What To Cook For Dinner When You’re Broke


Let me set the scene:

You come off a weekend of overspending and are faced with the harsh reality that now this week’s finances are gonna be tight. Or, if you’re like me and every other freelancer out there, you didn’t land as many gigs as you thought that you would this month, and now you’re in a jam.

Whatever the case may be, you have now found yourself broke, alone, and afraid to continue this adulting shit (so  over it.) And still, even while we are our least emotionally-stable selves, we gotta eat, and eating we shall do.

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In an age of standing up for global equality, I would be a complete fraud if I didn’t also acknowledge the upcoming approach of March 14th, otherwise known as “Steak & BJ Day” thanks to a bunch of 12 year-old boys with easy access to Urban Dictionary *In fact, before we get any further into this post, lets just all agree right now to change the name to Valenman’s Day instead of what we’re working with now. K? KAY! Glad we’re on the same page with things.Fast forward to us as a society (sort of) making strides towards getting past our sexist steak & bj joke days, I think the idea of honoring our partner the way they honored us on Valentine’s Day ain’t that bad of a thing.

Now now, I already know what your perfectly manicured fingers are getting ready to message me with, so hold on bbygirl.

Hear me out —

I’m someone who believes that Valentine’s Day is for both of you. I don’t buy into the notion that it’s “just a female holiday” and that men should be expected to buy us flowers and chocolates and pizza and cater to our demand while we sit back and watch The Bachelor in our old college sweatpants. Quite personally, I aspire to reach that optimum way of living on a daily-basis at some point in my life, so I don’t really need a holiday to do experience that.  Instead, I think it’s a great idea to view Valentine’s Day as just day to love each other a little bit extra. Do that one special thing that the two of you LOVE doing together, and fully enjoy each others company without any outside distraction. That’s what Valentine’s Day SHOULD be.


It’s nice to think that way, and while I genuinely do, in the end, Valentine’s Day more often than not always ends up becoming my day, not our day. My man gets me the flowers, he gets me the chocolates – my man does it all. I’ll usually bake him cookies, or grab a box of his favorite candy, but ultimately it does always end up becoming more about me.

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What’s the worst that can happen?


Hey, you.

I hope you’re in the mood to chat, because I’m in the mood to talk. However, make no mistake, I’m writing this with purpose — I’m writing this to ask you one simple question:

What’s the worst that can happen?

What’s the worst that can happen if you do something outside of your comfort zone? What’s the worst that can happen if you wake up in the morning and decide to wear the white jeans after labor day or the dress you’ve already decided “does not look good on me.” What’s the worst that can happen if you choose to eat the full-fat yogurt vs the low-fat kind? What’s the worst that can happen if your stomach is growling and you actually eat? What’s the worst that can happen when you listen to your body and give it everything it needs?

No, really. What’s the worst that can happen?

The worst that can happen is you’ll learn a new trade or a new skill or maybe even discover a strength about yourself that you never knew you possessed. The worst that can happen is you will wear those white jeans after Labor Day, and you’ll rock the shit out of them. That dress? It’ll hang on your body like any other dress of the past because that’s all it is. It’s just a dress.

The worst that can happen is you’ll probably feel guilty for choosing the “less healthy” option, but right now, you’ll probably feel guilty for choosing anything. Those feelings will eventually pass, and then they’ll come back, and then they’ll pass again, but only after torturing your brain for a few hours, of course.

The worst that can happen is your body will do backflips of joy at how well it’s being treated, and that may seem intolerable to you because your mind is telling you the completely opposite, but don’t listen.

The worst that can happen is that you’ll feel full and upset and out of control, but you’ll keep on pushing and doing these things because at some point you’ll be proud that you’re still pushing and doing these things. At some point those feelings will be nothing more than a whisper, a whisper that quickly gets shoveled into the NOT TODAY SATAN filing cabinet that you keep tabs on in your brand.

I’m writing this to remind you that some days may be harder than others, and some days you may feel like you’re losing it altogether. Some days you’ll wake up and feel like your strength to fight just isn’t worth it. Some days you’ll wake up and wonder why you’re even trying at all.

Some days you’ll stumble across a blog and read exactly what it is that you needed to hear, and that’s why I’m writing this.

I’m writing this to let you know that you deserve everything out of life. I’m writing this to let you know that you deserve late night phone calls with friends who have moved away and hours of conversation with people you find interesting. You deserve to travel, to explore, to have a family. You deserve to see each day for what it is, and not let anything else dictate that. You deserve a life free from restriction, a life free from rules and rituals. You deserve spontaneity, a second slice of apple pie, and lazy Sunday nights at home with someone you love. You deserve to get excited over the little things in life, over your small victories, and over the fact that amazing stuff like waterproof mascara exists.

No matter what you’ve said and done, no matter what you’ve said and didn’t do. No matter the amount of times you’ve tried and failed. No matter what anybody has written you off as or given up on you, your body doesn’t deserve to bear the brunt of the pain that you carry on your shoulders. The body was designed to be cared for, to be looked after, and to be loved by it’s driver. It was designed to be strong, to be flexible, to help you create beautiful things.

So… what’s the worst that can happen when you allow yourself to enjoy everything about life?

Ask yourself that — and then do the scary thing that you’re afraid of anyway — because the worst that can happen can only happen if you let it, and one day you’ll see that that’s actually not the worst thing that can happen.


Not at all.

x mel


HEY PEEPS, happy friday! I just wanted to quickly send you off into the weekend with this fun graphic that my friends from canvas holidays sent over to me this morning! Seeing as avocado toast is the official unofficial weekend food of choice for most ~*miLlEnNiAls*~, I thought I’d share this language chart on how to order avocado toast around the world!
Never be without your favorite fruit & carb again, no matter where your travels take you!
Cheers! xx

Lemon Rosemary Chicken With Balsamic Veggie Pasta

You guys.. I’m officially knees deep in an “obsessed with pasta” phase again. Not to be confused with my also current “obsessed with coconut” phase, but my new obsessed with pasta again phase has started thriving ever since we made this bowl a couple of weeks ago.

And boy… do I need to talk to you about this bowl today.

This big bowl of noods, balsamic veggies, and a lemon-rosemary pan seared chicken that is going to blow your ever living mind. It comes together fairly quickly + keeps well in the fridge to ensure leftovers, making it the perfect weeknight meal.

Convenient, quick, and just downright freaking delicious. What else could you ask for in a big ol’ bowl of fall comfort food?

Now, for full disclosure – I do not eat regular pasta anymore. The noods shown here are the ones that went to my boyfriend, as I’ve recently had to switch to a low-carb variety, but that still doesn’t diminish my love for all things pasta in any way, shape, or form. I just have to be a bit more selective with the brands that I use, or else it will not be pretty. And why intentionally cause an un-pretty tummy situation after creating a very pretty dinner situation?

However, the best part about this recipe (or any pasta recipe for that matter) is that it’s totally adaptable and customizable since each ingredient is cooked separately. If you’re like me and need to have two different types of pastas boiling on the stove whenever you’re cooking dinner for multiple people, you’ll still be able to enjoy the other parts of this dish without compromising any of its flavor.

Low-carb pasta for like ya’ll. My stomach is a much happier place now.

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