Day 163

I didn't post much yesterday, because I was just a little tired after having spent 11 and a half hours on my feet!

But even though the hours were long, I did make some good money! And my tables loved me! And how could they not? I am amazing, right?

In fact, one table made sure to tell me I was "wonderful" and "magnificent."

Booyah.

{one} what’s the worst date you’ve ever been on?Wow, not sure. I know I've had some sucky ones, but I guess I've blocked them.I'll say it was any date with this guy my senior year of high school. I think he had a mild form of autism, and it made all of interactions awkward. But I made the best of it!Until I dumped him, of course.
{two} if you could be any other person for one day, who would it be?Don't we all wish we could be someone rich? But I don't want to be rich for a day and then have it all taken back. If I could be anyone for a day, I think I would like to be the President. His wife wouldn't get any sex, and he wouldn't get to shower for that day (or pee - gross), but he would kick certain butts into getting rid of DADT and the "Defense' of Marriage Act.
{three} what is your favorite kind of cheese?I really like gouda.I also just like saying "gouda."
{four} do you remember your 1st grade teacher?Bizarre that this is today's question. Because she was in my dream last night.Like I said - Bizarre. I haven't thought of her in years.
{five} who is the first person you call when you have a bad day?Well, I immediately send Zee an email. Then I try either Heather or Spargo, depending on who's available. Yay for great best friends!
{six} were you ever in a school talent show?Yes. I convinced my high school color guard to perform in our senior year.
{seven} who is your favorite fictional character?Captain Jack Sparrow.Saavy?
{eight} can you open your eyes underwater?When I was little, I used to all the time, knowing full-well that my eyes would be red and burning for hours afterwards. Now that I'm grown, I prefer to spend a few dollars on goggles...
{nine} do you look at the keyboard when you type?No. My mom made sure that my siblings and I learned to type early on. It's pretty much second nature to me.
{ten} when was the last time you took a nap?Does decided to sleep for a couple more hours after waking up count as a nap? Because I definitely did that this morning... But my last nap was Friday afternoon, right before my sister's graduation.I love naps.

Day 225

Drew Barrymore won the vote! I'm going Blonde Baby in five weeks! I'll have to do a trillion before&after pictures.

In other news, there is no other news.

How shall I make this post interesting?

How about I'll briefly share a concern with you:

I have no idea how to get onto base.

Even though I still have seven-ish months left (I hope) before Zee's homecoming, I'm already worried. I've never gone onto base in my own vehicle. I've never not been accompanied by a service member or wife. I've never even driven on base.

But say I figure out how to make my way past all that security. Where do I go from there? I know there's an airfield, but I don't know its location. Is there a limit in who I can bring with me? What are the rules for homecoming? Am I even allowed to go?

How do I know when the plane will land? Do I just guesstimate based off when she says they're boarding the last plane?

How does this whole thing work?

Day 264

I'm back and better than ever!

Yes, I do apologize for my disappearing act due to exhaustion yesterday.

But after a full night's sleep and almost four hours of

Sunday Skype Date

with Zee, I am feeling refreshed and ready to kick some question's ass.

With that said, let's not wait any longer for theeeee.....

Final Lesbian of Love!!!

(for now)

Still wish they were gay...

First Question of the Day:

Why do some lesbians want women who look and act like men? Why not just date men?

Well, you know how some men are straight but effeminate?

And you know how girls can fall in love with them?

Then you could ask them the same question:

"If you like an effeminate man, why not be with a woman?"

The true answer to that question is the fact that GENDER and SEXUALITY are two practically non-related things.

You can be very much a lesbian, and be very much feminine.

You can be very much a lesbian, and be androgynous.

You can be very much a lesbian, and be very masculine.

These same three states apply equally to all four sexualities:

heterosexual, bisexual, homosexual, asexual

What determines the physical body you are attracted to is fairly straightforward.

You like boobies, you like pecs, or you like both.

Or you like none.

But when it comes to which GENDER you like, I personally believe it gets a little more complicated than that.

It's my opinion that genders attract like the yin and yang. You want light with dark, hard with soft, feminine with masculine.

Feminine With Masculine.

Not Female with Male.

We get this male/female ideal because of an idea that is perpetuated in our society. Heck, it's been passed down through the centuries.

If you have a female body, you must be feminine.

If you have a female body, you must be attracted to men.

If you are masculine, you are attracted to girls.

If you have a male body, you must be masculine.

Now obviously, this is soooooooo not true, on any level.

But I do believe that if you identify yourself as feminine (regardless of your body), you are more innately attracted to a masculine personality. This is where true balance lies in relationships. Not in the male/female, plug-the-hole kind of way.

And with this in mind, you can mix and match gender and sexuality as much as you like.

Remember Betty from The Rugrats? Phil & Lil's Mom?

She's definitely a masculine, heterosexual female. To balance her, she needs a feminine, heterosexual male.

Enter Howard, Phil & Lil's Dad.

Polar gender identity + Identical Sexual Orientation + Appropriate Body = Compatibility.

More or less.

It even applies to me and Zee.

Similar sexual orientation, appropriate bodies for our orientation, and complementing gender identities allow us to have a fully compatible relationship.

this topic is something I've thought a lot about and have done some reading into. Because of my passion for the subject, I know if I go any longer, I'll inadverdently make this blog the most long-winded in history. So I'll stop here.

I'll pretend you're thanking me for sparing you.

Question Dos:

Can lesbians have sex on their periods?

No one that I can think of has ever actually asked me this question.

But I always know you're wondering it.

So I'll go ahead and answer it.

Yes.

It's simply a matter of mathematics.

You and your Lady Lover are not going to always sync up.

Each period lasts about a week.

Each month.

That's, at worse, two weeks out of the month where someone is on their period.

Can you go without sex for two weeks each month?

....

Ok, obviously we can and do. Stupid deployments.

But do you like going two weeks without sex??

So Lesbians still have sex.

Sometimes there are unspoken rules. Such as, no fingering because I have a stupid tampon shoved up my innermost parts.

But I've known some lesbians who were more than comfortable - once flow was light enough, I suppose - to go sans tampon and have sex as usual.

I personally have never ventured into that particular world of exploration, but, depending on how bad I was jonesing for some serious loving, I could see myself bending my own personal unspoken rules.

Also, I once had an entire call center weirded out with this one statement.

And it amused me then.

And it will still amuse me now.

Yes, we do still go down on each other, even when we're on our respective periods.

Gross out if you will, but I promise it's not blood and guts like you're imagining.

But if you're grossed out, then I've done my job and I'm very, very, very happy.

I'm immature like that.

I hope I have adequately answered your questions. :)

Day 266

It's now Day Four of the Lesbian of Love Series!

Rejoice!!

If you have any questions, please direct your queries to

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The first time you were ever intimate with a girl were you intimidated or concerned that you wouldn't be able to "do things" right? And, along those same lines, have you always felt more comfortable with girls or was it equally awkward in your experimentation phase for both genders?

Hmmmm... What a good question! I've never been asked this before!

I was definitely intimidated by girls. I think the first time you approach the idea of sex, you are terrified in many ways.

Will you perform ok?

Will they like it?

Will you like it?

Already this is sounding like a great time.

Since it was my first time having sex, I definitely had no clue how anything worked - with myself, let alone with another girl. It actually took me almost a year to figure out how to orgasm!

But looking back on my first intimate experiences with a girl, I'm having trouble remembering specific instances where I felt awkward or hesitant. We took it in such gradual stages, I must have been able to adjust to each level of intimacy.

I do remember the first time I touched another girl's hoo-ha. I must have never paid attention to my own before, because I was so surprised at how it felt! It was very nice, but I had no idea what to do with myself. Or her, I guess. So there was definitely a learning period where I had to slowly figure out how all the girly bits and pieces worked.

"So, I move my hand like this?"

"Oh, over there?"

"...over here?"

"....Well where is it??"

I also remember the first time I went down on a girl. I was definitely hesitant about that.

I was very nervous.

I mean, a LOT of stuff goes on down there.

Going down that first time was a lot like getting my eyebrows waxed.

1. Apprehension and Fear.

2. Tense and Ready for Misery.

3. THE MOMENT

4. "Oh. That wasn't so bad."

5. Enjoying the effects.

6. "Think I might try that again..."

Yes. Brow waxing = Oral sexing. I can't believe you never made that connection before....

And then the next time I paid a visit to downtown, I swaggered into the joint full of bravado and a zeal to prove my awesomeness to the population of one.

And I haven't looked back since.

But I do experience a small degree of nervousness every time I've slept with a new girl.

When I sexed with a girl after nearly a year and a half of near celibacy, I literally had a mid-foreplay panic attack of "What if I have forgotten everything??"

Thoughts, like, "What if I've been having Lesbian Sex wrong all these years? What if there are Lesbian tricks she knows that I don't? Will I seem less gay to her? Will she like me less? Will she think I'm stupid and naive and aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!?"

I've had those thoughts every first time.

I think it's less stressful when you approach sex with a girl in a "I have no clue what I'm doing - Let's just have fun" way.

Once you claim you know what you're doing, you have to back it up, right?

Stressful!

But I've learned that sex is sex is sex is sex. There's no right or wrong in sex. There is only "Is It Cool With Your Partner" and "Is It Not Cool With Your Partner."

I've never been stopped in the middle of sexy bed time and asked,

"Um... what are you doing?"

"Uhhmm.... Ultimate frisbee?? Obviously..."

Guys are a similar but completely different story.

When I first touched a penis, I'll admit it - I laughed.

What a bizarre object!

But I wasn't afraid of it. Or the guy. I wasn't intimidated, per se.

(unless if they started talking about actually putting it in me - ick ick ick)

I was never freaked out. I was shy, maybe, but not completely awkward.

Maybe it's from all the porn I watch. Maybe it's because I honestly prefer girls.

But I didn't stress out, because I didn't care.

Boys are easy. Boys are Step 1, Step 2, Step 3 = gratification. I've never had a problem with holding their interest, sexually.

The problem was, could they hold mine?

Now that I think about it... Have I ever orgasmed with a guy?

....

Huh. I must have... Surely.... At some point, right?

Hmm. Anyways.

Girls are complicated. Girls are all different. Each girl has different zones, different speeds, different pressures, different rhythms - and it can seem very overwhelming!

And I like that. Girls are puzzle begging to be solved.

I know I'm not going to be perfect.

But I know I'm the perfect person to figure out my special somebody.

I will say

Gaaaaaaaaay People have an advantage over Straaaaaaaaaaight People.

I know what girls like, from the inside out.

Because I am a girl.

Dudes know what dudes like.

Because they're dudes.

Sure, it's still a little nerve-wracking the first time around with somebody

but I think that's just how sex works.

Regardless

To put an end to this question

(because I've had a looooooong and hoooooooooorrible day at work)

Even though I no longer need it (Thank you, ZEE!),

I find myself in this place of sexual comfort.

1) With Guys - I just don't care. Do it with my eyes closed. Whatever.

2) With Girls - I know what they like, because what I like is a good starting point. The rest is a fun adventure.

I hope I have adequately answered your question. :)

Day 267

Today is Day Three in my Lesbian of Love series!

Thanks to everyone for your responses and questions!!

And Please send more! I am always happy to answer any and all questions you have about Lezzzzzzzzzzzzzzbians!

If YOU have any questions for the Lesbian of Love, simply send them to

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To answer Adrienne's question in my last post:

Yes. Gays are Taking over the World.

It's an insidious plot to undermine marriage and relationships and babies and apples and t-shirts and god and unicorns and solar systems and showers and really I could go on all day.

If you don't believe me, you can refer to The Oatmeal for proof.

Picture by Matthew Inman of The Oatmeal. This picture is in my blog without his permission because I'm lazy, but I'm not stealing it or saying it's my own. It's totally his. You should follow that link to the original comic whether or not you believe gays are taking over the world (which we must be because we're so totally awesome), because his comics are amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazing.

And now it's time foooooooooooooor....

The Lesbian of Love!!!

Today's Questions are again brought to you by my best friend.

I can't tell if he was being funny or truly inquisitive.

Either way, he asked some pretty good questions!

3.) Considering that the female body is much more sensitive and heightened to the sensation of touch and other stimulation, is a large part of lesbian sex simply the feeling of bodies touching in various manners?

I'm not sure if we women-folk have heightened sensitivity.

I mean, a woman has more nerves in her clitoris than a man has in his penis

(Because Clitorises ROCK!) ... (Clitori? Clitorus? Clitoriseseses?)

but I don't think that's a rule of thumb for the entire female body.

But this is as good a time as any to address How Lesbians Have Sex.

No, we do not lie down and simply hold each other,

waiting for something to magically happen.

No, we do not try to jam our genitalia together, as though, if we just pushed hard enough, one would insert itself into the other.

We have sex the same way you have sex.

Kiss for kiss.

Touch for touch.

Phallic use optional.

Do we consider it sex without the use of dildos or strap-ons? Yes.

True, you might just call it fingering or oral sex, and you would believe that to be one step shy of actually having sex.

Would your parents see it that way?

And you'd be surprised. If you place your hips behind your hand to power the thrust, you can enjoy penetration sex quite well, sans dildo.

And that's all I'm going to say on this subject unless I get any more specific questions. Because if I talk further, I feel like I'm just going to get pornographic...

4.) If you have lesbian sex under a rainbow, do neon colored Skittles come out of it? Will I turn gay if I eat them? Do they glow in the dark? Can you have hard sex so they come out in a King Size portion? Are you interested in a marketing deal for this product?

Normal lesbians will not have this capability.

However.

I am the Lesbian of Love, bitches.

And Skittles are my favorite candy.

They would turn you gay.

And I do plan to take over the world with gayness.

Now all I need to do is convince Zee to have lots of crazy, kinky sex with me...

Shouldn't be too difficult.

I hope this has adequately answered your questions. :)

Can I just add real quick - I started watching this Korean movie last night, and I got REALLY EXCITED

because it was shaping up to be a fun, quirky lesbian movie!

Last thing I expected in a Korean movie!

And they're Asian. Have I mentioned my thing for Asians?

So I'm excited!

About twenty minutes into the movie...

We get this Scene:

Mmmmmmmmmmm.

And then one of the girl dies five minutes later.

And there's still 75% of the movie to go.

DAMN. IT.

Day 268

Thank you for checking out my first day of the Lesbian of Love! But we've got a few more days left before Valentine's Day!

So if you have any questions you've always wanted to ask a lesbian (but felt it was too awkward), please send them to...

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All questions will be kept anonymous.

To answer the question left by The Lady in my last post:

No, I never did any Roadhouse Line Dance, but my wifey and milspouse blogger, Heather, did teach me how to give an awesome Roadhouse Yeeeeehaw for Birthday announcements!

And now it's time fooooooooooor............

The Lesbian of Looooooove!!

These next questions (and tomorrow's as well....) were submitted by an anonymous comedic best friend.

1.) Is it true that, when two lesbians have sex by scissoring, their mutual climax smells like Strawberry Shortcake and causes a bunny with a bandana to ride through the room on a Welsh corgi while "Is This Love?" by Whitesnake plays?

This could be true...

But we'll never really know...

Because Lesbians don't scissor.

"WHAT?!?!?" you ask. "NO SCISSORS?!?!?!"

"Say it's not so!"

It's true, folks. The concept of "scissoring" is one created by males to try to visualize how in the world lesbians could possibly have sex.

Every lesbian (having heard of scissoring) will likely try it once.

And, really, just once.

Because once is enough to tell you that it doesn't really work.

And even worse than that - it looks and feels awkward.

And doesn't sex have enough potential to be awkward on its own without adding scissoring to it?

The answer is yes.

2.) Being lesbians, I'm sure you often use toys for your sexual exploits. Is there some sense of emasculation or satisfaction you get from using a phallic device or strap on contraption? Does this, in a sense, give you the sensation that you are male for a moment?

Not gonna lie. Toys are fun. They aren't necessary, but they definitely can give a lesbian couple options.

They can give straight couples options, so ladies! Go check them out! :D

But there is something I'd like to address here. Often the question is posed - if you don't like guys, then why would you want to use phallic toys?

My answer to this is, just because we don't like dudes, it doesn't mean that our plumbing works any different.

This doesn't mean that all lesbians enjoy penetration, per se, but, if there is to be penetration, we prefer it to be done by a person with curves, boobs, sweet-smelling hair, and girly-bits.

Not a smelly boy.

But, back to the question, I do not think it gives me any sense of "maleness."

Not to lesbians, at least.

Maybe to ladies who are wanting to trans-gender.

But I, at least, have no desire to be a guy.

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In fact, I can just barely look at dildos in real life. I want them felt and used, but not seen or heard. If I see one, I start blushing and giggling and feeling... well, awkward!

And no way in HECK will I ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever use a "life-like" dildo.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwww.

I like my dildos to be purple or pink or blue, and I like shiny and sparkly!

If they can look like they just appeared from outer space, that would be wonderful.

And who can feel "masculine" when they have a pink, shiny/sparkly stick bobbing between their legs?

Speaking of...

If I'm wearing a dildo, I don't know whether to laugh or cringe.

Or stand there awkwardly, thinking, "Um... what do I do with this again?"

I hope this has adequately answered your questions. :)

Day 269

It is only appropriate that the first day of the Countdown to Valentine's Day is Day 269.

hehe.

But without any further ado, it's time for....

The Lesbian of Looooooooooove!!!

There's still time to submit your questions!

If there's anything YOU want to know about Lesbians, just send your email to

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Today's Question Is:

"When did you know for sure that chicks were your main dish?

Are you ever attracted to dudes?"

This is a question that Lezzzzzbians (and gay people in general) get asked a lot.

(all extra z's are added for comedic and sarcastic value & do not reflect any webster-approved spelling)

And yet it is a question that Lezzzzzbians rarely ask each other.

I find that funny.

When did I know for sure? That's hard to say. I can only say, so far, I have had three revelations.

And the more Lezzzzzbian Literature I read, the more I realize these revelations aren't so uncommon.

A revelation is a moment when you think, "Oh! I really am gay."

Excuse me while I take a deep breath.

I started contemplating "alternative sexuality" when I was thirteen. It was cool, and I wasn't disgusted by the idea of kissing girls (and I somehow completely ignored the fact that I still couldn't stomach the idea of kissing boys).

As I went on to high school, I "experimented" a bit (as much as a goody-two-shoes can), but I still didn't have my first kiss with a guy until my senior year.

But it wasn't until I was in college that I had my first revelation.

A friend asked me this very same question, and, to answer, I began listing all my Lezzzzzbian Interactions since childhood. (Yes. Childhood.)

As the list went on and on and on and on and on, I started having an epiphany.

Then my friend asked how many guys I'd been involved with.

The list was... short. Miniscule. Practically obselete.

And the epiphany struck.

This wasn't a phase. This wasn't experimenting. I have always been more inclined to girls. Wow.

My second revelation was when I worked at Texas Roadhouse.

Guys have always hit on me. I'm a cutie, what can I say. ;) But a guy hitting on me freaks me out. It's like I've just been pulled over by the police for going 40 over the speed limit and I have four tickets on my record already.

Freaking out.

Guys at the Roadhouse were hitting on me. I quietly panicked while laughing and shrugging them off.

And then one day, a coworker says, "Hey, there's a girl here who likes you. She's totally thinking about asking you out."

Now, I had a girlfriend. And I thought my reaction to the boys at the Roadhouse was because I was "committed."

Oh no.

"There's a girl who likes you." --->> I instantly become a shark ready to stalk her prey.

When the conversation ends and I'm left to my own thoughts, I have my second revelation. Wow. I am really gay.

The third revelation was after my "committed" relationship ended. I decided to explore my bisexuality. For about a year, I bounced between boys and girls like a tennis ball at a sexual Wimbledon.

At the end of that year, I was evaluating my experiences, looking for common denominators. I was attempting to figure myself out, and, oh boy, I did just that.

I realized two things.

One, I like my girls to look like girls, but to have "masculine" characteristics. Not too much, just slightly. I like them to toe the line of gender-bending, while still very much being girls.

Two, I like my boys to be girls. The more effeminate they are, the better. The only way I want them to be boys is the same way I want my girls to be boys. Assertive. In fact, I realized that the boys I had fooled around with were often questioned about their sexuality - much to their dismay.

I realized that "girl" was the underlying factor in my attraction, and had my third revelation. Wow. I am really and undeniably gay.

Now, I prefer to say "bisexual."

Even though the first time I introduced myself as bisexual, the girl I told immediately asked me if I had slept around a lot. I didn't call myself bisexual for another three years after that.

I like "bisexual" because I get far less weird looks that way.

Which brings me to the second part of the question.

"Are you ever attracted to dudes?"

On the rare occasion, yes. They are usually extremely effeminate. Haha.

Or Han Solo.

But I am very much gay.

Like, gimme boobies, please.

Like, I lied to myself throughout high school, saying I only checked out girls' asses because guys don't have any.

Like, I happily browse lingerie ads just to admire thighs and boobs.

And by "admire" I mean....

Like, woah. I. Am. Gay.

But I can still sometimes see a guy and think, "Yeah, I'd hit that."

Unfortunately, most of humanity seems to operate on a binary system.

Either you are gay.

Or you are straight.

Either you like only boys.

Or you like only girls.

So if I check out a boy and admit it, immediately people around me start having voyeur identity crisis. "But! But! What?! I thought you were gay??!"

Yes. I am gay.

But just because you are straight, it doesn't mean you didn't totally checked out the hot soft butch Lezzzzzbian who walked by you.

And if you were honest with yourself, you thought, "Oh yeah. Doable."

We are all far more bisexual than we give ourselves credit for - even guys.

Finally, I think that I am more able to admit to this bisexuality (however slight it is) because I am a very feminine person who has grown up in American society, which dictates that, as a female, I should be attracted to men.

This is why it took me (and most other femme Lezzzzzbians) a little while longer to own up to my gayness. I'm a girl. I'm supposed to like boys. What other options are there?

And then when I did fool around with girls, I was able to make excuses because I'm supposed to like boys.

But I couldn't find any excuse for why I wasn't liking boys.

I think this is probably very different for Lezzzzzbians who have gender issues in addition to sexuality issues.

(Now, by "issues" I do not mean they are "problems." However, it is very difficult to become adjusted to the fact you operate differently from how your family and your community dictates that you should.)

I personally believe that had I been far more masculine, I would have identified sooner with men in my surroundings. And, taking cues from them, I would have admitted to liking girls sooner as well.

This, in my opinion, is what explains the discrepancy between Lezzzzzbians who "figure it out" in their childhood and Lezzzzzbians who "figure it out" well into adulthood.

But, honestly, no two people are alike. So every story in answer to this question is going to be different.

I hope this adequately has answered your question. :)

Day 274

This past weekend, Beckie, from Turn for the Nurse, was a little sweetheart and passed on a Versatile Blogger Award to me. She's such a doll. If you aren't already following her, what are you doing with your blog-life?

Beckie is also a far better blogger than I, and she is mad-involved with the blogging world.

Since I'm only half-involved, I am going to be lazy and only do half of the rules.

Because apparently awards have rules these days.

There are four rules to this award.

1. Thank the person who gave you the award.

2. Answer 10 very important questions.

3. Pass on the award to ten people.

4. Let those people know you did something for them.

Eh. I'll do one and two.

Without further ado...

1. Thank you, Beckie! You are adorable and a joy to follow! Much love!

2. Ten Questions

Why did you create this blog?

I created this blog because I miss my girlfriend in unreasonable amounts. I thought, "Hey! Why don't I use a blog to keep track of the days? I'll call it 365 Days and Counting!" I thought this was soooooo original. ...........it's not. But unlike most other counting-downers, I started with 365 instead of 1. Because it just makes more sense that way.

What kinds of blogs do you follow?

Eh, I follow mostly military spouse bloggers. I follow my girlfriend, even though she doesn't update. I follow an old friend from my study abroad cruise who just had twins. I occasionally browse to see if there are any other types of blogs I'd like to follow on Blogger, but nothing has really caught my attention just yet.

Favorite make-up brand?

Uuuuh. .... I don't know? I don't wear any... I guess if I'm in a pinch, I'd just run to Walmart and get some Cover Girl. I say that because that's exactly what I did when I was in the Pride of the Southland Color Guard. They had a "You Must Wear Make-Up" Rule for game days. I hated every second.

Favorite clothing brand?

Again, I'm not really sure. I will shop anywhere. I do have a great love for J. Crew, but I rarely buy from there as I rarely see anything that I truly love... I don't understand that logic either.

Indispensable makeup product?

Chapstick. Burt's Bees Original to be exact. Carmex, if we're desperate.

Favorite color?

Purple, followed by a deep Green. Looooove...

Favorite perfume?

I don't really wear it... I have this one bottle that mom got me from Aeropostle a trillion years ago. It's the tiniest little thing, and I have yet to use it up. I wear it only on special occasions when I just happen to remember.

Favorite film?

Star Wars. Hands Down. No Competition.

What country would you like to visit and why?

I am sorry that my answers are so lame, but it's really hard for me answer this question. I literally cannot pick just one country. I am that girl that will happily go anywhere in the world. And I look forward to all the traveling I'll be doing with Zee. But! To make at least one answer in this post interesting, I will say that I have been to Puerto Rico, Hawaii, Costa Rica, Brazil, Honduras, South Africa, Mauritius, India, Malaysia, Vietnam, Hong Kong, China, and Japan. Technically I have also been to Canada and Chile. But Canada we literally just popped in to visit a family, glimpsed Niagara Falls in the dark, and left. And Chile... well, my mom was pregnant with me. That kinda counts. Haha.

Would you rather forget to put mascara on one eye or forget blush on one side of your face?

Blush. My eyelashes are long enough to be noticeable if I forget one. But my face gets red so easily, you'd never notice the difference. :)