The keyboard on my MacBook is smokin'. Unfortunately, it's not from telling ya'll about my latest beauty finds.
Who knew getting couples to fall hopelessly in love would take so fricking long?!?!
I'll be back to posting in a few days.
And as always, if you see me at Starbucks sneaking online to order something off Sephora.com, you have my pre-authorization to pinch me.
Last Week's Haters
Rev. Jesse Jackson wasn’t the only hater hailing from the Windy City last week.
Though it didn’t grab national headlines, I also had a hater moment. Yep, I’m admitting it (because admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery) – I’m a hater.
I know. I know. Ya’ll don’t have to remind me. Jealously is a futile emotion. It’s also downright unattractive. Still, I couldn’t seem to rise above it when Mr. PBW, who is three-long-weeks older than my forty-five years, was mistaken for a twentysomething college student.
ARRRRGH!!!! ← Sorry, still not totally over it.
Wish I could dispute it, but I can’t. He indeed looks exactly the same as he did when we met in college.
While I know hating on the hubby is wrong, I don’t want to look like his granny.
Since I’
m too chicken (and cheap) to hire a plastic surgeon, I decided to do the next best thing. I picked up the Olay Regenerist Microdermabrasion & Peel System kit from Walmart.
I smoothed the microdermabrasion treatment over cleansed, dry skin and gently massaged it for about a minute. The citrus-scented treatment feels like fine grains of sand.
Next step was the activator serum. I layered it over the microdermabrasion treatment and felt a warming sensation over my face. The activator foamed and the crystals from the treatment dissolved. I gave my face another 60-second massage before rinsing it with warm water.
Did it make me look twenty years younger? I wouldnt go that far. But the results were truly amazing. My skin was glowing and felt oh-so-soft. The dry patches along my forehead had disappeared, along with any fine lines. It was totally worth the $25 I paid at Walmart.
And to that other hater from Chicago, maybe if you stepped up your own (beauty) game you too could stop the hating.
Though it didn’t grab national headlines, I also had a hater moment. Yep, I’m admitting it (because admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery) – I’m a hater.
I know. I know. Ya’ll don’t have to remind me. Jealously is a futile emotion. It’s also downright unattractive. Still, I couldn’t seem to rise above it when Mr. PBW, who is three-long-weeks older than my forty-five years, was mistaken for a twentysomething college student.
ARRRRGH!!!! ← Sorry, still not totally over it.
Wish I could dispute it, but I can’t. He indeed looks exactly the same as he did when we met in college.
While I know hating on the hubby is wrong, I don’t want to look like his granny.
Since I’
m too chicken (and cheap) to hire a plastic surgeon, I decided to do the next best thing. I picked up the Olay Regenerist Microdermabrasion & Peel System kit from Walmart.I smoothed the microdermabrasion treatment over cleansed, dry skin and gently massaged it for about a minute. The citrus-scented treatment feels like fine grains of sand.
Next step was the activator serum. I layered it over the microdermabrasion treatment and felt a warming sensation over my face. The activator foamed and the crystals from the treatment dissolved. I gave my face another 60-second massage before rinsing it with warm water.
Did it make me look twenty years younger? I wouldnt go that far. But the results were truly amazing. My skin was glowing and felt oh-so-soft. The dry patches along my forehead had disappeared, along with any fine lines. It was totally worth the $25 I paid at Walmart.
And to that other hater from Chicago, maybe if you stepped up your own (beauty) game you too could stop the hating.
Review: Pantene's Relaxed & Natural Conditioning Mask
We’ve all done it. Given an undeserving man chance after chance, practically begging for his love.
To those of you who just shook your heads and proudly proclaimed, “Not me.” The rest of us say, “Quit lying!”
It’s been a while since I’ve made a fool out of myself over love, unfortunately, not so in the beauty department.
With i
ts slick, sexy packaging and intoxicating scent, I really wanted Pantene’s Relaxed & Natural Breakage Defense Deep Conditioning Mask to be my everything.
My stylist applied the mask to my freshly-shampooed hair and covered my head with a plastic cap. She then stuck me under the dryer for 20 minutes. After rinsing, drying and styling, my hair looked just fine (keep in mind a stylist is going to send you out the door looking decent), but it didn’t FEEL fine. It simply didn’t feel soft or moisturized, but the exact opposite.
I didn’t want to believe it.
So I talked myself into thinking it wasn’t the man’s… oops, I mean the mask’s fault and gave it another chance.
This time I did my own hair. Same mediocre results.
Finally, I got the message. My short-lived relationship with this deep conditioning mask wasn’t going to work out. So I opened the jar and took one last whiff of its heavenly scent, before tossing it in the trash.
If you still want to give it a whirl, I found a 7.7 oz jar of this conditioner for $4.99 in the hair care aisle at Walmart. Who knows? It was no good for me, but it might just be your hair happily-ever-after.
FYI - The deadline monster is looming so I’m headed into my writing cave. Basically, that means shutting off the WiFi and working on a computer with no internet access. So I’ll “see” ya’ll in about a week.
Oh, if you bust me at the library or Starbucks sneaking on the internet to buy something off Sephora.com, feel free to pop me in the back of the head and order me back to work!
To those of you who just shook your heads and proudly proclaimed, “Not me.” The rest of us say, “Quit lying!”
It’s been a while since I’ve made a fool out of myself over love, unfortunately, not so in the beauty department.
With i
ts slick, sexy packaging and intoxicating scent, I really wanted Pantene’s Relaxed & Natural Breakage Defense Deep Conditioning Mask to be my everything.My stylist applied the mask to my freshly-shampooed hair and covered my head with a plastic cap. She then stuck me under the dryer for 20 minutes. After rinsing, drying and styling, my hair looked just fine (keep in mind a stylist is going to send you out the door looking decent), but it didn’t FEEL fine. It simply didn’t feel soft or moisturized, but the exact opposite.
I didn’t want to believe it.
So I talked myself into thinking it wasn’t the man’s… oops, I mean the mask’s fault and gave it another chance.
This time I did my own hair. Same mediocre results.
Finally, I got the message. My short-lived relationship with this deep conditioning mask wasn’t going to work out. So I opened the jar and took one last whiff of its heavenly scent, before tossing it in the trash.
If you still want to give it a whirl, I found a 7.7 oz jar of this conditioner for $4.99 in the hair care aisle at Walmart. Who knows? It was no good for me, but it might just be your hair happily-ever-after.
FYI - The deadline monster is looming so I’m headed into my writing cave. Basically, that means shutting off the WiFi and working on a computer with no internet access. So I’ll “see” ya’ll in about a week.
Oh, if you bust me at the library or Starbucks sneaking on the internet to buy something off Sephora.com, feel free to pop me in the back of the head and order me back to work!
What's Your Instant Pretty?
The scenario: You’re about to run into your ex-boyfriend (fiance or husband).
Thank God your hair is salon fresh. Unfortunately, you aren’t wearing a stitch of make-up!
You want to make him eat his heart out, so you reach into your purse for the single beauty product you trust to make you look fabulous in seconds.
What is that ONE product? In other words, what’s your instant pretty?
For
me, that would be Bobbi Brown’s Shimmer Lip Gloss in Ruby Sugar. I’m wearing it in both the photo on the right and in the bio photo on my website. Bobbi calls it a soft red, but on me it’s a subtle pinky mauve.
One swipe of it and men don’t even notice Beyonce or Rhianna are in the room because they’re too busy lusting after me. (Hey! I write fiction! I’m supposed to have a vivid imagination!)
Okay, your turn. Don’t hold out on me (you too, lurkers), share your instant pretty secret!
Thank God your hair is salon fresh. Unfortunately, you aren’t wearing a stitch of make-up!
You want to make him eat his heart out, so you reach into your purse for the single beauty product you trust to make you look fabulous in seconds.
What is that ONE product? In other words, what’s your instant pretty?
For
me, that would be Bobbi Brown’s Shimmer Lip Gloss in Ruby Sugar. I’m wearing it in both the photo on the right and in the bio photo on my website. Bobbi calls it a soft red, but on me it’s a subtle pinky mauve.One swipe of it and men don’t even notice Beyonce or Rhianna are in the room because they’re too busy lusting after me. (Hey! I write fiction! I’m supposed to have a vivid imagination!)
Okay, your turn. Don’t hold out on me (you too, lurkers), share your instant pretty secret!
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