Project 30 and other fun internet happenings


My friends! How are you today?  This photo has nothing to do with anything, I just find it entertaining. Speaking of things that are entertaining, I thought I'd  share a little internet fun, just in case anyone else is facing down the barrel of a Tuesday afternoon and seeking some distractions. 

Allow me to direct you towards one of my favorite blogs, 365 til 30!! I've linked to Kate's blog in the past, I think she's just the coolest. Funny, real, adventurous and super enthusiastic about the quest to make the most of adulthood. Also, she's guy named Brian AND they went to Vietnam on their honeymoon. How could she not be cool?!

She has a series called "Project 30," which features women writers, bloggers and creatives in their 30's sharing wisdom and wit picked up in three decades. I'm a huge fan of the series and eagerly read every post the second they publish. Check 'em here, they're all worth a read.  Spoiler alert: no one ever feels like they've got it figured out. Let's all chill! 

I don't know if she was drunk or in a temporary coma or something but this week's post is from none other than yours truly! I was so honored when Kate invited me to participate and feel like I learned all sorts of deep truths about life and aging and myself. 

So why don't you scoot your boot over there and get wise with me? And as long as you're there, be sure to stick around and check out Kate's blog. You can thank me later!

Virtual smooches to Kate for inviting me to be a part of the fun!


And as long as we're goofing around on the internet, here are a few other fun links (not involving me, sadly) from around the web: 

Lena Dunham is publishing a newsletter! Will you subscribe? (I did!) 

This is old news but as a PR girl with a celeb obsession, I thought this was supreme-o fascinating stuffs.  (RIP #bennifer.) 

See you there

I'm sure you've all seen this horror story making the way around your facebook feed by now. I will never forget seeing this IMAX movie about California when I was a kid. They were talking about the San Andreas fault and showed a graphic of California breaking off from the rest of the US and floating off to sea and I was just like, FUCK NO I am never going there ever OK bye and was afraid of California for years. Fear renewed & adding Oregon to the list. goodbye forever, I live in a bunker now. 

Equal parts hilarious & infuriating. (Thanks for the tip, Rachel!) 

Would anyone like to have a long, fraught discussion with me about language and women? Because it's, like, all over the news and I just like, can't stop obsessing over it. 

Speaking of obsessed, thoughts on Go Set a Watchman? I have millions. Here, here, here, here, here, ANNNNDDDD here are just a few of the trillion reviews and think pieces I've consumed over the past 72 hours. LET'S DISCUSS. 

I have not yet seen Magic Mike XXL (failing, I know) but Roxanne Gay's recap is everything. 


The end. Have a beautiful Tuesday, my friends!

xoxo Liz Hott

Summer, Summer, Summertime is Here!

baby you're a firework

So I was just noodling around on the Facebook, as I do from time to time, and saw someone post that July 2 marked the halfway point of the year. Now, I don't know if that's actually true, I could look at a calendar but I'll just go ahead and trust this random internet meme shared by a girl from high school I haven't spoken to in 12 years because, you know, that's the way we live now. Millenials!

 Independence Day weekend always makes me feel a little bit panicky, that summer is slipping out of my grasp before it even started. So many summer goals, yet achieved. Beaches yet visited, heirloom tomatoes yet eaten, awkward sunburns yet procured. Oh to slow the passing of time! 

Dramatic much? Always, baby. 

There's this little park by my office where my girlfriends and I like to eat lunch in the nice weather. It's kind of a mini microcosm of New York City, now that I think about it, surrounded on all four sides by a performing arts high school, a rec center, office buildings and fancy brownstone apartments. On any given sunny weekday noontime you'll find the benches overflowing with errant youths smoking marijuana (in public! In the daytime! My goody two shoes soul panics at the very thought of it), kiddie summer campers and their counselors, toddlers accompanied by international nannies or hot, wealthy SAHMs, junkies, the weird guy who always wears headphones and sits on the same exact bench every day and, of course, many a yuppie like myself, kvetching about office life over $12 takeout salads. 

My gals and I like to sit in the back corner of the enclosed playground area, just in front of the swing set area, where there are a few shady benches ... and less shady people.  Technically adults are not allowed in that area if not accompanying a child, but we go for it anyway. Maybe I'm not such a rule follower after all! Check me out, teens. You may have your marijuana cigarettes but I'm pretty badass too. 

The other week, on June 22, the first official Monday of summer a few of us were sitting in our usual spot in the playground when we heard this voice behind us. We all turned at once and there on the swings was this kid, probably eight or so just swinging all by him self, proudly singing:

"Summer, summer, summer time is here...summer, summer, summer time is here..."

Over and over, bright and happy, on repeat. Just singin' and swingin', pure joy personified. He was definitely old enough to be aware that this might be kind of weird but he clearly could not be bothered. Summer vacation had begun and goodamn it, he was going to live it to the fullest! 

sparkly sparks

Guys: let's live the rest of summer 2k15 like that kid! Just soak it all in. No moments of worry, a zillion moments of fun. For as George RR Martin says in A Game of Thrones “Summer will end soon enough, and childhood as well.”

But also he's old and weird and depressing so I don't know, maybe let's ignore his wisdom? 

And listen instead to F. Scott Fitzgerald, who said "“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” 

Or to Albert Camus, who said “Au milieu de l'hiver, j'apprenais enfin qu'il y avait en moi un été invincible.” 

Or, of course, to Kenny Chesney who so brilliantly penned "“it's a smile, it's a kiss, it's a sip of wine ... it's summertime!” 

Maybe I did just type "quotes about the passage of summer" into the goodreads search bar and am now just copy / pasting with wild abandon. ORRRR I'm just chock full of multi lingual wisdom? How about that! (ALSO last I checked goodreads is for books so I'm not entirely sure how Kenny Chesney lyrics ended up on there but I do like smiling and kissing and wine and things so...)

I suppose what I'm trying to say is: summer, summer, summertime is here! Let's all live it to the fullest kids. 

xoxo Liz Hott