Sunday, August 30, 2009

Book club


So Best Friend started a book club a few months ago and it's turned out to be something I really look forward to each month! We've read three books now (well, I've only read two, oops) and our next one sounds like it'll be a fun read. The last two books we read were Firefly Lane by Kristin Hannah and The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger.

Firefly Lane was an amazing book. Any female would love it. It is a great representation of friendships, mother/daughter relationships and just growing up. I'd recommend that book to anyone. It's quite long, and I get very intimidated with long books, but it was hard to put down and the length wasn't a problem for me.

The Time Traveler's Wife was very different. We read it so that we could then see the movie and discuss. It's not something I'd recommend to many people. It's confusing because it jumps back and forth through time and characters, and hard to find an attachment to the characters. As for the movie, I wasn't a huge fan; I think mostly because I read the book. A lot was left out, obviously, and movies always seem disappointing after you've read the book.

Next we're going to read The Next Thing On My List by Jill Smolinski. Sounds much more lighthearted than our last two books and I hope to read a happy ending!

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Quick fix

Below is a picture of my birthday shoes. I'm absolutely obsessed with them. I would sleep in them if I could. (Un)Fortunately, they aren't the most practical shoes, being 5" leather heels, so they will only be coming out for special occasions.

While I was out gettin' grown for my birthday celebration, I scuffed these babies up like CrAzY!! The scuffs wouldn't rub off and I was terrified that these beauties were ruined.

I decided to try rubbing alcohol on them. It worked great!! I wasn't sure if it would do anything but it was the perfect fix. Obviously, with this fix you have to be careful with the type of material you're using it on. But I was lucky that my shoes were saved!!



Sidenote: They are not as white as they appear in the picture. They are more of a creamy pearl. I would never be caught dead in white heels (probably).

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Beauty on a budget - Take 2

So, as you may recall I downgraded my Lorac concealer to Sonia Kashuk, which ended up being an amazing find! I figured I might have the same luck with her foundation as well.

I was out of my MAC Studio Fix and NARS bronzer and decided to take a little look around Target. I decided on Sonia Kashuk foundation and Physician's Formula bronzer. This cost me about $26 as opposed to $60. I was super excited to try both of these so the next day I used them and was absolutely not impressed. The bronzer didn't add a single thing to my face and I'm not really a fan of how the foundation went on.

After days of putting this on and feeling like my face is just missing something, I decided to give in. I realized - Once you go MAC, you never go back. Saturday I went to the mall and bought my regular Studio Fix and bronzer.

I decided I'll continue to use the Sonia Kashuk foundation to work and on weekends until it runs out; as long as I use the NARS bronzer it's fine. But when I go out I'll definitely reach for my Studio Fix!

Lesson learned: When it comes to the basics, you just can't give those up.

A day at The Office

I make it a point to not discuss work on my blog. It's just not professional and I don't enjoy mixing my personal and professional lives. However, I MUST share this story from today. I'm going to use names from the show The Office to distinguish the real life characters. They will be Dwight, Andy and Kelly. And Pam pretty much defines my every day life.

So it begins in the breakroom. Andy doesn't usually eat lunch in there, but today he did for whatever reason. So at 12:30, like clockwork, Kelly and I went into the breakroom to eat. As we're both warming up our food in the microwave, Dwight walks in and asks what everyone is eating. Why it's necessary for him to know what we're eating, I'm not really sure. So, turns out that Kelly and I had both brought meatloaf. Random but funny.

After we each announce what we're eating, Dwight proceeds to tell us about something he recently saw on TV about eating meat. Whatever stupid show he saw, it apparently said that the human body doesn't need meat and blah blah blah. Oh, also that people live longer if they don't eat meat. Really? Because I don't fucking care. I'll die when I'm supposed to die and I don't need you telling me what I shouldn't be eating to keep me living past 90-years-old.

Dwight and Andy began debating about this back and forth.


Andy, very carefully and without being rude, seemed to be saying exactly what I was thinking. Dwight made himself sound like an idiot while lingering around. Kelly jumped in here and there to validate points, while I kept my head down reading my newspaper. Kelly knows me well enough to know I was annoyed and just wanted to eat lunch in peace without this idiotic conversation going on and without them in the room. She gave me a slant of the eye and we both smirked.

Finally something funny happend. Dwight said, "We'll I've been a juicer for about 7 years and that works well for me." Kelly shot back with, "Isn't that code for HEROIN?" I couldn't stop laughing on the inside. I tried not to show it on the outside.

Dwight finally retreated and left the breakroom, after wasting about 20 minutes of my peaceful lunch hour. And me, being Pam, just has this look on my face the whole time.

Absolutely Fabulous!



The shoes that Stella McCartney is wearing in this picture are so amazing! I absolutely love the simplicity of the look. But I've been trying and trying to figure out how she walked in them. There doesn't seem to be anything that would keep them on her feet with the toes or heels of the foot.

Thoughts on how this is possible?

Thursday, August 6, 2009

This quote is so me

"I have a good brain on me, but I've never really used it when it came to making decisions about love, which has been a blessing and a curse." -Sienna Miller