I finally watched the second Sex and The City movie recently, by myself, with some icecream. No, I wasn't fighting with my husband, he was downstairs playing his xbox - of course. The children were in bed, most likely dreaming about cowboys, dinosaurs or robots, and while I was fascinated by the many outfit changes of SJP and the girls, and admiring the gigantic wardrobe in Carrie and Big's apartment I realised how ungirly I've become.
In the last few years I've swapped skirts and high heels for trackies and flats, practical undies instead of sexy lingerie and although I was a makeup artist until recently, even my box full of makeup brought me as much excitement as I'm sure a box of fish brings to a vegan. (sadly that makeup wasn't even technically for me. It was for 'clients' aka 'other people'. How much does that suck?) It's not that I ever lived much of a SATC life, I was just well, more girly than I am now.
So what was this change? I live with four boys; my husband and three sons, I don't have any daughters and as yet no nieces. So I think perhaps many of the things I enjoyed have taken a bit of a back seat, especially since I'm the only one in the house to enjoy them.
I first noticed when we decided as a family to go out to the closest big shopping centre. Now a past shopping trip often would at least put me in nice, out of home clothes, makeup and brushed hair (I've never been one to style my hair - I prefer the sexy carefully-tousled-look-that-doesn't-look-like-I've-carefully-tousled-it thank you very much) but in the times since living with the boys I've barely had time to shower before I'm 'humphed' at for taking 'too long' - usually as I'm getting socks and shoes on as I haven't painted my toenails and my feet look like shit. (Mind you, all four of my fellas walk past in sandals - life is so unfair!) Makeup is a quick travel brush foundation, mascara and lip gloss at traffic lights. Where's the love?
It appears I wasn't prioritising myself anymore. However after watching SATC2 (It's been quite some time since SATC1), as much as I've never been into wearing designer dresses or $400 shoes (holy crap they're nice but where would I wear them? Cleaning the loo perhaps?) I realised there was a part of me that I had let slip when absorbed in my day to day duties and hanging out with the boys.
Besides with all the unglamorous female shit I have to put up with I think I deserve it! And I will make the boys under this roof understand that these things are very important indeed! (If they give me any attitude I'll just take a cue from Samantha and pretend I'm hormonal! :)
Thanks Carrie and Co xx
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Thursday, January 6, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
50 lashes thanks
After much umming and ahhing (and using birthday money) I did the most awesome, antiaging, time saving thing I have done in ages.
I got my eyelashes permed.
In my now unused Buff blog here I mentioned how unruly my eyebrows are and my lashes are pretty much the same - dead straight and hard to do anything with. To get more than two minutes of curl time it takes squeezy curler, followed by mascara (waterproof works best) followed by the heated curler which is pretty dumb really when all that extra time could be spent on something useful like eyebrow preening (necessary as mentioned above) so I felt it would be a good idea to try and bypass the eyelash curling part of the routine altogether.
The procedure was fairly scary - perming solution right next to my eyes (the smell gave me 80's flashbacks) so I was wondering if it perhaps were not the smartest thing in the world to do. It was basically the same as with hair; perming solution, then equally smelly neutralizer, a thorough rinse and - ta dah! Lovely curly lashes!
Like all new perms (although I mention this grudgingly - it is showing my age and admitting to once having had a perm) the results when first seen were a bit of a shock, all sticky uppy eyelashes which as first glance look really fake but after awhile they either a) settle down or b) I got used to it and decided they didn't look too bad after all. Either way, it was better than a) twenty fartarsey odd minutes wasted on eyelashes or b) perfect makeup looking less than perfect due to stupid straight lashes!
I've always been up for new lash tricks and have also succumbed to the lash extension but alas, hanging out washing in my trackies with all dressed up lashes and nowhere to go was a bit of an expensive indulgence which I had to let go of after the first refill. (Not to mention that pretty, long, curly lashes are apparently not as important as something like say, food and mortgage repayments)
However, I was hooked when it came to the lash curl; it's a subtle change with eye catching (pardon the pun) results.
Unfortunately when I had them done again a few months later , the perming solution didn't work, they stayed straight and I had to take comfort in the fact that they were pliable enough to curl the conventional way in a few seconds rather than the necessary 20 minutes.
Ho hum and so the journey continues...
I got my eyelashes permed.
In my now unused Buff blog here I mentioned how unruly my eyebrows are and my lashes are pretty much the same - dead straight and hard to do anything with. To get more than two minutes of curl time it takes squeezy curler, followed by mascara (waterproof works best) followed by the heated curler which is pretty dumb really when all that extra time could be spent on something useful like eyebrow preening (necessary as mentioned above) so I felt it would be a good idea to try and bypass the eyelash curling part of the routine altogether.
The procedure was fairly scary - perming solution right next to my eyes (the smell gave me 80's flashbacks) so I was wondering if it perhaps were not the smartest thing in the world to do. It was basically the same as with hair; perming solution, then equally smelly neutralizer, a thorough rinse and - ta dah! Lovely curly lashes!
Like all new perms (although I mention this grudgingly - it is showing my age and admitting to once having had a perm) the results when first seen were a bit of a shock, all sticky uppy eyelashes which as first glance look really fake but after awhile they either a) settle down or b) I got used to it and decided they didn't look too bad after all. Either way, it was better than a) twenty fartarsey odd minutes wasted on eyelashes or b) perfect makeup looking less than perfect due to stupid straight lashes!
I've always been up for new lash tricks and have also succumbed to the lash extension but alas, hanging out washing in my trackies with all dressed up lashes and nowhere to go was a bit of an expensive indulgence which I had to let go of after the first refill. (Not to mention that pretty, long, curly lashes are apparently not as important as something like say, food and mortgage repayments)
However, I was hooked when it came to the lash curl; it's a subtle change with eye catching (pardon the pun) results.
Unfortunately when I had them done again a few months later , the perming solution didn't work, they stayed straight and I had to take comfort in the fact that they were pliable enough to curl the conventional way in a few seconds rather than the necessary 20 minutes.
Ho hum and so the journey continues...
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