Okay I have been on a mini journey, especially with my nails.
So Abbey and I were thinking Long glorious nails. I did this look before, but I had to give it another try. I am sure I'll be back. So I went and got extra long nails (they were actually too long).
But I added gold rings. I really liked it. ok.. i loved it.
One thing bothered me, the manicurist got distracted, I had a lump in 2 of my nails. That really got to me, DEEP!!! But other than that, I enjoyed the long-round look. They were bright red-orange. Sadly, I lost 2 of the gold rings. So I took the remaining rings off and hacked the nails off myself. I couldn't walk around with huge holes in my nails....right? I chopped off the nails and painted them royal blue. No picture for that one. They were not cool haha. So finally, I visited a nail shop.
Short and Square, like me.
But, this leaks into the Yumm Session. I was at Target...my 2nd home, and I found this nail color by Sally Hansen- Complete Salon Manicure, 560 Kook-a-Mango. I love this color, reminds me of summer.
I love the sound of these two men combined. But the vocals Dan Auerbach are so awesome. My two sisters got me into them. First I thought my older sister was listening to scavanged songs from Jimi Hendrix. I was soooo wrong, and Im so glad. I love The Black Keys. Patrick Carney kills it on the drums too.
They also did a project with other artists including Mos Def.. who will definitely have their own Yumm Session. The name of that project is Blakroc..This music makes me smile hard..Feel good, sunny day music.. raw
I have a clear and undisputable (singing Aloud) Nail .
I love getting my nails done.
So this is officially Part One of my "Nail Diary" (may not stick to that name).
I hope you enjoy.
When tastefully done, GOLD is wonderful. My personal favorite of the metallic crew. This was done with 2 types of gold sparkles. The Manicurist thought I was a total pain, but alas I WANT WHAT I WANT. I was going for the full look.. I did Not want the sparkles looking sparse. So I requested many coats of polish, which was great in the long run. The sparkles will gradually come off...All in all, loved it..I will be doing it again. But there are so many other designs to try...Oh me! I will be trying many more designs. Some will be using Konad Nail Designs..
Stopped by Ranch 99 in El Cerrito, Ca. Inside we almost passed up a little spot called Get Dolled Up. This boutique was a host for brands like O.P.I., N.Y.C., and others. I was directed to a wonderful find.
Konad Nail Designs and inside the kit:
2 nail polishes (black and white)
3 image plates
I had a brief demo of the product and was immediately hooked. My partners in crime knew that I would be interested. I was beyond interested. From that point on, I considered my Konad purchase to be an "investment." =) Consider it purchased. Came home, tried it immediately...
This is my official farewell to nail shop designs. The ride has been fun, bumpy and exciting! Im posting pix of my first Konad round...
round about and sideways
crazy conversations, huge expectations (first mistake).
you just a little special upstairs, aren't you?
everything going well, seemingly
the spotlight is on you, the results are in....
and you not that Dope!
Cuddle up in your bed.
Forget the world in its anxious state.
Warmth of my room and my bed invites me in to embrace my cold skin.
Music, Candles and Relax
I am loving this.....
All seasons have their attractions.
Cold weather make me want to stay in and watch movies all day.
A few days ago my uncle drops by our house. Bumps around our kitchen, while getting filled in on the latest and greatest of info. It was funny seeing my mother and uncle going back and forth. I just sat watching them take shots at each other. Telling repressed and/or exaggerated stories about their childhood, family, and friends of family. It made me wonder how they really were as children (5 kids all together, 3 girls and two boys). According to stories (still being disputed/debated) my mother was the ring leader of all things brave. A fearless tomboy, with my uncle (George) as her side-kick in adventure. My mother still claims that she was the "Good Child." Honestly, I don't know what to make of it. But we can speculate...
My uncle brought along a photo album that he was working on. He wasnt finished, but I am glad he shared it early. My grandfather and his brothers are in the picture. Smiling and looking sharp. It made me appreciate a man in a suit. I wish more men would embrace a good suit. Gentlemen, Its Ok To Wear A Suit! Its ok to dress up!
I want to visit a time where wearing a suit everyday was the norm and standard. Well dressed was mandatory, sharp was a must. Sorry I missed that era.
Family and friends went to Stinson Beach. Everybody but Bre went, I wish she would have come. It was so beautiful, I definitely will be going back. We have to through snaky roads but it was worth it. Lots of people.
My eyes were puffy. I had just woke up, and I was freezing. Dramatically grateful that I had brought "warm clothes." We just kicked back and People Watched on Camille's big sheet. Eating fruit and chips. Parents right next to us in their lawn chairs, soaking up the sun, while passing light judgment on all the bikinis strutting around. No intention on getting in the water, but it looked fun.
At first I was upset with myself for leaving my precious iPod in the car. But I started really listening to the ocean and the sounds that came with it. It turned out to be very relaxing. Just what I needed. Let go of the past week. Melt away the drama. I am still learning to let people be who they are. Not all people are good people. You cannot expect people to be anything but what they are. Its not my fault or place to try and understand.
No expectation, is to know expectation, Ironic statement.
You cannot control what others do, be in control of what you do. -E.S.
Perspective. Change the way you think about things. Do not worry about things you cannot control. Focusing on my attitude towards the issue, instead of the issue itself. Never obsess. This is One of my hardest lessons. Be positive, but not naive. Words can disappear in the wind. They don't carry much weight.
I talked to my father a few weeks ago, and found out a lot. Most of the conversation was hard to hear, then it turned into a deep-seeded fear. Although all the info was not relevant for us now. I had trouble sleeping, tossed and turned. Saw my father (and family) in a totally different light. The hate I had for a certain person was unnecessary. All my feelings rushed back into me, and then finally I had a sense of relief. I didn't have to suffer with that overwhelming bitterness haunting me for the past 9 years. Big sigh..
Its safe to say that I have re-discovered felt. I tried some new things, in the jewelry department.Verdict, Big and Different is good. So far, I am happy with the results. Mission, completely release my creativity. Knock down all walls and explore the possibilities. Maybe leather next?
Dont Assume. Find out. Be calm, when you get the answer. Always have the courage to ask.
Raining outside. The clouds have crept into the house. Moral, low. Nerves are high, and tempers flare. Tears are inevitable. Wearing my hat, refusing to catch the headache. I don't need that. Be glad when this week is over though. Then all her makeup can come off.
Yay i get to have coffee, only because I don't work today. My "weekends" are so precious to me. Its my only chance at a normal schedule. Its my best effort but I still end up a vegetable around 830. I can really function, even with a nap. I am just now recovering from Sunday.
Saturday was the beginning of Day Light Savings, so I lost a much needed hour of LIFE.
Just like that.
So Sunday morning, starting at 3am (really 2am) I drag myself to work.
Biggest mistake of the day was skipping my Sunday nap. In the afternoon, hit the neighborhood for a walk. Then off to dinner in Corte Madera. The Cheesecake Factory was hideously crowded. Deb, knew a girl who worked there but it didn't really help getting a table. But definitely A for Effort. Dinner is torture, my eyes are weights. My eyelids are obese and out of shape. 16 hours and counting. I start to think about work, which starts in only a few hours. My mom suggests that I leave the party and go sleep in car. That offer doesn't appeal to me. I never sleep in the car, you have to re-group and ge comfortable All Over Again. I hate that.
My family said I was sleep before dinner. I believe them now, I don't remember much about dinner, it was all a blur.. There were highlights. But all in all, Nothing.
On the other hand, Swivel LIPS!
I love u Deb and Stu, you guys are just as bad as us... Deb is worse...
These pictures are Pre-Dinner.
I was talking to a co-worker who thought my Keds were Toms shoes. He described these Toms as clothy sort of plain shoe. He didn't seem to thrilled about then, but admits he had some. Then he whips out the iPhone and brings up the website.. I fell them...STAT.
I ordered a pair (Olive Green), and I wish they were here, in hand, RIGHT NOW.
Potential new favorite shoes (AFTER the Space Jams, of course).
I think the actual message behind the shoes is really noteworthy.
For every pair of shoes you buy, they give a pair to a needy child...