Monday, November 17, 2014

What Your Favorite Mac Lipstick Says About You


7 Mac lipstick classics and their alter egos

Alright ladies, listen closely. There are two types of women in this world. Those who wear lipstick and those who do not.

I highly recommended the first of the two. I’m not even a makeup whore but I can get down with some lipstick. With names like: Pink Plaid, Up the Amp, Rebel, Lady Danger, Velvet Teddy and Snob, the appeal factor goes without saying. Obvs.

(Side note: Whoever is granted the outright honor and thrill of naming the so-called fun tubes, can I just say, serious job envy!)

Say what you want about Mac, but you simply can’t argue. They know what they are doing when it comes to the pout.

I personally, own well over fifteen and my collection just keeps growing for no valid reason. None at all. Aside from it being my favorite thing to blow money on while I heedfully watch my collection grow with pride. It’s a sickness, I know.

For a reason unbeknownst to me, there is something so ridiculously confidence boosting about swiping a bold color on your kisser and instantly feeling like a different person, or at least a sassier version of yourself.

What I have come to realize is that by choosing which lip color I’m going to wear for the day/night, I’m also concurrently choosing my personality. Down to the name, Mac lipsticks have a mind of their own. They have a magical way of transforming me into a confident flirt, a sun kissed goddess or a modern day Marilyn (if only). 

Lipstick should be embraced and honored by all. Like a good push up bra or a killer yoga pant, they do wonders in the confidence department.

There’s a reason Elizabeth Taylor was quoted saying, “Pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick and pull yourself together.” Solid advice from a classy lady.

Accordingly, here are 7 of the cult favorites and their alter egos.

1.     Russian Red: “B*tch in charge.” AKA BIC
There’s just something about the assurance of wearing the color red that is unrivaled. Basically the Regina George of your friends, rocking red lips in general is bossy and means business.

I hold a very firm belief that red lipstick can cure any bad mood. I’ve been plenty guilty of being a grump and a half but once I put on that fire engine hue, its game over. I’m on fi-ya and I know it.

Scenario: Red lipped beauty walks up to the bar and comes back with four free drinks for her posse. Boom. Don’t hate the girl hate the lipstick.

2.     Blankety: “I’m that natural beauty your mama warned you about.”
Girls who rock this lip shade are maybe the most dangerous of the bunch. They fly solo and don’t need an army of birds to get through life.

She is fiercely independent, knows what she wants and is completely okay with not standing out in a crowd because she is that confident of just how pretty she is. Think Angelina Jolie, that b*tch is literally perfect.

3.     Candy Yum-Yum- “I’m kind of a big deal.”
The name alone could be mistaken for a stripper, which says it all. She is an attention whore and not shy about it.

Nothing really intimidates her except for another boss b*tch femme, which she strongly believes are far and few between. To her, everyone is just basic. On the rare occasion, she gives credit where credit is due and takes zero bullshit.

The woman who walks into a room wearing this neon hue earns immediate respect while simultaneously turning heads. She most definitely gets gossiped about, but mostly by some jealous broads who know they aren’t ever gonna be as bad.

4    Girl About Town- “We’re getting drunk tonight!”
Think Beyonce as Sasha Fierce. It’s ladies night and time to get her game face on. If this lipstick was a song it would most def be “All the Single Ladies.”

Something about this shade awakens the diva within. She could literally go out and tear up the d floor when just yesterday she swore to everyone at the bar she’s “just not a dancer.”

The ultimate party girl and everyone’s favorite alcohol pusher, she might be the most fun of them all. She’s not afraid to have a dance battle while doub fisting two Jameson Gingers.

Assuredly, we all have that one friend who came to mind. And if you don’t, then you most definitely are her.

     Please Me- “I get what I want.”
     The name says it all. For lack of a better analogy, this girl isn’t afraid to step on a hoes toes. She lives for getting her way and is damn near good at it. People can’t quite figure it out and all the more power to her.

She’s pretty, witty and is the ultimate girl’s girl. Her fellow lady gang looks to her for the answers to everything. She’s got a way about her.

     Darkside- “Don’t talk to me.”
This is the be-all end-all lip shade. She really doesn’t give a flying f. She could care less if someone talks to her doesn’t talk to her or falls on their ass from staring so hard.

There’s something so IDGAF about wearing this color out on the town. It’s def not the lip one would wear to “meet the parents.” That might be what’s so badass about it.

7.     Vegas Volt- “I’ve got my flirt face on.”
In a nutshell, Vegas Volt equals I have my sh*t together.

For the mornings where you wake up late as hell and you are seriously struggling to get your life in order. Once you swipe on this color, you suddenly look like you got nine hours of beauty sleep and powered through hot yoga at 6am.

Side Note: This is easily the most flattering lip shade for every girl, skin color, lip pout, you name it. This shade is killer in the summer paired with a tan and the fact that it is universally flattering is bomb diggity. You literally could have lips as thin as Justin Beiber’s bicep, and once you apply this bad boy- Vavoom! The pout is so real and so are all the boys at the yard.

Does every girl wear Mac lipstick? Probably not, but they should. 

And for the days when you really don’t feel like getting ready, and lipstick sounds like a chore, go bare with it.

Embrace your natural beauty. Work that up-do. When it really comes down to it, sweatpants, hair tied, chillin with no make-up on, that’s when you’re the prettiest. I hope that you don’t take it wrong.

Cause in the end Drake’s opinion is the only one that really matters.


Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Why the Hashtag #wifeymaterial Needs to Die

I swear to G-O-D if another female on my Instagram feed posts a food photo of a meal she so proudly whipped up and decided to annoyingly photograph, while hashtagging “wifeymaterial” as the caption, I’m going to projectile vomit on my phone.

Not only is it completely unnecessary, it’s downright desperate. It’s thirsty. (Are people still saying that?) I’m so over it. What are you trying to do? First and foremost the term “wifey material” is completely offensive to the female species.

To be modern is to change with the times. Gone are the days of women bred to stay at home, raise children, cook, clean and take care of their husbands all while looking perfect too. (Although, Lucy Ricardo did this flawlessly).

Stay at home dads are a thing nowadays and quite frankly, I love it. We have got to stop with this gender roles thing. If you happen to be a stay at home mom, do not be offended. It's absolutely something to be proud of. Being a mom is one of the hardest and most rewarding jobs on the planet. Don't get it twisted. However, a man can and should cook for his woman too. 


All I’m saying is relationships should be equal. You know, 50/50. And if you happen to be one of the lucky few that snag a man who can cook, hold onto him and never let go. These are best kind of men in the world. Can I get an amen?

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Eyebrows= Game Changer




I want you to do me a little favor. Walk yourself to the nearest restroom and face the mirror head on. Take a nice long gander at your face paying close attention to dem brows. If you see a shape resembling anything that may be mistaken for miniature sperm, please seek brow help immediately.

This is not okay. It’s downright disrespectful to be exact. I’m about to let you in on a little secret. Eyebrows are everything. They are life, love and the pursuit of all things beautiful. If you don’t believe me you can continue on going about your day with the Nike logo hanging out above your eyes, attracting all kinds of wrong attention and bad glances.

You are not alone in your bad having brows. We’ve all been there. I recently discovered the beauty of a little place called Damone Roberts in Beverly Hills and now my life is a little bit more fabulous. This gem of a place takes their craft serious. $50- some odd dollars a pop, serious. However, they do the damn thing and they do it well.

Alas, if you live outside of LA my best piece of advice is this: Don’t touch your eyebrows. Throw away your tweezer. No I’m not kidding. Bushy brows are the shit. And once those beauties grow out, just worry about ridding yourself of the uni (brow) and you’re good as gold.

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Thursday, October 9, 2014

Five Reasons to Celebrate Lyfe



1.     You exist.
The sole fact alone is a reason to be happy. And not just pretend happy but really fucking thrilled.

You have a life and you’re living it. It’s a luxury denied to many and the fact that you get to experience it, live it and ride the roller coaster as they say, is a reason to pop champagne. Or your booty, or both. Your choice, no judging here.

2.     You’re cute.
Admit it. You’ve looked in the mirror, on occasion, and thought to yourself; damn I look really fucking good today! And it has given you a reason to smile. A reason to be happy that you’re alive and breathing.

Zero in on the little details about yourself that you should really be quite thankful for: i.e, your cute toes (they are far and few between), your thick eyebrows (swoon), your freckles (adorbs), perfectly proportionate nose (rare), voluptuous boobies or lack thereof. In which case you get to prance around braless on the daily which is oh so brag worthy in itself. Whatever it is, OWN IT.

We all deep down know our physical assets that make us feel good about ourselves and for some reason, someone down the road called it arrogance or whatever and now we’re ashamed for being proud of what our momma gave us? I think we should celebrate it. Forever and always.

Now go on and shake it, like a red nose. What?

3.     Dogs.
I’m convinced that dogs were put on this earth to brighten up days. To cheer us up, to remind us to love and to show us that conversations with humans are overrated.

Just kidding, but really. I know I’m not alone in feeling that dogs bring the most insane amount of happiness to not only their owners slash families but even random strangers. My mood can go from hating my day to absolute gratitude from simply petting a four-legged nugget.

Dogs are the bees knees and if you don’t like dogs well, I suggest you change that.

4.     You’re twenty-something.  
“Your 20’s are your selfish years. It’s a decade to immerse yourself in every single thing possible. Be selfish with your time, and all the aspects of you. Tinker with shit, travel, explore, love a lot, love a little and never touch the ground.”

I couldn’t have said it better myself. Being twenty something means being young, wild and free. It’s a time to be lived, explored and figured out along the way. It’s about fucking up but never giving up. It’s not for sitting around and contemplating why you aren't married and knocked up. It’s not a time to get all emo and hard on yourself about why you’re not twenty-five sittin on twenty-five mil.

Okay, one too many Wiz Khalifa song quotes already, I’ll stop.

5.     Sunsets.
So sunsets are everything dot com. This is fact, which explains why every single human I know, from the age of nine to ninety-nine have most definitely taken, posted, or pridefully shown me from their smart phone a picture of a breathtaking sunset.

Doesn’t matter if you live near the beach, or in the middle of nowhere. They are right there out in the open, ready for you to ooh and awe at its beauty. Sunsets are the most gorgeous free form of awe-inspiring nature art. It’s something we should all have a little more appreciation for.

After all, it’s the little things. Amirite?