I used to have a serious lip balm habit. I had to have lip balm in my purse at all times. I also had a couple of sticks around my apartment, and I would have a minor panic attack if there wasn't a Chapstick in arm's reach. For someone like me whose lip "dryness" doesn't arise from any actual medical condition or symptom, I realized lip balm was unnecessary. Here are some recommendations for cutting out lip balm, and simplifying this one tiny aspect of life…
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I don't wear makeup. While I'm comfortable with my make-up-less face, the one small complaint that I do have about it is that I seem to have no eyebrows or eyelashes. This is one of the curses of the natural blonde. A few months before I got married, I decided that I wanted to have eyebrows in my wedding photos, and one of my friends told me that I HAD to get my eyebrows tinted. I initially laughed at the suggestion. I've never even dyed my hair, so it seemed like quite a big leap for me. But I decided to at least give it a shot.
I work at Vain, one of Seattle's most beloved salons. I have always wanted to color someone's pit hair. I have actually done it once, but It was a late night with too much wine and without the proper tools available. I asked my co-worker Rain if she would be down to let me dye her pit hair blue to match her hair color and she agreed, heartily. (OR should I say pitily.) We both knew that we were jumping into uncharted territory, but we felt that Vain was just the place to pioneer some pit color. Here is how it went…
Call me a prude, but I really can’t stand it when my bra strap starts to wander, letting the world know just what color and condition said bra is in. (Answer: generally not great.) In fact, it drives me nuts. I don’t want to have to constantly be adjusting and digging around. It’s just not… dignified.
Pennsylvania-bred and Brooklyn-based, Jordan makes clothing (for adults and kids) with geek-chic graphic designs. I'm cray-cray for these screen printed shirts and undies that, as Jordan puts it, "feature beautiful, hand-lettered quotes and insider nerdisms for those with discerning taste." Check out these tops and undies that feature quotes from Doctor Who, Game of Thrones, and Carl Sagan…
I haven't shaved or waxed my armpits in five years. And, until recently, I hadn't given it all that much conscious thought, beyond the dull general awareness that I feel about my pit hair when I'm in certain settings. Today I'm going to talk about armpit hair, and plunge into the realm of conscious choices.
Dear fashion industry,
I know you're shocked to receive a letter from me. According to you, plus size people like me don't even exist!
It recently occurred to me that I have a shit-load of skin creams, oils, washes, and various other gloops in my medicine cabinet. Like, way more than I should have. Some of them should be cycled out because I never use them, but I have surprisingly strong opinions about others of them. Like, it's just gloop. Why am I so obsessed with these gloops? I cannot tell you, but I figured that if I'm obsessed with my gloops, you might be obsessed with yours, and maybe we can discuss our gloops. Ready?