Tag Archives: beauty

Because, hair

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I have been working in Carefree, Arizona  (just outside of Scottsdale) for the past three days.

I knew Arizona would be hot in June, but we have been experiencing record-breaking temps — 115 degree days and ‘cooler’ evenings that barely reach 90.

But that old adage about it being a ‘dry heat’ is true…

My hair has looked fabulous.

#nohumidity #nofrizz

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Pasta flat iron

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As a fettuccine head who works hard every day to be more spaghettoni,  this packaging speaks to me.

I am also hungry.

Holiday glitz

An instagram account has got me thinking about holiday decorating.

The Gay Beards are all about men’s grooming…specifically,  really creative ways to fancy up facial hair.

But their glitter beards?

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They just make me want to decorate a Christmas tree completely covered in glitter.

Their tutorial video suggests using beard oil to make the glitter stick.

Hmmm…tree sap,  maybe?

Hairy situation

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All the long beards I have seen of late?

They’ve got nothing on this guy.

And he’s from way back when. (And spends his time now in a steakhouse…where real men go to die).

Oh, my aching neck

Really big necklaces.

Like…HUGE.

big disc necklaceI see them everywhere on the subway these days.

Women are wearing them with the expected dresses and business suits, but also with casual tees and jeans.

I mentioned they are HUGE, right?

Some I like. Most not so much.

But I have noticed one very strange phenomena — and I admit, I am generalizing, but have seen enough to claim a trend — many of the women who favor these really big (HUGE) necklaces seem to think wearing them diverts attention from the rest of their person.

So, no need to do their hair. Or put on even the tiniest bit of makeup. Just don the really big necklace, and it will do the heavy lifting for their ensemble.

Or, I guess in this case, the heavy pulling down of their neck toward the ground.

Not working.

Things that make you go ugh

Women were just set back 100 years.

Ack.

Vintage softness

handsEvery time I shake someone’s hand, people comment on how soft my hands are.

If only one person said it, I would shrug it off. But it’s become a thing.

What makes it especially weird is that I hate hand lotion. Never use it. And I’m not doing anything to pamper them.

So what gives?

Well, I started paying attention of late, and have decided that the one substance that comes in contact with my hands several times a day may be the reason:

dawn ducks Dawn dishwashing liquid

I wash my hands so many times a day because I’m feeding the dog and medicating the dog and cleaning up after his various and sundry bodily functions.

It’s like a TV commercial from the 50’s.

But then again, they are that soft.