Unhealthy Habits; A Column
Well, welcome to my column!
I’m Dani, I’m a freshman in college, maybe, not definitely, studying journalism and I was bestowed with the gift of getting to write this column for you. I’d be blatantly lying if I didn’t say the first thing I did before sitting down to write this was search “How to write a lifestyle column?” on Google. Granted, I feel like in this technological climate, this is a common occurrence… especially, when we get confused. Quite frankly, I find myself befuddled a lot these days, the direction in which anything is supposed to go is unbeknownst to me, almost always. Is that relatable? Apparently being relatable to your audience is a great step in the right direction when writing a lifestyle blog. I hate following rules.
Amongst my many average skills, I’d consider my writing to be a diamond in the rough, perhaps just above average, and is also one of my favorite things to do. I’m excited to take on this task of word vomiting to you weekly because I deeply prefer staring at my screen and writing about myself and my experiences than talking to my therapist, additionally, this does not cost anything… Balance is key! But you should definitely see a therapist if you need to and I am not liable for promoting any unhealthy habits.<3
I suppose now we’re at the point where I’m sure you're wondering (or you’re not, and that’s cool too) what exactly this is gonna be, and what “lifestyle” means coming from me. When I think of a lifestyle column coming from a teenage girl trying to create a career in journalism, just one thing comes to mind; Carrie Bradshaw, Sex and The City-esque. Admittedly, I am a self proclaimed, professional romanticizer of all things, but I am nothing if not painfully self-aware. I always considered myself more as Samantha anyways. I take my work very seriously, I think you’ll come to learn this as we get closer. I 100% do not write most of my work at 3:18 AM while vyvanse courses through my veins (do not try at home).
Ideally, I want to create a space of reliability. I want to offer a safe space for whoever is reading this, that no matter what I write about, who I trash talk, the things I cover, know that you are not alone in anything. Feel free to think of me as your super cool, super sexy, super smart and fun older sister or greatly wise younger one? Whatever cooks your cookies works for me! If I have any hopes for this column that I am going to nurture into my very own potty trained child, I hope that at some point in time, someone can read a post, and feel just a little bit happier and a little less alone. I plan to go the whole 9 yards here. I went to highschool with a thousand purebred perfectionists, and holy hell, we do it all. As a recent high school graduate, the war zone of highschool is profoundly fresh on my mind, it is so crisp and layered, just like a ripe onion.
From the confusing yet humbling navigation of friend groups in high school, and the hierarchy of lulu lemon wearers (coming from a former wearer), to the exploration of self identity and confidence, and definitely the ache of rejection served on a silver platter by a relentlessly malnourished skater boy; I’m going to cover everything. Now, I’d like to call myself well versed in everything, however, I’m still young and surely still learning. I’m merely an 18 year old freshman in college living in New York City, the fuck do I know? So bear with me and sometimes we can go through it together. I’m hoping this column can act as a place of growth as well, a place where we can figure this shit out together, but do feel free to let me know via instagram DM if you’re concerned about whether I’m contemplating my peak too much. I often find myself in a dissociative state trying to piece together if I'm living the highest point of my life or not, but I also think that is a lot to unpack and I don’t have the energy for that. Trust me, the topic of conversation that is “peaking” is a whole checked suitcase. It’s overweight, you have to pay extra for it and you’ll need 6 hours, a bag of gushers and lots of willpower to unpack and put away.
So there you have it, this is it, this is my column, she may offer you insight, she may offer you advice, she might even offer you inspiration and perhaps a giggle or she may be epically underwhelming. A for effort though.
XOXOXOXO
DANI
