Monthly Archives: December 2011

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FOTD: Sparkly, sparkly, catchee magpie (12/07/11)

A shitty day calls for sparkles, okay? (Even if the ones I’ve SLATHERED on my eyes in an attempt to get them to show up on camera, DON’T show up on camera. Oh well, sigh. That’s why you’ve got the cheek shot, so you can get a better idea of how they looked in real life. Also – aren’t the flakies in that lipgloss amazing?)

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FOTD: Berry Neutral (11/29/11)

Happy birthday to my little hubbin! (Belated, since this post will go up *after* the 29th, boo on me.) We had ourselves a bit of a date, and hung out with peeps, and “someone” got a little sauced (but, hey, what are birthdays for? I guess). I thought I’d put in some effort to look cute, and my grrl Wendy suggested neutrals with a red lip – and then I busted out a berry-ish lip because I couldn’t pick a red I liked enough. Wanh wanh wanh. (But seriously, I tried on like five, and didn’t like any of them, and was like, well, fuck this.)

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FOTD: Vic’s Sweet Escape (11/27/11)

My grrl Vic was kind enough to send me a goodie package chock-full of, well, goodies. And by “kind enough” I really mean “un-fucking-believably generous, and spoiled the everloving shit out of me.” Really. I am goddamn spoiled. Even Greg eyed up that package and was like, “Shit. Uh, don’t get accustomed to that much spoilage. At least not from me.” (And then I just laughed at him, because he spoils me plenty anyway, and besides, when you expect to be spoiled, well, then you really are a spoiled brat, and that’s gross.) BUT – nonetheless, Vic spoiled the everloving shit out of me, and also – naughty, naughty Vic! – introduced me to some, ahem, higher-end goodies than I am used to. That I now am convinced I neeeeeeeed, for better or for worse. (shifty/innocent eyes) The less hoity-toity items I love the shit out of, too (moreso because they are gorgeous and pigmented and sparkly! and won’t kill my wallet) – but holy fuckballs (or as my auto-correct likes to put it “holy duckbills”), LANCOME!!!! This is seriously the first Lancome I’ve ever had the pleasure of having, and what. the. fuck. Vic, I love you dearly, but you may have just created a monster. Not that *I’m* complaining, mind. Just that, you know, certain husbands may be cursing your name when they get dragged to a Lancome counter and have to wait while I fawn all over the goodies. Ahem. Anyway, since it was my first time using Lancome at all, I was a bit intimidated, so I decided to keep it simple. And holy shit, I love it so much anyway. These Colour Dose doodads are GLORIOUS, I tell you! I hear they’re fantastic as bases, but look at them! They are gorgeous on their own, too. Actually, there just might have been a little bit of crowing over how smooth it was (“like buttah” might actually have been said, with some sighing), that day in NY, and *some people* (philistines I won’t name *cough*our hosts and my husband*cough cough*) might have chuckled at my cooing over it, but fuck ‘em. It’s my precioussssss. I will croon to it if I want to.

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FOTD: Twin Star Capricorn (11/25/11)

This is what I wore to go to the casino (Resort World). I didn’t win anything, and the drinks weren’t free, but I played some fun games, and dammit, my makeup was sparkly and pink, so it was a good time in my book. (And my drinks were daiquiris, so, yay! And actually, I did “win,” I guess, since I had $20 in my pocket when we left. The way I look at it, you decide how much money you’re willing to spend playing slots before you go in; you spend that much and no more. Any money you have when you leave, you’ve “won,” even if the net amount is less than what you started with, since you were expecting to lose all that money anyway. I mean, it’s fucking slots. You’re going to lose money. But that’s okay, because I pick the cute ones that are cheap, and then I’m just paying to play a cute video game that amuses me for a couple hours. And if I have money when I’m done, bonus! I win! And since I expect to lose all the money I allow myself to put into the slot machines, I don’t really see it as “losing.” I like my system.) I’ve still got my heart set on a week-long debaucherous casino trip, replete with Hello Kitty accessories out the wazoo and crazy ass makeup and pjs as daywear – just need to decide on *when*, and whether I’d rather go to Atlantic City, or Vegas. Decisions, decisions. (And saving money up, yeesh.)

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Sorry for not posting!

UGH! I meant to schedule posts to go up over Thanksgiving, and I certainly wore makeup more days we were in New York than not. But while we were up there, I was too busy to post, and then when we got back I needed an extra to recuperate, and have been SUPER busy making up time at work. (I’m talking twelve and a half hour days, sometimes.) And all that’s resulted in being too tired when I get home to blog. Sorry! I made up a shitload of work yesterday, and, true to form, stayed home today to rest – only I guess I was more stressed/sick than I realized, because after letting work know I’d be out today, I went back to sleep and slept through til six o’clock, only getting up briefly to scarf lunch before passing back out. WTF. (Actually, I have a pretty good idea what’s going on, and I blogged about it over here.)

Anyway, posts are coming, I promise, just as soon as I can catch up on shit. Which should be, uh, tomorrow night. It would be tonight, but I am about to pass back out, after being up for three hours. WTF, me?