For my Mad Men fans, you might remember season one or two when Betty Draper told Don that she “spends her entire day thinking about him”. She “loves him so much that she would die without him”. Basically, her whole purpose was to live for him.
Even though he subsequently rolled her over and gave her some dapper Don sexual romancing in response, as I was watching I was thinking… “That is the beginning of the end of this TV marriage.” And so it was.
“Why?” You ask me. “Who wouldn’t want someone who pines away and lives for them? Someone who devotes their every waking breathe. Someone so deep in Love that they can’t even think straight without you?”
Anyone with a healthy self-esteem. That’s who.
Actually, I’m guessing that we’ve all dreamt about how amazing it would be to have someone that worships at our feet. However, when we really have it, it gets very old very quickly. Continue Reading
Ok so first off I love Social Media, YouTube, the Twitterverse, and all of the great blog sharing and info providing sites. Some of my favs are Upworthy, Media-ite, and any site that has TED talks. I also like Cracked, Buzzfeed and 22Words.
On top of that, I think viral content is an amazing phenomena for which I am curiously in awe. However, there is an Internet trend that I absolutely despise. Continue Reading
“Real cooks don’t really measure. (Unless they’re baking.)” –Candy SEZ
Disclaimer: In order to make and enjoy these recipes most of your food restrictions will have to be forgotten for the day. Otherwise you can substitute gluten-free, vegan, or sugar-free at your own taste risk.
Disclaimer 2: It’ll be good to already know how to cook a little bit. Don’t be afraid to get in there and try. If you get stuck ask me. Candy@candysez.com.
Recommendation: If you can go to Whole Foods and get the highest quality of all the ingredients you’ll not only be creating something whole and healthy, you’ll also win the Holiday because everything will taste so DAMN good. Continue Reading
“8 million stories in the naked city” and, regardless of their state of undress, 7 million of them are lonely.
Don’t you cry. That was the bad news. The good news is right around the corner.
Where did I get my statistical data? Well, first of all I guessed at the number so it’s not official. But I did make a semi-educated summation. Basically, it’s a common complaint purely evidenced by the popularity of Social Media.
Firstly, there are a few things you should know about loneliness before we proceed. Mainly because it might not be what you think.
See, most people assume that it’s physical isolation. That somehow if you live alone you are therefore lonely. Frankly, that’s probably true more times than not. However, it is not the litmus. Continue Reading
As someone whose thighs have been well acquainted since the age of ten, I recently found myself highly covetous of this new female body part phenomenon…
The Thigh Gap.
Not since sharply protruding collarbones has a trend been so achingly desired and so widely unattainable.
So I got to thinking… instead of just letting my desire grow into wanton jealousy, why not think about all of the ways that having a “Thigh Gap” might serve me, and all of the things I could possibly do if I got one now.
Sidebar: When I say “get one now” I’m not delusional enough to think that it will appear through regular exercise and eating vegetables.
After all I’ve spent a pretty strong percentage of my life doing that and my thighs have remained comfortably cuddled. Though, thankfully, not conjoined. That would put a major damper on my sex life. Forgive the digression. Back to the sidebar… Continue Reading
Yesterday I had the extreme honor of supporting a very good friend with her run in the New York City Marathon.
If you’ve never seen a big city marathon you’ve not yet had the opportunity to witness people of all ages, races, genders, sizes and political affiliations pushing themselves to their maximum physical ability and flexing the power of their mental motivational muscles en masse.
I Love that sh*t!!
So you know, as a personal strategy coach, being on the sidelines of an event like this is like a lifetime football fan getting great seats for the Superbowl. The energy of the day was permeating and edible. There were even moments where I felt a little teary-eyed. Not in a sad way, but the same way I get when I watch a curtain call.
I feel moved by the triumph of other people’s accomplishments, especially if I have even an inkling of an understanding of what it took to get them to where they are. Continue Reading
Disclaimer: Under absolutely no circumstances do I ever feel it’s ok for anyone to touch, manipulate, violate, force anything on, onto, in or around your body without your conscious, cognitive consent.
Disclaimer to the disclaimer: I don’t know what the exact rape statutes are in every state, country or province of the world. However, the above disclaimer is definitely a strong belief, for which I would fight to my death to uphold it’s truth.
End of disclaimers.
So lately the topic of rape has been re-occurring in my consciousness. Perhaps it’s because I spend too much time on Upworthy. Either that, or the fact that working with women and their self-esteem is my life’s mission. Whatever the case, it has become pervasive to my waking/working moments. Continue Reading
The Holiday Season is creeping up on us. I say “creeping” because of Halloween. You know how it goes. It’s like a slow crawl through October and then BAM! A full-bag-of-sugar rush and all of a sudden we are immersed in Thanksgiving plans, holiday parties, and power eating.
The year ends and, like a flash, a new year begins and there we are; hungover, exhausted, ten pounds heavier and resolute(ish).
So why do we do it year after year?…
Because “The Holiday Season” is a socially permissible time to say a powerful “YES” to everything indulgent. And guess what? I’m all for it as long as it’s fun.
In other words, if you have to drink through Christmas to tolerate your family or eat an entire bowl of stuffing to fill the void of not having a date for Thanksgiving that’s not a powerful “Yes” at all. Quite the opposite. Continue Reading
Embarrassment! One of the many inevitable aspects of a face to face romantic premiere. Whether we’ve (I’ve) walked out of the ladies room with our(my) DVF wrap dress stuffed in the back of our(my) Spanx, had a random joint reflex that sent a low table of cocktails airborne, or just lost a few cool points by banging our(my) head on the opening of the car door, we (I) know what it’s like to make fools of ourselves (myself) on a first date.
So why is it that women like ourselves, who can strut down 8th ave with more faux chic and haughty vogue than 90′s Naomi Campbell in Milan, can’t seem to keep from losing cool points on a simple night out with a hot prospect? Continue Reading
Did you even think there was such a thing? Well you were right, there isn’t. But please, kindly allow me this analogy. I just noticed that my house plants are really flourishing and I used to be the type to kill a cactus.
So firstly, I’m gonna get all mushy and sweet because when I say “Love plant”, I’m talking about romance Baby. But not just cute 90mins-of-Ashton-Kutcher stuff, I mean that thing that happens between two people that’s bigger than sexual chemistry and impulsive car chases to the airport.
It’s also more important than who pays the check, or what you wear on the first date.
In fact, it preempts all the conventions of dating, because without it we’re just bumping into each other like a horny hive of bumble bees with no ultimate purpose. Continue Reading