FOTD: Maiden with a Temper (5/31/11)
Been carrying this eyeshadow combo around in my makeup bag for a while now – just hadn’t felt like putting on slap until this morning. I like it. I wasn’t sure about using Melancholy Maiden with the other two – seemed a bit too warm or too beige or something – but I like it. Go, me. 
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FOTD: Halle-fucking-lujah! (10/17/10)
I was looking through shit on my flashdrive yesterday, and came across a weird folder I didn’t remember being on there before, labelled “Kathy.” And when I opened it, I found tons of old photos – including the ones missing from this post. Well, damn! Edit these pics, slap ‘em up, copy and paste the stuff I used (which I was smart enough to write down for future reference and/or reproducing). Fucking fortuitous! And I left some of the full size photos (the expanded versions? you know what I mean) super large so you could see the gorgeous, glorious sparkliness of Ellette and Loxy. Jesus, I love this look. When I found the pics last night, I was like, “Sweet, now I don’t have to keep Ellette, Loxy, and Gunmetal in a baggie until I recreate the look.” But now that I’m editing them and seeing them again, I’m like, “I kind of want to wear this combo for the rest of the week.” Ah well.
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Swatch Sunday/FOTD: Posietint! (5/28/11)
I took pics of just Posietint on my face, but none of them came out very well. (Macro can be a real bitch about peachfuzz on your nose, did you know that?) I ended up adding it into my makeup for the evening (to go see a show), so I just didn’t crop those pics as usual, so you can see my cheeks, too. It’s a bit odd-looking to me, but I think you get a good idea of how the Posietint looks. I like it alot! Cheek and lip swatches:
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FOTD below, with more heavily-tinted lips and cheeks. (Well, slightly more heavily-tinted cheeks – I’m still wary of clown cheeks.)
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FOTD: Bot Twin (some time last week?)
Really simple, and kind of really pretty. I am really into blush right now, for some reason. Or cheek stains, rather, and cream/gel blush, rather than powder. Although I still can’t decide if I’m putting on too little or just enough. Hmm. How do y’all tell when your blush is “done”? Also digging the whole Nancy Botwin thing – too bad I’ve watched all the Weeds available through Netflix streaming. Now I have to wait for actual discs, le sigh. And I really dig Celia’s look when she’s trying to be Nancy – I know it’s sad of Celia, but Elizabeth Perkins has kind of a gypsy vibe in that makeup and hair, and you know I looooooove that gypsy vibe. Also, Elizabeth Perkins. Love her, too!
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Nails of the week: China Glaze Spontaneous
Two coats, gorgeously purple, surprising chip and wear resistant (given how rough I am on my nails and polishes), not quite color accurate but that’s my camera being tricky over purples.
TiLT!: another Friday edition, natch
-badass Mick Foley – and keep in mind, that article, while awesome, doesn’t even begin to cover all the charity work and other righteous stuff Foley has done. <3 him so much!
-first confirmed rabbit sighting! (although in the neighbor's yard and not ours, natch)
-dude riding a segway in downtown Durham around 2am
-striped dresses
-lace-trimmed tanks
-swamp witch/peacock hair
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(And flower hairwreaths – that’s the one I made for my wedding.)
-Jon Lindsay – and especially that he opened with “These Are the End Times” (which you can listen to at that link) at the Pinhook show last Saturday (aka, Rapture Day)
-moments where you’re totally at peace with the world – and then realize you’re just not at peace with the whole world, you’re totally in love with it
-the “Becoming Chaz” documentary
Slackest blog-reader ever, ugh.
Sorry, y’all, I’m trying to get caught up with all your blogs, and stay caught up with them, but….yeah. I’m a slackass. I think also I have too many blogs I want to read right now? But the problem is, they’re all awesome, and I don’t want to cut any of them. Usually when I need to cut, it’s pretty easy, like, “Well, this isn’t really my thing,” or “This is totally my thing, but no posts in a year, so…..time to stop daily checking.” Anyway, my point is – I got tagged by Just Peachy on Saturday – and am just now finding that out. LAME. I am lame. Also, it’s Thursday, so there should be a TiLT post, but…pretty sure that’s going to be late, too. On the other hand, been busy with real life stuff, so….it’s kind of okay?
So! The ABCs tag:
A. Age: 31
B. Bed Size: King, and it’s LOVELY
C. Chore you hate: Doing the goddamn dishes. It is the pits. We don’t really have an even split of chores in our household, when you’re looking at quantity or effort put into it (like I used to mow, but nowadays Greg does all the mowing and it is a BEAST). But the chores I do, I don’t mind, but he LOATHES, and vice versa, so it works for us. Greg does the dishes, and I scoop litter and do laundry. He usually cooks, but I’m trying to step up my share of that. And the rest….we play by ear? Honestly, Greg does more on a regular basis to keep the house and the yard looking neat, because I’m a fucking slob, but my guilty conscience is making me try to be better about helping out. Also, every once in a blue moon, I am POSSESSED by a cleaning demon, like the time a couple months ago I deep-cleaned the fuck out of the kitchen. And I can feel another kitchen deep-clean coming on, too.
D. Day: Thursday – almost the weekend, and a long weekend at that, woo!
E. Essential start to your day: Umm….waking up? I’m really not a morning person these days, and am struggling to adjust my night-time meds and other habits (bedtime, exercise, meditation) to be better about waking up in the morning. Caffeine has been AWESOME lately (even though technically a no-no). And morning green smoothies – love them.
F. Favorite Colour: Damn. Tough question. I’m going to go with green right now, is probably my favorite. But I’m also a sucker for pink and purple, and most shades of blue, and black.
G. Gold or Silver: Silver 99% of the time. It used to be “ONLY silver,” but I’m getting past that.
H. Height: 5’8″
I. Instruments: voice, ukulele, and trying to re-learn classical guitar
J. Job Title: Firm Order Specialist (I order books that librarians pick out, basically, in a really simplified nutshell.)
K. Kids: Never for us. But I don’t mind playing with friends’ kids (all the joy, none of the responsibility, heh heh). And I love random little kids that are cute and well-behaved, particularly ones in Target that point at my hair and say, “Mira! Bella!” to their family. Ahem.
L. Live: Durham, North Carolina, and I fucking love it. Durham is the best!
M. Mum’s Name: Frieda.
N. Nicknames: Technically Kathy, since my real first name is Kathryn. The only other nicknames I can think of are Greg’s petnames for me, and those are private. o.o
O. Overnight hospital stays: I’m assuming this means where you were actually checked in overnight, not just where you ended up waiting so long that you were there all night. So, in that case, once for pancreatitis (due to gall stones) and once for gall bladder surgery.
P. Pet peeve: A bunch, probably, since I can be a picky bitch. And a snarky bitch. But lately I’ve been noticing a lot of jackhole bicyclists acting like they’re the ONLY vehicles/people on the planet, and ignoring traffic rules, and almost running pedestrians down (not cool) and dangerously shooting out in front of turning cars when the bike does NOT have right of way and is in the driver’s blind spot, so….probably that. I mean, yeah, cars can seriously fuck up pedestrians and bikes alike, but…we should all be more careful, you know? Riding a bike doesn’t give you carte blanche to be a dick. Or riding through the quad during class change, and getting ill that all the students walking are slowing you down – or, worse, refusing to slow down and hitting them? Inexcusable assholery.
Q. Quote from a movie: “It’s not a tumah!”
R. Right or Left Handed: Left for writing, right for *everything else*. This is what happens when you’re one of, like, three lefties in preschool and elementary school, and there are only two pairs of lefty scissors and you don’t mind using righty scissors anyway. Shorter version: dominantly right-handed.
S. Siblings: Two younger sisters (20 months, and 12 years younger)
T. Time you wake up: I keep aiming for 7ish, so I can get shit done in the mornings (exercise, morning grounding, meditation, makeup), but I keep slapping snooze until about 7:50. It’s bad.
U. Underwear: Yes.
V. Vegetables you dislike: I’m learning that I really like vegetables, after years of hating all of them. I’m still not a fan of hot chilies/peppers, but it’s more a spice issue than a taste issue. Oh, and black olives = bleccch. Green olives….well, only on pizza for now.
W. What makes you run late: I’m almost always early – like, fifteen to twenty to twenty-five minutes early, and then (because I’m neurotic) I’ll circle the block so I “show up” “only” ten minutes early. But when I run late, it’s usually because I was dicking around with makeup, or on the computer, or watching tv.
X. X-Rays you’ve had: Let’s see. Left forearm, when I broke it in…second grade? (Trying to do tricks on the monkey bars and fell.) The first time I broke a toe, that foot got xrayed. I got a chest xray last time I went to the hospital with a panic attack. Plenty of abdomen xrays when I had gallstones, and they kept thinking it was anything *but* gallstones (even though the gallstones showed up on the xrays, and I’d told them my parents *both* had their gall bladders removed, because the pain was radiating oddly, the doctors thought it couldn’t be gallstones. That was fun.) A couple xrays of my teeth when I’ve gone to the dentist over the years. I think that’s it.
Y. Yummy food I make: Cookies. Cakes. Pies. Basically, anything sweet, because I have a killer sweet tooth. I do a good vegetarian lasagna. Tater tot casserole. Tomato and corn pie. Swiss chard pie.
Z. Zoo: BATS! They are my favorite, and SO CUTE!
Tag, you’re it, if you haven’t done this already!
Swatch Sunday, 5/22/11: Lipskins = total love
According to the Weeds Wiki, Nancy Botwin’s makeup includes Lipskins Tinted Lip Balm. And of course, now that I’m obsessed with her makeup, I had to track that shit down. And guess what? I finally found what I’m willing to declare a Holy Grail product: Alison Raffaele’s Lipskins. I may have to check out more AR products – although it looks like maybe the Lipskins Tinted Balms were discontinued, since the only lippies on her site are glosses. I got Lipskins in Laugh, and holy shit, do I love, love, LOVE it!!! SPF 15, great balm feel, moisturizing but not too slippery, and I love the way it just kicks your lipcolor up a subtle notch. This is pretty much *the* perfect peach-tinted lippie I’ve been lemming for a while now, but hadn’t found yet.
Naked lips:
Lipskins in Laugh (actually a smidge subtler than this in real life):
TiLT: Deluxe edition
I’m about two weeks behind on my TiLT posts – been too much in my own head to post. But happy things happened, nonetheless!
from 5/5/11:
-band practice
-mini retreats
-uke jams – HUGE ones, with big turnouts! so many lovely, friendly people, such a joyous noise
-5-year-old’s complimenting my sparkly makeup
-cool breezes that are just the right temperature
-bellydance being challenging again (learning a new style – a bit frustrating, but rewarding because I’m making new neural pathways, and learning new things, yay!)
-director’s cut of Army of Darkness (even though I prefer the ending on the “regular” cut)
-watching Durham – the view from the back porch of the Pinhook is really gorgeous
-the idea of “streampunk” – from the Beaver Queen Pageant – beavers and steampunk = ADORABLE!
-Coilhouse issues 1-5, sooooo good!
-a baby bird landing on Greg (he freaked out, but I thought it was magical)
-CSA! so much produce! and eggs and cheese! we have been eating so well, y’all! I have to do a whole other post on the meals and stuff.
-the smell of honeysuckles
-dog-jaw
-therapy, and learning to tap into my deeper self/inner stillness
-Polly Walker, Gemma Arterton, and Brody Dalle – gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous, lovely, strong women!
-crafting for others (in this case, RSL ATCs)
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-Clash of the Titans (both versions)
from 5/12/11:
-rescuing baby mice (I rescued a baby mouse that had crawled out of our planter and was stranded on the back porch, in the pouring rain, and crying for his family. I put him back in the planter, and could hear their squeaks as they located each other. CUTE!)
-Rosemary’s Baby: gin, rosemary syrup, grapefruit juice, lime – utterly delicious
-The Shining: whiskey and honey, and even though I’m not a whiskey gal, DELISH!
-internet that works again – woo woo!
-better moods
-Weeds
-skirts and dresses – now to just sew up a bunch
-Gretchen Rubin’s Happiness Project
-Debbie Ford’s 21-Day Consciousness Cleanse
-hanging out with friends
-Goddess Leonie’s Sacred Pricing post, especially Jaguar Woman’s quote: “In everything – everything – there needs to be an exchange of energy. An equal one. One that fills me up. One that fills you up.”
-planning trips
-learning that insect spray is a mouse deterrent (but doesn’t harm the mice)
-meeting friendly new people and talking about books
-Shortwave Society
-hearing grrls I don’t know call me cute and admire my outfit, when they think I can’t hear them (that means it’s definitely sincere; thanks, ladies!)
for 5/17/11:
-my super-duper, loveable, loving, helpful, kind, generous husband
-Cuban Revolution
-egg creams – SCRUMPTIOUS
-karaoke!
-acupuncture
-baking madeleines! I love it! and I have a bajillion ideas about how to tweak the recipe and get different flavors, so I’ll probably be baking madeleines for a while.
-sitting on the front porch in the evening and hearing owls
-breakfast smoothies
-wild strawberries (haven’t seen one in *years*)
-kind of seeing the sun rise (I couldn’t sleep, so I was awake from about 5am to 6am, and managed to get one good-ish, blurry shot, but then was too tired to wait through the rest of the sun rise and went back to bed – but some day! some day, I’ll watch the whole thing, start to finish, again)
ETA: I fucking love Louis C.K.
