In my mind.

I like to think of myself as a tastemaker.

You may ask, "Allison, how does one become a tastemaker?"

I would tell you that a tastemaker isn't something you become, it's something you've always been.

Or is that a Chi Omega?

I don't know.  I got cut by them after the first round of Rush (see also, Phi Mu, Alpha Delta Pi, Alpha Omicron Pi, Alpha Chi Omega, Tri Delta, Delta Zeta, Zeta Tau Alpha, Kappa Delta and Gamma Phi Beta).  Look, I was a Panhellenic disaster.  We don't really need to get into it - you can only pledge one, and that's what I did - never mind the other 17.

The point is, I'm a tastemaker, dammit.  If only in the Jasmine of my Mind.

What are some things I think are fabulous at the moment?

There's a show on Comedy Central right now that I'm in love with. Key & Peele:

They put the Pussy on the CHAIN WAX!\

 I think they're so damn funny - and topical without being preachy, and smart and funny.  Watch them, and laugh.  Laugh hard.

In the food realm, I'm done with Kale.  Done.  But I'm a fan of Kaleidoscope Chard.

I love the jewelry from a company called Dogeared:
Need a bigger jewelry budget.  Also, I need to learn to wear necklaces.

What else?  I love steel wool pads for getting tough cooked-on food residue off my pots.

I'm a fan of Lands' End, and their clothing for women of size.  I got my frustration out my system when I wrote them that letter.  I'm good now.

Look, just trust me.  I'm a tastemaker.

I could make Fetch happen.



I totally believe you. If it helps, I didn't get half of what you were talking about. So I'm that dorky kid who makes you feel good about yourself. And that's OK.