K.Rae
Filed under: Things I Love
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Filed under: Things I Love
My new site isn’t quite finished, but I can’t wait any longer, I have to show it off.
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And BTW, I’ll be deleting any new comments on this blog, so stop being a lazy arse and go comment on my new site.
Hugs and kisses.
Filed under: Diversions, Things I Love | Tags: Dolce & Gabbana, soccer, Italy, suits
Nothing’s hotter than a man in a good suit.
Except for a whole team of men in good suits.
You can’t really appreciate the hotness in this size photo (damn wordpress.com and its fixed-width columns), so check out Fashion Week Daily’s post.
Moving out of my house today, will commence building new site tonight or tomorrow. ‘Til then…K.
Filed under: Beauty & Health, Shopping, Things I Love | Tags: acne, Neutrogena, Sephora, Shiseido, skincare, sunblock, sunscreen
A few weeks ago, I took the plunge and bought Shiseido’s Ultimate Sun Protection Lotion SPF 55 PA+++ at Sephora. Not much of a plunge, actually, considering Sephora’s generous return policy, but it’s always scary dropping $40 on a 3.3 oz. bottle of sunscreen. I suppose I was most afraid that I would try it and love it and never want to use anything else ever again.
My worst fears came true: I am obsessed with this sunscreen.
First off, the bottle is so elegant. The blue and orange packaging just screams “beach vacation,” even if the farthest you’re traveling to is work.
Out of the bottle, the texture of the lotion reminds me of nail polish. It’s much thinner than I would expect for an SPF 55, and spreads easily with absolutely no pilling, a problem I had with my previous sunscreen, Neutrogena Ultra Sheer Dry-Touch SPF 55.
After the lotion absorbs, it’s perfectly dry to the touch, even on my oily skin, and is ideal for under makeup. I’ve had no increase in breakouts since I started using this stuff, and feel comfortable giving it my OK for acne-prone types (of course, the only way to know if a product will work for your skin is to test it over a period of 2-3 weeks, when you’re not introducing any other new products).
But let’s get to the point: does this stuff protect me from the sun? Well, the other day, as I was walking out of my house with my sister-in-law, she commented, “You need to get some sun.”
Victory! Although I suppose now that I have my perfect sunscreen, it’s time to find the perfect self-tanner.
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Boscia Clear Complexion Kit
I’m “growing up” as a blogger, and getting ready to transfer my site to its own domain. In addition, I’m moving out of my house in my university town this Wednesday (the official end of my college career), so posting will most likely be irregular this week.
BTW, can anyone recommend a good hosting service? Right now, I’m leaning towards Laughing Squid because they have a fairly spotless online reputation. But I’m open to suggestions if you’ve had a good experience elsewhere.
Filed under: Adventures with Small People, Life, Quotes, WTF | Tags: celebrities, kids, magazines, Teen Vogue, Hayden Pannettiere
Yes, this is my 10-month-old niece, Syd Vicious, reading the June/July issue of Teen Vogue with that Hayden chick on the cover.
Speaking of that Hayden chick…flipping through this particular Teen Vogue, I stumbled upon this gem (emphasis mine):
While we were shooting in Malibu, California, a sea lion showed up on the beach. Channeling her Heroes superhuman persona, Hayden ran to the rescue: She called 911 and the ASPCA, who assured her that the occurrence was perfectly normal. After a few minutes, the sea lion waddled back into the water on its own.
Oh. My. God.
Let this be an example to you, future parents: instead of shuttling your children to Bring It On Again and Again and Again auditions, maybe you should be enrolling them in high school biology courses.
And maybe I should stop letting my niece read Teen Vogue.
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hot tranny mess
Filed under: Beauty & Health, Politics, Things I Love | Tags: birth control, Griswold v. Connecticut, menstruation, period, the Pill, Yaz
According to Feministing, today I’m supposed to write something about how awesome birth control is. This is easy; birth control is the shit. Yaz helped clear up my skin, and saved me from the major mood swings that heralded the rising of my crimson tide every month. By skipping the four days of white sugar pills at the end of every pack, it even saved me from the cost and curse of my period.
That is, it used to.
For medical reasons, I haven’t been able to take my beloved BC for the past couple of months, and won’t be allowed to begin again for several years. This sucks, a fact I’m acutely aware of at the moment because I just got my period yesterday.
This is only my second period since the end of my blissful months of no menstruation (or ovulation, for that matter). And oh boy, is it a doozy.
The first clue that my period was upon me when I awoke this morning, bloated, slightly crampy, and oh so gassy (good thing I sleep alone). I tried to lay in bed a little longer, soaking in the feeling of relaxation and languidness…until a sudden GOOSH of fluid found its way out of my you-know-where. That got me out of bed.
All morning, I shuffled around, doubled over in pain. I was able to force myself onto the treadmill, got a good run and a stretch in, and have since gotten through the day with minimal discomfort and no swallowing of aspirin.
I know you really don’t care how shitty my period is. But if you, my friend, have the pleasure of being on birth control at the moment, do not take it for granted! I would kill to be taking my Yaz right now. No, seriously, remember those mood swings I mentioned before? I would kill.
In conclusion, happy 43rd anniversary of Griswold v. Connecticut! Don’t forget to think about me as you’re screwing someone while using contraception!
Image sources: here and here
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Walk of No Shame
Today someone searched for “fuck” and came upon this site. Does this mean I need to clean up my language?
Filed under: Diversions, Shopping, WTF | Tags: movies, Mr. Big, Sex and the City, sex toys, vibrator
I know I said no more SATC posts, but this is too good not to share…
So, I love talking about vibrators, writing about vibrators, hosting sex toy parties, but this one is maybe a little too much for me.
A sex toy shop in the UK has developed its very own rabbit vibrator named “Mr. Big”–yes, that Mr. Big (keep reading…)
Filed under: Diversions, Reading | Tags: Conde Nast, Cover Awards, gossip, insipidity, magazines, TMZ
I just StumbledUpon what I think will be my new guiltiest of pleasures. This one takes the cattiness of Perez Hilton, combines it with the insipidity of tabloids, then drenches the whole thing in your favorite embarassment-in-the-mailbox magazines.
It is my pleasure to introduce you to Mark Pasetsky’s Cover Awards, a site that “features commentary and news on magazine covers, newspaper covers and web site home pages from around the world.”
Pasetsky is a former editor-in-chief of Life & Style magazine. I suppose after that gig, anything is considered bigger and better, even an under-the-radar industry blog that hasn’t sold much (or any) ad space yet.
You won’t find a lot of originality here–the site’s very mission statement implies this, but it’s a theme that permeates even the design of the blog. Cover Award’s logo is in the same font as the Conde Nast logo, and while I don’t think in this situation one can cry copyright foul, it does seem like an overstep of boundaries, considering this blog and Conde Nast revolve around the same industry (albeit miles apart in terms of class and influence).
But this is what really bothers me about the blog: Cover Awards claims TMZ stole a story about a Star cover concerning Angenlina Jolie. With the way they’re freaking out, you’d think TMZ had stolen the fucking Pulitzer from them.
Keeping this in mind, take a look at the two sites’ “Next Page” icons:
TMZ
Cover Awards
Look familiar?
Fortunately for Cover Awards, I don’t expect originality or credibility from my gossip sources. This one’s joining the blogroll!
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Erykah Badu in Blender: These shoes rule.
