RANT / There have been a quite a few questionable fashion trends that have made their way to the hallowed halls of North Allegheny Senior High School over the last few years. I have held my barf at bucket hats, maintained my vigilance through Vineyard Vines, and soldiered my way through ‘stocks with socks. But I will not — I repeat, WILL NOT — allow Crocs to become a “thing” again. 2007 was cringeworthy enough.  Do we really need to go back down that road a decade later??

RAVE / The new Kesha album, Rainbow, is a kickbutt feminist masterpiece that I implore anybody frustrated with the lack of genuine artistry in the music industry to listen to. Standout tracks include “Woman”, “Praying”, and “Boots”.

RANT / As a retail employee working primarily in beauty, I am privy to more than a few acts of retail sacrilege on a daily basis. For those out there who think that breaking the seal on cosmetic products, sampling them, and then leaving behind the sticky, fingerprinted carnage is an acceptable practice, I ask you to kindly reconsider your life choices for the sake of you, those around you, and the entirety of humankind.

RAVE / Like many high schoolers, I have a certain weakness for foods that resonate as delicious in my mouth but catastrophic in my arteries. In an effort to cut back on said self-destruction, I moseyed on over towards the freezer section of Market District and set out to see if the much-hyped Halo Top ice cream was anything special. The results? Let’s just say that these frozen confections are 100% Gabby-approved (well, except for Cookies and Cream) and with each flavor containing fewer than 400 calories per pint, definitely worth a try.

RANT / Anybody who pronounces “GIF” like a certain brand of creamy peanut butter will be chased down and properly flogged. Let this be your first and only warning.

RAVE / When I consider the contents of my wardrobe and reflect upon my favorite piece of clothing, it is not a dress from a special occasion that comes to mind or a snazzy top that is sure to land me compliments, but rather, my pair of original Salt and Pepper Sweatpants from a lovely Canadian brand known as Roots. Though $64 may seem like an insane amount of money to haul out for loungewear, the quality and comfort afforded to your legs over time will prove worthwhile in the long run. Treat yo’ self.