kat’s eye view

Finish Last. 

I wanted to digress upon was the fact that there aren’t any negative connotations about nice girls. Is it because girls are just supposed to be nice? 

Silly society.

There are no good girls gone wrong, just bad girls found out. - Mae West

 

 

“It ain’t what you don’t know that gets you into trouble. It’s what you know for sure that just ain’t so.”  - Mark Twain

 

Oh, how I miss my blissful days… 

My roommate recently scored a goodie bag on her bday which included the color “Lost Without My GPS“, it’s the second one from the left. After seeing it on her fingers and her toes, I decided I needed to go test drive this color myself. And guess what? I’m TOTALLY LOVING IT, the only thing I don’t like about it is the name. It’s a little offensive. It suggests that women have no sense of direction, and would not know where they were unless they had their navigation system. OR women that wear this color have a head filled with air, and don’t know where there are going without their GPS. I just hate what it implies about women, but either way, LOVE the color, HATE the name. 

I’ve always loved nail polish. It’s one of those things.. like shoes or bags, it doesn’t change or look different even though you’ve gained a couple pounds. Where as, my clothes don’t look the same on me after a couple dates to the bakery. I am no expert, well, not like other nail polish lovers such as http://polishaddict.com.  BTW, I’d totally click that link for all your nail color questions. She’s pretty awesome. 

I’m forever buying nail polish to look for new shades or brands to fall in love with. So far, my favorites are as follows:

Ballerina, Chanel: The one on the left. When I’m not experimenting with a new color this will be on my nails. It’s like rice for my nails, a staple. 

Goes on smooth and dries quickly. Even color that can be worn with just a single coat. But I like to double, even triple the coat to bring out the whiteness in the pink. Good on fingers, I’ve never put it on my toes.

Cyber, MAC:  I stinking heart this color. It looks darker than it is, but after about 3 coats, it’s true color emerges. It’s a mix between purple and maroon. It has a lot of red tones.

It’s pretty thin, and the color isn’t as dense as I would like it to be, but it’s still pretty amazing. I love it on my toes with a little rhinestone flower in the corner. 

Chinatown, NARS: Another color that I absolutely ABHOR the name of. Just because it’s a red-tone, does it need to be associated with China? Anyways, enough of my PC-ness. 

This color is a perfect dark-red color for my skin tone. NARS actually makes pretty good nail polish, but at $16 a pop, they better! The color is rich, smooth and goes on evenly. Great for fingers & toes! 

 Wicked, Essie (#249): I was a little unsure about this color because it seemed similar to the NARS one, but it’s actually quite different. This one is a little bit darker, and gives off more of a black tone than red. Since black has been ‘in’ this past winter, I’ve rocked it on my fingers, although it’s still a little too dark for me. 

Essie is known for their fun nail polish names that are irrelevant to the description of the color itself. Inexpensive, dependable nail polish brand. 

Goth, Orly: Since we’re on a dark polish run, I decided to include a black. It’s really hard to find a good black polish, but this one has been one of my favorites. It has some glitter in it that isn’t too noticeable but adds that something extra, like fun, in the color. Did I mention how the glitter isn’t like high school glitter style, it’s more adult.

It’s not thin and see-through like other blacks I’ve purchased. I like Orly brand nail polishes overall, they’re professional quality, a friend who used to work at a nail salon pointed me to the brand. It’s a strong nail polish that doesn’t chip as easily as others. A little on the pricey side, but if you’re serious about your nail polish, it’s worth it. 

Orly French Manicure Collection:

Since we’re talking about Orly, I decided to mention what I use when I have time to spend on my nails. I use Orly, Bare-Rose, and the White Tips. When I have all day, I’ll throw in a pinkish beige for the middle part, but it looks fine without it. 

Start with your base coat, move on to the White Tip, use a brush and dip it in acetone to clean up the line. Then fill in with the Bare-Rose. Top coat, and Voila~ pretty pretty fingers & toes. 

Swisa Nail Buffer: The most important part of polishing ones nails is buffing/filing. I originally used a brand called “Egyptian Goddess” that was this 3 sided block, but I think Swisa sued them for stealing their patented item. Anyways, it’s pretty great because there’s a nail buffer, filer, and a nail smoother/shiner on one block! I think Bath and Body Works also makes one similar to this. 

 On The Prowl, MAC - Hello Kitty - I’ve been DYING to try this color. It’s been sold out since it came out, and I hear nothing but great things about it. It’s a gray color and has a substantial amount of white in it. I want, I want… 

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Happy Painting!

Give me a reason…

At the grocery store, stopped at a red light, washing the dishes, walking my dog, brushing my teeth, but mostly when my eyes open and right before I go to sleep. 

In the most unlikeliest of places do I wonder where you are, what you’re doing, how you’re feeling, if you’ve eaten and wishing you a smile from miles away. 

You are the first and last thought I have each day. You win, (……….)

i am missing you

While we were deliriously painting the last pieces of our group project, one of my ‘family’ members asked me a very important question regarding relationships and money. She was telling me that she felt a little bothered because she found herself paying for most of the outings her and her bf were going on. She thought at the very least, the guy should pay more because… he is the man. 

Q: When in a long term relationship, should expenses be split between both parties?

A: Depends, read below.

Before I decided to go back to school and had a full-time job, I paid for dates that I had suggested. For example, if I invited him out for dinner at a specific restaurant, wanted to watch a movie, suggested going bowling, or wanted to randomly go to Disneyland (the happiest place on Earth), then I would foot the bill. It’s only fair. But anything after that was pretty much split, because “your money is my money and my money is my money” (jk) 

This is the first time since I turned 18 that I’m working less than 40 hours a week, (actually I’m working about 1/5 of those hours), and I have the most bills than I’ve ever had in my life. Those 2 factors alone means I should probably make it a CBS night and twiddle my thumbs for fun until I graduate. Fortunately, my counterpart has no problem feeding me when I’m hungry, because otherwise I’m grumpy. (smart man) I pull out my wallet when I can, and I’m more than happy to do so.  

Money is always a touchy subject. Especially when there’s not a lot to go around and these days. I feel that the most ‘fair’ way to go about the question, who should pay and how much, is dependent on the income of both people and how many expenses they have. It should be proportionate. 

Let’s just say a couple lives together, and the rent is $1000/month. Their combined income is 100K a year. Partner A makes 60K, and Partner B makes 40K, than, proportionately, A should pay $600, and B should pay $400. 

So basically, I told my “family” member that if her and her bf are equally broke, then splitting the bill is completely acceptable, and there shouldn’t be any gendered notions of what a man ’should’ do.

I got my first tattoo!!!

Now that I got that out of my system…

I’ve wanted a tattoo since I was 15 and when all my friends were getting roses, hearts, chinese symbols on their shoulder blades, pelvic area, and ankles, I chose not to participate. It’s not that I didn’t want to join in on their fun, it’s that I felt something so permanent should be meaningful, special, cool, well thought out, etc. Being the commitment phobe that I am, I could never just commit to one design for too long. Once I thought I wanted something, I couldn’t figure out where I wanted it, and then when I figured out where I wanted it, I didn’t like the design anymore. So on and so forth. 

But alas, I found it. The timing, the design, the placement, artist, everything just felt right. 

I don’t want to sound all sappy or anything, but it’s kind of like starting a relationship and falling in love. Being nervous, sweaty palms, fear of getting hurt and the pain that is inevitable. All the pieces have to fit for it to work, and you have a beautiful picture. When love ends, it’s like trying to remove it. It hurts much more than it ever did and scars will always remain to remind you of the once perfect piece you had.

Btw, did you notice it’s April Fools Day today?

When I was 12, my best guy friend and I promised each other that we would get married if we were both still single at 25. Now at 27, he’s married with his first child on the way and our promise has been long forgotten. 

A little while ago, I was having a beer with one of my guy friends whom I have known my whole adult life, but have only been close to for the past year or so and he suggested we get together in our 30’s if we’re not already married or attached. Skip all the bullshit of a courtship and jump straight into it. I’m assuming he meant marriage.

This kind of safety net sounds innocent enough, but not long after I started to feel insulted. I don’t ever want to be anyone’s back up, I want to be their first choice. If I’m not good enough right now, why will I be good enough to date later? 

I just laughed it off, no need to kill the mood with my opinions. It was just a joke anyway.

Yes.. let’s just eat our stewed peanuts and move on.

Remember that childhood sing-along rhyme? 

“Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar? (insert name) stole the cookie from the cookie jar! Who me? Yes, you! Couldn’t be! Then who?” 

Yea, my hand has been in the cookie jar. So sue me.

I can’t have just one cookie. I think that’s why I like PopTarts so much. They come in packages of 2. Madelines from Starbucks are good too. Those come in packages of 3. But lately, I’ve been noticing the floatation device around my middle has been bloated for awhile so I think I should just limit myself to 1 cookie after dinner. I must choose which 1 cookie might be best for me. Oatmeal raisin? Chocolate chip? White chocolate macadamia nut? Why can’t there be a mixture of all the delicious cookies out there. Oatmeal, chocolate chip w/macadamia nuts? Perfection. 

:decisions, decisions, and then we all fall down:

ps, i didn’t just write an entry about cookies, or did i?

...(story as told to me by anonymous)...

So I had been dating this guy for a little bit. Things were great, we got along, connected on many different levels, and then *poof* he disappears without a trace.  

When a guy loses his balls somewhere up his ass and doesn’t have half a brain to realize they were missing to begin with, he is bound to ‘forget’ about his girl.

Unreturned phone calls, 10 bitten off nails and a week later, an apology that starts like, “Sorry we’ve been having communication issues lately…” is just unacceptable. 

WTF?

Let’s translate that for a minute…

WE haven’t been having any communication issues, the issue is the fact that there was no communication. That issue is YOURS and YOURS ONLY. Take responsibility. Be honest. You just weren’t that into ME. 

It’s a big pill to swallow, since I’m so wonderfully beautiful and charming, but I had to keep my cool on this one. The lame-o email promised a phone call later on during the week, and I can’t wait to hear from him, only so I can chew him out. But honestly, I’m done. He doesn’t even deserve to hear my voice again. As hard as it is to not get closure, I’ve already made peace with it. He’s a weenie, not worth my time, bigger fish in the sea…. enough said.  

It’s hard to get rejected, but it takes more courage to reject someone. Honesty is the best policy, especially with your own self. My friend Bill got it right when he said: 

... This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Farewell; my blessing season this in thee!

	-- William Shakespeare

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