See I know y'all don't hear me but she does, we does

I don’t really like chocolate. I’m not a huge fan of fruit dipped in anything. But if there is one thing you can win me over with it is candy. Sour candy in particular. And you could maybe throw a coke slurpee from 7-11 in there as well. Definitely wouldn’t hurt your odds. SO GOOD.

I'm strong on the surface - not all the way through

If you are unaware my passion in life is makeup and while I love to learn about makeup and play with makeup I rarely practice on anyone but myself. I decided it would be a good idea to document some of my practices and since my father has a very nice Nikon camera I have some somewhat nice photos to display what I’ve done. Please keep in mind this is all for fun and when I’m doing my own makeup I’m not at all a perfectionist.

 Inspired by the beautiful Lisa Eldridge’s new video on dramatic ‘Smokey Metallic Eyes’ (left) I attempted a recreation. (Please ignore the fact that I look sad/retarded in the following photos. I was trying to get my eyes the right way!)

Now while her copper is more of an orange base where as mine is definitely more of a red base and she made the shape much more winged, I still like the way mine turned out (especially in person!) The only thing I would change is the way I did my foundation. I am learning the hard way that no matter how I try to like it – me and MAC’s pro longwear SPF 10 are not friends.

ps. Someone please teach my father how to do close up beauty shots. 

pps. Also please ignore that these were taken in my dark living room at 9:30 pm.

Hey, bring it on baby, all your friends

I would just like to say that while I do not have a particular style of my own I have always liked things that either look very girly or very proper. I always aim to look super cute in what I put together but unless I’m going somewhere special I really could not be bothered. This brings me to Laura, a woman whose blogs I have read religiously since about 12^th grade. Now while I do not at all think I could pull off 90% of what she wears, I have always admired her ability to look put-together no matter what she is doing or where she goes (keep in mind this may be because she makes great use of a blazer). My example? Her trip to Stockholm where she wore the most casual-yet chic-yet classy-yet comfy outfit I have ever seen and while she unfortunately lives in the UK and 99% of what she purchases in not available in Canadian shops, I still like to ogle at her excellent OOTD skills.

Ps. Je vous manque Paige Young. Excuse my lack of language skills.

Pps. BC trip till Sunday. xoxo

Heart tells me trip to cloud nine, headache says that things just ‘aint fine

I love this. He is so wise. 

But my heart beats fast right now

The most common words from my 2010 facebook status’. 

Clearly Paige Young is an important person in my life. 

Come catch a feeling - It left a fire in me

“So what are you going to be when you grow up?” – This is probably my most feared sentence. Ever. I remember in junior high we had a substitute teacher come in and tell us that if we didn’t know what we wanted to do then – we would basically be doomed for the rest of our lives and I went home crying to my mom because I didn’t know what I wanted to do (and clearly according to the substitute this meant I was straight fucked). As an English major the most common assumption is “Oh so you’re going to be a teacher?” WHO DECIDED THIS WAS THE DEFAULT QUESTION? I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW. Anyways, I always just answer that no, teaching isn’t my only option and that an English major is actually more a degree in speaking and writing properly – and I think that being able to communicate will get me somewhere (hopefully).

Basically I have zero idea what I want to do when I’m done school. To be completely honest if I could have any job in the world I would want to work in the head office of a cosmetics line and work as one of the artists or with the development or even the advertising of the product – mostly because other then the people I love, the thing in life I am most passionate about is makeup. All I hope is that whatever I do I’m happy. Maybe I’ll become a novelist and write lots of books, or perhaps I’ll work as a personal assistant for a CEO. WHO KNOWS! But for now, I’m just avoiding the world’s scariest question one day at a time.

You can't hurt my heart it's been broken

Nothing can explain how much I miss this show. Nothing. SOMEONE PLEASE BUY ME THE SEASONS ON DVD AS A PRESENT. I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER. I don’t even need them all at once. Just a thought ;)

This lack of self control I fear, is never ending

Do you ever work with that person who is in such a terrible mood (work related or otherwise) and just feel like turning to them and screaming? Almost happened about 20 times at work today. There is no point in moping about – it will accomplish nothing except manage to get everyone mad at you. Other then this I’m tired of my full time job. Tell me ‘that’s life get used to it’ –whatever- I still have 3 years of being a student left and you can guarantee I’m milking that for all I can.

Ps. If my fantasy world was real I would be a much happier person. Why must reality be so dull?

Pps. Confirmed by the developers – this is Boo grown up. Isn’t she pretty! Nothing I love more than some Disney movies and some couch cuddle time.

Can I handle the seasons of my life

This post speaks for itself.  I lovee you - lets make babies! 

Ps. Look at that sexy sheepish smile. Delish.

Bitches and gentleman; it's showtime

 On more then one occasion I’ve been called a bitch. I even had a best friend tell me “everyone just has that one friend that’s a huge bitch and that’s you”. Now when she said this to me I was super offended, like – really super duper offended. I even asked some of my other friends if they agreed and most of the replies were, “well, if you want to be yeah”. I’ve come to the realization that this isn’t a bad thing. I am more protective of my friends than most people can understand and I’m practically programmed to take care of people. So in this sense I think having the ability to see people for what they are and be straight up rude to those who don’t matter is one of my better qualities and people need to learn not to fuck with me.

Ps. I just painted my nails and did a terrible job with the newspaper overlay. Normally this would bother me but for some reason idgaf.

Pps. I used up the last of my comforter bubble bar =( lush trip asap!

Elmo, Barbie, her purple baby blanket

Get ready for an insanely vain post.  You’ve been warned.

So Paige Young, Kayla Fedorak and myself went out to Roadhouse on Friday night (which is amazing because I think I’ve had 4 Saturdays off all summer) and it was a good time. Some Red Bull, some water, some nice fresh house music. The usual. [Just kidding no house music was played =( ]

Anyway we took some photos and I have to say that 2 of them turned out to be really some of my favorites. (I apologize Paige. You aren’t in any of them. The one of us 3 I look like I want to cry in.)

The first one I love because usually with blue eyes all you get in stupid red eye and you look like demon spawn coming out of the photo which is never attractive- and unless you yourself are editing the photos, most people do not take the time to go through and remove the red eye of people who are not them. (Unless they really like the photo of themselves and don’t want a demon spawn next to them). Case in point this photo. There is finally a good photo of me where you can see that I have blue eyes and am not a red-eyed albino demon spawn. PRAISE TO YOU BABY-J.

The second photo I love because it’s candid, I’m looking into a mirror (fav. pastime right there) and I’m surrounded by makeup. WHAT MORE COULD I ASK FOR. This might be a phase and I could end up hating this photo in two months. But for now I really like the way it describes me.

Ps. I really need to find a small white desk and a small cushy stool to sit on for my room. So far bedbathandbeyond, pier1 and IKEA have all failed me. May the furniture gods please look down on me with love and send me a sign! Pleaseandthankyou.

I hope she's speeding on the way to the club

Today I went into my old work and it made me realize how much I miss working there. Seeing as my wonderful summer job is coming to a finish at the end of this month I’ve been thinking about whether or not I should go without a job until I need one and just relax, or whether I should bite the bullet and just apply for one as soon as possible and work less hours then I normally would have to. I was originally thinking of applying at Sephora. Why? Because if you know me you know that I LOVE MAKEUP SO MUCH. I really do. Anyways this was my original plan- close to school, useful discount, a look into the industry, etc- and this remained my plan until today when I went back into the Starbucks on center and was reminded of how much I liked working there. 1^st- It saves my family a stupid amount of money because I think my Dad drinks more coffee in a day then what we sold at that store. 2^nd I had an amazing manager who was always there for me if I really needed something. 3^rd The hours are good and super flexible with school. And 4^th You got to wear that cool green apron and be a part of something that everyone knows. Love it or hate it EVERYONE knows Starbucks. [The reason I left in the first place is a long and hate-filled story about a co-worker I couldn’t stand and a longing for more money - but he is LONG gone and while returning to Sbucks would be a SERIOUS cut in the cash-flow, I've made enough over the summer that this wouldn’t matter] (plus I know my manager at Starbucks would take me back in a heartbeat). Needless to say I’m stumped and don’t know what to do! Wah!

(Below is a classic day at work, just chillin' in the back imitating our boss)

Ps. If that wasn’t a long enough rant for you, here’s one about student center! I paid my stupid ‘tuition confirmation deposit’ on Friday night but because of the way banks work it hasn’t showed up on student center yet. I WANT THEM TO KNOW I AM CONFIRMING MY TUITION A’IGHT. LETS GET MOVING.

Pps. I hate when I embark on a renovation-type project and I don’t take a before picture. I know what it looked like to start but it’s always nice to have something to compare your final look with.  

It may be quite simple but now that it's done

Earlier this summer Alex brought me all of John Green’s books and I read all of them within a week. Other then her persistent suggestions, one line from Looking For Alaska is what inspired me to read them. Even though this quote is about thinking you are inadequate and unable to live up to the expectations of others it makes me happy. (Not in a sadistic way I promise). Whenever I read it I get inspired to find someone who feels this way about me.

This book was amazing and I know there have been talks of making it into a film but I don’t think any movie could capture this moment perfectly. No girl will fill the shoes of Alaska Young, but I won't mind watching them try.

Ps. There is an entire tumblr dedicated to this quote. That’s how good it is.

http://peopleraindrizzlehurricane.tumblr.com/

Closing time - one last call for alcohol

Ugh, according to Paige I have to start blogging. Which while it will please Amanda will mostly be posts about how vain I am. LUCKY YOU. Also I will try my best to emulate lollipop26’s blogging skills, Lisa Eldridge’s class and Lorraine Stanick’s rockin’ bod. (If you are in the dark these are 3 of my favorite people on YouTube/the Internet. I would love to meet any of these ladies and enjoy reading/listening to anything they have to say) [clickylinks]

So last month Paige and I went to a sale at our local chatters and I got to get a grab bag for $40 and whatever I could fit in the bag I got to take (pretty good deal I know) and one of the things I got was the Healthy Sexy Hair Pumpkin shampoo and conditioners. Now when I worked at the hair salon, I loved the smell of this shampoo and always thought it looked nice, but never bought into the idea of my hair smelling like a cinnamon-nutmeg pumpkin pie. Boy was I mistaken. Even on the second day my hair still smells amazing! [Insert bathroom photo] So far this is a thumbs up and a favourite for July.

Ps. Can I just mention that my computer not only just corrected YouTube to have capitals in it but also told me that the word ‘Internet’ is to be capitalized. As an English major I’m both offended and embarrassed.

Pps. I would also like to mention that while I have very little memory of The Bloody Beetroots show at FC, I recently downloaded some of their music and have been hooked! SO MUCH FUN PAIGE YOUNG.  (If you cant see her thats because she's right in front of me. White bracelet whatup) [hint. find Waldo]

I make her say my name - in capital letters

 

Doesn’t this photo inspire you to be fabulous at all times? Does she not look like she’s just casually waiting for her friend on a side street in Spain, wearing very simple things and yet still looking phenomenal? Life goal right there (the happy, attractive carefree part – not the Spanish city part -just for clarification).

ps. Can I just make a point of stressing how difficult it is to pull off wearing heels with shorts when you live in a city that gets to maybe 26 degrees Celsius in the summer. You never pull off the chic look you intended but instead you end up with trashy. 

pps. Does it bother anyone else that bbm conversations are not saved the same way that text messages are? I have had way to many hilarious conversations that are gone within the hour simply because there is not enough room. Ugh sad face.

ppps. I don't own the rights to that photo. I wish I did though. 

Uh, Been dreaming this since I was young

I dedicate this post to Paige Avis Young.
You aggravate me sometimes, but where would I be without you?
Much love.