Valentine’s Day is a commercially constructed holiday pedaled by marketing and consumer culture, but I am the ultimate consumer – the number of things I’ve bought off Instagram is staggering 😅 And even though I haven’t had a valentine in… what year is it now? I still have love for all my galentines 💕
And I’ll still doordash a heart-shaped pizza and eat my feelings 🍕
I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
My graphic designer heart grew three sizes when I learned our family christmas party this year had a theme 💚 Partly bc we love wearing pambahay clothes, but mostly bc Grinch pajamas were on sale at Marshall’s LOL
She’s a classy one, Mr. Grinch 🎄
‘The nips were screenprinted a bit too high on this shirt’ – My aunt and my 43-year-old breasts
Are you even Asian if you don’t gamble and play games for cash prizes at parties???
Our youngest player, Via, was the big winner after the loudest, most intense game of LCR. She won nearly $200!
KIT KAT Miniatures Milk Chocolate Wafer, Christmas Candy Bag
I don’t usually commit to things like exercise on a Saturday morning, but I ended up signing up for the class, partly because everyone else was doing it and I have serious FOMO, but mostly because I’m extra and made the girls self-care gift bags.
All the gift bags contained everything below, but I added some goodies (like Scotchmallows for Shi and fake lashes for Christine LOL):
Goli Apple Cider Vinegar Gummies – when we had our wellness weekend in Joshua Tree, we were talking about how good apple cider vinegar is for you, but most of us couldn’t stomach the taste. IDK if these gummies have the same nutritional value as actual apple cider vinegar, but they taste like candy! If I could take all my medication in gummy form, I would 😆
Also, is this a flex??? Because this is how I swallow my meds every day (16 not counting the 3 I take in gummy form LOL). Should I add this skill to my Tinder bio? 😜
Update: The last time I took a cardio dance class was before covid with this same instructor at Culture Shock in Old Town. I walked 2 miles with Pammie around her neighborhood afterward and my knees were cracking like glow sticks.
I make gift bags for my friends every holiday—it’s my love language (yes, BBQ is also my love language… your girl’s hella lingual). I always include stuff for their husbands because I get along swimmingly with all of them 😊 I always pack extra Nerds Gummy Clusters for Jessie’s husband because it’s his favorite candy. She knows that, so I think she ate them on purpose 😜
When I went to Sugarfina for some Sugar Lips candy, the cashier remembered me from when I bought a bunch of Mistletoe Kisses for my Christmas gift bags. ‘You’re so sweet and generous!’ she said. Duh 💁🏻♀️ Giving is my love language, lady 💕
When I went to the dispensary to pick up gummies for the gift bags, I was like, ‘I’ll take 7,’ and the guy helping me was all, ‘Do you need something to help you sleep?’ and I was like, ‘Nah, these are for Halloween gift bags,’ and he was like, ‘Fuck! Can I come to your party?’ 😜
Get you a friend who gives you all treats not tricks for Halloween (It’s me. I’m the friend).
Who needs luck with all this charm? Just kidding (give me all the luck!).
Since I know Donna loves chocolate (so much so that she had ‘HERSHEY’ emblazoned on the back of her dance sweater in middle school, while my sister had ‘BABY LONELINESS’ LOL. I wasn’t in dance—I was still traumatized from the time I played the glow-worm in our class production of James and the Giant Peach in the second grade and had to wear a turquoise leotard in front of the whole school and pretend light was coming out of my butt), and I’m seeing her next weekend (she’s meeting us in Nashville), I made a St. Patrick’s Day goodie bag for her 💚
My sister’s husband heard me huffing and puffing up their stairs and he’s like, “What you got there?” and I was like, “Target delivery. I bought all this candy for Valentine’s Day.” And he’s like, “You making gift bags? You’re such a good friend doing this every holiday, but I’ve never seen someone send you a gift bag!” I’m not the kind of person who gives expecting something in return ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Giving is my love language, y’all ❤️💕 Well, BBQ is also my love language (I’m hella lingual).
Valentine’s Day may be a made up holiday, but these goodies are very real 😋
I also made these matching “On Godric” shirts for my sister and her husband. I’m not hood or a Potterhead (so I’ve never said, “on God,” and def have never said, “on Godric” LOL) and IDK what the fuck this dude is saying, but Pammie and D like him 😆
They’re like the goodie bags my friends give out at their kids’ birthday parties, only better (plus you don’t have to fight any kids for the Mexican candy after they hit it out of the piñata).
