Building a Battle Station

So I spent most of last week being a sick, shriveled mess in my apartment. Somewhere between Thursday and Friday, as I started feeling better, I started getting sick of tripping over piles of laundry, playing a super intense game of jenga on my desk, and jamming toiletry bags into the tiny joke of a cupboard under my bathroom sink. For those of you who haven’t had the AWESOME pleasure of living in Manhattan, let me explain. Everything in Manhattan is in miniature. And even as a pocket-sized-bear myself, I have to admit that everything’s tiny in this city.

Lucky for me, I love any and every opportunity to reorganize all my furniture and re-align my home's chi. In college, my freshman year roommate would often come back to find that I had completely rearranged all the furniture in our tiny dorm room to maximize efficiency. And she loved it.

Anyways. I decided that since I was feeling better but still wanted a relaxing weekend that I would finally build a battle station for myself. What’s a battle station? It’s the term that the redditors over in /r/makeupaddiction have affectionately given to a vanity (a little dresser with a mirror and a seat to do your hair/makeup).


As you guys know, I’ve been slowly and steadily learning the tricks of the beauty trade. But what you might not know, is that I’ve been practicing my newfound skills in the tiniest bathroom in all the lands. With minimal counter space and close to no storage space I was faced with quite the conundrum as my collection of products started to grow.

My first solution was to place an old cookie sheet that didn’t fit in my new tiny oven over my sink and create a counter space. But of course, I couldn’t block up my sink all the time, so I kept all my products hidden away in cosmetic travel bags jammed under my sink. Things broke or were lost/forgotten and it was just a mess.

There had to a be a better way!

Well, I finally found one. I strategically rearranged some of the items in my bedroom and separated my stack of 6 Container Store drawers into two stacks of 3. BOOM, instant tiny vanity.


I threw my little step stool in front of the low counter and it was suddenly the perfect miniature vanity for my miniature life. It was even filled with miniature sample sizes of swanky ass products (thanks, Birchbox and Sephora VIB).

And this little battle station makes me SO DAMN HAPPY.

You see, this is the first time I’ve dedicated a space in my home entirely to feeling pretty.

I have a space for eating, a space for cleaning, a space for sleeping, a space for working, a space for relaxing. But I’ve never had a space for loving. Loving myself and decorating myself with colors and shiny things.


When we look good, we feel good. And when we feel good, we do good.(Or ‘well’ if you’re one of those GUM Nazis. Jeez.)

I have this great saying I always turn to whenever I’m feeling angry, sad, frustrated, overwhelmed, sickly, or just poopy in general...

“If I’m going to feel like crap, I’m going to look good doing it.”

And it’s true. Whenever the going gets tough, the first thing I’ll do is take a shower, then put on real people pants and a nice blouse, then throw on a full face of makeup, and then FINALLY charge at the problem.


I don’t know why, but it’s my process. Somewhere between washing my hair and putting my shoes on, I’ve calmed down enough to think logically about the problem at hand and settle on the appropriate response.

As a 20-something-year-old living in NYC, this system might have me burning through shampoo and conditioner, but it works for me. And if it ain’t broke, don’t try to fix it.


I think it might have something to do with the ancient traditions of putting on war paint, or adorning ourselves with fancy battle regalia. Before we can trek out into the big, bad world ready to conquer all enemies and take no survivors.... we must look the part.

So I’ve built myself a battle station. And I am ready for the long war ahead.

This week's battle? Juggling client work and attending as many Social Media Week events as possible! Shoot me an email or ping me with a tweet if you guys are attending any of the events in NYC over the next few days!

Lipstick kisses,
xx Nikbear