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Not that I struggle a ton with my identity, in fact I am pretty confident in my skin, but in a society where people are most comfortable when they can categorize, box and label people, I am amiss with which bucket I am dropped into. Also, with my 25th birthday steadily approaching, I wonder, if faced with a life or death choice, which to categorize myself?

What three words would your friends use to describe you?
Putting aside the flattery which I assume inevitable: Hilarious, Inappropriate, Bitchy, I’ve definitely been described as the following:

  • Vegetarian– This one is probably most perplexing. While I am very content eating tofu, soy protein and tempeh until I explode, I absolutely scarf down meat. Hello, hot-pot, Short-ribs please! I am the chair of my company’s green team and spout ecologically friendly non-sense to all that will listen. Next Friday, I’m taking over my company’s beer time and making them drink eco-friendly beer. I suppose this could be construed as vegetarian…
  • “Granola Child” Hippie– The tree-huggin’, granola eatin’, guitar carryin’, no deodorant wearin’ kind. Ok, GUILTY. I’ve been known to hug a few trees, whilst eating granola. Related to my point earlier, I’m all about the Earth. I play the guitar and through the magic of genetics I don’t need deodorant. I probably should wear some though because my ever-lovin friends could be lying to me about how I smell.

  • Martha Stewart Craft Types– This woman is my idol. That financial rebel with her knack for making ponchos, even in jail. Whoa buddy, if I got to beat some dough with Jim Cramer… life fulfilled!  I have neither the cooking skills nor income to create the table spreads that Martha is capable of, but reading her magazines is like life porn. One day, if I read enough Apartment Therapy articles, I will attain a shred of her awesomeness.
  • Hipster– It literally took me two hours to figure out which hipster I was. I am for sure not the stereotypical hipster who wears ironic shirts and mainlines PBR into her body. I don’t have a minimum-wage job, I don’t think I’m über cool, yet pretend I am anti-cool. I’m not particularly fashionable and I listen to indie-folk music that everyone has probably heard of. BUT, and this is a pretty substantial but, I do encompass these tell-tale traits which are identifiers of the D.I.Y Hipster:
  1. I am a very serious coffee drinker. I could spend days hanging out in coffee shops. I go to as many different and new coffee shops no matter where I visit. It’s my thing, I suppose; some people collect stamps, I journal the cafes I go to.
    Currently, my favorite cafes in the Boston radius are:
    Crema
    (Harvard Sq.) for best overall
    Voltage
    (Kendall sq.) for best espresso drinks
    Cafe on the Common (Waltham) for best brewed coffee
    I currently live in Southie, which is where coffee goes to die. No, really, I went to several highly rated “cafes” to try them out. Between the assortment of flavored coffees and iced coffee default options, I was sorely disappointed. It’s like Dunkin’ Donuts and a convenient store had ugly coffee babies. Still, I managed to find one viable option: American Provisions, which is more organic grocery store than cafe. Decent brewed coffee + kind personable owners, something I could get behind.
  2. I’m all about crafting things that are kitschy, from making art out of paint chips to making scarves from t-shirts. I read these blogs daily for inspiration: Bloesem, A Beautiful Mess
  3. I shop at Trader Joe’s and Whole Foods. My Lucas is Gluten-Free, so that’s new. Learning how to make a lot of food from this amazing website, Gluten Free Goddess.
  4. I wear two types of eye-ware: Thick-rimmed glasses and these bad boys:
  5. On any given day I style myself similarly to this well-known face:

    Not always flattering, but it makes me happy. 🙂

Well there you go, readers, I fall somewhere into those groups.

Anyway, Happy Easter, y’all!

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