Smashy, Smashy

Today did not start well. I overslept, I spilled my favourite hair oil all over the bathroom counter, and I dropped my favourite lip gloss down the drain (how disgusting is that?). I was pretty scowly when I (finally) arrived at work. To quote the hilarious Ms. Jennifer Lawrence, I was thinking a word that “starts with f.” (, turn the volume down if you’re at work.) Anyway, rather than give into the blues and eating my feelings (which is how I normally deal with the crabbies, or the sads, or the happies…) I thought I’d write a blog post because that’s something that always perks me up.

So, without further whingeing, today’s product is Smashbox’s Layer Lash Primer. This little beaut was recommended to me by my best gal pal, and am I ever grateful!


I sweep one layer of this on my lashes, which it turns white, and apply my undereye brightener while it dries. I finish with a swipe of mascara and, voila, lashes out to here! This is one item I will definitely be repurchasing when I run out, though I’ve had my tube since the end of September and it’s still going strong. The $18 price tag is a little daunting but, trust me my pets, it is worth every precious penny!

Do you use a lash primer?


Commit Me

I like shopping, you know, the way I like breathing. It’s one of my favourite activities. I like it the way I liked the New Kids on the Block when I was 10 – I went to sleep cuddling my stereo while the boys crooned to me. I like it. A lot.

Here are some of the things I like about it:

1. I have this incredible ability to tune out everything that’s going on around me and browse until I find things that I love. It’s relaxing.

2. I honestly think that when I grab the handles of a carrier bag full of new stuff my brain drowns in a wave of endorphins.

3. I like pretty new things.

4. Shopping makes for great people watching.

5. I love, love, love hanging up new clothes in my closet.

I’ve committed to a shopping ban for the entire month of January. I have to follow through because I’ve said that I’m doing this outloud – to people. I’ve also committed to an alcohol free month. January is going to be so great.

Prepare for some grumpy posts dear readers.

Deal Breakers

I’m a seasoned dater. As a single, 30-something gal I’ve had my fair share of romances, long and short. It’s taken a long time (and a lot of failed relationships) but I’ve got myself a pretty solid list of deal breakers.

In a (very) specific order:

1. Displays of temper (will.not.tolerate.);

2. Early risers;

3. Cat-haters;

4. Neat freaks;

5. Ignorance;

6. Taking more time to get ready than I do;

7. Listening to bad music.

There are many more, but I don’t have days for this post!

What are some of your deal breakers? Bad breath? Showering too little? Eating all of the cheese? Share!

Crimes Against Fashion
There are a lot of fashion criminals out there. We see them every day. You know who they are.
Here are some of the crimes that top my list:
1. Crocs – The only place crocs are acceptable is in the garden, and even then, flip flops work just as well.
2. Scrunchies –  Some people just refuse to leave these ugly hair pieces in the 80s where they belong.
3. Pajama bottoms worn as pants – I see this a lot. The offenders come in all ages and sizes. It takes about 10 seconds to pull on a pair of jeans, and it’s worth investing the effort.
4. White socks with black shoes – This one kind of cracks me up. White socks shine out like a beacon of fashion ineptitude from the background of the black shoe.
5. Jeans two sizes too small that create a muffin top – Clothes that fit properly always flatter.
What do you think are some of the worst fashion offences?