29Rooms by Refinery29 – San Francisco: A Review

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As someone who doesn’t have an Instagram account, I’m not the kind of person you’d expect to pull the desperate move of using the spotty cell reception between MUNI stops to purchase tickets to an Instagram/selfie museum via my phone the minute they were released, but that’s exactly what I did in in early May, for the Saturday, June 23 session of Refinery29’s 29Rooms in San Francisco, at the Palace of Fine Arts.

Refinery29 describes 29Rooms as an “exhibition comprised of 29 unique spaces that showcase a range of creative disciplines, from poetry to painting to responsive technology,” featuring collaborations “with a broad range of artists, talent, and brands.” 29Rooms first launched in 2015, but this is the first time they’ve held their pop-up “multi-sensory playground” in San Francisco. The theme for this year’s 29Rooms is “Turn It Into Art.”

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I’d already been to the Color Factory back in March, which was a joyously self-centered experience well worth the price of admission. At $35 per person (before fees), the tickets to 29Rooms were comparable in price, and I was sure that Refinery29’s take on the “Instagram/selfie museums” that have been leaving their non-biodegradable mess of plastic sprinkles all over the city* would be a good one, given their track record of publishing solid fashion and lifestyle content.

*The Museum of Ice Cream can go suck an endangered Hawksbill Turtle egg for their environmentally irresponsible choices as well as their jerkwad move to ask small local businesses for donations of ice cream for “exposure”!!! My 15-year-old cousin who went to the Museum of Ice Cream also said it was kind of boring, so they can eat my entire ass.

(Honestly I’ve been reading a lot less Refinery29 these days than I used to because I feel like their content quality has decreased significantly since the early 2010s, but still. They’re cool! Or so I thought…)

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lately (06.07.18)

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Since mid-February, I’ve been crying probably 3 or 4 times a week, which is a frequency creeping dangerously close to depressed-college-Sam levels of Crying Too Much. I’ve also been doing too little of the following: sleeping, washing my hair, washing my face, moisturizing my face, flossing my teeth, brushing my teeth, and bathing.

This is fine, I thought, like the comic strip dog wearing a hat while his kitchen is engulfed in flames. It was fine, because I was interviewing, so my anxiety was justified, and because I could deal with situational stress that had a foreseeable end. It was fine!

It was fine to have anxiety attacks at work while sitting at my desk doing nothing and having to leave work because I couldn’t focus while counting my heartbeats or feeling hysterical with nausea or trying to stop my eyeballs from producing inappropriately timed tears (a Sam classic).

And while I’m not yet at the point where I literally want to die and find myself zoning out mid-conversation or partway through a crosswalk to fantasize about tall buildings (college was uhhh how do you say this? rough), I am, in fact, not really all that fine.

My interviews are over. But I still had to leave my desk the other day to will a sudden onslaught of tears into submission in the privacy of a bathroom stall. I still haven’t been practicing normal hygiene routines (this week’s score: Hygiene-1, Anxiety-5), or sleeping at healthy hours.

I’m probably teetering on the edge of depression at this point, if I’m being objective about it, but this time I’m not so socially isolated that I’m being sucked into its gaping maw. I’ve got a few more hands to hold on to this time. It could be worse.

It also brings me some peace to know that my friend Victoria was right, back in college when I felt like I was going to break from the weight of deciding whether to quit my sensible second major (Computer Science) or not, and that she’s still right – either I’ll keep going, or something will break, and I’ll do something else.

It would be best if I could take one more tech job. I know this. I know how much it would help to take one more tech job, to hoard a couple more years’ worth of savings on a six-figure salary before I check the fuck out. But I’m not sure I can.

It might break me. And that’s the tea.

But I don’t want to end on that note. So here are some things that have been keeping my happiness levels afloat lately (and not so lately):

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How I Spent My Money: June 2017

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Once again I find myself beginning a How I Spent My Money post appalled by how over budget I went last month, though to be fair, in June I did go on a 4-day trip/vacation and pay for a future bachelorette party and 5-day trip/vacation (which are both related to my friend Victoria’s wedding).

(I think the takeaway is that I need to set aside a travel/event budget rather than count it as a regular expense, because it’s not.)

Anyway, here’s the breakdown for June:

Total spending: -$1135

This is $535 over budget, which is really terrible, especially because…

Emergency family-related expenses: $0

…there were no more emergency family-related expenses in June (thank goodness). While this is a good thing, it also means that I overspent in every other category, as you’ll see.

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How I Spent My Money: May 2017

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Okay guise.

Sooo…

I know I said in my inaugural “How I Spent My Money” post that I wanted to publicly share my monthly expenses so I could be more #accountable, but after tallying the totals for May, I’ve come to realize (only two months into this experiment) that I am goddang embarrassed by my own spending habits and I don’t actually want to publish them. 🙈

And yet here I am. Let’s dig into May.

Total spending: -$1220

The aforementioned emergency family-related expenses were still a major factor in this month’s total expenses, but even without taking those into account, I ended May well over budget.

Emergency family-related expenses: -$510

There’s not much I could’ve done about this, but now that the school year is over, my mom will be off work for a couple months, which means she’ll have time to rest up and I won’t have to spend $25 a day getting her to and from work in a Lyft.

(I couldn’t figure out a more economical way to do this because I work much farther from home than she does, and there’s no way I could’ve started work at 8:30AM (the earliest I could arrive at my office after dropping my mom off, if I drove her) and then left work at 2PM (in order to get to her workplace in time), every day, for two months.)

Going out: -$306

I went over budget by $66.

Of this $306, $230 was spent eating out with my partner (including one memorable $20 dinner at Chili’s after which I felt like death 🌶), and $0 was spent going out with friends. (It was a quiet month and I was home a lot since my brother is in South Korea and I am currently the only fully able-bodied person at home.)

My partner and I did eat out more than usual in May, probably because we were only seeing each other 2-3 days a week (for a handful of reasons), so cooking at home fell by the wayside.

I would have remained under budget, even with all our eating out, were it not for spending $76 on my ticket to see solo Harry Styles in concert this fall (!!!).

I wish I cared more about going over budget because I love One Direction too much, but I just… don’t. $76 feels like a reasonable price to pay for the experience of screaming along with thousands of other fans as Harry sings “I’m having your baby / it’s none of your business,” and honestly, the adrenaline rush of attending a 1D concert back in 2012 while they were still playing small venues? PRICELESS. 💞

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Original image of Harry wearing a baby blue velvet women’s suit(!!!) via The Daily Styles.

I need to shower and sleep so I can actually function at work tomorrow, but Harry Styles is hosting The Late Late Show this week and I am simultaneously ALIVE and DYING!!! (Aren’t we all.) I mean just LOOK AT THAT GREEN VELVET AND HIS DREAM BOY HAIR AND DAD JOKES DELIVERED AT THE SPEED OF MOLASSES!!!

I mean, really, Louis said it best. Always in my heart, @Harry_Styles . Yours sincerely, Sam

I refuse to watch the rest of the clips because I know I’ll never go to bed, like that time I watched One Direction’s very first SNL performance and ended up on YouTube at 3AM watching them all trying to fit on one couch while talking over each other and generally being the worst interviewees ever, and I am not gonna let that happen to me this time!!!! (At least until the weekend, anyway.)

Back to the point of this post.

I was window shopping at Forever21 and came across these two glorious floral(-ish) patterned button-up shirts that reminded me of Harry’s $1500 dad shirts that he leaves unbuttoned down to his fourth nipple:

Leaf Print Shirt (white), $15.90 at Forever21. Floral Print Shirt (red), $15.90 at Forever21.

I don’t have four nipples, but I’m considering purchasing one of them to wear, maybe with some black skinny jeans and Chelsea boots, when I attend Harry’s solo(!!!) concert later this year, because I mean… these are $15.90, not $1500, and Harry Styles’ looks are iconic.

I am 100% sure that I’ll find more Harry-esque things while online window shopping, so watch this space.

lately (05.14.17)

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I started off this post with “well pals it’s been a long time since my last life update,” but then I realized… I haven’t posted any life updates on this blog. What a concept.

Anyway, it’s been never since my last life update, so here’s what I’ve been up to lately:

  • skivving off work for a hot second in order to obtain A SOLO TICKET FOR SOLO HARRY STYLES!!! 🌸🌺🌷🌹 I did try to buy multiple tickets at first, but after one failed search, I spooked and switched to searching for a single ticket, which I bought as soon as it appeared on my phone screen. The whole process took like a minute and a half, not counting the 5 minutes before the sale time when I sat there compulsively refreshing my phone, but it felt like I’d just run a marathon. I’ll be seeing him in San Francisco (#BLESSED) and I can’t WAIT to hear my beautiful frog prince son Harry Styles perform! The last time I saw him in concert was at One Direction’s Up All Night Tour in 2012, which is way too long ago. I’m especially looking forward to hearing “Carolina,” “Two Ghosts,” and “Ever Since New York” live.

WHAT. A. BABE.

Black mini backpack, black blazer with a bit of shoulder padding, black button-up shirt buttoned to the neck, all offset with her true red lipstick!!! Sartorial genius!!!

AN ICON. AN ANGEL.

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  • reading 8 Minutes Idle by Matt Thorne and honestly kinda loathing it every time I pick it up. I received the ebook for this when I Kickstarted the film project (because I liked Antonia Thomas so much in Misfits), but I find Dan SO unlikeable, and the scenarios he finds himself in get progressively more depraved and seem to serve no purpose in the story. :/
  • finishing my reread of Call Me By Your Name by André Aciman, which I started immediately after my first read, because it is that good. (It is hands-down the sexiest book I have ever read in my entire life.🍑) As with my first read, I highlighted a lot of sections in the Kindle app, although this time I was actually unable to export my highlights because I exceeded the publisher limit for exports… probably because I highlighted THIRTY-ONE PAGES of text. That’s 12.1% of the 256-page long book. If that’s not a convincing recommendation I don’t know what is.
  • reading The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas and cringing because it’s so accurate and casual in its depiction of the small and large indignities and injustices that people of color face – some groups more than others. While it’s occasionally heavy-handed, 1) some people need systemic racism spelled out for them, and 2) it’s hard not to fall in love with the characters and root for Starr, the Black teenage girl who narrates the story, and for her family and friends and neighbors and white-ass boyfriend. And frankly, it feels really fucking validating to read in print a story that acknowledges just how much white people DON’T GET IT!!! (See the fuck below.)

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(Photo by Kevin Banatte for The New York Times)

Reading The Hate U Give as person of color who is not Black is especially interesting because I don’t get all the African American cultural references, but I absolutely recognize Starr’s experiences with code switching, going the fuck off when someone makes comments that have no violent intent but that are still hurtful and racist, wondering if you’re good enough for your white partner in your interracial relationship, and being ride or die for your family. I don’t think I’ll ever feel safe joining a protest, but I can and will continue using my voice to say “Uh, hey, that’s kind of racist” even when it means calling out my family or friends or coworkers. Minority solidarity, y’all.

  • trying to wring as much enjoyment as I can out of my life while being stressed from trying to keep house for two adults other than myself

It’s Sunday afternoon and I suppose I should be meal prepping and reviewing my workload and whatnot for the coming week, but instead I’m trying out this pizza dough recipe from Smitten Kitchen, because life is short, and trying to make a heart-shaped pizza for my mom on Mother’s Day is more important than being a model employee, y’know?

(My previous from-scratch attempts have been with this slightly different recipe, but my results have been mediocre, I suspect because I don’t roll my dough out thin enough.)

Here’s to a good week, pals. 🥂