purchased a shotglass of Sauvignon Blanc from the movie theater bar for $37. I was ready.

Tom

Posted on February 24, 2015 by Carly's Into That

The housing section of Craigslist is one of my favorite guilty pleasures. I browse through houses and apartments, daydreaming over where I could end up once my current lease ends. I drool over $2k/month downtown loft spaces that I could afford 7-12 jobs from now. But as of late, my favorite part of Craigslist housing is combing through the dirtiest of its laundry by searching for “FWB”. This produces a generally small but horrifying sample of generous, kind-hearted gentlemen looking to trade rent and/or other living expenses in their homes for- you guessed it!- sex. What follows is what I believe to be THE Quintessential 2015 Looking For Live-In Blowup Doll In Exchange For Almost-Free Rent Craigslist Post.

Leggings

Posted on February 16, 2015 by Carly's Into That

Earlier this month, the interwebs exploded over a Christian blogger’s decision to no longer wear leggings or yoga pants in public because her husband whined at her about “inspiring lust in other men” whilst wearing said yoga pants at the farmer’s market (this is probably the whitest sentence I’ve ever written). As a person with almost zero religious background who tries her best not to be an asshole about other people’s religious preferences, here are my thoughts:

Greek Yogurt

Posted on February 11, 2015 by Carly's Into That

According to SadDeskLunch.com, “62% of American office workers usually eat their lunch in the same spot they work all day”. Desperate to avoid contributing to this depressing statistic, I often eat lunch in my car. Sitting in my car alone and basking in this important victory, I choked down a sadder lunch than has ever been consumed at any desk: one Mango Pomegranate Greek yogurt.

testing?

Posted on January 29, 2015 by Carly's Into That

1, 2, 3… bears, beets, battlestar galactica.