The idea is to celebrate everything that makes us ‘basic’, rejecting the idea that liking certain things actually makes us basic, and instead just enjoying whatever the hell we want without being ridiculed by each other.
‘Basic’ things tend to be looked down on as less-than-high-brow, middle-of-the-road things, but really, who cares about that? We’ve all enjoyed some chick lit novels. You like wearing leggings and Ugg boots? Good for you. That shit is comfy.
Admittedly, I don’t have much understanding of what’s classed as basic other than pumpkin spiced lattes, but I’m 100% certain that I enjoy a lot of things that are not considered the heights of sophistication. Without further ado, then, here we go.
I have a deep and completely irony-free love for Pusheen, the adorably tubby little cartoon cat. In my possession are accessories, I follow her on Instagram for maximum content, and she’s a failsafe option if someone can’t decide what to get me for a present. I have absolutely no shame about this. Pusheen is bae. Pusheen is life. However, I do appreciate that I am 31 and my love for a cuddly cartoon cat may be something less than highbrow when considered by those who don’t know how to have fun.
As I like to call it, ‘day pyjamas’. There are many days a week where I’ll get up, remove my pyjamas, and dress myself in a bralet, old t shirt, sweat pants and my fluffy boot slippers. It’s like the indoor version of leggings and Uggs. If I have to leave the house, I’ll switch the sweat pants for some actual trousers, but you’d better believe I’ll be straight back in my comfy gear as soon as I get home.
We have a perfectly good lamp to light our living room in the darker evenings, but I prefer to go around and light approximately 170 candles in various exciting little holders. Some of these are DIY holders – old jars, a glass liberated from a bar. There are some mini Moroccan-style lanterns, a Himalayan salt candle holder, a mason jar filled with pebbles and a candle. I feel confident that these are all basic as fuck, and I really don’t care. It looks nice and homely. You know, it saves electricity. That’s not basic, that’s smart.
Leggings as trousers
Alongside my indoor lounge wear, I’ll happily wear leggings as actual trousers and think nothing of it. Admittedly, I do like to make sure the leggings are thick enough to not show my underwear to the entire world, but that’s about it. Sometimes my top covers the arse/crotch region, sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes I wear them with thick socks and boots, sometimes I don’t. Discovering high-waisted leggings was a game changer for me. What a gift. Discovering leggings with a lovely cosy lining inside was even better.
I have a vast array of plants strewn about the flat, the most basic of which are probably my succulents and cacti. For my birthday, Mr Seeds bough me two tiny cacti because he knew I’d love how cute they were. I have seven cacti and succulents sitting prettily on my windowsill, which I presume is quite basic, but I’ve also manage to propagate a full, healthy plant from a cutting of an older plant, and I think that borders on green-fingered genius.
Remember when you started taking the piss out of people using ‘lol’ so much you started using it yourself with no trace of irony? Yeah, me too. Have I ever said ‘totes emosh’? Of course I have. Did I immediately warm to an old colleague who said ‘horrif’ instead of ‘horrific’? Yep. I regularly use ‘v’ instead of ‘very’. I’ve given up on pretending that ‘omg’ isn’t a daily part of my vocabulary. Contrary to what the very boring or elderly believe, this doesn’t make me stupid. It just means that everything I have to say is either so important or hilarious that there simply isn’t time to type the full words out.
As a typical vegan, the reams of vegan-friendly, exciting cosmetics and toiletries available at Lush is always a draw. The products are actually good – I have used their face wash for years, as well as hair products and bath or shower products. Yes, bath bombs and subsequent Instagram pictures of videos are basic in the extreme, but they’re fun, they always smell delicious, and it’s a relaxing treat for the busy, modern woman. Erm, and also for me.
Strictly Come Dancing
There’s no point in me pretending this is the only celebrity-based fluff television I watch. As I type this, I’m watching celebrity Masterchef. I always watch Don’t Tell the Bride. I don’t watch the Kardashians or the X Factor, but for me Strictly is about as basic as it gets. It’s totally feelgood entertainment, it’s on in autumn, the most basic of all seasons, there’s a lot of cheese, sparkle, and opportunities to pretend that I know more about dancing than people who are actually doing it. We enjoy ‘hate-watching’ things in this household, but Strictly is an actual pleasure for me in a perverse sort of way.
White wine spritzers
These are, it must be said, often consumed whilst watching Strictly Come Dancing or a trivial teenage romcom on Netflix that we pretend we aren’t deeply and actively enjoying. I didn’t really drink wine for years, but then I discovered courtesy of my dear mother some rather tasty Pinot Grigios which are, of course, only improved by a splash of lemonade or other exciting fruity fizz. I’ve spent many an enjoyable evening drinking prosecco and watching Disney films or Bridesmaids with my friends, and none of us are remotely ashamed.
I own and use a FitBit despite not being very active. That’s pretty basic. I don’t even have the excuse of using it as a watch, as mine is one of the little ones without an actual clock face. It’s becoming embarrassing now I’m self employed, because there are days when I just straight up do not leave the house. There is absolutely no need for this piece of technology in my life whatsoever, and I haven’t felt the satisfying vibration of a daily step goal being met for quite some time.
Having delved into the pits of my inherent baseness, I feel pretty sure there’s a lot more to be said, but we can save that for another day. The point is, I wouldn’t look down on someone for liking the same shit things as me, or anything else. People can binge watch the Kardashians over a weekend break from their extremely big and important job. It’s okay to turn up to work or a social event with a pumpkin spiced latte if that’s a flavour combination you enjoy – it literally has no bearing whatsoever on your prowess as a human.
I hope you enjoyed this diversion from my mental health natterings, it’s nice to do things like this so thank you to both Ida and Kiah for the tag.