It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life for me

(please note that when i sing that song, I ONLY sing the Buble version, obviously)

If you've been around these parts, well, ever, you know I suck a big one on keeping resolutions. Like, I just don't care. And, apparently I sound like Cher Horowitz today. Anywhoodle. But, in 2013, I think I've found some that might stick.

1. Become a yogi. Or, as I am calling it, "yogatini" (cause adding "tini" to anything is just fun). I love yoga with every fiber of my being and am starting training to become a yoga instructor on Monday. It means 11 hours in the studio a day, God help me, but can you imagine how hot I will be?! This is my point.

2. Create a signature makeup look. I think I'm going to channel Katharine Hepburn and always wear a red lip so when people talk about me, they'll be all "ohhh, the girl with the red lips? She is fabulous!" rather than "oh, the girl with the nasally voice?" as one cruel man once said to me. So what if I'm nasally--at least I don't have a man voice. (another is when they try to mock my accent, that's annoying) (not makeup related, oops)

Katharine with her red lips. 

3. "Equally important: will find nice sensible boyfriend and stop forming romantic attachments to any of the following: alcoholics, workaholics, sexaholics, commitment-phobics, peeping toms, megalomaniacs, emotional fuckwits, or perverts." Sometimes you just gotta quote Bridget Jones.  It sounds easier than it it, trust me. 

4. Go back to my Italian classes FOR THE LOVE. If Jamie and Aurelia can learn Portuguese/English in like a day, I should be able to get my act together. 

5. Make fetch happen.

6. Stalk Steve Kazee and convince him to marry me and have gloriously talented little singing children together. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten Hugh, my one true love, Steve is just a backup since Hugh hasn't been returning my calls and I am not getting any younger. 

Hugh--my first love. He's so pretty it hurts!

Tony Award winner, Steve Kazee. I have a type. 

Falling Slowly. Swoooooon. I love him in Once, just love!

This one would suffice too--I'm willing to marry a younger man in this case. 

Eddie Redmayne for those who haven't fallen madly in love with him as Marius yet (fact that I love a Marius is huge considering I am obsessed with Enjolras and dated a Brujon/Fueily "sing Johanna to me, mate!"--Moly are you reading?!). He has a Tony too. 

7. Run a marathon. Or two. Christy is a giant enabler--and I love her for it!

8. Create my signature style. Well, I think we already have that. A cross between Jess from New Girl (Zooey Deschanel) and all the Burberry. Seriously, I own basically her entire wardrobe from season one--and I purchased it before it was on the show! And the Burberry? I just can't get enough plaid goodness. So, despite my dreams in life, I'm no Kate Middleton, much more a Jessica Day.

9. Find a signature perfume. I think it is my Trish McEvoy Number 9 but I'm willing to branch out. Maybe something lighter? I love Chanel, but it was my mom's scent and as scent is the strongest sense linked to memory I can't wear it because it makes me sad. As does my favorite Burberry, but, for different reasons. Sigh. I should probably stop wearing perfume whilst getting my heart broken (see #3).

10. Six pack abs. That's all I'm going to say about that. 

What are y'all doing or not doing in 2013??