Saturday, August 18, 2012
saturday afternoon thoughts...
... i wish i could live in a world where i had a money tree and i could be a fashion blogger, doing diy's, not worrying about anything.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
OPI Dutch Treats Holland Collection
... i've never paid more than $3 for nail polish before. it is only recently that i considered buying the $9 OPI nail polish in Berry Daring, after a long and frustrating search for a cheap alternative. i went for a mani and pedi with a spa gift certificate (birthday present from my friend, silva) not too long ago and fell in love with the deep fuschia.
i managed to find a no name nail polish in the same shade for $1.50 in new york, which chipped the day after i put it on, which put a damper on my short lived excitement. the other day, i went to a health store to buy cranberry pills (which are great for preventing uti's) and realized that there was a newly opened outlet store with nail polishes and make up by NYX. "Kiss Me On My Tulips" caught my eye in this mini collection and for $15 with tax (which makes each bottle $3.75), i thought it was worth a try even with the tiny 3.75 ml bottles.
i'm starting to think that these small bottles are the way to go, since i don't usually end up finishing a normal sized bottle of nail polish. it was nice to pop the tiny bottle in my bag for a quick polish change on the go and the smaller brushes don't bother me. i've tried "Kiss Me On My Tulips" and "Red Lights Ahead... Where?" so far; they are both really opaque and bright. With two coats, they started to chip in about 3 days. To be honest, i'm not too fond of "I Have A Herring Problem". It's an odd bluish grey colour with sparkles, which i don't think will look with my skin tone. "Pedal Faster, Suzi" seems sheer, but i will only find out when i try it out.
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Alexis WIN
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Living a life of the mind turns you into a kite; you fly and fly while looking down, when the mundane and the everyday yanks you back violently and unexpectedly. So you bleed down, trickling slowly down the string to cover its hand in whatever it is that makes you fly. like thick blue ink that slowly coats and undoubtedly will stain.
A Map to the Door of No Return by Dionne Brand
"I took life
and I faced her and kissed her,
and then went through the tunnels of the mines
to see how other men live.
And when I came out, my hands stained with garbage and sadness
I held my hands up and showed them to the generals,
and said: "I am not a part of this crime."
... I had brought joy over to my side" (Brand 99).
"And to have "others" constantly remark on your presence as outside of itself. If to think is to exist, then we exist doubly. An ordinary conversation is never an ordinary conversation. One cannot say the simplest thing without doubling or being doubled for the image that emerged from the doorway" (Brand 50).
"Too much has been made of origins. And so if I reject this notion of origins I have also to reject its mirror, which is the sense of origins used by the powerless to contest power in a society. The overstrong arguments about "culture," which are made both by defenders of what is "Canadian" as well as defenders of what is labelled "immigrant." These are mirror/image-image/mirror of each other and are invariably conservative. Because they must draw very definite borders both to contain their constituencies as well as, in the case of the power, to aggressively exclude the other and, in the case of the powerless, to weakly do the same while waving a white flag to the powerful for inclusion" (Brand 69).
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