Style and Musings

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Bold Brilliant Beautiful You - April 
Do Something Bold

It's just a party really.  And I love a good party.

This April for Bold Brilliant Beautiful You, I knew what I was going to write about as soon as the group was prompted to  "do something bold for ourselves we wouldn't normally do."   I knew right away that my bold move was the Style and Musings event I collaborated on last week.  To give you a bit of background, please click here.  

Photos by #thanksjonny using an iPhone 5
Now, hosting a shindig is not a problem.  I really like providing a good time for great company, though I have admittedly not entertained at home in a while.  I like to get people together, I love the planning, the decorating, the cooking, the anticipation, etc, and mostly I enjoy seeing loved ones old and new sharing a drink, a laugh, and a moment or two together.  This is in my personal life.  As a blogger though, we all know how crazy private I (sort of) am.  

So to have an actual event, co-hosted with my friend and fashion blogger, Tamryn of Wannabe Fashion Blogger  as my blogger self with my actual name on the invitation sent out by the Social Beauty Company and on the RSVP page posted on Eventbrite, it ... is... really... BOLD.    Remember, I almost didn't join the #bbby project in January because I didn't want to post my picture on my blog in the first place.  I know, I know, issues... I am dealing.  My Instagram account had nary a photo of my face until attending Alt Summit in January, and that's because there were event photographers and people generally taking pictures of each other, so I knew it was time to let it go! 

My identity wasn't the boldest part of doing Style and Musings, though.   The rest of what made this BOLD to me was the act of organizing an off line event with tickets, sponsors, and all.  I thought, "There is no way people other than Tamryn's readers are going to want to be involved.  There is no way that I have readers that would want to come out and join us, nor is there any way that a business would want to be a part of this."  Goodness, was I wrong.  How happy I am to stand corrected.  

Though I knew from the start of our planning that this was bound to be a great time for everybody,  I was well aware that it could have gone in the other direction, had not all of the pieces come together.   From the support of La Boulange de Union, Hint Water, Bev Mo, Kidogo_Kidogo, and the team at the Social Beauty Company, to the enthusiasm and participation of our guests whose beauty treatment purchases benefitted Dress for Success San Francisco,  I proudly can say that my bold collaborative move this month did what we intended for it to do.  It brought our reading community together over a delightful afternoon of feel good beauty tips, drinks, bites, and camaraderie in support of strong, motivated San Francisco women.  I like that Dress for Success San Francisco is not just a place to donate an old suit.  It is an organization that gets women into the workplace and keeps them there by providing them with the tools, guidance, and support that reveals to women how important, powerful and capable they are.   I am looking forward to my volunteer orientation next month.  I am excited that I can be involved.  We all can.  Let's get this show on the road, shall we???

Fun and surprises!  Even Toffifay, my traveling penguin came out to play!

I wish you all could have made it to our event.  I sincerely thank you for reading, for commenting, for emailing, and generally wishing me well every step of the way.  If this is your first time here, thanks for visiting.  As my blog name indicates, I would still be writing even if nobody reads this, but I am well aware now that because somebody reads this little blog of mine, I have the courage to be even bolder than I could have hoped to be.  

That is what I wish for you too.   If there is something you are passionate about, pursue it.  If there is something that interests you, seek it.  If you know that there is something that comes naturally to you, something that you are good at, do it and more importantly, share it.  Not everyone is looking, but believe me, at least somebody is.  

When all else fails, remember,

Alcohol, lipgloss, and raffle prizes on a Sunday afternoon makes everything possible.

About Bold Brilliant Beautiful YOU
I’m joining forces with some amazing friends to motivate and encourage ourselves and others to be bold and step out from behind the lens, projects, and mama status to show ourselves. That’s right, we’re doing something just for us.

And we’re inviting you to join us! Each of us has something bold, brilliant and beautiful inside—whether it’s a dream to travel the globe, wear those sparkly shoes in the back of our closet, or change the world. The #boldbrilliantbeautiful project is a support group for all of us seeking to be real and vulnerable. No judging, no questions, just support and words of encouragement.

Snippets from my week

Sunday, April 20, 2014

As the Easter season comes to an end, I am reminded of the blessings I have and those day to day moments that make me smile.  These are some of the happy snippets from my week. All pictures were taken by me, unless otherwise indicated. Follow me on Instagram (@blogger_bp) to see more!  

I started cooking again-- it's been a while.  I have been surviving on green smoothies, take out Pho, lettuce wrapped Super Duper burgers, and Amy's Organic vegetable soups for the past weeks.  Wielding a kitchen knife and  hitting the farmers' markets again has felt Oh-so-right ... Even the simplest homemade dishes, when prepared with my hands, make me feel like I've come home.   

I wish I could say I found my original P.O. Box key after misplacing it for a few weeks, but having it replaced was good enough.   Since the stern postal worker who warned me I'd lose it months back when she saw me casually toss my key into my bag was nowhere in sight, I had the guts to ask a different person for a spare!  Time to catch up for National Letter Writing Month!  

Chilling on a bench one morning at one of the quieter places in the city.  I love how crisp early morning air can be, and how sitting in the right spot at the right time of day, gazing out at brick, cement, and glass buildings can be as calming as sitting at the beach.  I take what I can get.

I met a great eyewear designer who also created this charming necklace quoting her boyfriend.  We are all lovable.  We are all worthy.  Let love in.  "Let me love you, dammit!"

This happened on Tuesday I think ... #amowningit

then THAT happened on Saturday.  Yes two bags in my lap... #potatoesareavegetable

BUT this happened too!  Dandelion greens are at their peak in spring!  I like how these leaves clear things out and help me feel good (typically sans potato chip binge).

"Cheese!" My sister iMessaged my hubby & me this picture of our little nephew she took last Friday afternoon. I dare say this toddler loves us as much as he loves Thomas the Tank Engine!  Who wouldn't be cheered up by that little face (and those baby feet)? 

Here's to more moments, my friends! How was your Happy Monday!  

The Eyes Have Had It

Saturday, April 12, 2014

If I choose to go through life with my eyes closed, they may as well look as good as Audrey's!  Photo source.

"Stop making that face."

Don't squint.  

Stop rolling your eyes.

Always sleep on your back.

Never rub your eyes even when they are itchy.

Remove all makeup before bed.  No exceptions.

Use non medicated eyedrops for dry eyes.

Use under eye cream.

Use under eye gel.

Use sunscreen under your eyes.

Don't touch the area around your eyes.

Massage around your eyes.

Make sure you are gentle with your eyes.

Growing up my mother had warned me about my expressiveness potentially being hazardous for my looks.  I don't do "poker face" very well.  My whole face moves while I talk, my lips curl when I am self conscious, my brows move up and down while I listen and I look every which way as I think.  I am now about the age my mom must have been when she started telling me to stop doing all of that, and frankly, I get it.  She was right.  No, it's not because I have a daughter whose reactions drive me crazy, whose eye rolls push my buttons.  I agree because I am now in my late thirties, and my face, my eye area specifically, is starting to show its wear and tear.

When looking into the hand held mirror post facial (and by the way, we all know what damage can be done when peering into a magnifying hand held mirror), Ms. Meticulous gave me a bit of serum to pat under my eyes after I'd pointed out that they looked lighter but still tired.  When I showed her the leftover gel on my finger tip she said, "just pat it over your wrinkles, referring to the corners of my eyes (WHAT?!?!?) and there too, definitely on those small wrinkles," pointing between my brows.  (excuse me? Gulp)

I wasn't prepared for that.  I wasn't prepared for being "there" yet.  I can deal with hyper pigmentation, or with adult breakouts, or dry patches, but wrinkles--  wrinkles that are not exactly obvious from an acceptable personal distance, but are evident enough to require some extra product, I was dumbfounded.  If my mind at that moment had a score, it would have been the sound of silence ... and a few crickets…

The following evening at the event celebrating Troy Surrat's makeup line at BarneysNY, I was swiftly taken under the wing of CoutureStyle Sheyla. Now, I am well acquainted with concealer.  Though I agree with Bobbi Brown and most every other makeup artist out there that it is "the secret to the universe,"  I had to do a mental shift when I started feeling her light touch with Surréaliste Skin Concealer move from under my eye, in towards my bridge, and lightly up from the inner corner to about a third of the way onto my lid.  "Wow," I thought to myself, "it's come to this."  

Therein lies the magic of makeup, therein lies the fun in cosmetics, you really can look the way you already feel, or want to feel with the right product, and when we are really lucky, with the touch of a skilled professional. The effect was more than pleasing.  I looked freshly polished with a kicked up smoked out eye thanks to her effortless wielding of the Smoky Eye Baton.  You can see the result on my IG account here (mind you I realize I was standing directly under an overhead light = shadows).

I will embrace the addition of a wrinkle busting element to my routine, and accept that my concealing regimen now covers more real estate around my eyes.  I have to.  And I want to … because let's face it, no matter how much we fret, don't we ladies all think makeup and skincare is fun?  My eyes look back at themselves when I look in the mirror and more often than not, they look like they've had it, at least for now.  Time to start treating them even better.  I never see women at a makeup counter frowning when they buy new products.  Aren't we always smiling, excited and laughing when we walk away?  Oh you don't?  Well… you should!  Pouting won't help.  Apprehension won't wipe it away.

So yes, my eyes may have had it. So let's move on and play.  There are too many fun products and options out there to make this tedious for us. We may as well enjoy the challenge.  What do you use?  What advice have you followed all your life?  What do you think about your eye area?

If you have no answers to share, maybe you need to come to the Marina tomorrow and find some!

What a coincidence!  

Time to come out and play if you are a local San Francisco reader and want to talk eyes, skin care, colors, hair, etc.  in person!  It's the beauty event I am co hosting with the fun loving Wannabe Fashion Blogger at The Social Beauty Company with 5% of all service and product sales going to Dress for Success San Francisco, tomorrow April 13 from 11-2pm.  A few free tickets may still be available here.  We are going to serve spring cocktails from BevMo and coffee, pastries and refreshments from our neighborhood buddies at LaBoulangerie Union and Hint Water.  And of course, there is a raffle.  It wouldn't be a reader brunch bloggy style without one!  So what do you think?  Is it a date????

Lessons from My Laundry

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

If there is something that I have been figuring out this week (and aren't I always figuring out something)   is that things seem to fall into place right when you take a breath.  I wonder if it's the way laundry feels, being tousled and turned in the washing machine.   Front loaded or not, it is still disorienting for the clothes, even though it is supposed to be gentler than a conventional machine.  They get whipped around, first hot, then cold, drenched, drained, soaked, rinsed, and spun once more.  All in the effort of getting them clean and back to normal.  I wonder if the clothes are like me, knowing that the wash is a periodic part of life that gets us back to our cores while testing our strength and resilience.  Delicates or not, the laundry can't wait for the drum to stop and for the long awaited time to hang out on the drying rack to commence.   

Real time photo of my laundry drying on our trusted rack…the most relaxing period in their wash and wear lives.  Made with StudioDesign.  

Before going back out into the world or stuffed into drawers, I am like that hanging laundry.  Laying still, stretching out, lying in the sun, or simply in a temperature controlled room.  I feel refreshed, I feel clean, I feel whole.  I look forward to that moment after the wild cyclone, and need to trust that the moment will always come.  

Even socks get their moment of shavasana, at least in my world.

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