pratchett's beard

one line and i can be flirty.
one line and i can be seductive.
one line and i can look like a panda.

as a follow up to my last post, i'm gonna talk about makeup. a while ago, i stopped wearing it. i put on only a bit of powder (which rubs of pretty quickly, i touch my face a lot) and i am good to go. it wasn't that much of a shock for me or my mates, my skin is pretty nice and i never wore much makeup. i put it on sometimes, when i want to look pretty or ridiculous (or both at the same time ;]) but for everyday some mascara and lipstick is just fine.

but there is the other side of spectrum of the makeup wearers. the ones that are obsessed with it and pretty much addicted.

i had a friend like that. she wore heavy, black eyeliner and lots of mascara. add that to blush and bronzer plus lipgloss and the image of b. comes to mind. i saw her once without any of that on. and, big surprise, i couldn't even recognise her. 5 years down, completely different woman. i told her that she looked so young and very different. and beautiful. back then i thought that she wore so much makeup only to cover some scars or something. but she just didn't like her face au natural.

makeup gives us the unique chance to fiddle with our appearance without surgeries or changing clothes. you can create a makeup look and feel like a diva in it, dress like a diva and probably be a diva for the night. though that you can cover yourself too. and my question here is, why would you want to do something like that?

why hide behind foundation and eyeshadow?
why hide behind ginger hair and the diva look on your eyes?




shakespeare's beard

i had my hair redone tonight. once again, again and again since i was about 13. highlights, temporary, ''for 4-6 weeks'' and finally permanent. first time, second, sixth, once a month. now that i think of it, it sounds crazy.
now i know people who have never seen me with my natural hair. i have friends who forgot that i didn't have bright ginger hair from birth. even my mum thinks i look weird without my orange shaggy head. to be honest that's probably the most mental think, looking from a far, even i feel incomplete without it. now even i have troubles with imagining myself with my natural hair. i don't really have many photos and it just looks weird that way. did you see me with natural hair? i feel that maybe once or twice but it was so long ago...

the same thing is with curling. naturally i have this part straight part curly, wavy hair type that probably most of us has. but i love it super curly. and i'm lazy so i got it done at a salon, like permanently until it grows back. i got so used to it i can't even remember styling my hair the other way. like when was the last time i washed my hair actually in the shower and blow-dried it? it must have been almost 4 years ago.

[well maybe i'm exaggerating a bit, but you get the idea]

my question now it why the heck? why i spend my pressssiousss time and money on another dye and a few hours at hairdressers?

because i create myself.
and i want to look nice, for myself mostly but if somebody sees me and they think i look nice, it's always nice, nice....
but why? why don't we just lower our standards, even towards ourselves, and stop obsessing over looks.
but you do feel better with nicely done hair, going through the street, or even sitting alone in your room (story of my life).
i think that everybody does all that beauty stuff for different reasons.

for my purposes i can tell you why i do that.
as i said before, i create myself. and i really don't like how my hair looks naturally, so i hide it when i can.

but this brings up so many more questions.
but i will tackle this and the makeup issue in the next post.

for now,



p.s. i think this might be the first post in the ''opinions'' series i told you about like weeks ago. i know, reflex is useful.



*where the hell have you been?*
places you don't want to hear about. it was magical at times but mostly it was dark, cold and terrifying. i hope that now i will be back for good.

a lot has happened during my free weeks. the fashion weeks mostly. i was going to do a review of some of the shows transmitted live. but i missed the ones i wanted to watch and it was a disaster in general. plus i'm not sure if anyone apart from me is interested in that kinds of posts. let me know?

i also have some new stuff. lookbook? for wintery spring, which is what it is outside here? anybody?

i had a ton of stuff to tell you. and i wrote the beginning of this post and got distracted for 3 days. so i don't know. if i think of something, follow me on twitter and i'll probably remember at like 3 am and tweet it.

good, i hope i'll see you really soon

sooner than you think....