Random Review: Stila One Step Correct

So, as we've been over before, I'm a sucker.... Dogs wearing backpacks, pretty shiny things (I constantly compare myself to a parrot) and yes, cool packaging...

This brings me to the Stila One step correct (approx $45 at Shephora, Holt Renfrew or selected Shoppers Drug Marts) . As you can see, as far as a makeup product goes, it looks pretty cool.

I've personally never been a big primer person, as I'm guessing with a lot of girls, I was roped into this product by cool packaging and big claims.











Stila calls their product "a ground-breaking, triple-swirled helix serum that instantly colour corrects, brightens, primes and nourishes".
The idea is that the green aspect counteracts redness on the skin, the purple takes care of yellow-ish (sallow) undertones, and the pink illuminates and brightens the skin, all while providing a strong base for makeup.











So here's the deal.
While it may come out looking like a psychedelic poop a pigeon took after eating too many skittles, it goes on really light and smooth.

I would definitely not describe it as nourishing or moisturizing, and whether you have oily skin or not, using this product or any primer is not a replacement for moisturizer!!!!!!!

I don't have any sallowness to speak of, but maybe a touch of redness. I felt the redness was diminished a bit, and the highlighters brightened nicely.

Here's the thing....If you have fairly clear skin like myself, and tend to use very little foundation or concealer, this product will do it's job pretty well.

If you have very red patches, age spots, fine lines (this product does not fill them in, and may even illuminate them) or wear a full face of foundation, I would not suggest this product for you. There's just simply no point, as a full face of foundation will cover up any illumination and you'll probably not notice much of a difference between wearing it, and wearing nothing under the makeup.

Ultimately, I have Normal, relatively clear, minimally lined skin, so this product works for me. It's not very universal, and if your skin doesn't qualify as "normal", I would say, it's a definite DON'T BUY (especially for that price!?)



I give it

2.5/5








Elvis Sojko air guitar riffs

Morning Rambles: I Heart Sugar

So, I've had a couple days off and haven't posted... I know you all don't give a crap at all were terribly upset, but you have to realize, I have a life... I was far too busy wearing sweatpants, watching Teen Mom and eating my feelings, to make the effort of writing down nonsense...

However, today is a new day, and I'm back.

LET'S GET READY TO RAMMMMMMBLE!!











You know what I hate? NOT winning the lottery...Like, it's really starting to piss me off. Once a month I make the effort of buying a ticket, and once a month the Ontario Lottery and Gaming Commision spits in my face and calls me loser. Not a winning ticket, they'll say, while making their "you're a loser" noise...Dum Dummmmm (So first you call me a loser, and now I'm dumb? Thanks OLG)









Speaking of mean spirited inanimate objects; My Wii Fit is a jerk. It groans when I step on it. That's great motivation there, Nintendo. Come back every day so your video game console can mock you and call you 39 years old...Screw this, where are those M&Ms? Ooooh, The Biggest Loser is on, I feel thinner already....



Know why I have M&Ms at home? Because I'm an only child...
I wouldn't say I was super spoiled...err.... but I don't know many 28 year olds that get sent Easter candy across the country from their mom.

Yesterday, I was crazy busy playing Diner Dash in my pajamas, and P got a call from the concierge saying he had a package.

As he wasn't expecting anything, he came to me..."what did you order?!?"...
I panicked...what DID I order?!
I scanned my brain... nothing...I was only LOOKING on Saks website right?
Did I buy something by accident?!
Did they save my information from last time?!
Ooooh, please be the nude canvas Louboutin Greissimo 140mm!!!











It was a long shot, but I rushed downstairs, to find a giant soft mailbag, with a familiar Greendale address on it. I see, it was from my mom...

Opened it up when I was back upstairs to find a ridiculous amount of chocolate and candy, as well as some kind of battery operated fan with a giant M&M wearing bunny ears. Also, a plastic wind up chicken that hops around the floor and poops Jelly Bellys..... It will match the plastic reindeer that poops Jelly Bellys that my mom put in my stocking at Christmas ...Seriously... I couldn't make this crap up....

P was also thrilled that my mom had sent along his own candy, labeled with his name, so I couldn't steal it...Hmmmph...I'm an only child, I don't like to share...

Anyway, so thanks for my candy, mom... I know you're reading this and probably doing your quacking duck laugh...Happy Easter! But for next time, macadamia nuts and cashews are way too healthy for me... I need straight sugar, think pixie sticks....xo

Thanks for reading, have a great day, and try to avoid this guy if possible...










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Morning Rambles: Weekend Edition #1

Ok, morning ramble time...

I had McDonalds breakfast (aka ambrosia) this morning..

Once a month or so, I'll drag my butt out of bed, kicking and screaming, that half an hour early to go jogging to get my Micky D's on.

While eating it, I suddenly had this flashback to this ridiculous "episode" I had when I was young.












My bff, Gid and I were about 12 or 13. We were broke, and bored one weekend, and stumbled across a garbage bag full of pop bottles in her garage. Sweet!! We could take those to Safeway where they would give us $.10 /bottle and $.05/ can ... Then we found another bag... then another.. This was a huge score!! In total I think we had about 6 garbage bags full of recycling.

Decked out in Value Village's finest (Gid was wearing a shirt that said "Just say Moe" and had a picture of Moe from the three stooges on it, and I think I was wearing an oversized yellow polo shirt with the name Shirley embroidered in pink), we set off on foot with our loot.

The walk to Safeway was about 10 minutes, and the entire way there we were excitedly talking about how we would spend the cash. We figured we had enough for 2 McValue meals and maybe a matinee at the movies... It was going to be a good day.

We got to Safeway and started the process, the first two bags were done, and we were excited. Then tragedy struck on the third bag. See, we made the fatal flaw of not checking through all 6 of the bags... Since, they were all together, and felt like pop bottles from the outside, we just assumed they were. We assumed wrong.. Bags 3 & 4 were in fact, MILK JUGS and would make us no money. Plus Safeway wouldn't even recycle them for us, so we were going to have to lug them home...

We didn't have enough for the movie. Slightly deflated, we set off for McDonalds, as we still had enough for our two McValue meals.

About one minute after we left Safeway, still dragging our two garbage bags of milk jugs, it started pouring rain... Like, SERIOUSLY pouring..

By the time we got to McDonalds (only a 3 minute walk from Safeway), we were soaked from head to toe. As we were too embarrassed to drag our milk jug garbage bags into McDonalds, I went in and ordered, while Gid stood with the bags outside.

Picture a 12 year old girl, wearing an old Just say Moe shirt, soaking wet, standing with a bunch of garbage, outside of a McDonalds...
Some lady actually approached her and asked if she needed any "help"....

On the way home, the rain started to dissolve the cardboard drink tray and and paper bag, but we made it home without disaster, just barely.

Gid's younger brother then tried to BUY one of our meals off us, which was just ridiculous, because we had worked WAY to hard for that damn soggy McChicken and now, cold fries.


So, thanks for reading, have a great day and don't forget to Just Say Moe...




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Random Review : Cinnamon Bun Candle

Today's Random Review is indeed random, but it's it's wicked, and it's my blog, so as they say on Maury, I do what I want

I'm reviewing the Star Lyghts Frosted Cinnamon Bun Jar Candle ($8.99 at Canadian Tire).

I'll admit, it's not the most visually pleasant, decorative candle, but what it lacks in hotness (thank you Paris Hilton for making "hotness" and adjective?!), it makes up for in ridiculously yummy dessert scent.

Remember in the movie Clueless, when Cher puts and entire roll of cookie dough in the oven, just so the house would have a baking cookie scent? That's totally what this reminds me of, except cinnamon bun scented....

Cinnamon is a pretty common candle scent, especially for Christmas or fall etc... The best part about this candle, is it doesn't just smell like Cinnamon... It truly smells like Cinnamon BUNS, with the vanilla and sugary aspects as well... It also totally fills the whole room, which is good, because it masks Catstyle's breath....

On top of the great scent, the Soy based candle also burns really well, and lasts a freaking long time... The ONLY downside, is that after burning it for a long time, the top of the jar can turn blackish.. Easily fixable by simply wiping the soot off, by if you're as coordinated as me, you'll manage to get it on your face and look like the damn raccoon that killed my pet chicken!!!... Bastard....


Anyway, this candle is rad and I give it:


4.5/5

Scary looking Santas


(I just HAD to find a way to use that picture again!)




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Morning Rambles: Words

So, this morning I was thinking about words I like, and words I can't stand...

It's weird how words can affect me so much... Like when I hear the word "discothèque", I seriously shudder. I hate it... I hate is sooo much....Totally nails on a chalkboard for me....

Not a fan of the word "moist" either... creeps me out and makes me think of moldy beach towels..uhgggggg

On the opposite side, I really like the words "crunchy" and "etherial"...very satisfying indeed.

Any words you can't stand/love?

I was also thinking about how I'm totally going to have to check myself while I'm in Thailand, because I have the maturity/ sense of humor of a 13 year old boy and still giggle every time I say the word Bangkok....







I really have a craving to play carnival games... The ones you pay like $5 a shot for then win some $0.03 rubber snake or other random junk... Maybe it's because Carnies fascinate me... Most people find them creepy, but I would totally like to live life as a Carnie for a week.... Or perhaps the Amish?

I definitely think there should be, like, vacation packages where you go experience different walks of life like that.










* The Amish Experience
* The Carnie Experience
* The Cult Experience
* The Shrimpin' boat Experience

You get the idea. If I can pay to go to space, I should be able to pay to be Amish. That's all I'm saying.

Anyway, thanks for reading, have a great day, and if you ever feel like your croissant is frowning at you, just turn it right side up, dumbass....








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The Evening Fizz/ Random Review

 So tonight, I WAS going to do two separate posts; A Random Review and T.E.F.
At the last minute, however, I get a call from P, begging me to go to this movie I had never heard of :
                                                      

                                                          Hobo with a Shotgun


 He explained the premise, and my first reaction was - No way, not gonna happen, etc......  Then he reminded me that there was popcorn at the movies... Who am I kidding? I'm there... Plus, I now get to combine my two evening posts...Hurray for laziness!!!

So, where do I start with this movie?!

 It was the most disgusting, bizarre, HILARIOUS, ultra- violent, dramatic, mockery of a movie, I've ever seen.

 Does that description sound contradictory or confusing?

Ok, I think of it this way...

 To me, it was as random as Gummo, as ultra violent as Saw or Kick Ass, but in a Kill Bill/Grindhouse kind of way with the farce style of a Wayans Brothers movie, if a Wayans Brothers movie was acted entirely straight faced/serious as if it were a drama.

Did that make any sense at all?!?! Wow, I suck at this...

Other than a couple of scenes in various Jackass movies, I have never been closer to throwing up in the movie theatre... I also haven't laughed that hard, since the Hangover, or Step Brothers, although the humour is of a completely different style.

I should mention, that this movie is Canadian as well, complete with George Stroumboulopoulos cameo.. Hobo with a Shotgun and Fubar 2 were two of the funniest movies I've seen in a while, so it's pretty rad that they're both Canadian...

Despite the fact that my stomach felt  seriously queasy post viewing, I still give this movie:






                                     






                                4/5 
         Photo bombing cats

Morning Ramble Part Deux: Dog Scams

So, yeah...Sorry about the two-parter...

Where was I? Right....

Dogs that use fake Canine Helper Credentials to get into bars.

So there's this dog that comes into my bar from time to time. With his owner, of course, but who cares about her? Anyway, it's a big fluffy dog, pretty cute actually who's name is "Puppy" (even though he's obviously at least 8... Newsflash, you're not fooling anyone!)

The first time he came in, I had to obviously go over and inform owner chick that no animals were allowed in the bar, as she CLEARLY wasn't blind or disabled. She informed me, that Puppy was in fact a "Helper Dog", and preceded to flash me some white card, that I guess were his papers... I'm just a simple minded bartender, with little to no knowledge of Dog Credentials (shocker!). AND he was wearing some kind of saddle bag, so I just said ok, and continued to serve owner chick 4 Coronas.

Since the day that Puppy came into my life, I've started to question what kind of scam he's trying to pull on me... He's been back at least 4 times, and since my knowledge of dog credentials hasn't increased any, I've continued to serve him and owner chick without question (His drink of choice is Dasani bottled water). The thing is, I haven't witnessed Puppy HELP with anything. He pretty much sprawls across the entire floor, doesn't seem to have the best obedience training and even jumps up when I go greet him.. Either he's a faker, or simply the worst assistance dog in the world...

Either way, I've come to two conclusions

1) I'm a sucker for dogs wearing backpacks

2) Owner chick is a freaking genius, and if I ever get a dog, I'm totally doing this...


Thanks for reading, have a great day, and don't forget to wear sunglasses inside, so people know that you're one of the cool kids....



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Morning Rambles: IPad/ Dog Scams

So , yesterday I didn't post a Random Review or An Evening Fizz (Seriously?! I'm still calling it that?). This is because I was busy playing with my new toy.... Don't get any ideas....

I'm referring to.... I would drumroll here, but I have the drumming skills of Michael J Fox .....(Ahhhh, don't shoot! I'm kidding, we're basically best friends...errr...)

TA DA





New iPad 2!
Yaaaayyyyy...





I did this for you, people... Now I can annoy the crap out of you blog on the go, without having to lug around my laptop.

So far, so good. I'm managing to keep my computer illiteracy in check...

What else did I need to ramble about this morning?

Oh yeah,

Dogs that wear fake Canine Helper credentials to get into bars.

I do actually have a ramble about this, but as I desperately have to quit procrastinating and get ready for work, I'll have to explain later

Thanks for reading, have a great day, and if you see Michael J Fox today, don't tell him where I live....(or do, whatever, he probably already knows because we're best friends...er...)

Morning Rambles : Bird Stories

 So, at the end of yesterday's Morning Rambles, I had one simple request. 

 DON'T KICK THE PIGEONS

 Seems easy enough, no? Well, apparently not for some people. Around 4 hours after I made that plea, what did I see? Some dude kicking a pigeon. Obviously, he does not follow this blog....Like most people...

 Seriously, what is it about pigeons that make people have the overwhelming desire to kick them!? Sure, they're always around and constantly scrounging for food, but so is Catstyle and you wouldn't kick her, right? Well, maybe a couple of you would (HAVE?!)....

 Personally, I'm not prone to kicking animals, but if I HAD to, I'd choose a squirrel  because I think they're smug...

  

  Look at him! He definitely thinks he's better than me because he can walk sideways.

 Since there seems to be some kind of bird theme going on here, I also saw this picture when I was out and about yesterday

                               

 This kid holding a chicken, brought back memories of when I was young and used to carry around MY pet chicken (True Story).

 Mine was black, not white. 

 When she was a chick, we had this really long grass, that I made into little huts, kinda far away from each other. Then I would smoosh down the grass in between, so the chicks could run in between the two grass villages.

 What were the names of these grass villages, you ask?

New Yolk and Chickago

 Then my chicken got eaten by a raccoon one night, and for the whole next afternoon, I was devastatingly upset....

Anyway, thanks for reading, have a great day and consider the daffodil ....while you're doing that I'll be over here looking through your stuff... (Jack Handy for Bron)

The Evening Fizz

  So, first of all... I have no idea why I named my night post "The Evening Fizz". All I know, is that it makes me laugh like Brendan Fraser  for some reason.... If you have some better suggestions , feel free to send them.

 Tonight's ramble has to do, basically, with the definition of "cooking"...

 I've never been ashamed to admit, that I'm not the greatest cook... I actually lived in an apartment from Nov.2005- Nov.2006, in which I managed to not use the oven ONCE... True story.. However, since those days, I woke up,  and realized how much money I could save by not going to a restaurant/ ordering in every night...

   So, I learned how to "cook"

   By MY definition,  since I heat items from raw to cooked; I know how to cook!!! However, to this day, I still get mocked.

  "You don't cook, you heat up!", they'll say..... This, I don't really understand.

   What constitutes "cooking"?!

  For example: Tonight I made a ham stuffed chicken breast from Longos with a pseudo caprese salad (bocconcini cheese, tomatoes, ground thyme, basil, sea salt, black pepper, balsamic reduction and a touch of olive oil)

  
No, I didn't stuff the chicken myself, but I did bake it for 30 minutes and add my own spices... No, I didn't reduce the balsamic personally, but I did cut up the cheese/tomatoes and seasoned them.....

 So did I "cook" this meal?! I would say that I did! Which would mean that, I KNOW HOW TO COOK! Right??

 What's your definition? Do I know how to cook, or should I stick to the microwave?


   Thanks for reading! Sweet dreams and don't let the elderly bed-bugs gum you!

Random Review: Loreal Paris Professionnel Shine Perfecting Serum

 My hair, for those who don't know me, is ridiculous.... Most of the time its a gong show of curls, or pulled back because I don't have the 7 hours of spare time, and am FAR to lazy to do anything with it... I'm slightly exaggerating, but I do try out a bunch of products that may be able to tame my white-fro...

 This brings me to my first review on this blog. The Loreal Paris Professionnel Shine Perfecting Serum (Aprox. $19, available at Salons or Trade Secrets).  When it comes to serums, I am a die hard fan of Biosilk silk serum, but recently I ran out and they didn't have any at the salon I popped into, so I tried this.

My first response to the texture was that it was much runnier/watery than the Biosilk, but not in a bad way. It smoothed over the hair really well, and definitely boosted the shine to my birdsnest mane... 

The scent was much more manly than I'm used to in a serum. Very cologne-y in my opinion. Not really my style.

Ultimately, it keeps my hair very soft, slightly defines curl and is extremely light. This product would be great as a finisher, if I ever made the effort to straighten my hair.

I would recommend it for someone with naturally straight or blown out hair, that was medium to fine in texture.  For someone like me with very thick, coarser, curly hair it doesn't stand alone.

                                              I give it 3.5/5 

                                   Pauly Shore style  "B-uuuuudddddy" 's 

Morning Rambles

   So, after the overwhelming triumph  adequate introductory blog post yesterday, I woke up this morning invigorated, inspired and ready to knock out another one.... Okay not really.

  I woke up this morning to Catstyle screaming in my face (one of her favourite pastimes),  gathered my breakfast of strawberry Jello and cherry tomatoes, and settled to my desk with last night's Gossip Girl distracting me in the background.

 BLANK

I have no idea what to write about...
Why is this blogging thing so hard?

Oh, Gods of Jello, please bring me some great ideas...or at least something to ramble about....

Well, I do really want to see Scream 4, which comes out this Thursday. I remember seeing the very first one in the movie theatre when I was a teenager, and being scared sh*tless.  2 was good as well,  but 3 not so much... Seriously though, where has Neve Campbell been?! There's pretty much only 3 options; Meth addiction, bee keeper or Broadway... I'm gonna go with bee keeper, because who could turn down all that free honey?!

 I'm running out of my favourite lip gloss by Soap and Glory (a British cosmetics company)... It's called Sexy Mother Pucker and only found in Toronto at Shoppers Drug mart, from what I can see... Although, every Shoppers I visit seems to be sold out, with no chance of restocking. If anyone sees it and gives me a head up, I'll give you my first born child a nice shiny Toonie... yup, folks, 2 WHOLE dollars.

  Every year around this time, I get anxious and giddy in anticipation of my first flip flop day of the year.  Around this time, I'll have been wearing my flops around the house, choosing my first flop-day pedicure colour, and busting out my industrial strength pumice.... However, in true Ontario fashion, the day seems to NEVER COME. Every day off I have, I run to the patio to see if today could be that lucky day... No dice... And you never want to be the first person wearing them that season, you'll look crazy(er)...

Anyway, have a great day, thanks for reading and for pete's sake, don't kick the pigeons!!

Let's see if I'm as competent as a 8 year old, shall we?

 Okay.
  This is the first post of my blog, and pretty much just a test. I'd like to see if, like every other person with the computer literacy of a fourth grader, I am actually able to figure out how to do it.

  If you are reading this then- SUCCESS!

   I'm officially a genius..... Maybe not, but just give this one to me, okay?  I'm still living down the shame of having to google the definition of a widget (I'm not going to lie, the idea that it MAY have been a character in Star Wars, did cross my mind)

 Wondering what this blog is going to be about? Well....ummmm....yeah, I'm pretty much just going to wing it.  Some examples will probably be

* Shoes (See above...I love me my Louboutins)
* Catstyle (See above....My little cat's blogger name, she loves shoes too)
* Travel (Next up is Thailand, Cambodia and South Korea)
* Beauty (I'm an absolute beauty product junkie)
* My quest to obtain a Chanel Jumbo classic flap in grey Caviar leather with silver hardware, while saving for travel, life, shoes, and pretty much everything else....

* Whatever else I feel like rambling about in the moment, and *spoiler alert* : There WILL be rambling!

 Thanks for reading!