I don't care for champagne.
I hope there is a real (and preferably large) kitchen in my next home, because I am dying to experiment. I've never cooked before and I don't really have any interest in taking a class, I just want to test out some of the recipes I've been saving.
I wish I could run.
My taste in magazines has changed a lot over the past year. Fitness has trumped Fashion. I subscribe to Heath, Women's Health, Fitness, and Whole Living but I also love Self, Shape and Natural Health. I still love and read Cosmo, Glamour, InStyle and Marie Claire fairly regularly, and my staples, Real Simple and Southern Living are always in my mailbox and on the top of my list.
I sleep with my legs in tree pose, but I hate tree pose standing up.
The texture, taste and smell of celery make me nauseous. I've never eaten peppers, but I can't stand the smell. I wish I were more open to trying them for the nutritional aspect.
I have a really weak sense of smell. When I'm dating someone, I wear whatever kind of perfume he likes since I can't really smell it anyway.
Lately I don't really like going to yoga but I make myself because I know it's good for me.
I've never used FaceTime, and I don't care for video chatting. Something about it feels unnatural to me, and I hate the way I look on camera.
I love change. Always have. As much as I love the Shoebox, I'm already dreaming of my next apartment.