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Monthly Archives: April 2015
Apparently a new instagram account appeared the other day. Its purpose seems to be providing sources to items featured by bloggers using the ‘liketoknow.it‘ affiliate link system. The account is called ‘whereubuyit‘ and bloggers are already pissed at this circumvention of their affiliate income. The two day old account already has 300 followers, and climbing. I don’t see the account lasting too long because surely some litigious blogger or RStyle rep will have it shut down.
I don’t have much to add here but wanted to see what other people think of this. I’m not a fan of denying people income, but on the other hand, there should be more clarification on how the affiliate link cookies really work. What say you, hams?
That Wife, encourages imaginative play, is shaking up the blog world with some awesome news. After less than 5 months of disabled comments, she has graciously decided to let people leave comments on her posts once again.
So let’s give comments on That Wife a try once again! Be nice…That Wife Blog will forever remain my little corner of the internet where I am reigning Queen of Everything and get to decide what it’s like to be in this space…
She says she wants her blog to be “an experience, not a broadcast”, and feels “comment-free posts felt a bit cold and impersonal”.
I’ve seen other bloggers do this flip flop of comments off, comments on, and it’s usually because traffic nosedives when you force your community to another platform to interact. When will bloggers learn ain’t nobody got time for that? I’m not going to twitter or facebook, no blog is worth that kind of effort. Just leave the comments on and be done with it, we all know you’ll turn them back on anyway when you need your stats back up.
…I’m just going to be real honest with you all right now and say that I haven’t been passionate about writing this blog for a long time now. I don’t know what turned the switch, to be honest. I just know that you guys deserve more than me writing mediocre blog posts every three weeks. I would rather write nothing at all, than write something without passion in it. I’m sorry, but that’s the honest to goodness truth.
She says she has felt guilty for not wanting to keep up the blog, but “felt like I owed it to the world to continue” and it seemed silly to quit, adding “why would you walk away from a perfectly great job you created for yourself”.
The ELR archives will apparently remain online, though comments will be disabled. She leaves to launch her “new business as an online health and fitness coach”.
For our first date, Doug invited Cary to dinner at Tamarind in downtown Manhattan. She didn’t know this was a test of compatibility–was she adventurous enough for Indian food? Nearly two years later, the answer is yes.
The happy couple, engaged about 15 minutes ago, have also set up a Bloomingdale’s registry. It features such must haves as a $600 Waterford “Vodka Set and Chill Bowl” and Ralph Lauren nut bowls, as well as a $130 “eye massager”.
So it begins, Cary’s life as the next…I don’t know, whoever the current Hamptons socialite du jour is, I stopped caring around the time Devorah Rose started at Social Life Magazine. I’m more interested in trying to figure out why Cary made a big deal about moving to St. Louis to ‘found’ her own website only to get married and move back half a year later, but, whatever.
Dooce, valedictorian of self-importance, has announced she is moving on to “different sources of professional fulfillment”. Apparently “these sources have become so numerous” that they require what is possibly the ugliest website I have seen since GeoCities shut down – heatherbarmstrong.com.
It seems Her Royal Mommyblogness just isn’t finding the same joy in personal blogging that she used to because writing is hard, and also there are meanies.
…what makes this livelihood glaringly different are not only the constant creative strains of churning out new and entertaining content—content we cannot delegate to anyone else because our audiences read our stories for our particular voice and perspective—but also the security systems we’ve had to set up as an increasingly more diverse group of people throw rocks at our houses with the intention of causing damage: passersby, rubbernecks, stalkers, even journalists. We have separate security systems for those who take every word and decision we share and deliberately misinterpret it, disfigure it to the point of it being wholly unrecognizable, and then broadcast to us and to their own audiences that they have diagnosed us with a personality disorder.
Ever the drama queen, she goes on to say online life “looks completely different now than it did” back in ye olde days, and that the “emotional and physical toll of it is rapidly becoming a health hazard”. Yes, blogging in an era of critical communities is becoming a health hazard, as opposed to the anti-vax community which is improving the health of the world, I guess.
She assures the internet she won’t be shutting down dooce.com.
I have no intention of shutting this space down. There are too many memories in these pages, and frankly, I still like to write stories. I still have a few contracts that I need to see to completion, and I will continue posting here.
So…basically she will just keep on posting sporadically on no real schedule, when she feels like it? Like she’s been doing for the past 2 years? Uh, ok, thanks for the update.
Anyway, her new site features a bunch of press mentions, all but one being from her heyday of 2009-2011. The front page lists her “actively engaged audience” and 1.5 million twitter followers, and then says the mommyblogger title “is a digital pigeonhole” because “Heather is actually a writer, a speaker, a consultant, and a huge fan of Britpop.” Not to mention a fantastic url chooser – if she ever wants to rebrand may I suggest Barmstrong Industries?
It’s Friday, hams, and you know what that means – it’s time to read another life changing book by a blogger. This week’s offering is “Homemakers: A Domestic Handbook For The Digital Generation” by Brit Morin.
Belle Gibson, cancer liar, has admitted to Australian Women’s Weekly that she lied about having cancer.
The interview is titled “My Life-long struggle with the truth” and comes complete with a softly filterered photo of Belle doing her best sexy apology face. When asked if she ever had cancer, she replied “No … None of it’s true.”
Belle then went on to complain about how mean everyone is being to her just because she lied about having cancer.
In the last two years I have worked every single day living and raising up an online community of people who supported each other … I understand the confusion and the suspicion, but I also know that people need to draw a line in the sand where they still treat someone with some level of respect or humility — and I have not been receiving that.
Belle is blaming it all on a troubled childhood, saying “I didn’t have any toys.”
Cupcakes and Cashmere, provider of elevated lifehacks, has shared her secret for those times “when someone’s service dies or they accidentally hang up and you spend the next ten minutes frantically dialing each other at the same time and can’t get through”. She and her best friend have a system that will forever alter the way you deal with dropped calls.
…simple things like phone conversations carry more weight, which led us to develop a bit of a strategy for those annoying times when calls drop…Our solution is simple: whomever initially dialed the other person is in charge of calling back. That’s it!
You guys. YOU GUYS. I don’t about you but I literally never thought of having a system for those times someone goes “sccrrr static sound driving into a tunnel *click*”. Usually I just text and say “call back if you want” or one of us, ya know, picks up call waiting if we are trying to dial them while they dial us. Now I can inform the other party of my phone pre-nup before the conversation even starts! In a world full of questions and confusion I say brava to Emily for continuing to post amazing content that the internet sorely needs.
Cary Randolph, husband hunter, seems to have finally nailed down a man. Just six months after moving back to Missouri her boyfriend apparently finally stepped up and proposed – and she’s already starting a wedding diet.
Her man finally popped the question 3 weeks ago, but without further confirmation I thought maybe it was a joke. Especially since a mere month ago, following speculation of a breakup, she was spewing rapture about life in St. Louis.
STL is pretty amazing. I love it here. My apartment sits right across the street from Forest Park, and on weekend mornings, I go for a jog and then pop around the corner for coffee. Saint Louisans take their coffee so seriously! I see my family at least once a month, thank God, and have a fantastic group of friends to see every other day and night. And when you factor price and convenience into your lifestyle plan, there’s so much more to do here than in New York.
With her fiance based in NYC I assume she will be moving back for what will be the fourth or fifth time now. But hey, congrats! All that hard work finally paid off!
TGIF Hams! It’s time for another liveblogged book. This time we are reading ‘Oh Joy! 60 Ways To Create & Give Joy’ by Joy Cho. I’ll be honest – I’ve been trying to read this thing for a week. I’ll get one or two pages along and just think ‘wut? who is this written for?’ but in my defense I’m neither crafty nor particularly into Pinterest type crap. So let’s get started! As always, I will update as I go…
Love Taza, as a family, is apparently selling off her clothes. She says she is in “crazy spring cleaning mode and wanted to sell a few favorites here before donating the rest”. For just $15 in shipping the highest bidder can own some used Anthro/Forever 21/J Crew/Zara clothing.
The fire sale comes on the heels of the announcement that Pippit went to the big app farm in the sky. If nothing else, it’s amusing to see how much fangirls will pay for used clothes just because they touched the skin of Almighty Naomi.
Jessica Quirk, wears stuff, wants people to know she wears the same things over and over because she is super real. Saying “Yea, I wore the dress last week and I like it, so I’m wearing it again!” she then proceeded to rant about how blogland kind of sucks nowdays.
I’ve been a little disenchanted with the blogging world lately with all of it’s perfection. The outfits have become astronimically expensive and disposable. I don’t have the budget or desire to wear things once. Sure, I have a dozen designer pieces I’ve invested in, but I’ll wear the same $25 dress on repeat too.
That’s right – Messica owns tons of designer stuff, ok? All those other bloggers wear free designer stuff like Messica used to, but not Ms. Quirk. She no longer has the money for care/of Oscar de la Renta. She’s keeping it real now because she’s starring in her “own little real reality show”. Too bad nobody’s tuning in anymore.
…a few weeks ago I was just hanging around the house with Kendrick and the kids and suddenly I got this searing pain in my chest, and I swear to god I started thinking that I was having a heart attack, it hurt so badly. I was sort of pacing around the house rubbing my chest and telling Kendrick that I thought we were going to have to go to the hospital..
Described as “a can’t-move-can’t-stand-someone-call-me-a-taxi-because-I’m-done pain”, she “all of a sudden…remembered” it felt the same as an ulcer she’d had previously. Thanks to Dr. Google she diagnosed herself with heartburn. Evidently it keeps happening “‘like once a week” and it “shuts me down for a good hour or two”.
I don’t think I can drink coffee anymore….This is so. upsetting…Coffee is everything…I have to stop drinking coffee, I think.
Jordan blames it on “trying to pack and find a house and deal with the logistics of a major family move essentially alone”. So apparently now she is going to drink hot water and lemon rather than coffee. Instead of going to the doctor to see what the issue is, I guess, because as she says, “you know, doctor’s visits to prep for the procedure, the procedure itself, the follow-up…what to do with the kids…ugh”.