Blogging has been light around here lately because I’ve spent the past two weekends taking a Photoshop course, and it’s totally thrown me off my schedule. I’ve essentially been working 7 days a week for two weeks. The other night I went to bed at 7:00 and slept through to 7:00 the next morning. Hopefully, I will be back to my (ir)regularly scheduled programming around here. With better images!
I can’t even begin to tell you how sick and tired I am of seeing Gloria Allred and her Merry Band of Mistresses in the news.
In the latest installment, Alllred held a press conference (again) with Joslyn James (you know—the one with the bad wig), who had a three-year relationship with Tiger Woods because she’s upset she still hasn’t received an apology from him. An apology for not telling her she wasn’t the only mistress.
Really?? This is the same woman who started a website with the sole purpose of posting X-rated text messages from Tiger. (It’s interesting to me that she didn’t post her side of the conversation.) I don’t know about you, but I’d call it even now. Get over it. You screwed a married man. You get what you get.
Today’s press conference was more of the same—except this time James said she wanted to talk to Tiger’s wife “to set the record straight.” I can’t even begin to imagine how THAT conversation would go.
I’m not defending Tiger, I think he behaved like a spoiled, self-indulgent, entitled prick, but I’m not sure what these women expect when they fuck around with a married man. And a prominent one at that (really? You DIDN’T know he was married?).
And Gloria Allred should be ashamed of herself. Formerly an advocate for victims, the only thing she seems to be advocating is attention whoring. She’s better than this.
You’d never know it from the venomous tone in the item above, but I’ve started to read The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin.
If you aren’t familiar with this book, it’s sort of a 12 step program for happiness. Every month Rubin took small, concrete steps to be happier—get rid of clutter, be nicer to her husband, take time to be silly—in an effort to appreciate her life more.
I started to tackle the first step—reducing clutter. It’s a little overwhelming. If you don’t hear from me for a while, it’s quite possible I’ve been buried alive by all of the paperwork in our office.
This weekend I just discovered the joy that is ULTA.
I’ve been on their website before but it didn’t really move me the way Sephora’s site did. But this weekend I actually went INTO a store and Oh My Holy Hell! It’s like the best drugstore ever! On crack. How have I missed this?
Sephora is loaded with mostly high-end cosmetics and hair products—which is fine, I do plenty of damage there—but Ulta has a mix of department store cosmetics and hair products and drug store brands like L’Oreal and Maybelline. And the prices on some of their higher end products are less than I pay in a beauty supply store. The shampoo I use, for instance was about $5 a bottle cheaper.
I had to restrain myself from spending money I don’t have. I did walk out with two bottles of Opi Nail polish and my new favorite lipstick (as of yesterday) Benefit Cosmetics Silky Finish Lipstick in Skinny Dip (which is the perfect neutral with a hint of gloss).
Oh! And yesterday, when I went into the Starbucks NEXT to Utla (it was like heaven on earth—beauty AND caffeine. In one location.) I ran into Sawyer from Lost. Or Josh Holloway. He’s pretty stunning in person. I started to day dream about being stranded on a deserted island…oh wait. Never mind.