Friday, October 3, 2014

Where do you run to baby?

Hi friends!

I've received a few more emails lately asking me where the hell I went. The cold weather is coming, and we're all settling in for a lazy winter of Gilmore Girls netflix marathons and blog reading, I suppose.

I have not given up on r/p entirely, and will probably even update more as it gets colder and I'm stuck in the house more, but since I've had no projects or home updates lately, I had nothing to share with you! I've been in a nice lull of liking where my apartment is at / not wanting to change anything / going out and taking advantage of the one season that makes Chicago worth it.


If you'd like to follow along with whats going on in the life of Meg Zandi, I started a personal blog with the best URL ever.

It won't get rill rill or anything, because I am Irish and feelings make me uncomfortable, but if you want to follow along to hear about things like me being a Flaming Hot Cheeto chip tester and things of that ilk, now you know where to find me!
Stay subscribed to r/p for crafts/home stuff/etc, and Mariah Carey Fan Club (aka Everyday Embarrassments) for personal pictures, stories of times where I publicly embarrass myself, beauty reviews/tutorials, and pictures of cute things.


Monday, July 14, 2014


A week or so back, I had this dream (I know, I know, this is the worst way to start a story, but stay with me) where I was paid to eat potato chips. It was otherwise banal, literally my job was just sitting in a factory testing potato chips and marking little notes on a clipboard. 

I woke up and was like, huh, that was weird, I haven't had a dream in a while, let alone one so specific, and headed to my real job, where I sadly do not get paid to eat potato chips.

Fast forward six days, and I get a package at work. It comes in a huge box, but is very light. I open it up and find this inside:

I went through my emails and found that at 2:33am, the night I had the dream, I filled out a survey through my credit card company to do "Consumer Research on Snacks." I FILLED OUT A SURVEY IN MY SLEEP TO BE A CHIP TESTER WHILE I DREAMED OF BEING A CHIP TESTER. (Though a friend had a great point - are they still really trying to figure out how people feel about Flamin' Hots?)

So basically, life has been awesome lately. 


Tuesday, May 27, 2014


I love Pinterest, it is a never-ending time suck of pretty pictures of all my favorite things (food, diy, makeup, etc etc). There have been a few times that it has lead me totally astray, though. making me question my commitment to this relationship. The first time was when I found a recipe for some chili lime tofu that was so bad I'd rather have just eaten hot garbage, and this time, I've made myself a hot garbage craft.

As someone who runs a DIY blog, I know that there are times you do projects just for content, or projects just for fun, without really thinking about them much after that. This is one of those projects that was cute for a minute, then took a dark turn.

(This picture is not from the original tutorial, since I can't find it, but seems to be creeping down the same dangerous road I went down.)

By now, I'm sure a decent amount of readers have seen this craft, where you pour paint in an old thrifted vase, swirl it around, and now you have a colorful and fun vase. Upcycling! Now, before I share with you my tale, I take full responsibility that any heinous results are probably because I rush through things and am terrible at everything, so this is more like "here's one way that I fucked up, avoid this" instead of "this persons crafts suck".  

So I swirled a little leftover white paint in a vase, and then painted a face on the outside. I just needed a little impromptu vase for some Trader Joes flowers I had just bought, and it worked great. You can see here that he ended up getting a little accidental nose when I scraped off some of the paint with a flower stem, but overall it got the job done.

Until it didn't.

Within one hour, the paint had all started to fold and crumble because of the water, and the once-adorable face began to melt.


Okay, of course that isn't true. I just forgot to take a picture until like, a week and a half later. But basically, the paint does not hold up at all. (This disintegration happened over the course of about two hours.) I've since seen tutorials that are like, "Use glass paint, you dingus." but the tutorial I originally found specifically called for acrylic ("A good way to use up old acrylic paint!", even). I wasn't trying to create a family heirloom or anything, I just wanted an afternoon project that ended in something to shove flowers on. Which, I kind of got...

The cheesy smile paired with the melting face brings me such sick joy that I almost don't want to throw it away....but it smells really bad. 

Anyways, I just wanted to share this total fuckup with you. Also, I received my Glossybox today, so hopefully I should have a new upload for you later this week! (If you missed the first Birchbox review, you can watch it here.)

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