The Shit and Run

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It was a weekday in early June 2010. I was home from college on summer vacation, and things were off to a great start. I was enjoying a relaxing, flip-flop-free shower at my parents’ house. Both my mom and my dad were at work, while my sisters were in school – one in high school, one in middle school. I was home alone, which is why it was particularly alarming when the light in the bathroom flicked on and off.

“Hello??” I yelled, thinking it was one of my sisters. But no one answered.

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October 2, 2016

Olivia Rose Knows … that all of the best lessons cost money.


I’ll never forget the first time I got a speeding ticket. Not the first time I was pulled over – just the first time I couldn’t talk my way out of it. I was going 83 in a 65 and it cost me $385 and 4 hours in town court to get it reduced to a non-moving violation. I haven’t gotten a speeding ticket since (or been pulled over, for that matter).

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September 6, 2016

Olivia Rose Knows … how to make $7,000 selling clothes and accessories online


“She grinds from Monday to Friday, works from Friday to Sunday.” – Queen B, Beyoncé, Beyonslay, B

I moved to NYC for a part-time job. I was so desperate to get out of my hometown and get started on my career, that when I was offered a two-day-a-week position, I jumped on it.

After college, I worked at a local publishing company making a whopping $8/hr as an assistant editor. On the weekends I served at a local restaurant to make some extra cash, but it still wasn’t enough money to move out of my parents’ basement – which I so desperately wanted to do.

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July 27, 2016

Olivia Rose knows … that being an emotional person is actually awesome.

Emotions are a funny thing. They can drive us to tears of joy one minute and into a fit of rage the next.

All my life, I’ve been a crier. I cry when I’m frustrated. I cry when I’m happy. I cry when I’m sad, when I’m mad, when I’m stressed, when I’m tired. I cry when Cedric Diggory dies. Every. Single. Time. I cried at both of my sister’s high school graduations, and every Sunday at church. And just looking at my adorable grandfather brings me to tears. This might seem like I’m always crying … And honestly, that wouldn’t be that far from the truth.

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March 14, 2016

Olivia Rose knows … 5 reasons you should rent for every special occasion.

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5 Reasons You Should Rent

Special Occasion Dresses

Discovering Rent the Runway was a game-changer for me. I’m at that awkward age and place in life where Forever 21 is just not cutting it and Theory is not even close to being in my budget (but it is available to rent on the site, yee). Finding clothes that fall somewhere in that awkward middle ground is tougher than you’d think. When formal occasions pop up, I’m always in a panic. Where can I buy something that’s well-made, chic and under $100? Unless I can muster the patience and optimism to rummage through the clearance racks at Lord & Taylor or Bloomingdale’s, I’m SOL.

Meet Rent the Runway. I’ve rented a handful of times for weddings – even adding on earrings and purses for a complete and thoughtless look. It’s super easy, their customer service is excellent, and the options are nearly limitless. Look at how gorgeous my girlfriends look in their rentals!

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February 6, 2016

Olivia Rose knows … what it’s like to be chased by strangers wielding umbrellas.

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I’m dramatic. Anyone who knows me will tell you that. For this reason, I am always prefacing ridiculous BUT true stories with: “I know I’m dramatic, but I am dead serious.” Once I’m done peppering the story with detailed descriptions of the events that played out – something I’ve been doing since I learned how to talk. You’re welcome, mom – they usually believe me on the basis that no sane person could actually make up such an insane scenario.

And they’d be right. For some reason, I am always finding myself in the most unbelievable situations (like that time I woke up from a 5-hour nap to the NYPD knocking on my apartment door). Which brings me to … the night I ran away from a drunk,  umbrella-wielding crazy person.

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October 4, 2015