"your consumeristic posts have really multiplied since you started the project"

pin.

robin brought up a valid point in her comment on the warby parker post:

"your consumeristic posts have really multiplied since you started The Project."

believe me, i knowwwwwwww.

while i'm always on the hunt to discover and share sweet things, they're screaming for my attention by now.

begggggging.

so instead of buying it, i blog about it.

and maybe if someone out there - someone who's not on a self-inflicted spending freeze - will indulge, i can live vicariously through you?

i'm half way through The Project at this point, guys.  only 14 more days to endure this madness.

but the real reason my posts have been all bubble gum and nonsense? 

because the rest of my life is terribly unbloggable.

of COURSE i'm itching to tell tales of last week's dating adventures and the like.

{like my opinions on grown men who lack personality or my impression of meeting the male form of me - style, bieber fever, henry higgins complex n' all.  good?  bad?  intriguing?  asking for trouble? or maybe a non-issue entirely?}

but if there's one thing i learned last year, it's that my audience is wider than i give it credit for and a simple google search of my name gives any past/present/future suitors a helluva lot of information to work with.

in fact, on last week's date with the fireman, we talked about googling each other.  i shot myself in the foot and planted the perfect seed.  so now, the last thing i can do is blog about him!

moral of the story:

 i'm way too google-able and there are too many of you run in the same circle as the subjects of my unbloggable life.

instead, you get pictures of babies and exploits of my expensive taste.

but you like it, right?  you love it?