Konad Nail Design

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
1 stamp
1 scraper

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...

Konad Nail Art 
Get Dolled Up

misunderstanding

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!

GuesswhtitsRainin

Rainy days
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.
Chill mode.
butwhru???

a Different time..

 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.

The thought of Stinson

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.

Change

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..

ooo Girl

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?

Who knows...

Enjoy!