Hello my darling readers, it's me, your long lost leader. I've been gone, on a quest, if you will (there was no quest, I just had an identity crisis and realized that I really enjoy pudding). Now I have returned and will make a minimal effort to blog more regularly. Minimal, at best. Seriously, don't count on much.
Now, blogging isn't exactly hard. There are thousands of assholes who do it every few days and they have a way more committed readership than I do (ya' bunch of jerks). Writing about things that interest me in an offensive, aggressive, and rude manner isn't something that I feel is particularly challenging or out of my element. Which is why, from this point onward, my posts will be less neutered. You see, before I was trying this whole, "don't be a dick" thing and that was no fun, which is probably why I was terrible at posting on the regular. So, like all good z-list, internet celebrities, I've cut off my first born blog for my much smarter, prettier, and funnier, second blog. Welcome to Leah is Judging You.
Leah is Judging You is exactly what it sounds like. There is literally no hyperbole. Now, LiJY (every serious blogger needs an acronym, because time is money) is basically the same thing as my previous blog, but with a much more wide and vicious scope. I will be reviewing fashion, style, makeup, trends, pop culture, and the like, but I'll keep my snarky anecdotes in each post rather than deleting with the same fervor as I do my internet search history.
So, where did this all come from? First, I have seriously, like, no hobbies. I like sleeping and eating and shopping. Sleeping is free and passes the time, eating costs money and makes you fat, and shopping costs money and usually results in me calling someone an asshole. Blogging and being a dick from behind my computer screen seems like a great bridge in to the social world. Second, my other blog felt annoying. After taking break from it for a few months, I reviewed some of my old posts and realized I was neither being successfully informative or funny. While, I intended to be informative I would find my that my posts were about as exciting as passing a kidney stone. So I decided I needed to be funny, and boy, am I fucking hilarious. Shimmer and Spikes was like the one friend that is nice and everything, but doesn't really contribute at all. You hate to be around her and are not sure of her social function. The only time she isn't a bore is when her best friend, the sassy spitfire, is around. They almost cancel each other out. Third, and somewhat on a similar note, my other blog wasn't me. I was hoping that some awesome makeup brands would just admire my no-bullshit approach and send me a whole bunch of free products. Well, that didn't happen (I blame you). I'm prone to identity crises, not unlike 2007 Britney, and Shimmer and Spikes wasn't helping. The things I enjoyed most were becoming a burden and I wasn't giving my captive audience anything that great to read.
That said, here we go.
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