LEO WITH CANCER

EVEN IF YOU WERE A TWIN I WOULD STILL CHOOSE YOU

Image Slider

4/27/16

On Smelling Yummy...


One of my internet friends on the ListApp asked me what my favorite perfumes are. She thought I might be up on my boutique perfume game. (blush) Does urban outfitters count as boutique? What about Sephora? TBH like my taste in books, TV shows and nourishment I lean towards the sweeter stuff. The category known as gourmand, which was introduced in the 90s with Theiry Mugler's Angel. Noted for it's "edible or dessert-like" fragrance. I want to smell like a confection. Like someone baked me for a special occasion.  These sweet fragrance were basically introduced in the 90s. Child of the 90s that I am, I am bout it bout it. Hubs loves it too. Strangers stop me to smell me and tell me I smell good. I choose to take this as a compliment and not something creepy. I would like to be told I smell yummy. If I could just dip myself in chocolate I probably would.

Alas, I workout too much for that. So behold, my favorite fragrances.

Pistachio Brulee by Gourmand EDP 
The clear front runner right now in my perfume arsenal. OMG this stuff is so sweet and yummy. Like pistachio ice cream (my favorite) or marzipan princess cake. Somehow, despite it's nutty herbal sweetness it still manages to be light and airy, like the kind of dessert you could eat a whole bowl of.

Citrusy sweet and effervescent, like a mimosa. There's a tingle at the beginning but it fades away to fresh squeezed OJ.

Like warm skin soaked in banana boat and salt water with a hint of melted Popsicle. With a little bit of sweat but like, the kind you sweat when you've eaten nothing but watermelon.

A true vanilla this is not- heavy on that creme brûlée or vanilla pudding. Cooked vanilla and whipped cream and burnt sugar.



4/26/16

Invest in Grown Up Clothes







I am 32. Sometimes I forget that and I have to do the math in my head. Sometimes I say I'm older because I'm bad at math (or because sometimes I feel like I am 1,000 years old in my bones) but really I am 32. I don't know what this means anymore. Being 32 in the super high-tech world of skincare and make-up and botox and fillers and filters is as amorphous and undefined as any concept I've ever tried to wrap my head around. I can compare myself to celebrities who are 32 (but why would I want to?) or I could look at my friends who's ages I constantly get wrong. I often say, without any intention at humor, that we are probably the last generation who is visibly going to age at all. People laugh.

Then I see an 18 year old who looks like me, and I think - does she look old? Do I look young? Does it even matter? Ahhhhh.

Here's what I do know. I know now how to treat my skin and hair and body in such a way that I look better than I ever have. Or at least I like the way I look better. What's the difference? Does it even matter? Who cares?

Basically I don't know anything anymore and sometimes churning out content for this blog feels like the punishments of the god's for betraying them in ancient rome. Sometimes I just want to write: here are some pictures of me where I look pretty. Don't I? Tell me I do. Please?

Here's what I did/put on myself to make this appear in front of you. If you like it you should do it, too. If not, no pressure. You do you.

I'm not sure there is something new and revolutionary that I need to share with you everyday. These pants are from my last purge at my favorite vintage store. I walked in with a huge bag of stuff that I knew was good but never wear. I let it go. I got these amazing AG legging jean things as a trade. It felt great to shed that extra weight. I've had this silk shirt from Everlane for several years. I saw Sincerely Jules wear it and needed to have it. It doesn't look the same on me, but it's soft like butter on my skin. This is my Zara leather jacket that I basically wear all the time. I'm wearing that Armani foundation I gushed about. I should link to all the places I wrote about this stuff already but that feels like a lot of work. The sunglasses are from my endless supply at Shop Ditto. I bought this Rebecca Minkoff purse for my wedding. I tried to sell it once and was shocked by how little they were willing to give me for it. I'm so glad I kept it. There was a spread in this month's Glamour on frameless glasses and I thought why not, and swapped for them. Every single thing I put on my body has a story, and all of it is in this blog. I'm basically just stream of conscious typing right now. Please stop reading this. It's a lot of work to come up with exciting things to write about everyday, especially when I'm not even sure anybody reads it. I hope they do.

I hope that if you'd made it this far then my apathy is a lesson. Here are the lessons: we only get better with age (and by better I mean we like ourself better and who gives an eff what anybody else thinks?) I also hope you take away that silk feels amazing on your skin (in both fabric and foundation form) and that trendy things like frameless glasses should be rented and not bought.

See you tomorrow.
xo
Dena

A Brief (Fictional) History of the Bomber Jacket



A very famous pair of BFF models are laying by the pool in minimalist, black, strappy/wrap around bikinis with lots of cut outs. The brunette turns to the blonde. "I am feeling like so fat right now, I had 4 organic fair trade 70% cacao espresso beans and a whole Cashew Mylk. I need to get my sweat on right now."

"But, wait!" the blonde one exclaims, "There is still some prime belly tanning time, if we workout out our navels might not be the perfect toasted shade of caramel. What do we do?" <> "I know!" the lithesome brunette squeals - "Let's just wear sports bras and our leggings to the gym! That will be so green of us since it will be less laundry for the maid to wash!"

"You're a genius!" says the blonde.

So off they go to change from the tiny scraps of nylon into other, slightly larger scraps of nylon. "I just checked my phone and it's supposed to dip down to 69 degrees in LA tonight! I am going to freeze, after bootcamp." says the brunette. "Don't worry!" the blonde exclaims, "I have so many adorable cropped jackets to choose from."

And so they ravaged the closet. The leather moto was cropped and bulky, but didn't seem "sporty" enough. The denim jacket felt too 80s. Suddenly, while staring at her drawer full of chokers, the brunette had an epiphany. "What was that cool, kind of puffy jacket they wore a lot in the 90s? The one in all the hip hop songs, but not the tracksuits. The vaguely, militaristic ones?"

"Oh, the bomber. I remember those! I think they were called that because "bombing" referred to graffiti art and I studied up on my 90s history in order to be cool and dance well to rap music." sayeth the blonde.

And so each one found their own, slightly puffy, cropped and shiny bomber jacket. It worked perfectly with their leggings and sports bras - lending that "edgy, urban, model off duty" gestalt that they were craving and still allowing their toned midsections to constantly be pumping mood improving vitamin D into their blood streams.

The End.









Everlane Bomber Jacket (other options: Topshop | Urban Outfitters) | Nike Pro Classic Sports Bra + Gym Club Workout Bag | Retro Super Future Shades | Onzie Mesh Moto Leggings
4/24/16

Etude House Eyebrow Peel Off Tint


THE FINAL PRODUCT - ALL PEELED OFF 

Peel Off Eyebrow Tint is just another example of all things cool and functional coming from Korea and landing on our shores in a wave of awesome, fun-to-use, life-altering beauty loot. This time it's in the form of a weird sticky gel that you apply for 2 hours and then peel off - leaving behind plump, filled in brows that look surprisingly buffed up and luscious and last through several aggressive face washes!

Add this onto the list of peel-off things that bring me joy (Pore shrinking mask, Plumping/anti-aging mask, Peel off Lip Tint) and please enjoy the video below where I put them all on at once (plus a deep toning conditioner and my favorite faux tanner...)

After about two hours of putting stuff on and peeling it off (even a shower somewhere in there) I emerged looking plumped, pinked and polished... And it lasted even after I double cleansed with an oil cleansing balm and a sonic brush.

If thick, luscious brows are a goal, and the sweaty summer is freaking you out - I definitely recommend this heavy duty tint that promises to hold up to sunscreen, sweat and other beastly summer things. No makeup makeup. 



STEP 1: Deep conditioning hair , skin-purifying mask, and lip tinting.

STEP 2: Modeling, moisturizing and plumpling, brow tinting, and faux tanning.

STEP 3: Finished product.

And here's the superfast video!


And here's just the brow tint if you want to know about that in more detail :)



Custom Post Signature

Custom Post  Signature