I saw a pin on this lipstick and found myself at the M.A.C. counter today and decided to give it a try. Once I tried it on and looked in the mirror, I knew it was love. I just knew.
This is the perfect everyday lip color I’ve been looking for. The “my lips but better’ look and something that still hydrates. I found it!
Naturally, I also favor the brighter, fuchsia and pink colors. But since my husband doesn’t really care for lipstick (does anyone else’s husband hate lipstick as well?? I’m thinking it’s a guy thing) and I don’t want to be interning at the homeless shelter wearing some bright lipstick.
Oh, and the name of it! Brave. it’s PERFECT. This is also a reminder to me to be brave and not to be fearful.
It was a match made in makeup heaven. Ahhhhhh! *Cues angel sighs and harp melodies in the background*
Do you have a beauty product that you loved the minute you put on?? I’d love to know!
Hi, loves! Sorry it’s been so incredibly quiet around the blog this week. I had a few things scheduled but not entirely ready to be posted and have felt all-around terrible every day this week. The stress on my body and the stress of getting everything arranged around the house before our baby shower this weekend has seriously taken a toll. Not to mention, last night was the first time I’ve gotten more than three or four hours of sleep in the last week. So, here I am, currently sitting on my couch, pumpkin spice latte in hand, trying to mentally prepare myself my a doctor’s appointment I’m dreading… Who am I kidding? I dread them all!
Anyway, my lovely blogger buddy, Christina from LifeBeingGirly was kind enough to contrive a guest post for me and I am thrilled that she was able to do so! If you haven’t already read…
I was so honored that she asked me for a blog post. Me? Really??!! OMG! I was super excited. Please go check her amazing blog out as well as my post! I’d love to hear what you think!!
Also, definitely follow her blog! Quin has always been super supportive and so friendly. She’s one of the first few bloggers that welcomed me to this Blogosphere over a year ago, and I’m so happy to have our blogging relationship grow together!!
Our free-write is back by popular demand: today, write about anything — but you must write for exactly ten minutes, no more, no less.
I went to school tonight for my supervision class. I was asked if I messed anything up this week and what I would change if I could turn back time (In Cher’s singing voice) LOL. Since it was my first day at my site just the other day, I didn’t actually regret anything. I loved getting to know my site supervisor and going over what days I’d be stopping by.
For some reason I made Practicum and Internship hours be this huge, never ending quest that I’d never finish. It seemed like such a looooonnng process, something I wasn’t made to be patient for. I’m so happy that I didn’t change anything major because after one day interning, I left feeling more confident, accomplished, and more like a professional future clinician rather than a lowly graduate student.
My advice to those who are struggling with a tough decision in their lives right now is to simply wait.
Feelings are fleeting (especially when you’re a woman and it’s around that time of the month) so it’s important to not rush and change something immediately. Give something time to process and trust the process. Breathe. Talk to a friend in person if you can or at least talk to them on the phone. Read more blogs, especially new blogs! It will give you a new perspective and hopefully help you feel better. Go outside and take a walk. Even if it’s down to the corner. The outdoors are free and can be so refreshing to your overall well being.
Lastly, by waiting and not making fast decisions, I learned a few lessons about life and myself. I understand I need to move on from things I cannot change, and basically get over myself! I say that in the nicest way possible because I want to always be nice to myself, however, by taking a step back I realized that everyone is going through something tough in their lives. It may not seem big to you, but it is to them.
And, TIME! I wish I had more time to go on about this but I hope this is enough!
P.S. Wishing my older brother, Jr. an early Happy Birthday!!!
It’s Wednesday and it’s confession time! Don’t mind that I will confess my little girly heart out on this post! It’s about to get real.
This is me, with my “I Can’t Even!” look: (Thank you, Mindy for helping!)
1. Has a man ever said to you that you can’t use your PMS symptoms as an excuse? That’s it’s all in your head?? Basically, has a man ever told YOU how you should feel about YOUR period??
Ladies, I don’t want to use our PMS symptoms as some crutch, but it is scientifically proven that our bodies go through a shift in hormones, emotions, body weight, and all that uncomfortableness right before our time comes. Eating right, exercising, meditating, can be done but we are still susceptible to these symptoms.
It does change us and how we feel. Mood swings and crying over the person who was ousted last Project Runway. Not because they were my favorite, but because her journey to become a winner of Project Runway was over. It’s sad!
SO, if you haven’t told your man, boyfriend, or any man who wishes to tell you about your symptoms as if he knows all about them, tell them to stop. They have NO idea what it’s like to be a woman, especially around that time. Guys, just be nice to us and be quiet and don’t judge us when we can’t stop eating. We can’t help it. Has a guy ever did this to you? Please comment below as I’d love to hear about it!
2. On a happier note, I noticed that the hot temperature in Tampa has cooled. YAY! It’s Fall! I know Fall was yesterday but in Florida we only get two seasons….hot and very hot. So imagine my surprise when I walked my dog this morning. No instant sweat! Yippeee!! Has the weather changed where you live??
3. I’m so excited to finally start my Internship today. I decided to go in at 10am and hangout for a few hours since it’s my first day. I also plan on going on Friday, so hopefully today I get a better idea on what hours are best to be there. Since it’s volunteering basically and an unpaid internship, I think I have the freedom to make my schedule. Have you ever volunteered before? If so, where and what did you do? I’d love to hear about it! Oh, and it’s at the Salvation Army downtown. It’s not the thrift store but their main office that helps the homeless.
4. I was experiencing Writer’s Block the past couple of days. That’s why if you look at my last post, it was a Polyvore set with pretty Fall items. I needed something fluffy and fun to get my mind off some things. It worked and has calmed me down and I actually got a lot of inspiration from making it. When I was younger I would cut out sayings and pretty clothes, purses, etc. out of my magazines and glue them onto a poster board as my art. I also made scrapbooks with photos of my friends and I and stuck these cut-outs on the album pages to jazz them up. I loved doing that! I would sit on the floor and have all these scraps of paper, album paper, photos, glue all around me. It was fun.
So, that’s all for my girly blogoholic confessions. Feel free to join along with these confessions and just make sure you add Bella’s button at the end of your post! Oh, and visit her blog for all the details and her confession for today.
I hope you have a whimsical Wednesday with this lovely Fall weather!
In honor of The Simpsons and Family Guy cartoons doing a crossover for an epic episode, I decided to add some memes featuring these guys. Enjoy!
“Do you know the difference between Empathy and Sympathy?’ my teacher asked.
I was 24 years old and didn’t have a definitive answer, at least not to raised my hand and tell my classmates. I thought about each word and when was the last time I felt that way. I knew sympathy meant feeling someone’s pain and feeling sorry for them, as in they recently lost someone they loved. You’re sad that they’re sad and you want them to know that.
But empathy was something I couldn’t actually put in a sentence to describe. I knew it had a feeling to it, but it was on a different level.
After looking down at my desk so that my teacher wouldn’t call on me, she finally answered her own question and told the class what empathy was. It was feeling for that person, relating to them, but not giving our deepest feelings as compared to sympathy. I tried thinking of a time when I’ve been empathetic with someone.
A brand new mall (it was called a Town Center, so it was a big deal) opened right down the street from my house and school. I was a mall rat. I loved hanging out at the mall and just walking around (and still do!) It was only fitting that I became friends with the people who were already working there and helped me land many jobs at the mall. From the time I was 15 years old to my mid twenties, I was the Bourbon chicken sample girl, a LimitedToo girl (for a Limited time! haha) a Wetseal girl, a sunglass kiosk girl, and an Express and ExpressMen girl, and lastly, a Sephora girl.
I AM A SHOP GIRL! Hear me roar!
So, one of the many things I’ve learned while working in Retail is that you meet people (customers AND coworkers) and get to witness all sorts of crazy moments. I’ve had someone leave a mouth retainer in a dressing room, an angry customer throw a plate of rice at me, start bawling their eyes out b/c their pants got dirty, nail polish thrown in my direction, complained about something I know I didn’t do…the list goes on. Pretty much it happens around the holidays. But anyways, why I thought back to my Shop Girl days was that while these people were having a crazy moment wrapped up in a fit in public to a complete stranger, I always empathized with them and not get defensive.
I used to put myself in their shoes while they were having a moment. I didn’t ask any questions, make a judgmental face, or tell them to calm down. I thought about what they could have possibly been through during the day that lead up to their crazy moment in front of me, a complete stranger. A little, bubbly Asian girl who said, Hello to you. Instead of running away, I stood there and empathized with them.
I thought to myself, “Maybe they don’t have a supportive family to go home to. Or maybe they have a loser boyfriend/husband that doesn’t listen to them. Or perhaps their best friend is moving away and they’re upset.” Whatever the reason was, I hope they felt better after their crazy moment.
I know this feeling because I recently had a crazy moment of my own!
These past few days I was so cray that I nearly dropped out of school and quit. I even went as far as telling my friend at the grocery store my feelings.
“How are you, today?!”, smiled my grocery store worker friend.
“Oh, I’m okay. I decided to quit school today. So, yeah.”, I replied. In my mind, I was, “Did I really say that?”
“Oh, sorry to hear that??!!”, my sweet friend now uncertain she wants to be my friend anymore.
“It’s all good, I’m going to think about it and see how I feel in a few days. Don’t worry for me!”
I walked away (with my bag with my prescription meds in it, btw!) and went on my crazy way. I’m sure she probably forgot about it but she most likely didn’t. And I see her all the time. For some reason I think people won’t remember such and such thing, but then I remember we’re adults and not 4-year-old toddlers who can’t hold a memory. PEOPLE REMEMBER SHIT.
That was Thursday afternoon and feel slightly embarrassed. “Did I become the people with the crazy moments and let it off on the poor store clerks?!” My have the tables have turned.
I saw her yesterday while grabbing some food for College Football for my husband. We exchanged greetings as we usually do, and without hesitation I blurted out, “I decided to not quit school! Just fyi. I’m going to finish. I’m not going to quit.”
And since she’s the sweetest woman, she simply smiled and said, “That’s wonderful.”
I now understand those customers who have had their crazy moment in front of me in all my years of Retail. I was now one of them…I was an adult, with stressful problems, dealing with mental illness/disorders, ya know, adult stuff. Adults that just needed to vent. We have ALL had at least one crazy moment in our life that we look back and are kinda embarrassed of. Just know it’s okay.
This experience and realization helped me remember why I wanted to be a counselor in the first place. I knew from the first time someone was having their crazy moment in front of me, I empathized with them and not sympathizing over them.
There’s something so therapeutic where you just let an emotion out just so someone, anyone, could hear you. I think that’s what these people needed, and I think that’s what I needed for sure. I was frustrated with school and needed to vent to someone who knows nothing of my life. Who has no other opinion of me.
You may not want to, but can you recall a time when you had a crazy moment to a complete stranger? If so, I’d love to hear about it! Just know that you’re not the only one who can have crazy moments because we all do at sometime or another!
Here’s to every crazy moment in our lives to make us realize we’re only human!
Promise not to laugh, but when I was younger, I wanted to be a model. Don’t laugh!! Naomi Campbell was the IT model and even decided back then that I would name my first daughter after her (I was like, 8 years old or something!) Anywho, imagine my disappointment when I heard that models MUST be tall (I’m 5’3) walk in stilettos (I wear flip flops everyday) and put up with criticism (something that can make me upset too easily.) I don’t know how these models and celebrities do it. I think since they have a support system and a mix of attitude and self-confidence (as well as a lot of money) they make themselves just “change clothes and go” just like the Jay-Z song featuring Pharrell.
I’m going to use both this song and inspirational quote I found on The Berry. “Don’t worry, be happy.” is the title of the post. After this emotional week where my life felt like a Jackson Pollock painting with my emotions and indecisiveness were splattered all over. Even though it was a splattered mess, it was a beautiful mess. A mess that eventually led me to my final decision, and ultimately, made me happiest.
I would go into detail about school stuff making me upset and anxious, but just thinking about it and trying to type out the timeline of everything makes me feel sad again. So, I hope you understand that I will leave that out. Those thoughts and feelings are in the past and I want to quickly move forward and away from this past few days. Like the saying says, “life is too short to live in the past.”
With this said, I’m going to “change clothes and go.” I’ll put on some lipstick as well and since the world is MY catwalk, I’ll rock my 5’3 body down it with happiness and confidence.
I wish you a stylish Saturday worth of a Supermodel walk!
This week’s confession I wanted to tell you how I brave other’s opinions/feedback and how I feel about posting personal stories. I sometimes worry that my teachers will look up my blog and see how girly I am, but I’m not ashamed of it. I hope that you can find courage to post more often than not<3
When I write a post that’s really personal, I can tell it is because I’m usually hesitant before I hit the “Publish” button. I understand that I have my blog linked to my other social media sites like Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, Google+, and Pinterest. And I’m pretty sure people I know will be reading it. I try not to think about it like that. I completely forget about it until I have a friend tell me, “Oh, I saw on your blog that such and such.” Or that I’ll be catching up with a friend and she’ll stop me mid sentence when I’m telling her what I’ve been up to and say, “Oh ya, I know. I’ve read your blog!” I have crazy friends! LOL! Just kidding. Get really nice feedback from friends is the best part. I’m always so surprised that someone takes time out of their day to read my blurbs. Thank you and I love you!
I’m elated that my family and friends take time to read my blog. I love knowing that I have their support both in life and online.
To be honest, I’m not as scared anymore, I hope that readers abide to the rule, “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” with “Don’t judge a blog by its last post.”
Not that I’m not happy with my posts, (If you see it posted on my blog, I’m content with it by my girly standards!) but it’s more than one post that makes me well, me! I have happy days and I have sucky days. I’m human and 100% NOT perfect. And I’m A-Okay with that.
So to those bloggers out there who are afraid of hitting that “Publish” button, or linking their blog to their other social media sites, I say, ” DO IT!” I promise that you’ll be both happy and relieved to share with others.
I hope you enjoyed my confessions this week! Stay tuned for extra girlyness!