No Coloring Outside the Lines!

My love for shoes is somewhat legendary.  In my own head anyway.  But the one thing that never fails to brighten a blue mood is a new lipstick.  If you think my shoe collection is impressive, you should see my lipstick collection.  Sephora's got nothing on this chick!

It blows my mind that women stick to one or two shades.  All the time?  Every day?  Yup!  I have a dear friend who has worn the same single shade of lipstick every day for as long as I've known her...a solid eleventy twenty years at least.  One color.  Shoot, sometimes I wear multiple colors in one DAY.  Different moods, different colors.

My problem is I never bother to buy lip pencils to match all those various and sundry lipsticks.  Gah, too much work!  Matching?  Who has time?  Gimme my lipstick and let me go!

Behold, my new bestie....

Nars Velvet Gloss Lip Pencil

Or, if you prefer matte....

Nars Velvet Matte Lip Pencil

I'm in love!  Rich saturated color.  Creamy texture.  Non-drying.  Just the right amount of gloss.  (meaning you don't look like you were in a hands-free pork chop eating contest)  No need for separate liner.  Everything your lips need in one fat little crayon!

Yes, they're a little pricey, but totally worth it.  I've been using them almost non-stop (I have 4 so far) for about 2 months and have only had to re-sharpen one so far.  So the crayons last a long, long time.

The Search for the Perfect Red

I've been coloring my hair red for about 8 years now.  Yup, your beloved Minxy is actually a blonde by nature.  Yeah, yeah, can it with the blonde jokes.

Anyway, for most of that 8 years I've been coloring it myself.  I'm a bit OCD when it comes to my hair.  No matter how much I might love a color job, walking out of a salon with a not-quite-covered hairline or whatever sends me into orbit.

Aside from my "issues" I found that stylists always pushed toward more subtle or "natural" looking shades of red.  Yeah, yeah, been there done that...it's not me.  I want drop-dead, stop you in your tracks, wowzers Red.  Yup, Red with a capital R.

I've tried coppery reds, violet-ish reds, ruby reds....even one I affectionately dubbed Russian Stripper Red.  I've used drugstore color and played around with professional product.  Even mixing both.  I'm the Dr. Frankenstein of hair color!

Alas, the search for the Perfect Red continues.  I've come close.  In fact, the color I have now is one of the closest (more on that in another post) I've come to it.  So I thought I would share my experience and the knowledge I've gained over the years.  There is a LOT of educational information available out there in the internetz!

Also, as those who know me well would attest, I am a product whore.  I'll try just about anything if I think it might possibly work!  So in addition to chronicling my hair color adventure, I'm also going to start "reviewing" products I've tried, good and bad.

"Serious" blogging has always been a failure for me, so maybe doing something fun will work.  Guess we'll see!

A Moment of New Year's Reflection...

Good grief, I am the worst blogger evah!  I have all these great ideas for blog posts but, as you can see, they never quite pan out.  (Like how I blame the ideas rather than take responsibility for my own laziness?!  Impressive right?!)


I'm serious.  I have lots of great blog post ideas.  Usually in the morning, while I'm in the shower or in the mirror doing my makeup and hair.  Great ideas.  Dare I say, brilliant ideas!  And then I head off into my day and those brilliant ideas wither on the vine of my mind and never see the light of day.  Sigh....


I know!!  I should podcast from my bathroom!!!  No, not while "using" the bathroom!  Pervs.  Oh wait, no.  Forget that.  Y'all don't need to see me in the various stages of putting on my humansuit.  Nope, totally unnecessary.  Trust me, I'm sparing you here.


Ah well....hopefully I'll be able to get it together this year.  There you go, my first New Year's Resolution!!  I resolve to try to get my shite together enough to manage more blog posts than I did last year.  (Notice how high I aim?)


Anyway, happy new year and all that mess.  Here's hoping it's a great one....or at least a not horrible one!

This Isn't a Tammy Wynette Song....

In the cacophony surrounding WeinerGate, there's the distinct cry of outraged women advising Huma to leave her cock-pic-sending husband and never look back.  "Not me, no way, I'd be gone."  "I'd leave him so fast..."  "She's crazy if she stays."  "How could she ever trust him again?"

Until you've actually been in Huma's shoes, don't try to tell me what *you* would do.  Believe me, you haven't got a clue in hell what you would actually do if you had the misfortune to find yourself in her situation.  I do.  I wore similar shoes for years.  I know what that moment is like when you learn the man you've entrusted with your life, your heart, your well-being, your future, the man you love like no other; when you discover that man has betrayed you with another woman.  Trust me.  Unless you've been there, you have no idea what you would do.  Hell, had someone told me 12 years ago that I would stay, I would have slapped them for even suggesting such a thing.  Me?  Hell no.  Yet there I was.

I spent a quarter of my life with a man who was unfaithful.  

I heard you gasp when you just read that.  Truth be told, I gasped when I re-read it too.  It's a harsh truth that never gets easy or comfortable to face.  But it's my truth.  Fact of the matter is, I chose to stay.  Every day I chose to stay.  I've ended friendships over this truth and had friendships ended over it.  I get it.  I understand the frustration.  Watching a friend deal with the pain and heartbreak I choose to deal with must be frustrating at best.  My friends wanted better for me. They wanted me to be happy.  So did I.  But until you can somehow spend a little time in my head, and feel my heart, you don't get to tell me what I should or shouldn't do, and you don't get to make me feel bad because of the choices I made.  

We are imperfect beings.  Some of us are more damaged than others.  Some of us have issues the outside world can't even begin to fathom.  If you're lucky, you find someone who loves you enough to try to understand your issues, to help you thru the ones that can be overcome, and help you carry the burden of the ones that can't.  It's a connection beyond love.....a commitment beyond a ceremony or a license.  

I hope Huma and Anthony find a way to repair the damage that's been done.  It wont be easy and it wont be quick, but if it's what they want....nay, if it's what SHE wants, who are we to judge?  

Oh, Hello There....

It's time to try this again.  There's too much going on, both in the world at large and in my own little corner of it.  Time to free up a little headspace by dumping some of it here to share with you all.  Lucky bastards! 

So sit back and relax and try to keep up.