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making faces :: nars attacks!

i feel like i've gotten a bit of insight into what francois nars was like in school. i think he was that quiet type who always seemed smart and capable, but then came out with some burst of insane creativity and accomplishment when it came time for the city science fair or writing competition or anything where a lot of people suddenly had to stop and appreciate that this kid wasn't just smart he was freaking brilliant. the kid who made all the teachers look kind of dumb for having not noticed his innate brilliance before.

of course, i like that analogy, because i've been a big nars fan for a few years now [and even then consider myself as a tardy to the party], but this spring, it's kind of been like the science fair, or the city-wide young writers competition. there have been some really strong launches [some of which have been reviewed here and some of which are still coming]. some companies have chosen to stick with a solid colour collection, like the do every year…

i'm baa-aaack!

that's right! i have a computer again and i can post things! not that i've been completely unable to post things in the last little while, but having to work either from my phone or dom's computer [with none of my files], which means that i didn't have the ability to just randomly post a photo of me clearly making simon uncomfortable.


of course, at the moment, i'm limited to sharing photos taken a year ago or more, because the one casualty of my computer failure has been that i've lost a lot of photos. always make sure your back-up works, kids. also, i'll be spending quality time putting a lot of music back on my computer.

i'm not sure how long i'll have with the computer now. if a friend told me that they had a two year old who had undergone two brain surgeries in the last year, my reaction would likely be to tell them that they should try not to get too attached. [note: i probably would say this, because i'm shockingly insensitive about this k…

and that's when i realised the devil couldn't protect me any more

ok, i'm sorry.

i'm sorry to dom. i'm sorry to the neighbours.

i've been at it again with the night terrors.

monday night, i managed to wake dom and probably the dead at about three in the morning with the usual screams. then, to make matters worse [for dom, not the dead, who were likely not in great shape to begin with], i felt it necessary to explain to him what i was dreaming about, because it was just so damn amazing. i'd been in hell. not some b.s. "hell is other people" sartre thing either. i'd been on some sort of bizarre tour of dante's inferno brand hell. it had levels. there was a sort of dumb waiter/ laundry shoot involved between them. each level was indeed worse, but i'm pretty sure that dante never included the running-man style steroid giant fight level. or the strange mix of hephaestus and evil elf that manned the "chute" where you were either horribly mangled or, in my case, protected by the strange, sinister figure, …

making faces :: girl time

i figured that i might as well make myself look presentable, despite the fact that i continue to suffer from the after effects of the plague of boils on my face. however, i've noticed that lately, my littlest fur-baby, while she's quite a little tomboy in many respects, is now at least as excited as i am about the prospect of me putting on makeup.

because whenever it's time, she jumps up on the dresser to, er, help. she gets so worked up by the prospect of getting to play with mom's awesome toys that i've had to learn how to acquire makeup one-handed, while using the other to keep her out of the brushes and little pots. i think i can forever write off the possibility of buying guerlain meteorites.

of course, as soon as she sees my arm, she starts the second phase of the game, which is climbing on me, butting her head into my head, shoulder and hand and purring loudly. which means that i'm developing some pretty awesome skills with liquid eyeliner. also, i suspe…

friday favourites 22.03.13

hey, remember friday favourites? remember how i said it was a good thing that there were five fridays in march, because i'd need to focus on the things that cheered me? i haven't done a friday favourites since then, mostly because the horrors of march overwhelmed me and eventually destroyed my computer. so despite the preponderance of fridays, i haven't been concentrating on the bright side.

but this week, something kind of remarkable happened. not a huge thing, but a very un-march-like thing. i won something. i won a little skin care tester kit from skyn iceland and murale. i've actually been meaning to post about skyn iceland for a long time, since they've been my latest discovery and have joined korres and nuxe as the third point in my holy trinity of skin care. so for once in the month, i got a nice little surprise. i knew you had it in you, march.

good news :: stuff i can't make up from around the internet

have you ever thought about the parallels between

making faces :: the second world

have you ever wondered what the second world was? you hear a lot about first and third world countries, so what's the second? no one ever talks about them. i know i wondered. i know that dom wondered, because he asked me about it recently and momentarily allowed me to feel very clever. i liked that feeling.

you see where this is going, right?

the model of the three worlds actually dates from the cold war, when political machinations meant that much of the world was divided between nations affiliated with nato and those affiliated with the warsaw pact. the remainder were the "non-aligned states", many newly formed and/ or emerging from the spectre of colonialism, who remained independent of both groups [for as long as they could]. french demographer alfred sauvy compared the three political divisions to the three estates in revolutionary france, nato being the nobility, the warsaw pact the clergy [ironic, given government views on religion] and non-aligned states represe…

march madness :: this time, it's biblical

i'd just like to add that, in addition to having to replace my computer's hard drive for the second time in a year, march has chosen this year to get all biblical on me. sure, i'm having a rough month like i do every month. sure i'm trying to keep my head down and muddle through like i always do. but this year, march- probably being all smug about getting to ruin a whole calendar month and the long weekend at easter, has decided to visit upon me

a plague of fucking boils.

no word of a lie. this march, my skin has suddenly erupted for no reason and now i look like an escapee from a leper colony. aside from being itchy, sore and generally uncomfortable, this also makes it a less than appealing prospect to take photos for beauty-related posts [and, i might mention that the swatches i'd done most recently are all on my computer that's having its brain removed]. also, i dont' really enjoy looking at myself in the mirror right now, since i feel like i'm horrib…

the spell is lifted

i'm pretty much decided. i'm not going to buy apple products anymore.

to appreciate what that means, i should make it clear that i've never bought a computer that wasn't apple. i've pushed every office i've ever worked in to make use of these magical little machines. i'm on my second iphone. i was about to press the button on getting an ipad, because i'm discovering that i do want something that's more than a phone and less than a whole computer. dom's computers have always been apple, dating back to 1986- we still have his original ii-se.

and that's not all. i have been subject to actual full on abuse for being an apple user. not physical [yet], but verbal. i've been called some pretty harsh things by a couple of people who count themselves among my friends because i stuck up for the brand and held up my personal stories of computers that didn't implode or eat their internal organs, of customer service that reassured me and justified…

i'm way smarter when i'm asleep

so the other night [thursday, i think, although it's not really important], i had a very weird dream about traveling for work. it started off that i was supposed to go with a coworker to bonn, germany.

i have no idea why, since nothing in my work involves germany at all and i really haven't thought about bonn since the early 90s. people paid attention to it then, because it was the capital of west germany, but after reunification, the germans decided to move the state capital back to where it had always been before the whole break-up. since then, no one talks about bonn anymore and the city is apparently retaliating by running tourism spots in my head.

of course, it wasn't very successful, because in the dream, although we appeared to make it, we ended up somehow just having to go right back again because we'd missed the correct flight and arrived too late to bother going to our meetings. in my dreams, the airport in bonn is a lot like all the other airports i've v…

march madness :: 2013 edition

i've spoken to you before about my feelings on the month of march. i hate it. i hate its bitter winds. i hate its false claims to be spring. and although i like leaving work before dark when daylight savings hits, i hate having to get up in the dark like some sort of mole person.

but no matter how much i hate march, it's nothing compared to how much march hates me.

people think i'm making this up, but to them i say...

the month started with a screw up at my bank that left me accidentally without access to money.

my workload has been building to a level that could politely be described as insane. i'm always busy, but this month there seems to be a fundamental disconnect between the expectations and reality. [note :: my employers actually acknowledge that this is the case. there just isn't much to be done about it at the moment.]

while st. patrick's day is normally the one bright spot of the month, i won't get to enjoy it, since i got volunteered to work an …

ruining your life, one blog post at a time

i've alluded to what i do for a living at various times, although out of respect for my employer's privacy and their right not to be embarrassed by being associated with me, i don't get too specific. however today, i feel the need to get a little more specific than usual.

part of my job involves reviewing materials written by scientists- mainly biochemists and naturopathic doctors- to "translate" them into marketing language or just to make sure that people who aren't scientifically inclined can follow along. i'd like to add that this is normally one of the most interesting parts of my jobs, because despite my general artiness, i've long had an interest in chemistry and particularly organic chemistry. there's something so perfect about how it works, each element constantly seeking balance... i think it might be because i'm a libra.

but today, while reviewing a presentation dealing with skin and the various remarkable things it does, i came acr…

making faces :: guerlain spring 2013, round two

well i did say that i wasn't done yet. along with the lovely lilacs and lavenders that i spoke about in my initial review, guerlain's spring collection also includes some shades that have become so linked with spring that they almost seem cliched. indeed, greens and corals are such a makeup staple that you'd think a lot of brands would have given up on trying them [in fact, for 2013, most have]. but leave it to guerlain to do something stunningly beautiful and somewhat original with the palette.

again, i chose a palette and a lipstick that seemed to blend nicely with it. in this case, the palette is called "coup de foudre", which literally means "lightning bolt", but is also a french expression for being struck by love at first sight. and a lot of people have been struck by this palette. it's definitely received more attention than any other item in the guerlain spring collection and it doesn't take much to see why.

first of all, there's a r…

dj kali and mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 06.03.13

two more years! two more years! thanks very much to everyone who turned out to the second anniversary of the caustic lounge. i'm a little late getting this post up, but that doesn't mean it wasn't a great time. i'd like to especially thank the wonderful mr. eric b for showing up with cupcakes. those of you who are friends on facebook know that i had been craving a cupcake- in vain- for about two weeks. so you can be happy that someone took the bull by the frosted horns and now you don't have to hear me complain anymore. 

there were a few "wtf" moments, of course, particularly when someone managed to unplug the whole system. [i'd like to note that this has happened twice now at the caustic lounge, both times during my set. criticism noted, hipsters.] but by and large it was a fun and far-ranging musical adventure. many thanks to the friendly and hard-working staff at le cagibi for all their help. 

on the facebook page we did for this event, i asked if an…

making faces :: beige is not a four letter word

is there anyone who actually likes the colour "beige"? i mean seriously, we make up thousands of different ways of saying it just so that we don't have to admit that the things that we like are beige. ecru. buff. sand. flesh. potato. ok, i haven't actually heard anyone use the term "potato" as a colour descriptor, but it's coming! because we just do not want to admit to enjoy the occasional dab of beige.

but recently, i learned that sometimes you just need to let go of your prejudices. because i bought into the beige. and i'm proud of it, damn you!

for some reason, i've been really fascinated with acquiring more neutrals from english-born, russian-bred rouge bunny rouge. i've reviewed many of their products on this blog in the last year or so and i've tended towards acquiring those that are a little more original in the colour spectrum, but a little while back i bought "bashful flamingo", a light peach shade from their matte r…

i had all my teeth and i wasn't even naked

there are dreams that we all have at one time or another. the one about our teeth falling out. being back at school. being at a former job. trying to cry out but being unable. [on a side note, is there a common dream that people actually enjoy having? or are we all fairly particular in our joys, but united in our anxieties?]

i've had all those dreams. multiple times. with multiple different situations. and last night, i had a classic one. i was in university and i had to take an exam or do some sort of end of term project [it seemed to change which] and i'd barely been in class all term. i mean i'd been in class so little that i was concerned i'd fail the course based on that alone. and it's a university level mathematics class, which means i have no business being in it to begin with.

now, the beginning of this dream has been a frequently recurring thing, especially in the last couple of years. i show up to a class i either haven't bothered with or forgot i&#…

making faces :: lips out loud

the idea of using colour to enhance the lips isn't by any means new- cleopatra did it and many of history's most fearless women followed in her footsteps. the bold lip has long been a method of standing out. even today, it's considered a fairly strong statement, something that commands attention. as much as cosmetics may be a woman's domain, a bold lip is almost unladylike- being unnatural, distracting, forceful. it is a subtle but certain fork in the eye of the continued convention that women should be beautiful window dressing.

interestingly enough, bold lips may also represent a sort of economic war paint, a strong, wilfully optimistic statement in the face of financial doldrums. traditionally, strong lip shades have been in vogue during times of economic crisis. that's not a hard-and-fast rule, after all the 1950s saw unprecedented growth in the economy but also the popularity of cherry red lips a la marilyn monroe. but the seventies malaise saw the rise of gl…

friday favourites 01.03.13

ok. this is it. it's march. march is not my friend. march hates me. march has hated me for lo these many years. march is long and angry and it is a liar, because despite the fact that it claims to introduce spring, it usually means snowstorms and high winds. but in general, march just hates me for no reason. it has stranded me in the airport in bangor maine four times. it has magically eliminated by job through restructuring twice. it has sprained my wrist, elbow and shoulder in one shot. it has seen painful break-ups, deaths in the family, panic, ruin, damnation... ok, i'm getting carried away with me, but put it this way: march is not and has never been a good time for me. 

here are a few choice tidbits from my horoscope for the coming month, courtesy of the normally positive and optimistic susan miller...

"Tasks are building on your desk, and at times you may feel a bit overwhelmed with all you have to do."
"Have contingency plans."
"You won't be ab…