Fashion Magazines

I love looking at fashion magazines from other countries and comparing the trends to what’s going on in the USA.  I’ve got a copy of Paris Vogue and Glamour UK right now and I can say that the American counterparts just do not hold a candle!  While our magazines tend to focus on the hottest celebutante or reality “star” of the moment, the European magazines are more high brow and actually have spreads on fashion and style.   Gee whiz what a concept!  I also love seeing the hottest new makeup trends that have hit the runway for this season.  While some of these makeovers are a bit weird for everyday looks they are a great inspiration for a more toned down version that any girl could wear even to her local Starbucks. :D

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Everything

I used to be a very shy, lonely girl. I say girl because I was over 18, but not yet a woman within myself. I was 18, but still clinging to all my childhood pain and anger, still embracing my teen angst and rebellion; it was all I had to keep me alive. To keep me from gathering the courage to see what was on the Other Side. For a year there had been a man who’d been training me, preparing me for things to come, teaching me, forcing me to become more than the sum of my broken parts. Broken parts- the means were there, but all my foundations were in ruins, and this man, my man, was trying to build on top of rubble. I had a restless spirit and a bad home life, so I left. Proverbially to sow my wild oats. 2 years and my first criminal record later I came home, only different. Before, I had been nothing, though everything was there for me to be something. It took countless miles, terrible prices and soul searing agonies to become what I am. Rape, near homelessness, jail, even a conversation with death, but I’m here. It took 2 years to realize that I had it all, I just needed to lift it up, clear out the rubble and lay solid groundwork. Formulas were never my forte. I went about it all backwards. Built the tower before I poured the foundation. Grew into the woman before I knew she was me. No one wants to suffer, to know pain and sorrow. Especially not me, and for so long I thought that was my purpose in life, to live in pain. It wasn’t that. I was learning. From each new horror and crisis and fire to walk through there was a lesson, a boundary of myself to break through. Last month I realized that for the first time. In everything learn something. Be it good or bad, carry it with you always, for you’ll have need of it again. Last month I became a woman at the age of 21. Remember that, when you’re happiest, and when you’re saddest, but especially when you’re simply feeling fine. From eveything, learn something. From joy learn to smile. From pain know that joy will follow. But perhaps most importantly- never leave the house without clean underwear. You never know when that bus won’t stop just because its a red light.

Blogcatalog

Just joined blogcatalog.  Hopefully I’ll be listed here:

http://www.blogcatalog.com/directory/art/crafts/knitting/

Shopping

I’ve just got my latest machine. It is hard getting used to the phone though – learning all of the buttons. I am in gadget heaven.

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Why do I feel this way

I’m dying, did you know? And I’m trying so hard to pretend I’m not, to fool myself and everyone else. There are all these words locked inside of me, and they won’t come out. I just want someone to hold me. PLEASE! I feel so alone, and lost, and it hurts just to breath. Please, somebody help me! I sleep all the time because that’s the only time when it doesn’t hurt, when I don’t exhaust myself by trying to double think myself into happiness. I just want to be able to talk to someone. About anything. I feel so completely locked inside myself and no one seems to want to listen. I just want some attention. I sit on this bed day after day and I watch them- ( I never got to finish this )

Geeky News

Space.com has an interesting article.The space station’s new robot remained without power because of a cable design flaw Friday as flight controllers devised yet another plan to get electricity flowing to the machine’s various joints and electronics.

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Good wishes to everybody

May all obstacles be removed from your true way,
and the healing light shine on you.
You draw the boundary lines of your destiny.
Cultivate friendship and appreciate.

Regarding Memes

What would you say if I told you that there is more to life than to be so competitive. How is this related to Memes, you ask. Fair enough. So you want to know the truth? Last month my whole body was filled with fear. Unfortunately, maybe. As I was saying… Yet, somehow I didn’t feel like I should have felt. I collided with the powers of a everything white. This is special, because…

Stash Haul | Long Eyelash Yarn Scarf

So I usually avoid novelty yarns, but this eyelash yarn at my LYS was just sooo soft and gorgeous I had to get it.  I’m going to make a scarf for my niece and she specifically asked for the furry yarn.  I’m just glad that somebody’s going to appreciate my knitting for once.

knitting and life

There are numerous reasons why I prize my agent. She’s knowledgeable about the publishing industry. She’s gaga about my pieces. She’s such awesome to talk to, and she’s funny! She sees what I’m attempting to do as a author, and concurrently helps me to suss out other openings and the big picture of my writing career. In so many ways, she enables me to continue publishing.
5 women I talked with over the week decided to tell me about their experiences and give me makeup tutorials and LiLash reviews. The first woman’s name is Zera, and she is a forty year old mom. Seeing her age, she is menopausal and normally lash growth would need about two months. She said that inside her first 2 weeks she noticed new growth and by the end of the 7th week, she had lashes as long as her present ones.
I have also been knitting quite a lot these days. Still I am totally into my first ever serious project, which is astonishingly for myself, and it is taking quite a bit of time to finish. I have only a arm and the button row left. I am entirely excited about this pullover.I am using a exquisite red alpaca yarn. I just hope the size will fit me. I cannot think of anything more disappointing than spending months making something that doesn’t fit at the end!!!!