First thing you should know about me when it comes to exercise – I prefer to tout the party line that exercise is for punks. However, in the last couple of months, I have become one of those people who exercises most days of the week. I know, it’s like I don’t even know me anymore. Continue reading
Truth be told, I think I’m much pickier about people’s clothing than makeup choices. I believe myself to have extremely good manners, and I’m very polite. However, in my head, odds are that I’m judging what you’re wearing. I’m not saying I’m proud of it, but I can’t seem to turn off my inner fashion police officer. And here’s my #1 rule — be appropriate. Let me elaborate. Continue reading
Let’s just get this out of the way: I don’t want to write this post. I’d been avoiding it until Jenn politely nudged me. Why am I openly hostile to something so seemingly harmless?
The Hell with harmless: it’s gorgeous, right??
I’d been coveting this polish for over a month. Finally two weeks ago I went to the Chanel counter at Saks and saw the bottle in person. It was even more beautiful than it had looked in the magazines. I happily forked over $25 and proudly took it to my pedicurist. She immediately expressed skepticism: she’s been doing my pedicures for around 7 years and I have always preferred dark, rich colors. Essie Wicked is a favorite of mine. We tried something light and shiny once before and she wouldn’t even let me walk out the door: she took it all off and started over because she knew I’d hate it. (And I would have but I was trying to be polite.) Continue reading
I recently sent Jenn a link to another beauty blog that had a list of looks men don’t like on a woman. Her response was “Seeing as I’ve done most of those looks, it’s no wonder I’m single. I guess I require a man who has taste.”
It got me thinking about how to identify a man with taste and class – what would our first date look like? Here’s some advice for the men out there. Continue reading
I cannot be held accountable for my love of makeup and beauty products. It’s all the fault of that beautiful woman in the photo. That’s my mom, Estelita. She was meticulous with makeup and devout in her beauty regimen. It rubbed off. And hey, if there’s a chance that I’ll get carded in my 40s like she did, you better believe I will continue to try and emulate her. By her strong example, I learned how to do my own manicure, to wash my face every night with a mild cleanser, and to wear appropriate undergarments (no VPL here!), among many other nuggets of mom wisdom.
I love wearing nail polish and rarely will you see my fingernails or toenails naked. Typically, I’m a dark nail polish kind of gal. While I have a few dozen nail polish colors, my nails spend most of their time painted a color within a few shades of black or red. However, I’ve always dabbled in wearing nude polish for that chic, fresh look, but it’s been a challenge to find the right nude color for my dark skin. Until now!
AMENDMENT I: THE RIGHT TO LOOKING YOUR BEST
Don’t be lazy! I’ll probably say this a lot on the blog, because it applies to most aspects of life. Don’t be lazy about taking care of your skin. Don’t be lazy about wearing make-up (and taking it off at the end of the night). Don’t be lazy about how you dress. You only get one life, so why aren’t you making the most of it every day?
I’m a person of strong convictions. Some would say opinionated. Others might use the terms ‘bossy’ or ‘authoritative’. They aren’t un-right, but that doesn’t make said convictions any less absolutely correct under any and all circumstances.
Article I: Freedom from treating your skin like a wax figure from Madame Tussauds. You know what keeps bar soap in that bar shape? Wax. It might be a fancy wax, but it’s a wax substance. If you spend a lot of money on fancy serums and creams that wax is only acting as a barrier
to their ability to penetrate the skin’s surface. Get a decent liquid face wash that’s free of fragrance and other possible irritants. Ban the Bar!
My dear friend Jenn (no, I’m not talking about myself in the third person) was getting married and asked me to do her make-up for the wedding. Of course, I agreed. And then I had a mini panic attack about it.
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I’m watching a Millionaire Matchmaker marathon on Bravo. Before you judge me too harshly I offer this in my defense
But to be completely honest, as a newly single woman tired of being the primary breadwinner I wanted to see what kind of women millionaires are attracted to: what do the women look like? How do millionaires pick the women they date? What kind of woman would a matchmaker pick for them? Continue reading