21.11.11

I CAN'T BELIEVE I HAVEN'T SHOUTED ABOUT THIS FROM THE ROOFTOPS YET!!!

MY NOVEMBER GLYMM BOX ARRIVED!!!

from left to right:
(as if I need incentive to buy ANOTHER pair of shoes that'll just end up sitting with the others?!)

I'm quickly becoming a LW convert - last month saw me praising their lip pencil, and now I'm complimenting this serum to hell and back (I've been on this skin care kick lately because I think I woke up one morning last week after downing a bag of Doritos and feared that my face was in perma-bloat mode - this product reminded me that you only get nice skin when you work at it - unless you're one of those angel skinned bitches who best not be sitting next to me at brunch on a hungover Sunday)

I'm keeping this product in my aresnal for my tropical vacation in late January - I have a sincere hatred for hotel toiletries, and will need handfuls of products to make me feel even slightly able to combat whatever Mexico feels like throwing at my skin/hair.
Glymm is trying to make me believe that Gwyneth Paltrow is devoted to this product to keep her boring hair radiantly bland.
LET'S SEE HOW IT STANDS UP AGAINST MY "BRED TO PARTY, IN PIZZA WE TRUST" TRESSES!

I HAVE IT ON MY FACE AS WE SPEAK!!!
I went to a makeup workshop this weekend (to try and better understand what it's like to have a comfortably made up face), and she really drilled it home that it's not so much about the makeup you put on your face, as it is the quality of skin that the makeup is going onto.
I already have a pretty intense skincare regime, but having this product show up on my doorstep just kicked it up another notch!
I highly recommend this as a "damn it's cold out, if only there was a concoction that made my skin feel less horrific while standing outside waiting for the streetcar" cream.
I FELT LIKE A MILLION BUCKS (with bed head, and sleepies in my eyes)!

For some reason, fashion magazines/bloggers latch onto particular products and don't let go until they've promoted the shit out of it - and in the case of RGB Nail Lacquer, I don't quite understand the hype.
It's nail polish, plain and simple.
Glymm was smart about it and didn't send me an unflattering colour - but nothing about the brand wanted to make me strip off my current nail polish (SALLY HANSEN THAT'S ON SALE AT SHOPPER'S DRUG MART - HAAAIII), and cover my nails in luxury....I'll probably end up putting this in my mom's Christmas stocking.
Sorry, RGB - but the fact that you've collaborated with Urban Outfitters actually makes me kind of hate you even more.
www.teenswithtoomuchcash.com

Let's be honest - I'm terrified to try this product.
It's something about the words GEL and EYELINER that make me cringe, and have me imagining myself crippled over the sink screaming in pain because I doused my eyeball with "smudge gel"....fingers crossed that I have two operational eyeballs for the holidays!

10.11.11

2 horse posts in one month - I'm done now!

Eric Lamaze's equestrian career has certainly had it's ups and downs, and despite my negative opinion towards his work ethics (more on that later), I'm only human, and am deeply moved by his recent misfortunes in regards to the death of his Olympic gold medal mount, Hickstead.

There's actual footage of Hickstead's death floating around on YouTube, and I can only imagine how horrifying it would have been for the crowd in attendance.
I will never be able to bring myself to watch that footage, nor would I ever want to.

Back when I was in over my head horse crazy, Eric Lamaze was a god.
He was a young, studly Canadian Olympian who I adored - then this happened:

http://www.cbc.ca/sports/story/2000/09/20/eric00920.html

As a former equestrian with limited funds (which is the eternal "running up the down escalator"), I was offended that someone would take an opportunity like this for granted.
He had the world in his hands (sponsors, his pick of the best horses in the world, the ability to do this for a LIVING), and he selfishly chose partying over a career.
I was furious that someone would squander a lifestyle that so many could only dream of (myself included).

What made me even more irate was when the country welcomed him back with open arms a few years later, as if nothing had ever happened.
WAKE UP, IDIOTS - he basically flips you the bird by choosing cocaine over the responsibility of representing his country at the Olympics, and a few years later you're cool with it?!
NO WAY!
Once you've pissed me off for being as selfish as this dick, there's no redemption - sorry bro, try me next century.

7.11.11

Universal Meaning

As I scanned the same ol' rack of clothing this morning while getting dressed, it dawned on me that I only own one purple item.
ONE!
(and my dad bought it for me as a Christmas present three years ago)
It's a puffy vest from Land's End, and I will say in all honesty that it's grown on me - but it's been a long road.

95% of the time, purple clothing (to me) is really fuckin' tacky....very rarely is it that I see a purple cable knit sweater/wool coat and say to myself "that's the thing that's missing from my wardrobe! Who needs groceries when I can traipse around in this thing and soak up the compliments I'm bound to receive!?"
I usually say something along the lines of "UGH - some tacky-ass, brassy blonde would wear that shit to a Thursday night with the girls at Jack Astor's, NOT ME!"

Which got me to thinking - I'm sure SOMEONE has done purple right...right?!
Sure enough, after a quick look through trusty Polyvore, I am convinced that purple is not a doomed colour after all:

Worth My Time


Nicole Miller batwing dress, $440
Yves Saint Laurent slingback sandals, $995
Hermes jewelry, $520
ASOS chunky jewelry, $18
Enamel jewelry, £10
Hermes scarve, $385
Monsoon wool hat, £30

Am I crazy?!
Someone else out there must have a stigma towards a certain colour...maybe it's some psychological thing that has me hating the colour purple because some wee bitch that made fun of me in middle school?
Either way - I am going to make a concerted effort to welcome purple into my wardrobe with open arms.

3.11.11

Priorities, man!

Confession:
I've never been to New York City. The closest I've ever come is Tonawanda, NY. Doesn't mean that I'm in the dark about the wonderful items that're available to those lucky enough to live/frequent the city though! I've been eyeing this bakery from afar, and am delighted that a cookbook of all of their famous recipes has come down the pipe.
SIGN ME UP!
Let's talk about another pipe dream of mine - A MINI DONUT MAKER!!!! I was cursed with a rotund physique, so I can't help but pad out my skeleton w/ dough, and sugar....I CAN'T CONTROL MYSELF - IT'S IN MY BLOOOOOD!!


Want to know what else I have in my blooood?!?!
A DANGEROUS CASE OF VACATION FEVER!!!!!
Here's the REAL final countdown:


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