When I grow up I want to be Scandinavian, is that too much to ask for? If you check out who I follow on Blogger it seems like I am stalking Scandinavian’s left and right. I am even enamored with those of Scandinavian descent such as the effortlessly beautiful and talented Jenny Gordy of Wikstenmade. There’s a creativity that is marked by an ability to edit and restrain, so only the most subtle and beautiful is manifested in the final product. I come from a long line of maximalist so it seems only right that I should turn up my nose to the more is more adage and long for less (it’s what most kids do try something different form their kin). I think of collections as a sort of maximalism that I don’t partake in but when you see them laid out like the images above by Kontur Kontur you can’t help but eschew any notions of max or mini and just embrace the pretty. Sigh.
It’s been a sad time in the world and I hope that instead of bringing on a collective depression it brings about great change and rallies people to feel more proactive. Every person has the ability to make a difference.
The Fancy told me Saturday that Knut the famed Berlin Zoo polar bear that I had featured on my Blahg + blog more times than I can remember passed away. I had one of those heart sinking feelings and almost got pulled down a hole of despair when I decided that now is not the time to feel sorry for myself and what I can’t do for baby polar bears and nations affected by disasters but what I can do. I can make sure that I am thankful for what I have (love, a roof over my head, running water, food) and I can make sure that the ones I love know that I do. I hope on this Monday that you make it a point to share your love with someone, it can be as easy as a smile, a sincere thank you or just a hug, it is what we all have to give and how we can band together when it seems like everything else is out of our control. So with that I bid you a fine Monday and if no one else tells you today, know that I think you are amazing, special, creative, smart, funny, beautiful and I love and appreciate you.
My name is Miss B. and I am a junkie. A beauty junkie that is. I can’t help it, I am on the endless search for complexion perfection. It is an on-going journey and one I shall never cease to be captivated by. My latest obsession is Laura Mercier’s mineral make-up kit from Sephora. I don’t think you can get it anywhere else and the price is right. You get brushes, primer, concealer, foundation and ‘Stardust’ (yes, it is as magical as it sounds). The kit helps you achieve a dewy, luminous complexion, something that evaded me in my 20’s and is now all mine in my advanced years. A little goes a long way, so if you are into amortizing your purchases like I am (it’s easier to justify) than this really is mere pennies per use. If you need concealer like it’s an extension of your being than you must try Laura Mercier’s concealers. They are light and airy and camouflage like nobody’s business. Okay, I shall stop being a pusher and just go back into my beauty junkie hovel.
The Fancy and I watch documentaries often. I have been meaning for a long while to write down a list of my favorites because I am hoping that you watch a couple that then become your favorites too. On Saturday, I did something very indulgent for me, I watched a documentary during the day–gasp. I never do anything so lax. My days are always planned to the ‘nth second, so to get up and decide to do nothing is quite unlike me. I chose to watch A Man Named Pearl, oh I am so glad that I did. For those that feel they are too old, that they have no idea what they want to do when they ‘grow up’, are stuck in dead end jobs, please watch this documentary. Pearl found his passion and then the accolades and opportunities followed. This man worked 12 hours a day at a job for 36 years and still came home every night and worked on his passion (garden) from 6 p.m. to 1a.m. in the morning! Don’t you want to feel that in life? A drive so irresistible that you can’t wait to partake? What was his wife’s take on this? She said, ‘If Pearl is happy, I am happy.” I couldn’t be more enamored with this film.
If I have one regret in life, it just may be that I did not name my blog I (heart) odd-toed ungulates like artist Natalya Zahn has gone and done. Who knows how the Google search wizards work that they should point me in the direction to click on Natalya’s fabulously dubbed blog, but they did and I am happy to be able to use odd-toed ungulates multiple times in a post. Thank you Natalya.