It all started with a number of noise complaints and one “that’s-it-I’m-so-over-this” call to the police…. Typically, this isn’t how most “love stories” begin, and this one certainly isn’t worthy of a book or a Nicholas Sparks adaptation, but it’s how mine started and it makes me smile. I’ve referenced my boyfriend (seriously, still hate … Continue reading
2016 marks the seventh year of HauteThought’s existence. That’s right, I’ve been blabbing in my own corner of the Internet for seven whole years. That number took me by surprise. I feel like I’m still getting my feet wet, slowly trying to figure out topics and points of focus, yet this blog has been around for … Continue reading
It’s a tragedy. Losing not one, but multiple friends in one fell swoop. You catch up with them weekly and know their innermost secrets. You’ve been introduced to their family and have seen them at their worst. At times, you can even predict what they’ll say next, especially if the friendship has lasted for years. … Continue reading
When you’re a person who hates the cold as much as I do, there are few things worse than checking the weather in the morning only to find subzero temperatures. If you live in Chicago like me, that’s a fact of life for a few months out of the year. (It’s a fact of life I … Continue reading
Last October, I wrote a post for my dad’s birthday, full of things I’d learned from him. At the end of that post, I promised a version for my mom’s birthday, which happens to fall on Valentine’s Day (cue the oohs and ahhs). To honor my mom’s true self, I’m showing up to this party … Continue reading
Call me old fashioned, but I find something deliciously wonderful about a handwritten note. No, really. Do it. You can call me old fashioned. When it comes to this subject, you certainly wouldn’t be alone. For that reason, and a few others listed below, I have a life mission: to keep handwritten notes alive and … Continue reading
*Disclaimer: Before I begin this rant, I’d like to emphasize that this post is not about chivalry and its death, despite the fact that all of my “victims” are female. It is about rudeness in general and is not gender specific. End scene. Though one of my goals after reading The Happiness Project was to not … Continue reading
The other day, I decided to write a post about the cringe worthy phrase, “that’s not my job” – which can also be read as “I don’t feel like it.” Then, wouldn’t you know it, I said a derivation of that phrase at work this very morning. Not once, but twice! Color me ashamed. After I … Continue reading
I just had a birthday. On the Fourth of July, as a matter of fact. Before you say the following, I’ll go ahead and take the liberty to do so: yes, I get fireworks every year; no, they’re not just for me; yes, it’s such a fun birthday; and, yes, I know I’m a firecracker. … Continue reading
A little over two years ago, I moved from my comfortable parents’ house in suburbia to the city of Chicago. Having grown up just 23 miles outside of the city, the transition was simple. That said, moving downtown hasn’t taught me anything crazy about myself, by any means. If anything, I’ve learned a lot about … Continue reading
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