These weeks sure so fly by! I swear it was just last week that I wrote the last I heart Monday post! This week it's going to be on a Tuesday! But no worries.
Just a quick update about what's been going on around here.
We have a new layout that I ADORE. Des is a magician and I swear she can read my mind, it is so perfect for The Barmy Fox!
My work was selected to be in a craft show this weekend here in England! So exciting! I've been making and making and making, and I still am not sure if I will have enough things! Looks like I might need another quick run to Hobby Craft. It you're in England and want to come, it's in Wythall on the 14th of November at the 1st Tilbury Green Scouts Scout HQ (B47 6LZ). There will be tea, coffee and cakes for sale as well!
I went to my first bonfire night here in England! Also known as Guy Fawkes Night or Guy Fawkes Day, it's to celebrate the fact that King James I had survived the attempt on his life. November 5, 1605 Guy Fawkes was arrested while guarding explosives the plotters had places beneath the House of Lords. In celebration that the king was still alive, people lit bonfires around London and months later the public day was born. There was a huge bonfire, drinking and fireworks. What's not to like?!
I got a new car!!! Things are really coming together over here-I can't say much more, but the first part is that I have a car! It's a beauty! Still have only driven it once but I'm trying!
Because of this craft show, I've been making a lot of things, and have had so many ideas for new items to put in the shoppe (once it opens again). I've also been thinking about international shipping so that I can open the shoppe in the states as well (it's been on holiday for a month). It's very exciting, but I'm worried about the shipping. Would you pay more for shipping? Let me know what you think and I'll open the shoppe back up!
LUSH. David got me some bath bombs for my birthday and they are divine. I am sure I have written about these before, but damn. They are good. They make your skin so so silky soft, and the smells are amazing. If you've never tried them. go get yourself one or ten. I didn't get the bombs that fizz up, I got the ones that dissolve slowly. They are huge so you can break them in half or quarters to make them last longer!
There is so much more I want o write about...but cannot!!! I have some recipes going up this week, some exciting news, and maybe even a DIY, so stay tuned!!!
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Hey guys, it’s been a while! Tory and I have decided to nix the “Monthly Favorites” and just rotate the “I Heart Monday” posts. I haven't written in a while so hopefully this will get me back in the swing of things. So, without further ado, let’s get it.
If you know me, you know I’m not a huge fan of bras. I get the purpose, but most of the time they’re annoying to me. As of late, I’ve been REALLY into bralettes. They’re cute, offer support (the ones I wear during the day do), and they make me feel like a Victoria’s Secret model. What’s better than that? Other than actually being one, of course.
Nivea Post Shave Balm for sensitive skin. Random, I know, BUT it is AMAZING as a face primer! Tip: you rub (not pat) it onto your face until it gets slightly tacky. That will make whatever makeup you choose to wear adhere to it!
WhatsApp/Skype. I am SO thankful for these two programs. They have made it much easier for me to stay in touch with one of my best friends, now if only they could help me tackle this time difference!
NCIS. I’ve always been a fan of the show but I’ve recently started to rewatch all of the seasons that are on Netflix and I realized that I really miss watching it. Also, I totally have a thing for Mark Harmon and Michael Weatherly. No shame.
OPI’s “It’s a Piazza Cake”. This reddish orange SLAYS MY LIFE. There's not one hint of shimmer in it, so it looks really classy. Pair it with a high gloss top coat and you're the epitome of fall time feels.
That's what I have been loving this past week, what are you into? We've got some really great blogs planned for the future so hopefully we can be a little more regular about our posts. What are things YOU want to read about? Let us know in the comments below!
I have no idea why I am always so absent from this blog! I have loads of time, and am always making stuff, but don’t seem to post it. It's just a collection of things I like, which is absolutely fine, but come on! My goal for the next couple weeks is to post at least twice a week. I have lots of DIY coming up, a couple great recipes that I have tried and are delish, and some big updates to write about, so stay with me!!!
I have a huge collection of things I love from these past couple weeks!
Calendars and planners. I’m sure that I have said this before, but omg I have found some really good ones in the past couple weeks! One of my favourites is the Passion Planner by Angelia Trinidad. It combines your personal goals and professional goals into one great planner. You can download and print the whole planner (in two sizes!) for free by sharing the link on social media, or you can buy one from her online shop. I printed a couple weeks worth to finish the year off, but am thinking about pre-ordering one for 2016!
Anything gold. Obsessed! I got a kraft paper planner by Sugar Paper (at Target!) last year with gold dots all over it and it has been an obsession ever since. I am loving gold foil backgrounds for my phone, gold accessories, and found the most perfect champagne gold faux leather for some bags! Yes to all the gold!
Speaking of gold....Alex and Ani. My friend Rose got me my first Alex and Ani bracelet and I cannot wait to get more! She got me the Friendship Arrow which is turquoise with two arrows intersecting. Described as 'Two arrows with intersecting centers is a symbol for friendship. While each one points in its own direction, they meet at the middle, touching at their hearts. Wear the Arrows of Friendship Bracelet and feel the heartwarming ties that bind true friends.’ it is seriously SO PERFECT. It helps to remind me that it’s ok for friends to go their own way, whether it be to England to live with their husbands or just off doing their own thing for a while. By looking at that bracelet it reminds me to leave a short message to say ‘hi’ (or to send a long email!) to all those people who are near and dear to my heart. I think this is one of the most important things-keep in touch with those you love and care about. It doesn’t need to be everyday, but let them know you are there for them and are thinking about them.
Vintage cars. I know I already wrote about this, but as fate would have it I found one!!! My mother in law said there was an old Fiat 1968 500L close to where she worked, and it was for sale! I said I was interested and we went to see it! It’s an oldie but a goodie-with only 76,000 miles! - but as it turns out it wasn’t really for sale. They guy said that if someone came and offered him £5,000 then maybe he would sell it, but I’m afraid it would be a money pit, so passed. It was so pretty though!
#LetterItOctober. Have you been hand lettering along? I’ll admit I am a bit behind, but am definitely going to continue! Here are some of the ones I have done so far. If you’ve been following along, post some of yours as well!
That's all for this week! Hopefully I'll have another post up in a day or so with some exciting news!!!!
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The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it, no paper notices on downtown posts and billboards, no mentions or advertisements in local newspapers. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not. The towering tents are striped in white and black, no golds and crimsons to be seen. No color at all, save for the neighboring trees and the grass of the surrounding fields. Black-and-white stripes on grey sky; countless tents of varying shapes and sizes, with an elaborate wrought-iron fence encasing them in a colorless world. Even what little ground is visible from outside is black or white, painted or powdered, or treated with some other circus trick.
The ticket booth clearly visible behind the gates is closed and barred. The tents are still, save for when they ripple ever so slightly in the wind. The only movement within the circus is the clock that ticks by the passing minutes, if such a wonder of sculpture can even be called a clock. The circus looks abandoned and empty. But you think perhaps you can smell caramel wafting through the evening breeze, beneath the crisp scent of the autumn leaves. A subtle sweetness at the edges of the cold. The sun disappears completely beyond the horizon, and the remaining luminosity shifts from dusk to twilight. The people around you are growing restless from waiting, a sea of shuffling feet, murmuring about abandoning the endeavor in search of someplace warmer to pass the evening. You yourself are debating departing when it happens. First, there is a popping sound. It is barely audible over the wind and conversation. A soft noise like a kettle about to boil for tea. Then comes the light. All over the tents, small lights begin to flicker, as though the entirety of the circus is covered in particularly bright fireflies. The waiting crowd quiets as it watches this display of illumination. Someone near you gasps. A small child claps his hands with glee at the sight. When the tents are all aglow, sparkling against the night sky, the sign appears.
My feelings are so conflicted about this book. I don't know whether to immortalize it for all eternity in a frame on my wall, or throw it into the fire.
So, how am I supposed to rate this book? A million stars, one star, 837 stars, what? In the end I did some crazy, overly complicated math that really makes so sense in my head, and came out with four (which I raised to 4.5 because I'm such a weakling) stars.
For the longest time during the book, over two hundred and fifty pages, I thought that I disliked this book for some very specific reasons, but this is where the confusing part comes in so hang with me for a second: once you get to the end, you realize that you only thought you hated those parts, and it was really all part of Morgenstern's brilliant plan!
I'll explain! Let me start by saying that this is a book you definitely have to read twice. The first time, you really aren't going to understand all of the nuances and parts of this story until, well, until it's way too late.
Most books and/or series that you read these days, you pretty much know the whole plot and how it's going to end: in a predicable, sappy, cheezy, blah blah blah you've read it a million times kind of ending; sometimes even just a couple of pages into the novel. In The Night Circus , you really don't. The plot strings start out so loosely that you can see little to no connection to them besides the two obvious ones with Marco and Celia. You've seen loose strings before in many a sloppy novel, so you just dismiss out all of ones you deemed "unimportant" in your eyes and focus on Marco and Celia. Wrong move. You get more and more confused as the book goes on; what's with all the other POVs and time jumps? Really, just a general what the hell is going on? But that's not the truth; while you're so eagerly and attentively looking at your two little strings, Morgenstern brings all of those other little strings closer.....and closer......and closer together until, unbeknownst to you, she starts weaving them in with Marco and Celia. As I said, you're still in the dark about most of it, but you do notice that the book is getting better, but don't realize until there's only about forty pages left that, holy geez, your two little strings that you started out with is now a huge, complicated, rope, but the book won't let you stop and analyze it. It carries you forward in a wave of sheer awesomeness as you devour every page. Then, you get to the end of the book, and your brain blows up. It literally blows into a million billion little pieces all over wherever you're sitting as your cat crawls all over you and nips your ankles (which is why I suggest you don't finish this book in a public place, because you will be incapacitated for several minutes and look like an invalid).
When you finally get your brain back together, it almost blows up again when you realize that she planned for you to feel like this all along. She's been playing you and has had you wrapped around her little pinky finger from the start. Like Great Expectations, you're never really going to understand the plot and all of the strings fully until you read it through twice, when you can really fully comprehend every little detail that Morgenstern wrote into this story.
Now that I told you about how my brain exploded about twice, let me get on with this review and tell you what I thought was annoying:
What I'm about to tell you right now is not a joke. There are fifteen POVs/main characters in this book that you're supposed to keep track of, and in case you still don't believe me, I'll list them for you:
12. Mr. Murray
14. Tante Padva
There are also chapters where she does it in POVs of other people from the circus, and sometimes she writes as though you're the one walking through it. Like I said, the first time you read through it, this can be very confusing and overwhelming, but once you read it through again, knowing the ending (and you can bet that I re-read this amazing book the second I was done with it) you truly understand these characters and why Morgenstern did it. And, no, I'm not going to tell you what at the end of the book made me change my mind so suddenly, you'll just have to read it yourself and be as astounded as I was. It's definitely worth waiting for.
BUT I love love love her descriptions. I felt like I was truly THERE.
The Night Circus was much like an aerial silk performer as the story slowly and gracefully wrapped itself around me, unfolding at the same time a magical world with intertwining stories of the past, present and future. Of love, hate, hope, pain all bringing together a story that is unforgettable.
The circus arrives without warning.
Until the next chapter,
It's been a while (surely I say this every time?!) and I think that's fine. Quality over quantity right?! Between moving to another country (which I'll post about soon!), unpacking and getting settled, there has not been loads of time for DIY and that does not sit well with me!! Hoping I can get back to it soon!
I've been thinking about which direction I want the blog to go, what to do next, what's the next step? I still don't have the answer, but I do know that I heart Monday is a good thing. Will it change to a weekly post? Stay 'biweekly'? A monthly favourites post? I'm not really sure, but I know the idea will stay!!
First things first-I found the most amazing challenge on Instagram the other day. It's called #LetterItOctober from @jennyhighsmith.
I. AM. LOVING. IT.
I've always wanted to work on my hand lettering and now that I've moved to England (and don't yet have a job) I've got some time to improve. The idea is that you have a different phrase, quote or saying to write every day. You can write in your loopiest calligraphy or simply use a pen. Join us and use the hashtag to see how other people have written the same thing.
Until we find our dream house, we are staying with family and trying to make it feel like home! I've got a new sewing machine, set up the spare room as a sewing room, and gathering my materials to open up shop again! Very excited to start making things again, and to see where this little business takes me!
In our new room between the hours of 13:00 and 17:00, the sunlight comes through the window and it is glorious. That is, when it's sunny. Ha! The past week has been great and I've been soaking it up like a cat. I'm all unpacked, but now thinking how I can make it a bit more 'ours'. I've got some things hung up but that's about as far as I've gotten. I love the big windows and the backyard is so pretty. I know this is just a stepping stone, but I just love anything decorating and DIY. It's amazing how much a room can change with a fresh coat of paint!!
The one good part of not having a job yet is that I can cook dinner all the time! I"ve made this a couple times for David and his mum and we really like it! It's quinoa, feta, cucumbers and tomatoes. Thats it! Such an easy meal if you don't have time and super healthy as well.
That's it for this I heart Monday! Like I said, I'm not sure where this blog is taking me, but I am super excited to see what I come up with!
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This should actually be volume 15 because 14 got deleted. Still so upset about that.
Ok! Here are some of the things I am loving these past few (read: four) weeks!! I'm just going to get right to it 1) because I am still at the lake and 2) the last time I uploaded my post at the lake, it got deleted. So no fancy business!!!
I used to get this stuff in Shanghai, no idea what it's called, but it was in a green container and smelled like Vicks. I used it for everything and it is seriously the best. Since I can't find it in Toledo, I've asked a few people what might be similar and they said Tiger Balm.
This stuff is the best. I use it for mosquito bites, bee stings (my mom got one yesterday), bruises, aches and pains, you name it.
Going through Brooklyn, MI there is always this green 1973 convertible for sale in the parking lot of the antique store. It's got me thinking that it would be so great to have an old 'Sunday Driver' kind of car. You know, the kind where you drive it to church and that's it. I got to googling and found the cutest old Fiat!! David...put it on my wish list!!
I can't even believe I'm saying this right now, but I am so excited for Autumn. Slouchy sweaters, leggings and boots. Not too hot, not too cold. I'm actually looking forward to it for once!! Plus, who knows if you're wearing a bra or not. It's a win win.
NYX Black Eyeliner
Let me just say, that I have never been big into makeup in general. I had nothing against wearing makeup, but just never was really interested, and no one ever taught me (looking at you mom). However, not having a big kid job means that I have loads of spare time, which means I get a little bored. So I thought that this is the perfect time to play with makeup like a little girl. What looks good on me? How do you put this on? What's a highlight? What is contouring? How do they get that perfect wing tip? Why is it so hard to get both eyes to match? Practise makes perfect?! YES!
I must also admit that I have never used eye liner before, ever. So when my friend Des was in town last weekend, I was like SHOW ME YOUR WAYS. We went to Ulta (my first time in Ulta) and I got the grand tour. I settled on the NYX Liquid Black Liner (and about ten other things). It said it had a pen tip, and I can work a pen, so I bought it. I can safely say that after opening the box, I had a bit of a panic attack. It's got a brush. A BRUSH. What was I meant to do with a brush?! Thankfully I had three hours before work and a new bottle of makeup remover so I just went to town.
I love it. You choose how thick you want your liner to be, super thin to black eye. You choose. It stays on all day. At the moment I'm a nanny so even though I do have some spare time during the day (hello naptime!), I do NOT have time to be reapplying eyeliner. This stuff is perfect.
If you have any products that you LOVE, leave them in the comments below!!! I'm always looking to try new products and it's always better to pick them up via recommendation than by looking at the packaging, which is what I usually do!
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I debated whether I should even be writing this post because maybe I was just blowing this out of proportion. Maybe I was letting it bother me too much. Maybe it's not THAT big of a deal. The more I thought about it, the more it angered me. Usually I am all about promoting positivity, and that's why I am writing about this today instead of my I heart Monday from yesterday.
I had a lovely post all lined up for Monday. Full of things I loved from the last couple weeks. Then I went out to dinner with my family and that all went down the drain.
It's not even in the way you think either. Dinner with my family was great. We talked, laughed about my moms horrible 'Reese Witherspoon' joke for the hundredth time (never gets old, and she never tells it right, and that's why it's so funny), dad paid the bill and we all left. But while we were waiting for our food, the table next to us really made me mad.
We went to El Camino Real, which Google classifies as 'contemporary Mexican cuisine' and their website says it serves fresh 'fine Mexican food'. Yes, Mexican people work there.
The table next to us had two couples, both middle aged. The one man I would probably say was borderline deaf judging by the volume of his flip phone's ringer. You read that right, FLIP PHONE. It rang about four times during dinner and we heard it loud and clear. This has nothing to do with why I was annoyed with them, it just sets the stage.
They wanted their waiter for something, and looked around with that 'I need something' look. Their waiter was male by the way even though they referred to him as 'waitress' all night.
The man with the phone declares, "Where is our waitress?" He looks around the restaurant and sees a waiter and says "Oh there he is...hey sir!?"
His partner says, "Honey that's not our waiter!"
The man with the phone says, "Oh who cares, they all look the same anyways." And continues to wave him down.
THEY ALL LOOK THE SAME.
I have heard this one too many times in reference to many different races. I've heard Asian people say that 'all white/black people look the same' and white people say that 'all Indian/Asian people look the same'. It doesn't matter what you are, you could be white, Mexican, Asian, black, Indian, whatever, WE ALL DON'T LOOK THE SAME.
All black people don't look the same.
All Asian people don't look the same.
All white people don't look the same.
All Mexican people don't look the same.
All (insert race here) people don't look the same.
We may have some of the same characteristics, hair colour, skin colour, eye colour, height. But there are so many other things about each person that make them individual, who they are. I'm not even talking about personalities or interests, I'm talking about taking the time to actually look at people. Look past people's race and see what they really look like. Our waiter was not just 'the Mexican one', and if that man had really looked at him then he would have seen that.
I must say, I am not an expert at all things 'race related' and do not want this to get out of control as race can be a touchy subject. I think this is bothering me so much because I didn't say anything to that man with the flip phone. I didn't stand up for the waiter, and should have said something like 'No they do not all look the same. They aren't even wearing the same colour shirt. Take a minute and look at the person who is waiting on your table hand a foot and give him a little more respect. Otherwise go home and cook your own dinner.' Unfortunately I didn't say a thing, I just let it happen. I even commented about how horrible it was to my husband and to the rest of family. But I regret not saying something then and there. So I am saying something now: The next time you look at someone, try not to look at the physical characteristics that jump out at you first (he was black, she was Asian), but actually look at their face. You might find something that you didn't see before. And stand up for something you don't feel is right. Let people know you don't agree. Don't be afraid to be heard.
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Let me start off by saying that I am not fat. My heaviest weight is usually a goal weight for most people. I am petite, and that’s putting it mildly. If you ask me, I will say that I am 5 foot tall (I’m 4’10ish). I am talking about 130lbs on someone that is 4’10” with a small frame. Think about that. I couldn’t be more of an oompa loompa if I tried. I struggle with body issues and low self-esteem constantly and thought that if I lost weight, it would get better. But here’s the thing, I could never start it. I had no motivation other than self-loathing, which isn’t a really great reason to start making changes in your life. This year I had enough. I was SLOWLY making changes to eat healthier but I still wasn’t working out regularly. Cut to a week and a half ago. I put on my bridesmaids dress and couldn’t get it zipped all the way. I REPEAT, I COULDN’T GET IT ZIPPED. I was officially in panic mode. Do you know how I did it? I WANTED it. If you want it badly enough you WILL make necessary changes and that’s the hard truth. If you need any help I would definitely go to weightsnplates.com. It’s run by my friend Kevin and he’s a genius when it comes to this stuff. He’s also strict, which is what a lot of people need! Click HERE for the website!
These are my thoughts during my first week back to a healthier lifestyle.
Day 1- Wow. My heart is beating fast. Is it supposed to beat like that or am I about to have a heart attack? My thighs jiggle so much. I’m hungry. I want to read the captions on the TV but I don’t have my glasses on.
Day 2- I AM SO SORE. This cannot be natural. If I just work out for 15 minutes, is that acceptable? It literally hurts to breathe. Why does my body react like this to working out? Oh man, time to run. I hate running. It hurts my legs and makes my boobs jiggle.
Day 3- Oh, Backstreet Boys just came on my playlist. I miss them. Too bad they’re old and weird looking now. Except for Brian, I like him. I can’t breathe. I think I’m dying. Whew. Now what’s next? What does that machine do? Is it time to leave yet?
Day 4- THANK YOU BABY JESUS FOR REST DAY. I JUST WANT TO LIE HERE AND DIE.
Day 5- Everyone here has muscles. What will they think if they see me lifting 10 lbs weights? God, I am sweating so much. I wonder if people can smell me. This deodorant sucks, it’s totally not helping me out right now. This is why I don’t wear tank tops to the gym.
Day 6- Okay, it’s getting easier. I still hurt, but I feel great! All hail the power of Destinee. I did so many squats and core work today. I could probably lift a truck. I think I’ll just work out EVERYTHING and show the world how strong I am.
Day 7- Why did I think this was getting easier? ALL OF MY MUSCLES ARE SCREAMING THEIR DISAPPROVAL AT THIS WORKOUT. I’m just going to lie on this mat and pretend I’m stretching. I just want chicken tenders, French fries, and all the cheesecake in Charlotte.
I totally STILL think like that too, I just realized that my goal is bigger than my cravings. You know how all of that goes. If you ever want someone to help with motivation and affirmations, I’m your girl!
I am so excited to write this post!
My parents bought a cottage on our lake and we are renovating it! This has been my father's dream and he finally can say that he owns a cottage on Deep Lake! I remember going around the lake on the float boat and my parents talking about who lives in each of the cottages; there aren't many, and we know everyone on the lake. We would all choose which one we would buy if money were no object and what we would change about them. One of the ones we always wanted was the one on the end because it had a huge yard for the dogs to run in and, of course, our dad would build us a huge house there (ideas that only kids would have). They finally got the one on the end, and I am so happy for them! Here is a photo of them right after they signed the paperwork-proud new owners of a cottage on the lake-and the super cute house they bought!!
One we got inside and checked things out-we found a lot of things needed fixing, painting, taken out and completely renovated. We had (and still have!) a lot of work on our hands!
The walls had wire going all the way around them to hang curtains on. Every single wall. One wall had metal flashing (cut into squares) glued (GLUED) to the wall. That is what the little 's' patterns are on the one wall. It was also used as a backsplash in the kitchen.
In addition to this long multipurpose room, we've got two bedrooms, a bathroom (which needs loads of work. Read: gutted) and a laundry room. We've painted the two bedrooms white and then used some beachy tones for a bit of colour. This whole place is practically floor to ceiling panelling, so we had to make the best of what we were given. Thankfully, there is a bit in each room that is just drywall, so it looks really nice!
This is the parent's bedroom. I had a bit of paint leftover from when I redid my bedroom in Toledo, so they used that for the upper bit of drywall. I love this colour with the white. It's just got that 'lake' vibe to it. I ran back to the cottage on the way home last night because I forgot to take photos, so sorry for the 'sunset' glare on all the photos! I promise to take better ones next time!
This colour is called 'Silvermist' from Sherwin Williams, and I think it is gorgeous. It's a blue-green in the daytime and then its a bit more silver/gray at night. Love!
You can see the laundry room in the first photo through the doorway, and thankfully it has some cupboards for storage.
However, my favourite part is the view.
I've always loved the lake, and honestly, nothing is better than a sunset!
Cooper loves the new lake place, and Simba has turned into a lake dog. Even though he hates swimming, he goes in the water and waddles around. I'm so mad that I didn't take a photo of it!
I'll update in another week or so when we have a bit more done. The floor comes today. The beds come tomorrow. Then I'm sure it will be time to get sofas, refinish the wood table from the garage, and buy/make a kitchen. Then I get to decorate! HA!
There is still so much work to do on the cottage, but it's coming along nicely! We finally have a permanent year round place to call our own, and Dad has fulfilled his dream of owning a cottage. Now we only need to take Mom to Italy and they're all set!
Stay tuned-I still owe you my I Heart Monday from last week and the new selection of fabrics for bags!
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Lately, I’ve been seeing people straight up BASH anyone who wears makeup. I stumbled across this article on Facebook recently and read the comments (one of my favorite things to do!).
A lot of the comments were normal, “of course she looks different.” and “Hail the power of makeup!” and even “This is why I have trust issues”. But then there were these gems “Her first mistake was putting on makeup”, “she looks like a clown”, “These women are clearly not feminists because if they were they wouldn’t be putting on makeup for men!” Um. Okay. Here's some things that people say that have makeup lovers rolling their eyes.
“Who are you wearing all that makeup for?”
First things first (I’m the realest, lol). As a makeup loving girl, I can honestly say I don’t wear makeup for anyone. Chances are, when you see me out you won’t approach me and say “Damn. Your contour is on point. I like a girl who knows how to chisel her cheekbones.” I wear makeup for MYSELF. Not anyone else.
“You must be insecure to cover up your face so much.”
Just because someone CHOOSES to wear makeup doesn’t mean that they hate their face. I don’t always wear makeup but I prefer it. Why? I don’t always want to scare children with my dark circles under my eyes.
“You’re prettier without all that makeup.”
Thanks, I think. I never know what to say to these types of people. I feel as if you just called me ugly but tried to cover it in glitter and sprinkles.
“Why do people who wear makeup think they're better than everyone else?”
Why do people who don't wear makeup think they're better than anyone else?! Neither one is better than the other. Cool if you wear makeup. Cool if you don't. JUST LET PEOPLE LIVE.
“How long does it take you to get ready?”
Shut up. JUST SHUT UP. My everyday routine takes me 15 minutes. I take longer trying to pick out clothes. Or chopping up my fruit.
“You must spend all your money on makeup.”
Listen. I spend MY money on things I enjoy. I don’t judge you and your cookware obsession, don’t judge me on how much I spend on a highlighter or lipstick. Buy whatever makes you happy and "treat yo self!"
“Seeing people without makeup is why I have trust issues.”
Wait. Is it my fault that you thought I have hot pink lips, a permanent black winged liner, and glittery cheekbones? NO. You’re stupid for thinking that.
Makeup is an art form and I’m a wannabe Picasso.
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