Monday, December 31, 2012

UNC aka basketball HEAVEN

Let me preface this post with a small side note: I'm obsessed with the University of North Carolina. I'm sorry if I gush about it.

When we found out that UNLV was going to be playing North Carolina in Chapel Hill, the wheels started turning in my head on how I could convince my padre to take me. Christmas present maybe? I even requested the days off like 4 months in advance because I knew I HAD to be there. This is like a once in a lifetime thing, people. I'm sorry if you don't understand... it's weird, I know. But UNC is like the holy land of college basketball. Lucky for me, I got a free flight from being my dads companion and so I didn't even have to beg or ask santa! NORTH CAROLINA BABY!

It was a super quick trip. We flew into Raleigh late Friday night. We slept in Saturday morning, had breakfast at Waffle House, and then headed to the Dean Dome for the game!
Their campus is gorgeous. Trees and hills and brick buildings everywhere... why didn't I go to school here?

 We were lucky enough to have incredible seats again! It was a great game even though we lost. Their fans are so classy and friendly!

 Of course golden child got the invite from Kori and Stefan so we met up with them at the game. I really do love them.
 The coolest thing about UNC is their legacy. Like look at all those retired jerseys... insane! When Michael freaking Jordan is an alumnus, you know your school is amaze. And during all timeouts, they just showed videos of all their accomplishments and their crazy list of alumni in the NBA... it was so rad. Did I mention I'm obsessed?
After the game we went in search of some good Carolina barbeque. We randomly found this little hole in the wall- if you can't tell, it's called Hog Heaven! How perfect! Their pulled pork sandwich was to die for and we overdosed on hush puppies. It was the perfect way to end the day!

We flew back early sunday morning. It was a really long trip for such a short time, but I would do it again and again and again. Going to a game at UNC was a bucket list thing for me and it couldn't have been a better experience. 

Now I'm off to paint my life Carolina blue.


Since I still work at Nike (who ever thought I would still be there 2 years later... cray) I have access to the Employee Store in Portland, which is pretty much Nike heaven and everything is 50% off and there's no sales tax. It was a heavenly coincidence that the Rebels were playing a game in Portland in early December, so my dad put me on his southwest companion pass and we went to go do some christmas shopping and see our best boys! Of course the golden child got to come along because really, what doesn't Jessica get to do? I love going to random places and exploring. I had one short stint in Portland with Court (relive it here), but that was literally only 12 hours. This time we were there for 2 days, and it was SUPER fun and jam packed!

 First stop: Employee Store. Packed and heavenly and overwhelming. Nike Santa was oh so good to the Leavitt family this year! And I got to see one of my fav former coworkers that moved here. It was so cool and if you ever get the chance to go, you HAVE to do it!
Next was Voodoo Donuts aka the absolute hands-down most incredible donut of all time. And I really know my donuts, trust. Like I can't even describe the amazingness of these donuts, they are so light and fluffy and sugary and just everything a donut should be. It's no wonder everyone RAVES about this place! Please please please go there and bring me back 18 boxes when you return.

It obviously always rains in Portland but it was pouring the whole time we were there, so at this point my hair died. Don't feel bad for me tho because I didn't bring a jacket with a hood so it was totes my fault. Just don't judge my appearance, thanks xoxo

 Working for men's basketball will also get you fabulous seats at away games... one of the perks of the world's best job! We played awful but came out with a W, which is really all that matters.

We loved Portland!

Saturday, December 8, 2012


Time to check in with the blog since I'm awful at writing in my journal. Not that this post has anything to do with anything.
I really just want to express how sick I am of my hair. 
But first, lets go through a short history of my hair issues.

High school = my stubborn curls that I had somehow wrangled into looking somewhat presentable. All you people who say you wish you had curly hair: trust me, you don't want it. Such a pain.

Senior year it went through a huge growth spurt, which I loved. I miss my long hair so so so much. (Also can we have a moment of silence for how skinny I was? Why oh why do we take these things for granted?)

After my freshman year of college, something possessed me to chop it all off. Looking back, I think it was Satan himself. I liked it for like a month. You know how people say to live life with no regrets? I'm pretty sure that's impossible, because this cut is one of the many things I regret over the years! For the record, I think regret is healthy. Moving on...

It's been 5 years and my hair has only grown a little past my shoulders. So. Frustrating. I've been so afraid to do anything to it other than the tiniest little trim, because I'm still scarred. I did experiment with this reddish-golden blonde color last year, which I loved...
...but last week when I said I wanted to try it again, my family admitted they hated it. Like my dad literally said to never do it again hahaha. 

And somehow in the midst of all this, my curls have gone pretty and manageable to a mess of weird, voluminous kinks and a cloud of frizz. Who woulda thought I would miss that crazy mess I had in high school? Now I'm forced to straighten it everyday, which is such a time suck. Not to mention heat damage up the wazoo.

So what's a girl to do? I love being blonde and it's pretty much my identity. I don't want to go dark, but I'm so so so tired of going back to the salon and getting the same boring thing every time. HELP ME. 
I came across this picture of Blake Lively the other day (she's such a goddess) and I kind of love this strawberry blonde thing she had going on... but I'm now terrified that I'll look awful, thanks to my family's recent disclosure.

Should I take the leap? I hear strawberry blondes have more fun...