My ADHD won out. I have a new project... I bought a sewing machine! I will probably end up posting the learning process.
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Reviews, Swatches and the Occasional Thought
My ADHD won out. I have a new project... I bought a sewing machine! I will probably end up posting the learning process.
| Meet Gertrude! |
I was flipping through old posts and two thoughts occurred to me. My first thought was, “Good lord, I was truly horrible at this.” There isn’t much to add to that.
The second thought was more of a feeling, the warmth of nostalgia that washed over me. Were my subscription boxes great? I would have to objectively say no. Now that I know what I want and need, there is little value to a handful of random, sometimes full sized products.
But it’s akin to looking back to a middle school project or maybe a yearbook. Old friends I no longer speak to, some people I mistook for friends, a little trauma and embarrassment. But at the core there is just this appreciation for a simpler life where we weren’t afraid to sit next to each other and there was no concern with how much face would come off on my mask. My inner consumer is starting to get pretty loud in my ear and it is just screaming “CHRISTMAS!!! It’s almost CHRISTMAS!!”
Time to walk back into work with this thing on my face that I cannot determine if it is smile, grimace, or a facial cringe.
I've been gone longer than I anticipated. My computer is currently in my mother-in-law's room so I really don't have access to it like I used to. A lot has happened this year: we moved to a house, we renovated the house to make it livable, we lived on someone couch for a month during some of those renovations and on the set of The Money Pit for the rest of the renovations, we saw the onset of the zombie invasion followed by the real life version of VEEP that somehow morphed into Watchmen, and started building an entire back wing onto the house because my husband and mother-in-law were unfulfilled with the lack of construction noise during the quiet months.
In unboxing news: I cancelled Sephora Play because I finally reached the breaking point with their lack of effort in any of their boxes. It is telling when I start to enjoy the 50¢ perfume samples over the actual makeup and skincare samples. What's cute is my "Take that, Sephora!" moment didn't last because they discontinued the subscription the following month.
I didn't renew my Birchbox subscription in April because I just couldn't justify spending $15 a month on a gamble that I might receive one decently sized sample. Well, that and I was very frustrated after 3 years of a subscription service not recognizing that people do come in different races, and not all black people are light skinned, half black people that you would be led to believe if your only encounter with them was via television ads and the token black friend on a sitcom. I'm looking at you, any of the Smollet children.
I grudgingly let my basic Ipsy subscription lapse in May. Not because I dislike the service or because the price increased to $12 but because I'm just awash with sample sized skincare and I have more makeup than I know what to do with.
I'm also a hypocrite and I subscribed to Ipsy Plus for $25 a month. I enjoy the service but this may have to lapse as well since 1) I don't post anywhere as frequently as I should and 2) I'm still woefully overstocked with skincare and makeup.
I also signed up for FabFitFun but hear me out! I needed a purse and that was the most cost efficient way to get one. Well, I did sign up the season before that because I really wanted the super cute ballet slipper pin and white vase that I ended up not receiving in my box, but that's a story for another time (or not). I don't intend to keep up with FabFitFun though just because it's costly and I'm just accruing stuff without much space to put it. Also, they seem to be lacking the "Fit" aspect lately.
Finally, I signed up for Weight Watchers. What does that have to do with anything on this blog? Absolutely nothing. I've been increasingly unhappy with how I look and feel and one day I was sitting on my bed, accidentally looked at the body length mirror facing me, and I looked like the Venus of Willendorf. That was a deal breaker for me.
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I can't promise I will be more active since again, this is my mother-in-law's bedroom. It's like being 12 all over again with the one computer, hooked up with 28.8 kbps dial up, is in the corner of my mother's bedroom and I had to find select times to browse... gifs or poorly designed websites (because that's all that existed back then) without judgement. I do pop up more frequently on Instagram though, which isn't saying much.
All in all I just wanted to bounce through and let you know I'm alive and well. I'm going to Venus my way to some more tea and a good doomsday book now. Enjoy!
| L to R in indirect natural light: Stila Eyeliner, Tarte Foundcealer in 42N |