Summer Playlist 2013

Summer mixtape

It’s that time again, where I share a little bit of what’s been playing in my earbuds lately. When I was putting together this playlist, I was basically imagining I was the one in charge of the playlist at our local pool, and let me tell you, I got a little squirrelly with all the imaginary power! I am more than aware that my taste in music certainly isn’t what one would call “popular” (I hope you used air quotes while reading that sentence), but I sure do like it. So if you’re looking for a little infusion of indie rock, indie pop, electronic, and more Daft Punk than is probably legal (I may be a teeny bit obsessed with their new album), you’re in the right place.

Happy summer! Let’s boogie.

Summer Mix 2013 by Crazybananas on Grooveshark

P.S. Please note the Robert Delong song is NOT the edited version, so if you’re at work, keep those speakers low (and f’ing dance!)

That Red Lipstick

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A few years ago I decided I wanted to try wearing red lipstick. I don’t know why the urge to sport scarlet lips hit me right then, but it was love, I tell ya. I wanted so badly to be a girl that could pull off red lips. When I saw women wearing it, I was in awe. They seemed confident, smart and independent. They were sexy, sultry and gorgeous. They were what I wanted to be…or more accurately, they were how I wanted to be seen. I was a young, working mom, and I felt like a kindergartener in a class of high schoolers. I hoped red lipstick would be the ticket.

But oh, red lipstick and I, we’ve had a rocky road. My first attempt at red lips was documented here all those years ago, after my husband claimed I looked like the Joker from Batman. I put it to a poll on this here blog, and you all sweetly told me what was up. It didn’t look great. When I look back now, I cringe. The color was too dark and too blue for my complexion. I did, unfortunately, look a lot like that evildoer from Gotham City.

My red lipstick and I have come a long way since that fateful blog post. After other failed attempts at finding the right shade, I finally went to the cosmetics counter and begged for help. The ladies at MAC found a perfect shade, and we’ve been best friends ever since. They also introduced me to the secret of red lips…red lip liner. It keeps your shade in place and also keeps the red from bleeding outside of your lip lines. Basically it helps make you look like Marilyn Monroe instead of someone who just had a giant glass of cherry Kool-aide.

But here’s the thing about those red lips. Even after I was taught by the pros and was rocking the look on a semi-regular basis, it didn’t feel right. I was always worried I looked weird and out of place. Could everyone tell I was a phony? That I really couldn’t sport this daring look? Were they pointing and laughing behind my back?

My husband, the original red lip hater, didn’t help things much. Even with the right color he HATES my red lips. Every single time I wear it, he comments on how much he doesn’t like it. And while that can sound harsh, there is a really sweet reason behind it. He likes me the way I am. He doesn’t like me all made up and, in general, finds me much sexier with messy hair lounging in my sweat pants. Red lips are just not his jam. He thinks they cover up my natural beauty, and he will probably never like how they look on me. Same goes for anything gold, gaudy or glam.

So for a long while, every time I wore this particular look, the routine would go like this: I’d put on my red lipstick, he’d say he hated it, and then I’d head out for the night feeling insecure or crappy about how I looked. Let me point out, he never said that I looked bad or was ugly, just that he didn’t like the red lipstick, but in my head, that was converted to “You are the ugliest person alive!” Which, I mean, come on! So dumb.

Then, a few months ago, I was participating in an online course where one assignment was to email people that loved us with the question, “What is my superpower?” One of my best friends sent this back:

“Your superpower lies within your red lipstick which allows you to kick major ass!”

This simple, funny comment flipped a switch in my brain. My red lipstick was my superpower! It was my signature! And it didn’t matter if people liked it or not. Seriously, the fact that some people like it, while wonderful, isn’t the point either. I LIKE IT. I LOVE IT! So I will wear it, regardless.

Since then, I’ve worn my red lips to dinner parties, movie nights, conferences and most recently a photo shoot for Sweet Lemon Magazine. Honestly, I don’t wear it on date nights with the husband, but that’s more out of respect for his right to have an opinion. Plus, it’s a lot less work to wear sweats and messy hair, so if that’s what gets his engine going, it works for me!

The moral of this story? This very long, vapid story about lipstick? Be you. Wear what you like, not because people will love it and not because people could hate it. Wear it because it’s your superpower, and if I’ve learned anything, it’s the world could use a few more (confident) superheroes.

This post is part of the Love Yourself Linkup. Visit here to learn more and read some amazing posts from real, beautiful, smart women.

Big Plans

Peeking through fence holes, looking for treasures. #childhood #fmsphotoaday

Things I Plan to Do This Weekend:

1. Watch every episode of Scandal I can get my hands on. (I blame Michelle for this…)
2. Plant all the flowers that have been sitting in our sunroom waiting for Kansas to realize it’s spring already and quit snowing.
3. Attempt to potty train one very surly little boy who hates everything about the potty except the M&Ms he gets when he accidentally goes in it (seriously, every successful attempt has been an accident).
4. Search for treasures and fairy lands through holes in the fence.
5. Soak up all the vitamin D I can…you never know when that damn snow is going to come back to visit.

Hope your plans are equally fantastic!

Matching sunnies. #sorrynotsorry #amazing

Take your daughter to work (because you forgot your laptop power cord and had to pick it up) day! #kc #rivermarket

P.S. I also plan to eat an entire jar of Trader Joe’s cookie butter because, well, just because.

P.P.S. Don’t forget about the HappyBottoms fundraiser!

Playing Hooky

Lu and I went ice skating!

If you’ve met me in real life, you probably already know this, but I’m a total rule follower. It doesn’t bode well for my creative side, but it’s true. For the most part, although I wish I was Angela Chase from My So Called Life, let’s face it, I’m really Sharon. Yes, Sharon. The horrible ex-best friend of Angela who follows all the rules and doesn’t understand Angela’s disobedient streak. Ugh, that’s almost worse than admitting of all the characters on Friends, I most identify with Monica. In fact, the husband used to call me Monica when we were dating. Super uptight and extremely nerdy…that’s my M.O.

A fancy tea party hosted by Miss Lu.

Buddies :) @mikaylastover

But right now I’m fighting ever rule follower bone in my body and I’m staying an extra day in my hometown instead of heading back to the big city for a regular Monday. Yes, Lu has school. Yes, I should probably be working. But instead I’m going to spend my Monday looking for cool rocks on the farm and playing on the swingset. We are camping out in our hometown, and I couldn’t be happier. So I’m calling us all in sick today. The flu is going around you know…we probably have it (knock on wood). My cure is going to be a few more hours teaching my girl how to ice skate at the rink where her father and I met, sledding down hills in a plastic swimming pool, attending very formal tea parties in the living room, eating way too much homemade fried chicken and taking 2.3 naps per day. The real world will still be there on Tuesday, right?

Farm sledding hill... #tractor #kansas

Right.

High Maintenance

So, packing for Alt Summit can be a bit daunting (sidenote: Sorry, I promise this is the last Alt-related post this week! And it’s a funny one!). I was stressed for a few weeks trying to decide what outfits to bring, how I’d do my hair and what shoes would go with what. Basically I was like a 14-year-old heading off to her first co-ed overnight camp. But not. That’s how I was acting. “Ahhh, will they like me? I have to look perfect! Are they going to think I’m a dork? Am I not hipster enough? AHHHHH!”

Up until the morning I left, I was listing out my options and trying to pack the perfect bag. When I left for the airport, I was pretty damn proud of myself. I packed outfits I was comfortable in and felt like “me.” I had packed way to many shoes, but I was okay with it. I was feeling chic as I stepped on to the plane in my dinner outfit (I didn’t have much time after my plane landed to get to my dinner with the team from Citizens of Humanity, so I wore that outfit during my travel day) of jeans, a striped mini-dress, and ankle boots. I went to my dinner, had a nice time, and felt fairly awesome. Someone even mentioned they couldn’t believe I was 30. Let’s just say I was pretty darn stoked.

And then….

I got back to the house where we were staying and opened my bag to get out my bathroom kit so I could brush my teeth…and lo and behold, no bathroom kit. I’d left my massive kit hanging in my bathroom at home, never to make the flight to Salt Lake. I had arrived in town with a few things in my carry on (thank god for my tight schedule and thinking I’d need a few things on hand) like make-up, a small travel size hairspray and a brush. But that was it.

Please see Exhibit A, the aforementioned bathroom kit, as I found it when I returned home…just as I’d left it.

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Now, I don’t consider myself high maintenance in most instances. My beauty routine on a daily basis is pretty minimal, but it varies. My make up is usually simple, just a bit of tinted moisturizer, concealer, mascara, cream blush and lip gloss, and I’m good to go! It usually takes about five minutes total. But the hair. Oh dear lord, the hair. I have a long, thick (but also fine) main of wavy hair that is a beast to style. My saving grace has been dry shampoo, which extends my hair for up to four days between shampoos, as shampooing daily actually makes my hair greasy and flat. If I want to wear it straight, I need several products to get it there (styling lotion, glossing creme and/or smoothing oil, a round brush and hair dryer) and I need several totally different products to wear it wavy (styling tonic, curl creme, mousse and a hair dryer with a diffuser attachment). If I want to wear it up in a bun or any sort of braid I need dry shampoo and hair spray. So, let’s see…that’s ten different items. TEN! Just for my hair! Blergh!

I knew I wanted to have options at Alt, so I packed all of my hair products (plus shampoo and conditioner) for the trip. Well, I packed them in the kit and then left them behind. Not to mention other essentials like a toothbrush, deodorant, hair ties, hair pins, face wash, toothpaste…and on and on and on.

When I realized my mistake, I prepared for a self-inflicted freak out. But it never came. Maybe I was so stressed by Alt itself my brain couldn’t take anymore and just said “screw it.” No idea. But I borrowed some toothpaste, face wash and deodorant from Nicole, who also happened to have some shampoo and conditioner samples in her bag. I bought a toothbrush at the hotel gift shop. And I made it work. I attempted to blow dry my hair straight each day (as that takes less time and is easier to do without products than any of the other options), but I was definitely a bit of a grease ball.

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Me, on Day 2 of the conference, looking a little greasy and flat…Nicole looking totally gorgeous…darn you Nicole!

And you know what? It was okay! I survived and maybe even learned something. I don’t need a million products and I don’t need to be perfect. I doubt anyone there was super disturbed by my lack of fancy hair (although I was looking longingly at some of the other girls with fab hairdos), in fact, I’m almost positive no one noticed. And my suitcase had so much extra room, I was able to bring home some fun surprises I picked up for the family in the hotel toy store!

I guess the moral of this dumb story is don’t over think things too much. And if you run into trouble, just buy a bunch of toys and you’ll feel much better about it!

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In case anyone needs hair product advice, these are the products I use. They are Crazybananas tested and approved for unruly hair!

For Straight Locks:
- Bumble and Bumble Styling Lotion
- Fekkai Glossing Creme
- Moroccan Oil or Josie Moran Argan Oil

For Wavy Locks:
- Bumble and Bumble Tonic Lotion
- Bumble and Bumble Curl Conscious Defining Creme
- Suave Captivating Curls Mousse (oh yeah, $3.50!)

For Updo’s, Braids, Etc.:
- Klorane Extra Gentle Dry Shampoo
- Rockaholic Fun Times Flexible Hairspray

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