Friday, January 28, 2011

Lippies for me

I always envy mothers and daughters who goes shopping together, talk about make up and all that girlie stuff - I never had that. My mom's too much of a tom cat. Me, on the other hand is girlie as hell. HAHA I know right. Since young, make up to me is like the forbidden fruit. I'm always fascinated by the colors and how it can make your cheeks look so rosy with a brush. Makeup is really a very experimental thing for every girlie girl. At different stages of your life, you experiment different things. It took me 2 years to experiment mascara and eyeliner. And recently, I found the beauty in lippies!

I've outgrown lipbalms and glosses. I feel so grown up playing with different shades of lippies and it's always good to invest in a good lipstick. These days I even feel naked without it! ;D During the office sale, I got myself 3! (at dirrrrrrt cheap prices, of course)

This new year, I'm going to stock up on more lippies!

Sunday, January 16, 2011

the littlest things

We want a lot of things. Ok let me narrow this down. We want or expect a lot from our partners. Especially from the one you have (in my case, crazy) thoughts walking down the aisle with. We really expect a lot. (quit saying no, it's the truth and you know it)

The media has changed our mindsets over time with advertisements, movies, prints and music. We start to emote, worry, sulk, frustrate over things that we can't have. We began to wonder why can that lead actress end up with a prince and I can't? I want that happy ending too. But can I? So you start wishing and your wish list gets too damn fuckin' long.

What do you expect from your man? The 5Cs? That expensive car? The kind that jumps infront of a train for you? Take a bullet for you? What do you expect from your man?

I used to expect a lot from my man because I thought I was in the position to demand. But when life takes place and things happen, you gradually demand less and modify your list.

Couple hours ago I sat down and I thought about what I really want in my man. It used to be a long list but now it has come to wanting a man who's responsible for his own life, includes me in his plans, hold basic conversations with me everyday, make time for me when he can and most importantly place me close to his heart.

Now, realistically go think about what you expect from your partner. If the first thing that comes to your mind is - he/she must earn twice as much as you then you really haven't seen the worst or you haven't really love.

Good night, y'all. Have a great week ahead!

Saturday, January 8, 2011

100th Post - Find a muse

I am going to dedicate my 100th post to a recent muse I found - Lykke Li.

I'm very drawn to whispery, echo-y voices, especially those very difficult to copy. Lykke Li is one of a kind. And I've to admit, I love "powdered sugar pop". She first caught my attention when I first heard - I'm good I'm gone.

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Lykke Li's a young Swedish singer. She's quite a nomad. The family moved to Stockholm when Li was a toddler and later moved to a mountaintop in Portugal when Zachrisson was six, where they lived for five years; the family also spent time in Lisbon and Morocco and spent winters in Nepal and India.She moved to the neighborhood of Bushwick, Brooklyn in New York for three months when she was 19. She returned when she was 21 to record her album.

I find her tunes mostly speak about her broken yet prideful heart. Sometimes she sings about sweet revenge but deep down she's yearns to be love. She's into live music, good acoustic, confined spaces.. I like her.

Another fav track by Lykke Li - Everybody but me:

Do check her out on youtube!

Happy weekend, everyone.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Happy New Year

Happy New Year.

(I still) Don't really quite know what to say (my 2010 entry still stuck in my drafts folder) but every part of me just want to say "Thank you" to those who didn't give up on me half way. Your support (in any kind) is so greatly appreciated.

To those who saw me cry during my hardest times in 2010,
To those who laughed with me during my happiest times in 2010,
To those who are always there,

Thank you very much.

PS: this is not an excuse to not finish my 2010 entry. I will, I guess? Just not sure when. 2010 was a tough year.