Or at least my make-up routine. So, same same. Routines are important. They are fascinating. I am one of those awful people who will stare at you applying make-up on public trans. It isn’t because I find it gross and I am trying to make you so uncomfortable that you stop, it’s that I love … Continue reading Glossier has Literally (yes, “literally”, I know what that means and I’m sticking with it) Changed My Life.
The Internet seems to have declared this week a week of self-love. I am well and truly a part of the Internet now, so I thought I would put my thoughts into the ether to mingle with everyone else's. Self-love is an interesting concept. To me it always feels a little too close to indulgence. … Continue reading Taking a ride on the Self-Love Bandwagon
I confess. Every Monday night when he goes to football (soccer in the old country), I get with my masks. And sometimes even my nail polishes. AT THE SAME TIME. This whole affair started because my Other Half doesn’t believe in the efficacy of OTC topical products. This man lives in a city, commutes daily to … Continue reading I’m Cheating on my Husband with Beauty Products
The picture of failure. My thumb of shame. When is a New Year's Resolution no longer a resolution? If you've not kept up your resolve every day of January, is 1 February the Official Day of Failure? I do not usually make resolutions (mostly because by the second week in January I'm so far gone … Continue reading Dissolving Resolve