Whole 30 & Flirty | Lifestyle Post

Beef-Pumpkin-Stew-WMI’ve found that, generally, people in Seattle tend feel guilty about two things:

1. not being able to find the recycling bin (I’ve been the receiver of these confessions more times than I can count) and 2. their diet. The words “whole 30”, “paleo”, and “gluten free” have been sung into my ears so many times, in fact, that I’ve actually decided to give them a shot.

Why?

It all started a few weeks ago when I noticed that, if I was reclined a certain way, I could use my stomach as a table to hold my microwaved burrito while I watched Game of Thrones.

Now, it would be unfair to neglect to mention that ever since the Beyonce concert in Paris I have been on a mission to reshape my body to the proportions of the queen…but we all know that booty doesn’t come from half-ass squats done on a yoga mat in a studio apartment on Capitol Hill. So as I was half-sitting up on the couch, audibly pleading for Jon Snow to love me I then thought, “what if I change up my diet and add in some lunges to the apartment workout circuit? THEN I’ll be on the yellow brick road to booty-ville.”

So now here we are–knee deep in protein, leafy greens, and a vicious craving for those pillsbury halloween sugar cookies with the little ghosts on ’em. My favorite paleo-friendly recipe I’ve made so far is very “fall” apprope: Pumpkin+Beef stew (via meatified).  It’s super hearty and flavorful and it makes a lot (which is great because this meal prep thing is a strenuous activity for us modern microwave-burrito-eating women).

Super excited to see how I start to feel with the introduction of a healthier food pyramid into my life. I’ll keep ya’ll updated on how it’s going with the recipes and use you as a support group for when I start to miss bread so much that I’m writing it sonnets.

Hopefully the combination of the lack of pizza and additional, vigorous lunging means that my transformation into the queen will happen sooner rather than later. This once basic booty is about to get bey-utiful.

 

Speak to you soon!

 

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[Up]Beat the Heat | Monday Playlist

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Things I learned this weekend that might be helpful to everyone else in the world:

-Running outside is great; running outside when it’s 95 degrees is a great way to feel like you’re living your last moments.
-If you like Pina Coladas, then you’ll love the way you smell for 48 hours after using coconut oil to moisturizer your beach-ready legs.
-According to Instagram, Paddle-boarding is the new black.
-If you’re still anxious to learn how to twerk, pay attention to what your body does next time there’s suddenly wasp flying near you.
-Surprisingly enough, the “World Cup” isn’t a souvenir pint glass that you receive if you successfully visit all of the villages in Epcot.

And the final thing I know after this weekend:
-Listening to this playlist will get you amped
 

 
Hope you guys got a little bit of a laugh on this Monday morning!

Speak to you soon!

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Amsterdam Photo Diary

Amsterdam | via Red Lips Tortilla Chips Amsterdam | via Red Lips Tortilla Chips Amsterdam | via Red Lips Tortilla ChipsWeaving between the canals and narrow side streets of Amsterdam was one of the more surreal things I’ve ever done. It looked like a painting and it smelled like pancakes. Always.

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Somehow, though she was yelling, she still sounded like the nicest person I’ve ever met. Everything in that language sounds bubbly, so I all I thought when I heard the wail of warning was: Das Koot.

Yes, that does mean exactly what it sounds like. Perfect, I know.

Amsterdam | via Red Lips Tortilla Chips Amsterdam | via Red Lips Tortilla Chips Amsterdam | via Red Lips Tortilla Chips Amsterdam | via Red Lips Tortilla Chips Amsterdam | via Red Lips Tortilla ChipsI think if I were to compare Amsterdam to a city in the United States, it would be San Francisco. The city is a an architectural artwork created in hues of blues, grays, reds, and browns with intermittent color on every block.

Past the walls are the roofs, each shaped as unique as the city they look over and often trimmed with ornate, sculpted detailing. The buildings are dotted with almost as many windows as bricks, and light is welcomed into the homes of those who reside in them.

For me, this means that people would become all too aware of the amount of pastries I’d be enjoying and dutch television whose subtitles I would be enthusiastically reading aloud. What channel? The food network. Come on.

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After all is said and done, I think I’ll be going back to the Netherlands. If not for the scenery, the museums, the culture, the markets, the colors, the people, the flowers, the beer, the painted clogs or the food…

Then I’ll at least need a second visit back to find and apologize to that happy-angry lady who just wanted an interruption-free, city cruise on her bike.

All photos taken by me. To see more photos follow me on instagram at @lacunningham

Fashion week catch up 2 coming soon! Also, more pictures from Europe.

Speak to you all soon!

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