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Best Gifts Ever: Bathroom Goodies

Hey, lovelies! DAY 02 of Sincerely Ty’s Favorite Things. Yay!

As a self-proclaimed princess, I want no mention of my bathroom behavior outside of prepping and primping. I want people to think that hair, makeup, showers and dental care are the only possible activities going on behind my bathroom door. However, as a firm believer of doing what my body tells me to do (but with the utmost discretion), there’s a huge possibility that something other than the above-mentioned happens. You know what I’m talking about, right? Please don’t make me say it!

Bathroom Goodies featuring Poo-Pourri | Technically there is no proof that I’ve ever done that thing that happens when you’re all alone in the bathroom. But just in case it ever does, I have this little guy on standby.

Poo-Pourri How-To

  • STEP 1: Spray a little Poo-Pourri in the water.
  • STEP 2: Do that thing.
  • STEP 3: Wash hands.
  • STEP 4: Walk out like nothing happen. NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW WHAT HAPPENED!!!
Day 02

Day 02

Bathroom Goodies

It’s probably not a good idea to hand someone a gift box of Poo-Pourri. But because I am the BEST GIFT GIVER EVER (second only to Oprah and the Giver of Life), my suggestion is to bundle the gift with other bathroom goodies – like bath salts. The picture above shows canisters of goodies from my own bathroom. Each canister was $2 at Wally World and contains the following.

  • Canister of bathroom essentials (Q-tips and cotton balls)
  • Canister of bath salts (I make my own because I’m awesome!)
  • Canister of baking soda (Every Sunday the Princess gives herself a baking soda body scrub. No one on earth (not even Oprah) has elbows soften than mine!)

Total Bathroom Goodies no more than $25. Put the Poo-Pourri and all the goodies in a bag, hand it off, smile and say “You’re Welcome.” Easy gift! Might want to buy some for yourself as well.

Sincerely, Ty

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Best Gifts Ever: Candles

Hey, lovelies!

The countdown to Christmas has officially begun. How’s the shopping going? Did I make the list? If not, no problem. It’s better to give than to receive, and I’m probably the BEST GIFT GIVER EVER, second only to Oprah and the ultimate giver of life (God). It’s true! I love to see the looks on peoples’ faces when they open my gifts. Priceless! So what’s my secret?

  • ASK: I ask my gift recipients directly what they want. No middle man. No hints. No second opinions. Just tell me what you want! You can’t go wrong with that.
  • TALENT: I’m just good at it. Don’t be jealous, be wise and leave the shopping to me.
  • TASTE: My personal tastes are of quality, efficiency and practicality. Thus, I often buy others items that I’ve already purchased for my personal use. Never fails.

Don’t trust the formula yet? No worries. Inspired by Mother O, today marks DAY 01 of Sincerely Ty’s Favorite Things. That’s right! Things I like that I’m sure you’ll love. By DAY 25, I’m sure you’ll be convinced.

Henri Bendel Candles | By far the best candles ever. Expensive? Yes, but well worth the price. My favorite is Peony. I purchased the candle in September 2013. That’s right! Still going strong. The candle burns clean and can also be used to add a soft scent to a small space by simply opening the container lid. Definitely add this to your shopping list.

Sincerely, Ty

Number OnePeony Henri Bendel Candle

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Philanthropy is Sexy

Philanthropy is Sexy

ATTENTION FELLAS: Philanthropy is sexy! I thought I was alone with this thought, but apparently the attached campaign from Men’s Warehouse agrees with me. However, I’m not completely on board with philanthropic actions executed with the intent of getting “laid.” Nevertheless, it’s for a good cause, right? Let’s keep telling ourselves that.

TRUE STORY: Recently a friend and I visited Virginia Beach. The friend: tall, brown, handsome and civic-minded. Me: Awesome in every way. At the end of our trip, we were seduced by the Dairy Queen (DQ) and decided to give in to temptation. As we approached the line, a woman in a wheelchair and her children rudely cut in front of us. My friend and I looked at the family in disgust, but quickly changed our scoffs to looks of concern. At initial sight of the family, it was clear that a lavish lifestyle was something they lacked, steak was never on the menu and paychecks were spent before they were received. Kind of like me (except I’m ballin’ on a budget and I don’t eat beef). The woman began to give her sob story to the cashier, Andrew, about how her car was towed from the DQ parking lot, and she barely had enough money to take her kids to the beach to have a good time, let alone pay tow charges.

As my friend and I, ping-ponged back and forth between Andrew and the woman, we began to feel sorry for her situation. As the woman continued to inform Andrew of the issue, my friend and I observed the parking lot behind us, noticing that there was no visible sign to indicate that towing was enforced. At this point, the woman was crying. Andrew, on the other hand was giving zero f*cks about the matter and took out  his frustration on his next customers (friend and I). Never in my life has ordering a tasty treat of delicious goodness felt so forceful. “Is that it?” Andrew asked my friend after taking the order for the first tasty treat. Being affected by the recent events (and being a little indecisive), I took a while to order my treat. Most likely it took 45 seconds, but that can be an eternity in fast-food land. Should’ve known better than to linger because Andrew’s lack of consideration for the woman, me ( and my indecisiveness) and all of mankind in general was taken out on my treat.  Ice cream never looked so sad and disheveled. He didn’t even blend the Oreos. Such a jerk.

After the treats were paid for and received, I questioned whether or not I should go back and complain to Andrew’s boss. No because of the ice cream, but because his attitude was the absolute worst. Walking we saw the woman again with her family. This time her husband was near and she was on the pay phone sobbing again. I’m assuming she was on the phone with the tow company. Without missing a beat, my tall, brown, handsome, civic-minded friend reaches in his wallet and hands the woman a nice bill. AAAAAHHHHHH! That was SO SEXY! I wish you could have been there. So yes fellas, philanthropy is indeed sexy.

Sincerely, Ty

P.S. I drove to the tow lot in attempt to pull at the owner’s heart strings. My goal was to settle the woman’s tow charges for $50, but because God looks out for us, he completely turned the owner’s thoughts and the tow charges were erased from the books. Like my mother says, “Ain’t God good?” I agree! Or should I say, “Amen!”

Hello, Lover

My Heart Belongs To Shoes: Day 6

Tomorrow my week long love affair with shoes comes to an end. In the meantime, enjoy the classic BB Suede Round-Toe pumps courtesy of Manolo Blahnik and Saks.


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Love On Top

My Heart Belongs To Shoes: Day 5

My love is on top with these Gucci Horsebit Patent Ankle Strap Sandals. Show your feet some love! They deserve it.


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