Bling It On! With Hpnotiq: Submit Your Glammest Makeup To Win A Beauty Gift Certificate

Bling It On! Glam Hpnotiq Logo Version 1Ah glam… it’s fun and fabulous.  If you love it like I do, from now until July 28th2013, Hpnotiq wants you to show them how you GLAM LOUDER to win fab prizes! During the remaining 2-week challenges you can submit photos in different categories to win – including the glammest makeup and overall look. Entries can be pictures you snap yourself or images you find online.

Ready to Bling It On!? Here are the glamorous prizes that are still up for grabs: A $1,000 gift card to Sephora oIMG_8096r Ulta, and a handbag of your choice valued at up to $1000.

Want to enter? Hpnotiq’s Glammest Makeup Challenge is going on RIGHT NOW – but hurry – the entry period for the glammest makeup ends at 11:59:59 a.m. EST on July 14th! For this challenge Hpnotiq wants you to show them your very best head-turning, eye-catching makeup style! You can enter as many times as you want! Snap a pic of your own, or find a pic online.

As you can see, I’ve got my favorite NARS eye make up at the ready… Glam isn’t just sparkle and glitter, but it certainly helps.

Hpnotiq GlamLouder Bling It On! Bottle ImageFor this round, they’re choosing 4 lucky winners to win a $1000 beauty gift certificate to Sephora or ULTA!!! If you’re one of the 4 winners, you’ll also be able to compete in the final round for a chance to win the grand prize trip for you and three friends to go shopping with a celebrity Los Angeles! Even better – the grand prize winner will star in a professional photo shoot for the chance to be in a real Hpnotiq Ad!

To enter visit Hpnotiq’s website, Hpnotiq’s Facebook page OR follow @Hpnotiq on twitter and tweet them your picture using the hashtag #GLAMLOUDER

 

This post was sponsored by Hpnotiq.

A clotheshorse I am not

space bag, clothing, packingThis week I face the daunting task of sorting through every article of clothing I own and deciding its fate.  Granted, this will not be as painful as it would have been six months ago since I have purged quite a bit, but it’s still not that much fun.

Actually, it is and it isn’t.  It’s nice to throw out things you don’t need.  It’s nice to lighten the load and make way for new things.  It’s just a little boring and tedious.  Plus, there’s a psychological game I play when trying to decide if I want to keep something or not.

Here is the mental checklist in my head:

  • Have I worn it in the last year?
  • Would I possibly wear it in the next year?
  • Does it fit?
  • Did it ever fit?
  • Do I even like it?

I’m tired of the “if I lose 10 pounds I might fit into it” game.  I never win it.

Also, since I’m moving to a completely different climate, I have to take the shorter summer into account.  I’m so looking forward to that.  Six months of heat was never fun for me.  Also, here it’s in the 80s.  There it’s maybe in the 50s right now.

So, how am I going to cart every article of clothing I own inside my Beetle?  Easy.  I’m putting most of it in Space Bags and sucking out the air.  I don’t care if they get wrinkled.  Most of the stuff I won’t wear right away. I’m just packing a week’s worth of clothing in a small suitcase.

You know what would be great?  If I gave away more clothes than I am taking with me.  It’s amazing how I can rationalize keeping a blouse that doesn’t fit anymore or a pair of cropped pants that I haven’t worn in 3 years.

Luckily, shoes shouldn’t be a problem.  I’m a little hard on shoes so they tend to wear out after a couple of years.  The only issue will be not taking the shoeboxes.  In an effort to stay organized, I like to keep all of my footwear in the boxes they came in. Part of me thinks it also helps keep the shoes from getting worn out too fast. Lugging all of my shoes in a big garbage bag will be a little annoying, but I’ll get over it.  Being able to fit everything I need in my car is more important than a shoebox.

You want me to put that where?

Because I’m totally random, while moving my bedroom furniture from one room to the next,  I thought, “Why do I put my clothes in a specific drawer in my dresser?”

As you can see from the below diagram, I have special places for my clothes that don’t hang in the closet:

I diagram of where my clothes have to goAm I the only one who does this?  I had put my PJs/Hosiery in the bottom drawer, but it just didn’t feel right, so I rearranged the drawer placement.  It seems like I arrange my clothes by weight.  The heavier stuff goes on the bottom and becomes lighter and the drawers go up.

Of course, frequency can be a reason to place things in a certain way, but I’m pretty sure I access each drawer every day the same amount of times or pretty close to the same amount of times.

It’s pretty arbitrary as to where my clothes are placed and how they are grouped, but this is what makes me feel comfortable.  If I put my foundations in with my skirts, that would just seem weird even though, I usually have to wear one with the other.

I’m a wedding guest and I need a fabulous dress!

It’s wedding season. Wait, how come weddings have a season? That just seems odd. Why is summertime more apt to be when people get married? Personally, I like the fall better than the summer. The weather is nicer, at least in California, plus I hate the heat. Sweating when I’m just standing around somewhere pisses me off. Sweating in a nice outfit while standing around pisses me off even more.

Regardless, I have a wedding to attend in a few weeks. Last month, I finally decided to bite the bullet and look for a new dress. Stores in Sacramento have limited offerings. So, I was wading though the multitude of sites on the Internet. I was lamenting my fate on Twitter, when a friend of mine suggested I look at eShakti. Pardon me while I get a girly, but OH MY GOD! The dresses on the site are so cute and exactly what I was looking for, something classic & simple, but fit for a dressy occasion.

The best part? You can get a custom size and it doesn’t cost an arm & a leg. Seriously, look at this dress I bought. As torturous as it was to take my measurements, I’m glad that I did. When I got the dress, it fit me like a glove. I don’t think I’ve ever had a dress made to my measurements and look how cute it is!

Source: eshakti.com via Ms.Chick on Pinterest

 

The only problem was that the order was delayed by like 10 days. The customer service people did notify me and said it was because of a sudden increase in demand. I’m not sure how true that is, but I got my dress when they said.

Because I felt so pretty when I tried it on, I think I’m going to have to order another one.  But first, I need to find some shoes.

It’s too bad I don’t have a date for the wedding. I’m going to look well…fabulous!

>Relationships are funny, sometimes.

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There are certain forms of comedy that are just tired. The whole “take my wife, please” stuff was funny 50 years ago, but hasn’t been since. Women do that stuff too about their husbands/boyfriends. It’s frustrating to someone who is single to hear a married/non-single complain about their significant other in a general way. If they are that awful, just quit the damn field and shut the hell up. This isn’t the ’60s. Divorce is socially acceptable. You know you can break up with a person who makes you nuts, right? It might not be easy, but I can’t imagine that living with someone who makes you want to gouge your eyes out is any better for your mental health.

Also, women, I have a question for you. Why do you ask the men in your life ridiculous questions? Maybe it’s because the longest relationship I’ve been in was under a year or maybe it’s because I’m not borderline insane, but asking a guy what he would do relationship-wise after I’ve died is just a waste of time. Seriously, do the two of you have nothing else going on in your lives that all you can do is dream up insecure scenarios?

I highly doubt any of my friends have ever asked their male counterparts questions like “Does this make me look fat?” First of all, don’t ask a guy or a woman a dumb question like that. If you are really looking for fashion advice, your husband/boyfriend probably isn’t the best source. Here’s my piece of fashion advice to you, if you feel fat in it, don’t freaking wear it. It doesn’t matter what other people think, it’s how you feel while wearing the garment that matters.

And men, don’t think you’re getting out of this that easy. If you ever answer a sane question with “I don’t know,” you deserve to date a crazy woman. Stop the “I’m just a dumb man” cop out. You are obviously smart enough to keep yourself alive every day, so you should also man up and answer a direct question honestly. The “dumb man” card is over played. Too many times I’ve heard that excuse for rude and stupid behavior. You are an intelligent being, so stop pretending to be a dumb animal.

>Breaking up with your purse

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Today I realized that purses are metaphors for relationships. There’s not a woman around who has had a purse and thought, “I really hate this thing.”

Back when you bought the purse though, you were excited about it. The newness, the novelty, the utility! Then you started using it and it was great for a while, but as your life changes, so does the purse you need. Sometimes, you’re lucky enough to find the perfect purse. It fits just about every single purpose and social situation. The only reason you get rid of it would be because it just got worn out.

Most of the time though, you buy a purse thinking it will finally fill that void in your soul. OK, not your soul, but keep you happy because not only does it carry all the crap you seem to find necessary to daily life (lipstick, hand wipes, sunglasses case big enough to fit a small computer in, keys to houses that aren’t yours) as well as being able to easily find all that crap which always creeps into the dark corners of every other purse, pocketbook or handbag, so that when you need to find your keys in a dark parking garage at 9:30 at night, you can actually find them before the freaking out sets in.

Also, I hate big purses. The problem is that whenever I try to carry a small purse, I end up supplementing it with a carrier bag. You know, one of those bags that are usually used for small birthday presents or given to you at Sephora when you spend $150 on make up.

Ultimately, I’m in denial that I need a medium sized purse. I end up giving in to my too much necessary crap habit.

>Of nail polish and physics

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Oh So Glam! by OPI

I learned something about the universe today. Time is relative, but if you want it to stop, wait for your nails to dry.

Seriously. In the area around my fingernails time has completely stopped. Whatever molecular reactions are supposed to happen in order for the polish to dry, it doesn’t happen on my nails. Well, maybe it does, but my impatience obviously slows the process down.

Yes, I know it’s pretty much evaporation. Thanks, Einstein.

And I also know there is quick dry top coat, but I’m of a mind that it doesn’t keep my manicure looking pretty longer than a day. Sometimes patience is needed for beauty.

Example: My last manicure endured for 7 chip-free days. It could have been a fluke. I’ll report back next week if this polish is hardy. I know you are on the edge of your seat about the mundane activities in my life.