Ok, not any genetic mutation, but specifically this one:
The genetic mutation that gave Elizabeth Taylor her incredibly enviable "double eyelashes".
That's right. She got not one, but two rows of killer lashes on each eye to bat at men everywhere.
She even was told on a film set to go and wash off her mascara, because she appeared to be wearing too much makeup..... Even though she had no mascara on.
Sigh.
Alas, I am limited to the scope of my own pathetic eyelashes, which look more like a few straggly hairs sticking out from my eyelids.........
In loving memory of Liz and Lashes....
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Obsessed.
I have a creeping suspicion that I am writing this blog as more of a "journal" than a blog... as in, I may be the only one reading this. As in it's like that thing when you go back and read your old journal entries that you wrote in the 4th grade about the kid who sat next to you but had pimples but you still thought he was cute but you were to embarassed to tell anyone but your journal? Tap tap, is this thing on?
Anyway, I'll continue to write about things that mean lots to me and little to anyone else until someone begs me to stop.
First up:
Roly Poly Mad Men-esque tumblers. I ordered a set of 5 (obviously the ones pictured aren't mine, since there are 7) off of Ebay for a killer deal.
I can't wait to drink a nice swig of scotch out of one of them while I smoke a cigarette and ponder my latest marital infidelities.
Or maybe it's more like I can't wait to sip orange soda out of one of them while I wear my dorky glasses and play computer games on my laptop. Poh-tay-toe, poh-tot-toe.
Number two:
John Frieda Sheer Blonde Go Blonder Controlled Lightening Spray. What a mouthful.
This product may be the miracle in a bottle that I've been looking for.
I've been using it for about 3 weeks now, spraying it on my roots before I blow dry my hair, and my hair is SIGNIFICANTLY lighter. Even my ultra-oblivious boyfriend noticed. It's THAT good.
I may even be able to postpone my monthly salon trip for a few more weeks. (Who am I kidding? I let my roots turn a Tawny Kitaen shade of disgusting before I step foot in the hair parlor).
Three:
Blackglama Mink Ads.
Maybe because I am "inheriting" two Blackglama minks, or maybe because the iconic ads feature so many of my beauty and fashion icons, such as Brigitte Bardot, Lucille Ball and Sophia Loren.
Who knows? I really just want to lounge around in my Cruella De Ville style mink, drinking orange soda out of my roly poly glass.
Don't judge me.
Cuatro:
The Pioneer Woman.
She is a blogger, who is much funnier than the likes of lil-old-me, who hosts the site thepioneerwoman.com
She has killer recipes, a hunky husband, and takes incredible photos. What's not to love?
Fiver:
I even love this Trellis bath mat from West Elm... sort of like Greek Key pattern. But different.
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I love this desk so much. So much that I could ALMOST justify to myself and my checking account spending $475 on it. ALMOST. Maybe for my birthday..... hint hint...
Well that's all for today... I'm sure I'm obsessed with many more things, like eating the filling out of Oreos and then throwing the outside away. But I will save that for another day....
Onward and Upward. Or Over and Out. Or Open and Ornery.
Anyway, I'll continue to write about things that mean lots to me and little to anyone else until someone begs me to stop.
First up:
Roly Poly Mad Men-esque tumblers. I ordered a set of 5 (obviously the ones pictured aren't mine, since there are 7) off of Ebay for a killer deal.
I can't wait to drink a nice swig of scotch out of one of them while I smoke a cigarette and ponder my latest marital infidelities.
Or maybe it's more like I can't wait to sip orange soda out of one of them while I wear my dorky glasses and play computer games on my laptop. Poh-tay-toe, poh-tot-toe.
Number two:
John Frieda Sheer Blonde Go Blonder Controlled Lightening Spray. What a mouthful.
This product may be the miracle in a bottle that I've been looking for.
I've been using it for about 3 weeks now, spraying it on my roots before I blow dry my hair, and my hair is SIGNIFICANTLY lighter. Even my ultra-oblivious boyfriend noticed. It's THAT good.
I may even be able to postpone my monthly salon trip for a few more weeks. (Who am I kidding? I let my roots turn a Tawny Kitaen shade of disgusting before I step foot in the hair parlor).
Three:
Blackglama Mink Ads.
Maybe because I am "inheriting" two Blackglama minks, or maybe because the iconic ads feature so many of my beauty and fashion icons, such as Brigitte Bardot, Lucille Ball and Sophia Loren.
Who knows? I really just want to lounge around in my Cruella De Ville style mink, drinking orange soda out of my roly poly glass.
Don't judge me.
Cuatro:
The Pioneer Woman.
She is a blogger, who is much funnier than the likes of lil-old-me, who hosts the site thepioneerwoman.com
She has killer recipes, a hunky husband, and takes incredible photos. What's not to love?
Fiver:
Photo: West Elm |
Patterned Rugs. They are totally awesome. Radical. Boss.
Rugs can give such a pop of interest in a room, especially for pattern-phobes like me who forget to incorporate patterns of any sort until the end of decorating a room, when I realize I need something like a zebra rug to incorporate into the space.
Photo: West Elm |
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Photo: Z Gallerie |
Well that's all for today... I'm sure I'm obsessed with many more things, like eating the filling out of Oreos and then throwing the outside away. But I will save that for another day....
Onward and Upward. Or Over and Out. Or Open and Ornery.
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