What the ELLE???

If you have known me for more than a few select years no months maybe days?, you may be scratching your head a little over my new job title. How did that girl who refused to buy jeans for nearly three years in college (and even then was über late to the skinnies party) end up working for a fashion magazine like Elle? The answer, my friends, is actually my extreme dorkiness and fiery passion for never-ending inquiry, in-depth analysis, supreme truth, and basic fact-finding. aw YISSSS. Because while I am still figuring out the whims of couture, I am rather fantastic at research, and a research editor I am. Prada is yet beyond my comprehension (and budget, yikes), but facts? Yeah, I get those.

Shout-out to MJ for bankrolling me while I job-hunted for nearly a year. He’s a champ.

I feel it is only appropriate to celebrate my new job in the fashion industry by sharing with you my top picks for breads, brownies, cookies, pastries, cupcakes, and other foes of the svelte physique. Because I love them still and always will. But it’s holiday baking season, so that will have to wait until the new year. I think 2015 is gonna be a good one.