and the answer is this: mindfulness. According to Psychology Today ” Mindfulness is a state of active, open attention to the present”. I utilize the Calm app to provide a mutitude of guided meditation lessons that range from gratitude to self-love. The Calm app encourages daily mindfulness practice by offering daily reminders to meditate.
I have been meditating daily using this app for over a year now and have to give mindfulness credit for calming me down. I’m still a bit more…extra than most; but I’m less extra now than I once was!
I went from cousin Will
to Will Smith.
All thanks to mindfulness! Mindfulness is awesome!
But I have a few reservations… I’m not knocking mindfulness or anything! I practice it myself!
I just have some questions.
For one, I wonder whether the application of mindullness has the effect of decreasing situational awareness. Mindfulness is all about focusing on the minute details of the present situation you are in and basically ignoring the things around you. For example, if you were sitting at a table eating a delicious stack of pancakes
mindfulness would have you hone in on the details of eating the pancakes.
The thick and warm stack filling your mouth.
The warm and sticky syrup dripping down your throat.
The satisfied feeling you get as you sit with a belly full of pancakes.
Meanwhile your house is burning down around you.
Another concern about mindfulness that I have is whether or not the focus on only the present enters into nihilism thus garnering the many cons associated with them.
Nihilism is ” is the philosophical viewpoint that suggests the denial of, or lack of belief in, the reputedly meaningful aspects of life”.
My favorite book, The Stranger, demonstrates nihilism using the main character Mersault ” a nihilist who believes that life has no meaning”. Nihilism preaches basiclly that there is “no day but today”.
So basically, do heroin because you only live one, that’s the motto YOLO.
I only have two reservations about mindfulness but LOADS of benefits.
Among the many benefits of mindfulness is the improved ability to withhild judgement.
This was important for me to learn because my demographic LIVES (allegedly) for judging people; Southern black women.
Judging is in my blood. I was out here judging girls since elementary school.
But by continually practicing one of the primary tenets of mindfulness; to observe things without judgement, I have been able to successfully exorcise that judgmental spirit.
What do you think are the pros and cons of mindfulness? Have you tried the Calm app?
But Sprint doesn’t care if it’s good money or bad money that pays the bill, if it don’t get it’s money Sprint is going to cut your phone off
The luxury of only choosing sources of money that are “good” is one that is often not afforded to many of us. We may strive to reach a point in our lives where we do not have to do just “anything for the bag”, but while on the journey to that point, I have compiled a few ways below to “get money”, specifically bad money.
Disclaimer: All methods below are legal, not trying to get you locked up.
I swear I’m not about to insert a picture of my Lamborghini and talk about how you can make 50k a day like me if you just buy my course for $60 dollars.
But I will be honest and say that you can make a nice side hustle from affiliate marketing. Affiliate marketing is defined as “a marketing arrangement by which an online retailer pays commission to an external website for traffic or sales generated from its referrals” and is nice because it requires little effort. Simply advertise a product on a platform and direct people to purchase it through your link.
Then sit and wait for your Lambo with suicide doors.
I resell items quite frequently. I advocate for it and have penned a number of articles advocating for it and espousing upon components of it. With the advent of a variety of platforms that encourage the user to sell items (Poshmark, Ebay, Etsy, etc.) reselling has become easier than ever! Combined with procuring expensive luxury items at a low price from thrift stores, reselling has the potential to provide a nice income.
I am specifically well versed in this source of dirty money as I have an inside look into the world of camming. A lot are enticed by stories of a friends cousins’ girlfriends little sister who makes a six figure salary from camming like 2 hours a day on Monday and Tuesday; I’m here to tell you the truth; that probably will not be you.
You can obtain a pretty nice average income from camming. As an added benefit you don’t have to put on pants.
Sell things on Craigslist
Not those kind of things.
Things like your time and strength. Craigslist is full of ads requesting persons to move heavy items, be “blackground” on reality shows, be a date for an event, etc. So if you are low on cash check out one of these options!
Eating has always been…interesting.
But in recent years has sparked a phenomenon that is able to be monetized. That phenomenon is known as mukbangs. Spoon University reports that mukbangs are “when someone consumes massive amounts of food while recording themselves eat. According to Metro, the hosts of the videos ‘sit eating a range of foods for fans, interacting with them through the live chat.’ Those who watch the videos can suggest what to eat next for future videos.”
The mukbang phenomenon can be evidenced across video platforms. The most well known of which is YouTube.
So grab your fork and get that coin!
Be a friend, or foe
There are literally people that pay others to be their friend. I don’t know who these people are as most people (including myself) would pay you to leave them alone…. but I guess some people like to be bothered.
A popular site that allows these people to rent a friend is rentafriend.com. “RentAFriend.com is a web-based hire a friend service. You can either choose to rent a friend or get paid to be a friend. Rent A Friend was started in 2009 by Scott Rosenbaum in New Jersey. It claims to be the world’s leading friend-for-hire website, having been featured by major news stables including FOX and CNN”.
Be a sugar baby
Perhaps one of the easiest jobs ever, being a sugar baby has become a lucrative career. Thanks to sites like Seeking Arrangements and Instagram, you don’t even have to leave the house anymore to let an older rich person know that your hot and ready
self is willing to trade your presence (and maybe other things) for money.
Being a stripper is a career path that has crossed many minds. I’m sure I am not the only one who has seen this
and thought “oh, I can do that!”
But technical abilities aside, stripping is actually a pretty great startup career. According to sources on Reddit, some strippers on average make around $500 a night with potential to make upwards of $3k! Not a shabby salary, if I do say so. In addition to the monetary benefit of stripping are the benefits to your physical health. Who needs the gym when your job requires aerial cardio for hours?
A common theme in the world of money is that sex sells. Even in dystopian futures where every woman is turned into a flesh eating zombie human men will still be willing to risk it all for a piece of the pie.
So if you like writing, have a vivid imagination, and can describe sexual situations in detail then you should try your hand at erotica. I recently discovered this option while researching for this post and will definitely try my hand at it, I will check in after about two months. Primary platforms for selling erotica include “(1) Amazon’s Kindle Direct Publishing (KDP), (2) Barnes & Noble’s Nook Press platform, and (3) Smashwords” (paracompounded.com). For a comprehensive guide on how to get started on this interesting venture visit this site.
Do you advocate for “dirty” money? What are some ways to get it?
Who can forget their first love experience? Not the stressful love you went through in high school.
I’m talking about that innocent love you first had for someone in elementary school.
I’m talking about spending recess with the person or thing you loved
sharing your brownie with the colorful sprinkles with them
And talking dirty to them on the house phone.
Well, maybe not that dirty, we were like five years old. The G-rated version of dirty talk.
Whether our first love was a boy, girl, or pancakes there was a phone involved; and if you were born before 2001 that phone was probably a house phone.
Who remembers the infamous housephone?
Was anyone else guilty of talking “dirty” on the house phone only for someone else to be listening in on the other line and to roast you with it later.
I know I was! But even though the house phone did me wrong a few times, it did me right way more times and I miss it.
Here’s why I love the house phone.
Home phones are safe for kids
As time passes it becomes increasingly easier for people without the best intentions to access children. I’m not saying pedophiles did not exist before I-phones, but it is easier to plan an escape with a child when you know there is no possibility of their mom listening in on another line.
Home phones are better for emergencies
Home phones offer tracking and GPS and are perfect for allowing 911 operators to pinpoint the exact location to dispatch police officers. This is ideal for both young children and adults who do not yet possess adequate vocal ability to express the home address to another party.
Better voice quality
“Home phone’s have a hard line connection tapping directly into the phone network”. As a result, you’ll get better signal reception and far less static on a home phone than a cellphone since it’s a hardwired connection. This is especially true when calling from a basement or in areas far from a cell tower, as the wireless signal has a harder time traveling a long distance or pushing through that much metal, dirt, and concrete without being disrupted.
Good for Mental Health
The world is far too noisy when you constantly lug around external validation (Instagram), past pitfalls (Facebook), constant communication (texting), and everything else you have on your phone (nudes, recipes, pancake pictures, rap lyrics, moneyyyyy). Leaving all of that baggage and strictly using the phone for its intended purpose is good for ones self care.
Home Phones look cool
Phones are a great accessory to any room. You can go antique
or teen dream
Whatever look you are going for there is a phone to match it.
When I tell people that I do not have a tv they either react like this
or like this
Those who react calmly understand that you no longer have to spend hundreds or even thousands to get your daily television dose.
All you need is a laptop and a willingness to waste time binge-watching 90 Day Fiancé.
What I love most about this society is how easily accessible television shows are. For like $11.99 a month you can watch a show about a dystopian future
and an anime
then you can wind down, for free, with the Midnight Society.
You can do all this without blowing hundreds on a square apparatus.
I suggest splitting the bill for a streaming platform with a friend or family member. 11.99 divided by 2 for commercial free television is a pretty great deal!
But if television shows are not your preference and you would rather read a book or the latest article on creolethrifting.com
I have a suggestion for you! And I actually utilize this tip because I am quite the bookworm.
Yes, I developed a love for reading from an early age. The reasons why are because 1) My mom worked at a newspaper/ publishing house and used to bring home hoards of books everyday, so when I finished reading one book there was another one waiting. It was a revolving door of books.
2) My pseudo-Father, Paw Paw (grandpa) read the newspaper everyday and would always give my brother and I the “funnies” (comics). So before I could even read I was out here analyzing images and developing stories using my imagination to fit the image.
3) I didn’t know how to interact with people my age until I was like 16. Raised by an older mother and two ancient grandparents, I was that kid humming BB King when everyone was asking if I had heard the new song by Nelly.
As a result of this inability to relate to my age group I often spent recess and lunchtime holed up in the library with a book.
Thus further developing my love of reading!
I now satisfy my thirst for reading electronically. With a Kindle and a laptop I have no need to spend hundreds on a television.
A money saving technique if I do say so.
I also LOVE an audible subscription. I cannot speak on the price as frankly I don’t know it. I confess that I am guilty of creating numerous false emails in order to continually sign up for the free trial.
Do you own a TV or do you prefer to read or watch videos online (like a boss b*tch)?
I know that my posts were severely missed by my huge fanbase of like 20 followers.
I apologize for causing the turmoil that must have ensued from not having weekly doses of comedic blog posts to look forward to.
I know what you’re thinking. Creole Thrift is usually so consistent, what’s going on?!
What was going on was a case of the blues. I had to get my grandmas record player out and listen to some BB King records. Scratches and all. Imperfections go nicely with a bad day. Or a bad month.
I was down and out because I was shook at the prospect that another Hurricane Katrina-esque event could occur.
I live in New Orleans, always have, and prior to Katrina my life was perfect. I lived in a wonderful neighborhood/ community full of middle class blacks who made me feel glad to be me. I also had a loving family unit comprised of my mama, grandma, grandpa, brother, and uncles. I had a host of friends at school and tons of “Aunties” who were close friends of the family and would chastise me for making a B on a test at school then call the school and asked how they could help me make an A next time. On top of all that my crush liked me back and there were rumors that he was going to ask me out the upcoming Monday🥳. So I was living the (pre) “Teenage dream” Then Katrina came around and ruined it.
Hate is a strong word but it applies here. I HATE Hurricane Katrina; and faced with the prospect that it would happen again
So I packed up a couple of bags and got a plane ticket to visit a friend.
Long story short my flight was canceled.
And I took an Uber there and Uber and Lyft weren’t working.
So I was literally stranded at the airport!
Overpriced food and freezing terminals aside it wasn’t too bad. I made a few friends and got some interesting material to write about in the next few articles. Most importantly I got my groove back and Hurricane Barry proved to be as harmless as a stack of pancakes.
So now I am home at last with a cozy blanket. I am binge-watching anime while eating a snack of pancake covered broccoli (have to get those greens in!). Most importantly I get to resume sharing moments, opinions, and thrift and budget advice with readers of Creole Thrift!
Have you ever been stranded at the airport?
Oh, and follow this blog! I’m probably still going to do it if you don’t. but if you do I would REALLY appreciate it! Here’s a little a$$ as thanks.
“Once upon a time, not long ago I was a ho And I’m admitting it I won’t take it back ’cause I did the shit”
So as the lyrics imply I was a ho in my younger days. Yes, despite looking as if I am still “young, dumb, and full of” …pancakes, I am not.
I’m just black; and due to my high concentration of melanin and use of mouisturization (lotion) I manage to look much younger than I am.
How old am I? You ask. Bitch that’s rude! Never ask a lady her age.
But back to the topic, ho-ism, a complicated subject, is best learned through immersal. As I immersed myself in ho-ism (for educational purposes, of course) I noticed a recurring delineation. This delineation was a preference for fuckboys.
Fuckboys are “a man who has many casual sexual partners“ (Urban Dictionary).
This preference for fuckboys is not strictly confined to hoes, however, it appears in significant numbers throughout the entire female demographic . From hoes to ladies. From personal experience I can attest to the fact that this preference continues into complete female maturity despite competing preferences of mature women to settle-down and find a stable partner.
As a former ho I can personally attest to the irresistible attraction of a fuckboy. A fuckboy is a lot like a hot sugary donut.
You know it’s bad for you, but you’ve just got to have it.
So what is it about fuckboys that keeps bringing us in? I’ll tell you below.
He “makes (you) feel good”
Not just in that way, but in regards to your inherent desire for external validation. No matter how amazing a girl looks, she still would like to hear it sometimes. Even if your self esteem is on ten, words of external validation are needed at times.
Thankfully, an inherent trait of fuckboys is to compliment you on your appearance.
Fuckboys are super confident
Have you ever met someone who is not very physically attractive but is so confident and smooth they make you question yourself on whether they are really ugly? They go from this
in the span of a few days. Confidence is sexy; and fuckboys have it pumping through their veins.
Fuckboys tell you what you want to hear
Like Chaka Khan, Ne-yo, Mario and countless others we “don’t wanna know” just “Lie to me” and “Tell me something good”. Lucky for us, we have fuckboys who avoid telling the harsh truth like water avoids oil!
All of your friends will be envious of you
Who wouldn’t want a charismatic, confident charmer on their arm for a night?
Fuckboys will leave you with a set of valuable skills
Most fuckboys are narcissists.
Yes, meme, you are right; not ALL fuckboys, but most. True to narcissism the fuckboy only speaks about topics that interest him. Things like sex, money, music, cars, sports etc.
After spending a substantial amount of time with a fuckboy knowledge of those topics are bound to transfer to you.
For example, I have an extensive knowledge of gangsta rap.
The seed for this knowledge was planted back when I was just a little child in elementary school and I started a hip hop group modeled after Master P (New Orleans, Master P was LORD at the time). ugh We would write verses about fucking bitches, gang life, getting money etc. You know, typical 8 year old stuff.
But by the time I encountered my first fuckboy in High school my love of gangsta rap and expressing stories, thoughts, ideas, etc. through the written word had faded away. My love of gangsta rap and my knowledge of it was rekindled by a fuckboy who constantly played it and talked about it to me.
Through my encounter with a fuckboy I learned many things. Among them was the fact that Jesus was black, Ronald Reagan was the devil, and the government is lying about 9/11.
As I grow older my willingness to pay to get things fixed decreases. I’m of the mindset that I can do anything myself.
Iphone screen cracks? I can fix that.
Air conditioner breaks? I can fix that.
Pipes burst? I can fix that.
I have no idea how to do any of those things! But I still do them. Armed with a Youtube tutorial on how to complete the task and low expectations I always complete the task that I set out to do.
My spirit of frugal ambition is not solely reserved for repairs; it also rears its head when no problem exists, just a need.
Need deodorant? I can make that.
Need toothpaste? I can make that.
Need scented candles? I can make that.
Yes, scented candles are a necessity. As instrumental in life as toothpaste or deodorant. If I had to choose between buying candles or toilet paper it wouldn’t be a tough decision. I can disguise the smell of feces stains left on my butt with the warm scent of a vanilla candle.
Lucky for me I have discovered (through Youtube) how to get my scented wax product fix without having to actually buy them and financially support a billionaire male who is more inclined to save a VCR player than a black child in a house fire.
Introducing my new line of candles influenced by scents and images found in my amazing city of New Orleans!
There’s currently four scents available for purchase. Creole Candle also has a candle inspired by the New Orleans based metal band Raccoon City Massacre. Members of the group were directly involved in creating the candle inspired by them.
I did not earn a bachelors degree in Candle and Wax melt making, so I admit that my attempts may lack the technical aspects associated with items originating from a larger corporation but I make sure to put love in each product.
And love is something a machine just can’t provide. At least not yet.
But still support my startup and checkout the candle selection at creolecandle.net!
Creole Thrift is going to take a four week break from its weekly upload schedule starting April 14th. The reason for this break will be to focus on time consuming promotional efforts that will expand the reach of this platform. Creole Thrift will return on May 14th better than ever! See you then! TTYL!
Chances are that you have been introduced to the “American Dream” at least once in your life. The fairytale that anyone can be a prince or a princess in America if you just work hard! Like a real life Cinderella you can break free from your wicked stepmother (poverty) and marry your prince charming and live happily ever after in a castle and never worry again!
In America our prince charming is school and your assorted helpers probably don’t exist if you’re poor! Yes, you are expected to meet your prince charming and have your “happily ever after” with absolutely no help. Also, if you somehow get to the ball chances are you probably won’t drop your shoe and will be back to scrubbing floors and having intimate conversations with mice soon after.
The government is basically like “You can walk to the ball, its only 8 miles. Oh and you can stay out as late as you want, you’ll get a little outfit change around midnight. Have fun!”
So with little help initially and no help during or after you are released and expected to emerge a wealthy princess living happily ever after!
Chances are that will not be the outcome, however that ideal is one dangled in the faces of many Americans.
If you can get to college then yay! Everyone celebrate!
Then when you arrive there after walking 8 miles in heels and a hot a$$ ball gown all those smiling faces dissappear; and you and your tuition are left alone like ’03 Bonnie and Clyde.
Ultimately the stress of funding your poor college student lifestyle combined with doing well in your classes, having a social life, and being involved on campus, is too much to bear and traumatizing! I still wake up in cold sweats because of a nightmare that I have a paper due in the morning but I have to work that evening, and I graduated from undergrad too long ago (to be sneakin’ all in your dorm room)!
What’s even worse is that you go through all of that stress just to emerge thousands of dollars in debt while working the same job you worked while going to school.
Everyone LOVES to preach about this “American Dream” and how all you need to get there is school but everyone disappears when you get there. Those same people pushing you to go to college scatter like roaches when the lights come on as soon as you need money to buy books.
If you are like most of us Americans and come from a middles class family that is only a paycheck or two away from homelessness, chances are your family isn’t able to provide you with the large amounts of money needed to finance a single semester in college. As a result you either work hard while studying hard to pay for things or take out student loans that you wiill have to work hard to pay off for the rest of your life. In contrast is the kid whose parents are rich enough to finance their education while also providing them a monthly allowance.
If you are not that kid then college just is not for you. Yes, college is SUPER fun and valuable, however if you have to work all the time to pay for it you wont be able to enjoy the social perks associated with college.
I was lucky enough to have two AMAZING jobs on campus that were sensitive to my student needs (taking off a week before finals, not working Friday nights to allow for thot-like activities etc.) but this is not a common occurrence. If this does not apply to you then college isn’t for you, sorry.
There is no point going into debt and not even being guaranteed a job. To pay for school you will have to have 2 jobs that you get paid for and one that you pay for (school).
As the famous philosopher Aubrey Drake Graham once said “You only live once that’s the motto *bleep* YOLO”.
So do you want to spend your one life slaving away starting around 18 years old?
Then forego college and consider alternatives. There’s the military, trade schools, apprenticeships, etc.
Talk to your guidance counselor about cheaper pathways to success! Also, while you’re at it slap that ho and ask them why they don’t promote these options to high school students?!
Do you think that college is overhyped? Do you know of any other pathways to success?
I pride myself on not talking about or advocating for anything that I have not personally done or experienced.
If I advocate for purchasing high quality and lower priced articles of clothing from thrift stores in lieu of maxxing out your credit cards buying new name brand clothing pieces at stores, its because I’ve been there.
Keeping in line with that, I cannot advocate for you to completely cut alcohol out of your life because I do get a lil tipsy myself once in a while.
I try to drink sparingly because I am a lightweight. I’ve blacked out more times than Homer Simpson has said d’oh.
That being said, when I do drink I try to stretch out my liquor. Make it last. Actually enjoy it. No longer am I taking shots of Patron with rum and coke as my chaser.
I make my alcohol last. Here’s some ways I utilize to allow me to be able to pop bottles like every other week instead of every day.
Fireball Whisky marshmallows
Ahhhhh, it’s so nice on a rainy night to snuggle up with a warm blanket, a nice book of short stories, and a cup of hot chocolate with these fireball whiskey marshmallows. #theperfectnight
Fruit Loop Vodka Popsicles
Breakfast IS the most important meal of the day.
Creamy Boozy Iced Coffee
What better way to “wake up before ya’ go go” than coffee? Coffee AND alcohol!
Pina Colada cupcakes
Don’t worry, I won’t sing that pina colada song that people sing every time a pina colada is mentioned. How annoying is it for your name to always inspire the singing of a song?
Drunken Gummy bears
My best friend all four years of undergrad used to eat these in our Thursday evening classes. TGIT (thank God it’s Thursday) Turn up!
“How do you drink your liquor? Do you drink it all, like a raisin in the sun? or fester like a sore and then run?”