Can You Lend Me An Ear?

Or your eyes, since you’ll be reading? I feel like I need to talk / rant / ramble. If you’re up to incoherent thoughts, then sit back and humor me ๐Ÿ™‚

 

 

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Can I complain about some PR people first? If you blog, you might empathize. If you do not blog, then this might be an eye opener. When I agree to accept a product (review not guaranteed), I have all the creative control – which means, I write the review based on my personal opinions and PRs have no say on what to write.ย I do not send drafts before I post and I do not work well with deadlines. If you tell me that I need to put up a screenshot of your site’s homepage, I’ll tell you no. If you tell me that I MUST write a blog post AND another short one on your online store, I’ll say no (I’m lazy that way). If you tell me that I MUST tell my readers this and that while I never experienced it myself, I’ll tell you to buzz off. So what happened was, with 2 different companies now, AFTER I agreed to accept the products, they send me an email with a bunch of “REQUIREMENTS”.

Can you even comprehend how I feel? I agreed to accept the products and possibly to review them if they’re good, and after we say OK, you tell me I have to do 10 other things? I never agreed to this. I hope these people didn’t think I was desperate for the products, because dude, I can live without any of them and I still have too big a stash to handle. Not to mention all the work I have to do just for a blog post. And the NERVE of them to ask me to give them my UNEDITED photos. How generous do you think I am? I replied that with a price for them to pay. Basically, if you really like my photo, pay me USD500 PER photo. LOL! It was really a polite “fuck off” but hey, if they agree to pay, then why stop them? I have no ads on my site, I don’t get paid anything, so time to make some $, right?

So anyway, this latest case, I had to reply the email immediately to tell them NOT to send me anything until we agree with ALL the requirements first. And knowing myself, I’ll only agree to terms given by me. If not, they can just shove it. Seriously though, I wonder how many bloggers agree to these ridiculous demands? Are these so called marketing people still so fresh that they do not know how to work with us? Have they been working with a bunch of door mats that they think this is OK?

RANT over.

On a happier note…

In exactly 2 weeks, Ashton turns ONE! I am absolutely obsessed with this little man. I am also shamelessly biased – he’s just so cute even when he’s making that face when he poops, or when he pretends to cry, or when he stands with his hands up wanting me to carry him. This is him trying to look cute.

 

 

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It’s been tiring, he’s very demanding, and I’m actually exhausted. But you know what? 1 year literally flew past, and I know I’ll be getting more sleep soon. In the meantime, I’ll just enjoy his chubbiness and helplessness because when he starts to exert more of his independence, my little man won’t be so little anymore. Just like the girls. They are now so big, I can have a proper discussion with them! This mom is beaming with pride, and I couldn’t be more blessed, even when the girls do drive me crazy.

That’s my random blahs of the day. It’s a nice break from makeup and skincare ๐Ÿ™‚ While life is not the perfect package, it’s THE perfect package of good and bad, ups and downs, just for me and for that, I am thankful.

What are you thankful for?

 

xoxo Lily

 

 

Monthend Randomness: Let’s Talk About Love

I had a rant on blogging and my addiction to beauty stuff a while back <you can read it here if you’re curious> and I brought up the possibility of not blogging anymore. Friends were encouraging me to continue blogging, but maybe talk about something other than beauty related. I thought that was a really good idea. I went through my blog, and noticed that a large chunk of it is product review. I try to be helpful and as honest as possible, and it’s come to a point where I have to be really selective with what I say yes to. I don’t have enough time to test everything properly, and I’m not one to just use a product once and give you a half assed review. Testing skincare sometimes breaks me out, and when I see those bumps on my face, I start wondering if it’s really what I want. No, I don’t want to break out. And the truth of the matter is, I’m getting bored.

 

Now, let’s talk about something different today. Let’s talk about love. How lucky are most of us, to be able to love freely and openly? And now, more people can ๐Ÿ™‚ Let me tell you about my love story with Mr ChloeAsh. It started when we were about 13 years old. We were friends then. My brother and he were in the national swimming team and I met him during their training sessions. We went to different schools but we had some extra classes together, and we had music lessons with the same teacher. He was pretty awkward and shy. He had to ask his cousin to call me to go out for a movie! We went on a few dates, but he had to leave for the States to continue his training for the Olympics. We were 16 then. He’d come back now and then, and we’d hang out, but we never officially ‘dated’, you know? He’d compile songs in a cassette for me, and then he’d burn it on a CD and now, he just puts the songs in a pen drive for me. How fast does technology change? My kids don’t know what a cassette is. LOL!

 

So anyway, it was time for me to go study abroad in Australia. I think we made a verbal promise that we wouldn’t see other people, but I was seeing other people and broke up with him on the phone. It’s really funny because it was just so innocent. We went about our own lives but still continued to call each other. Well, he’d call me more often because ahem, I was playing hard to get. You know, teenagers. I came home after a few years, started working, and he was still in the States. I went to visit him in Minnesota during winter the year he was supposed to come home. It was a confusing time, because we’d do things a couple would, but we weren’t dating. I was completely mindfucked and I’m pretty sure he was too. LOL! We went to New Orleans for Mardi Gras and man! I haven’t seen so many boobies in my entire life!

 

One day, after he came home for good and after a few get togethers that were not dates, we just somehow started seeing each other exclusively. It was just the most natural transition. Of course, there was that first kiss, somewhere BEFORE we officially dated (naughty!) and after a few years of officially dating, we got married. He’s still very much a gentleman. He’d cook for me because I’m lazy, he’d learn to cook dishes I love, and I’d bake cakes and cookies for him because he has a sweet tooth. We’re really open with each other, and we have literally seen each other do everything we would only do in private. Whatever you’re thinking now, I’m pretty sure the answer is Yes, I’ve seen him do that. Or, yes, he’s seen me do that. Doesn’t make any of us less attractive. He shaved my pubes once. It was more scary than it was awkward. I may have been screaming for him to be careful the whole time. I might have been pregnant with our second child then, can’t remember. Hehe! I still can’t stand it when he eats with his mouth open though. And he can’t stand it when I just happen to block his way all the time. Hahahaha!

 

Does it mean this is true love? I don’t know what that is. I know that, it takes understanding, patience, trust, selflessness, acceptance and openness from both of us. And lots of communication. I guess we only do these things for people we love. If we could doย all these for strangers, would you think we would be spared from arguments, fights, riots, wars? Love comes in all sorts of forms. There is no definition of who or what we could love. I love good skincare, while some will say I’m wasting money that could be used for bags. So, let’s just all embrace our hearts, be happy for others, be accepting of differences and just love.

 

If you read everything, I LOVE YOU! Now your turn. Tell me about your love story. It can be with your pet, your high school crush that no one knew, or maybe your fetish with… ribbons? Anything. Let’s talk about love, and let us all soak in all the feel good factor. Well, it could be something that didn’t end up well, but the point of the matter is, we loved ๐Ÿ™‚

 

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xoxo Lily

 

 

Updates and Random Thoughts

It’s been a while since I dumped my random thoughts on the blog. My daily life is quite a routine, where I’d take care of the little baby, and chauffeur the girls to and from school / classes. Then, at least 5 days a week, I’d try to get my workout in, whenever I have the time. I’m lucky to have some help, so it hasn’t been very stressful. However, that’s about it. I haven’t really been thinking much at all, and it makes me feel like a robot.

 

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I was watching some random YouTube videos after the kids went to sleep, and someone talked about getting rid of old makeup due to eye infection. Dude, I’ve had eye infection for a whole friggin month. It started with a harmless stye on my lower right lid, which then turned into a huge chazalion on the upper lid. I thought it was over and done with until my left eye decided to join the party, starting with a stye and THEN a chazalion. W. T. F. I was off eye makeup for the whole month! So, even though the infection was NOT due to makeup (I used all new stuff, mmkay?), I went through my Z-palettes and Unii palettes and got rid of old makeup. A few years back, I depotted some old palettes and singles, so I got rid of the oldest ones. (photo on Instagram here) I was sad, but I haven’t been using them anyway. And then it hit me that I really have too much. Even with my Stash Shopping posts every alternate Sunday, I couldn’t go through all of them.

There’s an old Dior (LE) palette that I depotted, and I love the eye shadows very much. I use them now and then, but there’s also a beautiful shifty purple cream liner that’s old. The texture has always been dry and hard, but it still swatches beautifully. I don’t know if I want to throw it away! But what if I get an eye infection from it? But dude, there’s no way I could find this shade ever again! But when was the last time I used this? The eff… my mind was playing ping pong with itself.

And that is why, my friends, I have been toying with the idea of letting everything go. Stop blogging, stop reading blogs, just stop it already. There are so many new shiny things, new beautiful things, and there will always be the next best thing. It will never stop. If I didn’t keep up, didn’t know any of it, the lust won’t be there. I’ll be able to use the money saved for something that I actually need. I look at the makeup thatย I have, and I only really need 5% of them, probably less. Then, perhaps, I’d use up something before buying something new. The craving for new things and the addiction of wanting more feels dangerous to me.

I asked myself before – if I stopped blogging, how would my makeup life be? I think I’ll just stick with that few foundations, blushes and basic eye makeup. For skincare, I’ll probably just stick to what works and will MAYBE give something new a try every now and then. It will be boring. Then maybe I’ll pick up another hobby, but the same thing will happen again. Once I like something, I am borderline obsessive. All or nothing – that seems to be both my strength and weakness.

So there really is no cure. SUCCUMB! I’d just have to tell myself that this is more economical than those with luxury bag addiction, or fine jewelry addiction. That could bankrupt a person if not managed properly. I should really be happy right? Through this unhealthy obsession, I met wonderful like-minded people, have silly chats on twitter and laugh at our so called hobby. See? I just talked myself into believing that this is a good thing. I should be perpetually sitting on a rainbow. What problem do I have? None apparently. And all those words… just to come back to square one. I’m a happy camper ๐Ÿ™‚

I guess you’re stuck with me for a little longer. Until I run out of excuses.

What about you? Is anything bothering you lately?

 

xoxo Lily

 

 

 

Happy New Year 2015 and random thoughts

Happy New Year everyone! 2014 was a year of changes for me, and 2015 will be a year of new beginnings ๐Ÿ™‚ I was stuck in a crappy job and decided to quit once I found out I was pregnant. It was the BEST DECISION EVER. That job was literally hazardous to my health and since I left the job, I was never sick once. Most of 2014 was spent being pregnant (haha!) and while the pregnancy was more difficult than I liked, I got to rest and spend quality time with my family without work related stress. I picked up cooking and baking, and never did I realise how relaxing it makes me feel. Also, it’s awesome when baked goodies are appreciated. Our family of 4 is now a family of 5 with the arrival of Ashton in November, and he is now 6 weeks old. So what does 2015 bring?

 

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Too Many Random Thoughts

Are you always logical and have your head sitting securely on your shoulders? Are you the type of person who is always curious and would do silly things “just because”? Do you over analyze? Or do you let go of things easily? I’m all the above, depending on situation. So what am I? LOL! My sinus was very unkind to me the last 2 nights and when there’s no sleep, my mind starts to do very weird things.

 

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Beauty Items and the Blog: 2013 Loves

Now that we’re in 2014, and I have shared the general direction I’ll be taking in my personal and blogging life, I can look back. 2013 was quite fun. There were some good beauty finds, and the start of stash shopping has helped me rediscover old goodies… not to mention a break from boring reviews. I mean, what happens after a review of a shiny new product, right? Honestly, I try to use them, but most of the time, I stick to a few products. Stash shopping made me use more of the good old stuff and here are some looks I created.

 

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