If you've been wondering where I've been (probably not)... I've been pinning. A lot.
I'm sure by now that most of you are fully aware of Pinterest, but if you're not, do yourself a favor and go now. You'll need an invite and you can request one, but if you don't receive one in your inbox with in a day or so send me your email address and I'll be glad to invite you.
Pinterest has opened my eyes to a world of crafting, homesteading, cooking, humor, inspiration, helpful hints, tips, tricks, and so much more. This site makes searching the web for ideas, recipes, etc, so much easier - everything is right there and categorized!
The best part is that even though I've been online pinning like crazy, this site has actually improved my way of being. It has awakened something in me that has been dormant for quite awhile - my creativity. Due to Pinterest, I've been organizing, planning, crafting, cooking, and doing super cool science experiments with the boys. Rather than simply following others statuses and wishing I was doing more, I am. The site that initially sucked me in and rendered me useless due to sensory overload has amazingly gotten me off the couch and has me doing more and more and more!
I'm in love! (And so is my family)
xo ~ Aleisha
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Friday, November 4, 2011
A Day of Beauty at the Salon
Today I went to Salon Carolina to see my sister and to get my beauty on! I got my ususal: eyebrows waxed, a few foils, and a trim. The boys were with me so they joined in and got their handsome on with some sharp hair cuts.
As we all know, beauty is in the eye of the beholder or the beer holder (as my husband would say). However, as I sat under the dryer waiting for my color to process, I flipped through a recent issue of Elle magazine and what I found with in the 200 pages or so was an amazing amount of "beauty".
How is it that designers truly believe that emaciated, doe eyed, mussed hair models are the best ways to advertise their products? And by products, I mean their ridiculously over the top clothes, shoes, make-up, and accessories. All of the ads were exactly the same. Every advertisement showcased a hungry-looking, he/she with too much make-up, ridiculous hair, ridiculous hair, and the same vacant look in every single picture which included big eyes looking off into space with "seductively" parted lips. Missing from all these lovely pictures? Smiles. Not one. Not even an ironic smile. Everyone looked mad or sad.
I, for one, know that these ads make me want to rush right out and spend hundreds of dollars on a pair of Marc Jacobs sunglasses. (That's sarcasm friends).
Beauty to me is none of those things, but obviously it is to enough people that designers still find it lucrative to pump immense amounts of money into these so-called fashion magazines to get ridicoulously rich people to buy their products and to make the working class feel less than. In consideration of all that our world is and the economic status of our United States of America, this is completely unfathomable that these ads are still...cool.
Of course, my round, rosy cheeks, my big smile along with my awesome, in-place hair (thanks Adena) give me no leg to stand on (well really, I'm a little on the chunky side so that's not true, but still) in regards to what is fashionable or fathomable.
As we all know, beauty is in the eye of the beholder or the beer holder (as my husband would say). However, as I sat under the dryer waiting for my color to process, I flipped through a recent issue of Elle magazine and what I found with in the 200 pages or so was an amazing amount of "beauty".
How is it that designers truly believe that emaciated, doe eyed, mussed hair models are the best ways to advertise their products? And by products, I mean their ridiculously over the top clothes, shoes, make-up, and accessories. All of the ads were exactly the same. Every advertisement showcased a hungry-looking, he/she with too much make-up, ridiculous hair, ridiculous hair, and the same vacant look in every single picture which included big eyes looking off into space with "seductively" parted lips. Missing from all these lovely pictures? Smiles. Not one. Not even an ironic smile. Everyone looked mad or sad.
I, for one, know that these ads make me want to rush right out and spend hundreds of dollars on a pair of Marc Jacobs sunglasses. (That's sarcasm friends).
Beauty to me is none of those things, but obviously it is to enough people that designers still find it lucrative to pump immense amounts of money into these so-called fashion magazines to get ridicoulously rich people to buy their products and to make the working class feel less than. In consideration of all that our world is and the economic status of our United States of America, this is completely unfathomable that these ads are still...cool.
Of course, my round, rosy cheeks, my big smile along with my awesome, in-place hair (thanks Adena) give me no leg to stand on (well really, I'm a little on the chunky side so that's not true, but still) in regards to what is fashionable or fathomable.
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