It wasn’t until recently that I discovered who Leandra Medine is. The 27-year-old blogging powerhouse is the type that can rock denim-on-denim and a bed-head bun for a Harper's Bazaar interview with annoying ease. Opening the interview with a touchingly sarcastic remark; telling Bazaar’s editor Laura Brown that she was not thankful to her for assigning her first article. I knew that not only was Medine a refreshing find, but more importantly, worth my time. Thus, my fairy tale encounter with her blog, The Man Repeller, became the highlight of my week and my shameless obsession now grows steadily by the blog post.

Since its launch in March of 2010, The Man Repeller has become a universe of its own-- one that every bold, independent woman with a sense of humor should pay attention to. The content is as diverse as Hamilton’s Broadway cast and strikingly smart. Finally, we have been bestowed with a blog that is absent of cinnamon cupcake DIY's and my only regret is not finding it sooner.

Within just one week of its discovery, I have actually learned something. This is a difficult achievement in the blogging world of today, and I am bursting to share. So to all the ladies basking in self-optimism and bad-assery, this one is for you: 10 things The Man Repeller taught me this week.

1. I learned what a "Man Repeller" is and how to copyright the term for my mid-life autobiography.

By definition, the term pays reverence to the courageous females of this world, who fearlessly dress and act in such a way that may cause members of the opposite sex to catapult themselves out of the room.

According to Medine’s terms however, The Man Repeller, as an experience, embodies much more than the capacity to simply repel men with clothes. The Man Repeller atmosphere is one free of judgment and full of humor, allowing women to let loose and be free with their thoughts, feelings and unorthodox apparel decisions. As a result, this allows fears of disparaging repercussions to vanish just as quickly as the men do.

Despite being mostly about style, there is actual intellect to be discussed, and compassion to be encouraged among man repellers (such things still exist; shocking I know.) I learned that one must not hide from the Man Repelling name– if bestowed with its crown, one must wear it with honor, respect its self-loving capabilities and enjoy its life-enriching superpowers by not giving a damn about what any man or man-attracting traitor anchors their negativity to.

2. You can actually trick people into thinking you are Cindy Crawford– who knew?

According to the 12ish Style’s Katie Sturino, all you need is a bomb suit and a candid attitude of "yes I am fabulous, come watch the water hug my sexy curves and thigh dimples as I rise out of this pool" and you are set my friends. Perhaps a touch of water-proof liner to plant a replica of the iconic mole onto your face may help as well, but no worries if not. According to the article’s author, Amelia Diamond, you can definitely get away with telling your frantic fans, gushing over your self-confidence, that the mole decided to take the day off.

3.Being a female entrepreneur under 35 is a thing and I want to know where the sign up sheet is ASAP.

For followers of innovative, millennial inspired fashion brands and blogs, the names Emily Weiss and Maggie Winter may ring a bell. If not, welcome to the world of bad-butt women.

Finding success in the style industry is no easy feat, but to conquer it and make it your own – that’s straight up ballin'. Like the major success stories that they are, Weiss, CEO of Into the Gloss and Glossier, Winter, CEO of AYR and Medine, nonchalantly discuss their respected renowned businesses, shedding light on what it means to be a self-starter in this day and age.

The true glory behind this read is realizing that not one of these women ever sought out to be where they are today – they found their horizon of success by hustling through the unknown. The biggest takeaway from this article is that feeling hopelessly lost outside of college does not indicate failure. Success, whether it means finding happiness in the workplace or leading a company, can only be embodied by the girl who, as Winter says, “ is not limited in any way, not by label or logo.”

4. I witnessed the battle of the basics– Instagram style.

If not the most important thing I have learned this week, it may definitely be the second. Ladies and ladies, Rosé Wine demolished the Avocado Toast as 2015’s most Instagrammed item of summer ingestion. With buzz-worthy capabilities (yes, pun) it is no surprise why our little pink friend reined among the instagrams of valley girls that are slightly underage.

But must watch out: the Donut Pool float is becoming vicious competition for Ms. Rosé. It seems as though anyone with a pool within 15 mile radius of a CVS is finding much liking to posting their adventures on said float and although not actually a specimen for ingestion, it is not backing away from stealing 2016’s title as Summer’s Most Instagram Thing.

Only time can tell, but while we wait to uncover our victor, we might as well tune into the presidential campaign, or help the poor or do something useful and meaningful with our lives.

5. I realized that female empowering humor exists and that more female empowering individuals should know it too.

Of all the authors I have read this week on The Man Repeller from Amelia Diamond to Hailey Nahman to Medine herself, I realized one very important thing about women; not only can they be down-right hilarious, but they can use their wit as a declaration for empowerment.

When women can use honesty and blunt comedic gold to justify what needs no justification, like not wearing make up, having to shave their face, or being a size 12 goddess, there suddenly is room to breathe.

Finally, I can snort laugh at the normalcy of everyday women, who care more about the truth and less about how they are perceived. It’s not all about making statements or validating insecurity – sometimes us women are just too lazy to cake our faces, have a little more facial hair than Olay ads portray, or are actually happy with not being perfectly-figured Jenner dolls.

6. Dick-shun-ary is a much cooler term for dictionary and unlike the dictionary, it's terms are actually entirely 100% useful to know.

The first word in Dick-shun-ary is avocado Hair, which refers to the teetering line of hair in between looking good and, as the website puts it, in desperate need of a shower. I rest my case.

7. What goes around comes around– whether we like it or not.

As a true early ’96er (born in ‘96) my memories of the early 21st century are– for lack of a better word– inconsistent. My memories of my childhood vaguely capture the chucking of two Dasani water battles and a 35 SPF into a plastic bag for weekend beach days with dad. Other than that, events of the time period surrounding are more of a blur. Like all else, I can accredit the missing links of my memories to photos; horrendous photos at that, to which reveal the dark days before puberty swept me off my feet and gave me a fighting chance.

In these pain staking photos, to which still haunt my existence, the public has VIP access to exhibit the atrocity that’s is my pre-pubescent youth– an incredible mixture of sad and hopeless, depending on the taste of the observer. Light pink DKNY glasses tilted 46 degrees upright to burden my already puffy face had nothing on my beaver teeth. Ironically enough, the obscurity of my face is not what encourages me to shutter like a mad woman upon viewing these monster photos.

On the contrary, my collection of bleach-died bell bottom denim jeans, bedazzled Limited Too belts, Sketchers that light up with pressure, faded pink denim jackets wrapped waist bound and pink cashmere blouses with white collars, is what causes me the most discomfort. As for the hair– I rather not discuss.

The fashion, according to photographic evidence, was painful to bear. Apparently, according to the article “Fashion Is Getting Dangerously Close To The 2000s,” it is making a name for itself again and needless to say – I am scared.

8. That a movie called “The talented Mr. Ripley” exists and it features a fine specimen of 29-year-old Matt Damon.

Never did I fathom surfing through a style blog that a movie interest would cultivate. Being the film connoisseur that I am though, perhaps that isn’t too much of a surprise.

Before getting too hasty, “The Rules Of Style According to ‘The Talented Mr. Ripley’” is indeed an article on – style. Although needing espadrilles is a note I will take seriously (for everyone needs espadrilles, no?) it wasn’t the feature on 60s summer style that hooked me. It was the fact that I had come across a picture of three very attractive actors to whom I admire greatly. I now have yet another summer blockbuster to scratch off my checklist. Thank you dear Man Repeller.

9. Unapologetic humor suits women well.

Ok, so this kind of goes hand-in hand with number five, but it fills out the ninth spot so it will do.

10. I learned that it’s OK to be a fiery, spunky, retro, out-of-this world bazar, because life is just too short to be otherwise.

In essence, The Man Repeller taught me this week that being a Man Repeller is not about repelling men at all. It is about liberating yourself from the burdens of society’s appeals. It’s about embracing your quirkiness and having the audacity to laugh about it.

As a self-proclaimed Man Repeller, I am more than ready for next week’s digest; hopefully there is an update on The Donut Float’s ranking.