Skinny Bitch & Veganism

I recently finished a book entitled Skinny Bitch by Rory Freedman and Kim Barnouin. It’s about how to become a “skinny bitch” and centers around the organic, vegan lifestyle. I’d heard of this book a while back, but for some reason didn’t decide to buy it until a few weeks ago when it popped up on my Tumblr dashboard.

It is basically among the best $5 I’ve ever spent on anything. Ever. Let me preface this by saying that I am, or perhaps, I was up until about a week ago – a “poultra-pescatarian”. That’s a term I made up (though pescatarianism is a real thing and a real word) that described my diet. In my household, we do not eat anything heavier than poultry or seafood. Very rarely, we have pork. Personally, I stopped eating “heavy” meats about 10 years ago because my body couldn’t digest them anymore. And also because I never liked beef or steak or any of that shit. It’s fucking disgusting.

This book reminded me, rather than opened my eyes for the first time, about the horrors that go into mass meat production. I wish I could talk about Skinny Bitch and veganism without talking about mass meat production, but they are unfortunately tied together.

To write about all the details talked about in this book would make this post a book in itself, so I will say this: One of the most poignant things in that book was the portion when they were talking about the production of meat for the masses and the disgusting, inhumane, unsanitary conditions that the animals have to suffer their miserable lives through. In particular, I remember a quote from a pork slaughterhouse employee who said that he had cut off the snout of a pig who was squealing, and it squealed louder and more horribly. So he ground a handful of salt on the open wound, and the pig was in such shock that it didn’t know what to do. And then, because he still had salt in his hand, he stuck it up the pig’s butt until it was squealing it’s head off from shock. Can you imagine?

Furthermore, another point that greatly stood out to me, and I literally cannot stop thinking about every single time I see a piece of meat, is this: when you are eating meat, you are literally eating a putrefying, rotting corpse. The moment an animal is dead, it starts decomposing. That’s what you’re putting in your body. Cooked or not. It is a rotting corpse. And you are putting that in your body.

In the past week, I have become even more conscious of what I eat, and have tried to buy mostly organic produce. I’ve also been reading food labels more intently and making sure I don’t buy foods with artificial ingredients, animal byproducts (something I already did, but less consciously) or preservatives.

I’m not going to say I’m a full vegan yet, because I’m not. (Probably not giving up leather, like, ever.) The hardest thing for me to give up is dairy products. I love cheese like you wouldn’t believe. I know it’s bad for me, I do. But I just bought some goat cheese and bleu cheese and fancy fig and honey cheese last week and I feel kinda bad not eating it, but at the same time, I know not eating it will only put me on the path to goodness. I will admit I had bleu cheese in my salad the other night. I felt sinful, but happy. Guilty happy.

I also watched Vegucated on Netflix tonight. It didn’t present any knowledge I didn’t already possess about veganism, but it definitely reassured me that eating meat is eating rotting corpses and the cruelty endured by animals in slaughterhouses is downright revolting. It also made me physically sick, and I’ve been trying to not vomit for the past hour or so.

Like “eating healthy” to lose weight is not a diet, but a lifestyle change, so is this. I fully believe this is another step toward furthering myself in my weight loss and healthy living goals. I am not a “meatatarian” and I never have been, so this is relatively easy for me to embrace. It would be easier, however, if my entire household was on the same page as me. My dad is a total meatatarian and complained two weeks ago when I made a DELICIOUS vegetarian dinner for the family. I think he has a tendency to forget how good a vegetarian diet is for him because he misses eating heavy meats all the time. But you don’t pass out and then get blood-work back telling you your triglycerides are so high, they can’t be measured, from eating vegetables.

I’d Be an Amazing Wife, Like Really

I feel like it’s been forever and a day since I updated here. Work has been consuming my life, as well as various duties around the house and a little bit of tanning the other day because IT WAS HELLA SUNNY OUT! And I gotta start somewhere.

Today I picked up my mom’s Mother’s Day gift – a custom made cutting board from WMN Woodworking. It’s beautiful and I hope my mom actually uses it for it’s intended purpose. The first one I bought is too pretty to cut on, so we use it for foodography photos.

I also stopped at the Boston Tea Room – because I can’t go to downtown Ferndale and not go there – and bought a piece of opalite. It’s gorgeous and every time I add a new crystal to my collection, I can hear Alyza’s voice in my head calling me the crazy crystal lady. I’m not ashamed.

I also vacuumed the house while baking grapefruits. The only reason I’m mentioning this is because never have I loved vacuuming more than now that I have a Dyson. Seriously you guys. If you can afford it, or even if you can’t (save yo money) get a Dyson. It will change your life. ONCE YOU GO DYSON, YOU NEVER GO BACK. My Dyson is my baby. It makes everything smell so good and feel and look so clean. I feel like I’m treading on angel clouds afterward.

Speaking of angels, this morning there was a customer shopping with either her daughters or granddaughters and I could not stop staring at the girls. They were about 7-9 years old, I think fraternal twins (they were the same height). One was a plump redhead with a BEAUTIFUL rosy complexion and stunning ginger hair, and the other was a gorgeous blonde with a perfect nose. They were so beautiful, I felt slightly pedo staring so much. All I wanted to do was take 5000 pictures of them. And also swap hair with the redhead.

DTRO & Curly Hair

Today started out kinda shitty. It was threatening to rain, and then it did. And I was sitting and moping around my house trying to figure out what to do with my life or where to go.

I decided the gym is always a good option, even though I didn’t really wanna go. But I went. Had a light workout because I’m a little bitch and made plans with one of my friends, Kristen, to go to downtown Royal Oak after.

From then on, it turned out to be a fanfuckingtastic day!!

We stopped at this tea place and got bubble tea and then had dunchen at Little Tree Sushi Bar and it was DE-lish. Although the plum sushi I got was awful and I couldn’t decide if the plum part was really salty or really sour. I thought it was just really salty until Kristen tasted it and thought it was really sour. My cucumber salad was superb though.

We also went shopping around at Paris and Lost and Found Vintage, among other stores. I bought this sterling silver and citrine ring I’d been thinking about since the last time I was there at Paris, and Kristen found this cute dress she ended up buying there that fit her very well and did all kinds of wonderful things for her boobs.

Lastly, tonight is the first night of the year that I’ve allowed my hair to air dry and IT DECIDED TO DO THIS:

It hasn’t been this curly IN A REALLY LONG ASS TIME. Like, YEARS. Now the trick is to preserve these curls overnight so I don’t look completely bad when I wake up tomorrow and have to do too much with it.

I’m A Kickass Cook.

Today I cooked this:

And this:

Prepare yourselves.

Food porn is on the way to Vivography.

I also went to see my high school’s spring musical tonight with my brother. These are my observations:

1. A lot of the high school girls ARE REALLY SHORT wtf?
2. When I was in high school, there weren’t a lot of people who did drama club, but they were way better vocally than everyone who sang tonight.
3. Reserved seats. Really? Really?

I Love Anthro

Today has been a beautiful day.

Not just weather wise, which was gorgeous aesthetically, but VERY COLD. I had lunch with my former mini boss from the library and we went to Anthropologie in Birmingham which was nice.

Then I came home and showered and headed out shopping with my mom and then we went to Anthropologie at Somerset (ha!) and I bought a GORGEOUS red silk goal dress that doesn’t fit me yet with the gift card mini boss gave me.


It looks 1000x better on me than on the hanger.

It looks 1000x better on me than on the hanger.

And also, underwear for my brother from American Eagle which I promptly cut all the tags off of and secretly put them in his underwear drawer. I also threw away all his old undies that were far too worn for anyone to continue wearing with dignity. I’m pretty sure he’s going to be pissed when he notices, but honestly, WHAT OTHER SISTER CARES THIS MUCH ABOUT THE WELL-BEING OF HER BROTHER’S TOOSHIE? Only me.

My mom and I also had dinner at California Pizza Kitchen and it was very delicious. We got the pear and gorgonzola thin crust pizza and I know it might sound weird, BUT IT WAS SO GOOD. I want to eat like 5000 of these pizzas.

The accompanying salad went perfectly together with the pizza. AND IT HAD BLEU CHEESE. YUM.