FOTD: Impossible Vintage (3/31/11)
I’ve just been wanting to actually use my Rimmel Vintage Pink ever since I saw how gorgeous it looked over on Killer Colours. (1-That’s her old blog, she’s now at the link in my blogroll to the right. 2-She actually did several looks using Vintage Pink, but this one’s my favorite, where I was like, “Whoa, I need that pink!”) So this whole look is just an excuse to wear the lipstick. 
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FOTD: Homage (3/24/11)
This is the next homage I’d been planning for a while: an homage to this post of Jerry’s. I’d popped it in my “looks to copy” tumblr, but hadn’t noticed where she got *her* inspiration from: Ke$ha. Shudder. I loathe Ke$ha, which is why it’s taken me so long to get around to this homage/interpretation. And so far, have managed to avoid her “music” entirely, except for two occasions where I heard snippets of “Tik-Tok,” because some of my friends are assholes with poor taste, or think it’s funny to inflict Ke$ha on others. Not cool. Anyway, I loved the look Jerry did, and it was kind of quintessential Jerry to me – a goldish color on the lid, a pop of color on the lower lashline – and I loved it and wanted to do it myself. When I remembered it was originally inspired by Ke$ha, I decided to skip the blue lipcolor, and use a darker blue on the lower lashline, so that none of my coworkers would be like, “Hey, wait a minute….I know that look….” Yeah, I’m a wuss. We know this. I really wish I’d been *looking* at Jerry’s version when I was putting it on – I think it turned out alright, but a bit off-base from what I wanted (and I *totally* forgot the winged eyeliner, damn). Anyway, here it is:
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Swatch Sunday, 4/17/11: Sonia Kashuk Lip Palette
No lip swatches right now, because I left this til late, and I just don’t have it in me. Plus I’m about to go watch the Game of Thrones premiere.
This is the Sonia Kashuk Lip Palette in Natural Nudes-38: “five lip colors and one lip definer.” I thought a “lip definer” would be like a lipliner, but it’s really the lip brush that comes with the palette. The individual colors don’t have names, so…yeah. Just the pics then. On my hand, they’re the same, left to right, as in the palette; the last on the right I had to swatch under the others, so that’s that one. So, pictures then (and lip swatches later):
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TiLT! 4/14/11
-the idea/existence of spotlights, and thinking about how far into space they extend (kind of magical, right?)
-origami cranes
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-the bear and lady mini picture I have on my desk (wish I knew who the artist was, but it’s pretty nonetheless)
-Dogstar
-new tattoos, especially when they turned out so nicely, and feel like Braille or something on my skin
-karaoke
-uke jams
-when small talk is effortless (a rarity for me, I usually hate it with a passion, but this week…I don’t know, I’ve been more bubbly and outgoing, I guess)
-being able to afford generous tipping/generosity in general
-group meditation
-Won-Buddhism Meditation Temple
-getting back in touch with old friends (thank you, facebook!)
-lovely scrawlings in bathroom stalls (the “suck” stands out because of the color, but if you look for the blue chalk, you’ll see someone’s written “you are so lovely” – yay for them!)
-The Killing – When I first saw the trailers, I was like, “blah blah Twin Peaks fishcakes,” but I also knew I’d be its bitch. So compelling, so far.
-*finally* seeing the opossum that lives in one of our bushes – big monster
-possible baby-bunny-sighting in the honeysuckle bush – very excited about bunny-season (pic from last summer)
-random pins/gifts from the universe (yeah, it’s part of a marketing ploy, but I’m ignoring that in favor of the happy message on it)
-awesome tree cozies
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-Eno River Rock Skippers – Gutbucket, banjo, fiddle, banjolele, and guitar? Be still my heart!
-South Carolina Broadcasters
No Swatch Sunday this week
Between two new tattoos, and *badly* spraining my ankle over the weekend, and being sociable (read: staying out late, and sleeping in late), I don’t have much inclination to swatch today. Or much skin I *can* swatch on. (Unless you fancy a swatch on a semi-hairy leg.)
Tattoo #10:
Tattoo #11:
FOTD: Hula and Tarantella (3/12/11)
Didn’t want to do anything too involved while we were in New York, because I didn’t want to make everyone wait on me while I primped and indulged my inner vain peacock, but I did want to wear makeup still.
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Ugh, my Natalie Merchant impression used to be SO much better.
I mean, it was spot on. In college (a decade ago or so), I sounded exactly like her. But then I also listened to her obsessively and *tried* to sound like her. On the other hand, I think the raspy quality suits the old-time band we’re working on. So, first SingSnap recording, Happy Hogswatch, kids! Whether it’s a present or a lump of coal, I make no promises.
http://www.singsnap.com/karaoke/e/b799df60c
(I would’ve preferred “King of the Road,” but I just cannot hit that one high note today. Note to self: more vocal warming up/practice beforehand, less out-of-breathness, too.)
Old-time string bands to go watch, so later taters! An honest-to-goodness FOTD post is next (gasp)! Remember when I did those? Yeah. Anyway, xoxo
TiLT #3: 4/7/11
-TRAINS! (I promise this is a train passing in Durham – although it’s at night, and blurry, so you can barely make out the lights on the side and the NS logo, but it IS a train. And doesn’t the moon look amazing in this picture?)
-the view of Durham off the Pinhook’s back porch, especially on foggy nights
-GREG! On the one hand, I should probably list him in every single TiLT post I make, EVER. On the other hand, DUH, of course I should, and I don’t want to be too repetitive, or bore you to death about how I have such an awesome husband/partner/best friend. But while alot of this week has been incredible, and I’ve noticed some magical things, parts of it have been absolute shit and knocked me into tailspins of anxiety and distress – and who’s helped me find my way back out, to calm, rational, sanity? This guy, the absolute love of my life:
-finding feathers on the ground – like a delicate gift, a random act of kindness from the universe (even more fun is wearing them in my hair, as a reminder; and, okay, yes, they appeal to my tribal-fusion-costuming sensibilities; I’ve decided I need to wear more feathers)
-The Remedy Diner, in Raleigh: AMAZING ambiance, DELIGHTFUL food, it’s just incredible, can’t recommend it highly enough if you’re ever in the area, can’t wait to go back again! The painting on the wall of the ladies’ room was so gorgeous, I just had to take a picture. (And there was a lovely lady with the most beautiful aqua hair I’ve ever seen, but I was too shy to ask to take her picture, so I just stared like a creeper. Also inspired me to funk up my hair color again; it’s just too fun.)
Remedy also had a great signed photograph of this guy – it just made me smile to see it; turns out, Sho Nuff was a downtown Raleigh icon. I’m sorry I learned of him after his passing, but happier than if I’d never learned, you know?
-getting a classical guitar at High Strung – she’s a Valencia, she’s beautiful, and I took one look at her and knew her name was Inez; so, so, so overjoyed to have a classical again; now to track down Brouwer’s Etudes simples and play them obsessively
-the “heli-pig” logo on Stephen’s shirt (not really sure what it is supposed to be, but it looked like a pig, with helicopter rotors coming out of it, so that’s what he dubbed it)
-the concept of pub golf
-ABSOLUTELY the utter kindness of total strangers, new acquaintances, and “old” friends (it’s a long story, that I’ll share later, but if it weren’t for one very, very, very awesome and observant necklace vendor on the streets of downtown Raleigh in the wee hours of Saturday night, I wouldn’t have found Greg and would have been unconsolably anxious and distraught for most of a day, instead of just a couple hours; shout-out to new and existing friends, too, for helping me look for him)
-gorilla stripteases (yes, I have video, and no, you don’t get to see it 
it’s for “the private collection” for a friend’s birthday)
-hooping (it’s hooping weather again! yay! SO much fun!)
-finally getting started on that string/jug/whatever band I’ve been on about, and having band practice – love it so much! It just makes me so utterly joyful, you don’t even know! I want to dance around like a little kid (and I would, but I have to hold a uke and sing, so, dancing would be awkward). I also get to watch/listen to Greg (acoustic guitar, so far) and Becket (banjo) be pretty badass on their instruments, and that is a wondrous thing indeed, just being able to watch/listen to a talented musician. Speaking of which, also: Uke Jams! Both at High Strung and hosted at my place or elsewhere. FUN!
-”No, RUN!…Why can’t they hear the soundtrack?”
-”My brain’s a nuclear neuron processor.” (uttered by Greg in his hilarious Arnold-impersonating voice, while watching Terminator)
-the serendipity of unknowingly pinning all my hair up on what turns out to be a really blustery day, so that I end up enjoying the crazy wind, rather than being irritated by all the hair whipping into my face nonstop
-paying more attention to, and being wowed by, beauty in nature, and the way light hits things, etc. (one of these days I’m going to get up *before* sunrise, and take pictures of it)
