In this month's issue of Elle, M.A.C senior artist Fatima Thomas gives a liner lesson:
"For the perfect cat eye, outline the wing shape with a pencil, then fill it in."
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
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Wednesday, January 4, 2012
New Year's Rez
I don't even remember last year's resolutions. I'm sure it went something like 1) I will work out more 2) I will eat more healthy 3) I will get more organized.
Ah, bah humbug.
I am still "feeling" love for resolutions, but I plan to remember them and actually put them up somewhere I have to face them every day.
1) I will try to use up everything I buy.
I am so prone to the cycle of buying "oh my God! That cheese looks so good at the store" and then forgetting about it in the fridge where it succumbs to generous moldy fuzz.
My bad habit of letting millions of lipglosses sleep in their cozy makeup drawers only to expire will come to an end!
Time to consolidate, use and REUSE. The reuse part is especially brilliant. I have come across a lot of fantastic ideas for our old things. Those projects to come!
2) CREATE! CREATE! CREATE!
It's scary to write your own stuff, produce your own work, and well...face that it won't be good. But I'm up for the challenge!
3) REALLY, really this time stick to a gratitude journal.
I have so much to be thankful for and sometimes (ok, a lot of times) I dwell on the things that aren't happening instead of all the awesomeness around me. I am really becoming horrible at setting out time for mediation or prayer, so I am hoping that a journal can help me jump start those habits more. Instead of my embarrassing attempts at prayer just leading to me falling asleep.
I'll end at 3. I love 3's.
Ah, bah humbug.
I am still "feeling" love for resolutions, but I plan to remember them and actually put them up somewhere I have to face them every day.
1) I will try to use up everything I buy.
I am so prone to the cycle of buying "oh my God! That cheese looks so good at the store" and then forgetting about it in the fridge where it succumbs to generous moldy fuzz.
My bad habit of letting millions of lipglosses sleep in their cozy makeup drawers only to expire will come to an end!
Time to consolidate, use and REUSE. The reuse part is especially brilliant. I have come across a lot of fantastic ideas for our old things. Those projects to come!
2) CREATE! CREATE! CREATE!
It's scary to write your own stuff, produce your own work, and well...face that it won't be good. But I'm up for the challenge!
3) REALLY, really this time stick to a gratitude journal.
I have so much to be thankful for and sometimes (ok, a lot of times) I dwell on the things that aren't happening instead of all the awesomeness around me. I am really becoming horrible at setting out time for mediation or prayer, so I am hoping that a journal can help me jump start those habits more. Instead of my embarrassing attempts at prayer just leading to me falling asleep.
I'll end at 3. I love 3's.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Signs & Craigslist Danger
My friend and I were chatting today about starting vision boards and goal sheets, and how we should share them so we can continuously be reminded of what we want and our path toward success. Then I got something in the mail from Oprah. Yup, a journal for her life class. So I take it as an additional sign that I need to reflect more often.
And now I will take a detour from this note and write about being careful on Craigslist.
Now, Craigslist has been a savior to me many times in my life. When I moved to LA, I found my first apartment and job through Craigslist. I have been connected to great acting gigs for major networks and magazines through this list of Craig's.
But I have also found myself in odd situations where a voiceover job turns into some porn-like script or what sounded like a normal photoshoot turns into a weird "I'm going to film you while you piggyback your friend who is going to pretend to fart on you" scenario.
One guy was going to pay me $75 to sit on him. Not his face. On him. Some kind of bet to see if he can handle it. I ended up not doing it, but he kept trying to talk to me.
I recently responded to a post to do an improv scene. A live-comedic scene they called it. The situation ended up being wanting to use me as a plant where they bet their friend to go up to the 1st random person (me...I'm "random") he sees and do whatever I ask him to do. The friends were super keen on embarrassing him. I would get paid to suggest he take all of his clothes off and have to walk around the block. And he would HAVE to do it. Too bad that wasn't enough later on. They wanted me to pull down his underwear and the only way he could get his clothes back is if he pleasures himself to CLIMAX in front of me. Yeah. Not my cup of tea.
After refusing, they changed it back to the original mission of getting the guy to parade around naked. And they kept increasing pay. And offered to get me a cab.
Who knows what the real deal was. But I seriously need to filter my submissions to Craigslist ads. I don't need to be accidently involved in porn, fetishes, or my own death.
Now, Craigslist has been a savior to me many times in my life. When I moved to LA, I found my first apartment and job through Craigslist. I have been connected to great acting gigs for major networks and magazines through this list of Craig's.
But I have also found myself in odd situations where a voiceover job turns into some porn-like script or what sounded like a normal photoshoot turns into a weird "I'm going to film you while you piggyback your friend who is going to pretend to fart on you" scenario.
One guy was going to pay me $75 to sit on him. Not his face. On him. Some kind of bet to see if he can handle it. I ended up not doing it, but he kept trying to talk to me.
I recently responded to a post to do an improv scene. A live-comedic scene they called it. The situation ended up being wanting to use me as a plant where they bet their friend to go up to the 1st random person (me...I'm "random") he sees and do whatever I ask him to do. The friends were super keen on embarrassing him. I would get paid to suggest he take all of his clothes off and have to walk around the block. And he would HAVE to do it. Too bad that wasn't enough later on. They wanted me to pull down his underwear and the only way he could get his clothes back is if he pleasures himself to CLIMAX in front of me. Yeah. Not my cup of tea.
After refusing, they changed it back to the original mission of getting the guy to parade around naked. And they kept increasing pay. And offered to get me a cab.
Who knows what the real deal was. But I seriously need to filter my submissions to Craigslist ads. I don't need to be accidently involved in porn, fetishes, or my own death.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Reality...Paranoia...whatever you want to call it.
I've always wanted to be like the grandfather who is like an ox, strong and the epitome of good health... despite the fact that he smokes way too many cigarettes and drinks entirely too much whiskey.
Not that I'm a smoker or drink whiskey by the bottle.
I just eat whatever I want, drink as much as I want, barely exercise, and suck at taking vitamins. So honestly, at this rate, I probably won't be the most healthy person when I reach hag-dom. I'm probably not the most healthy person NOW.
Why the sudden concern?
Not that I'm a smoker or drink whiskey by the bottle.
I just eat whatever I want, drink as much as I want, barely exercise, and suck at taking vitamins. So honestly, at this rate, I probably won't be the most healthy person when I reach hag-dom. I'm probably not the most healthy person NOW.
Why the sudden concern?
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
November...Where's My Pumpkin Spice Latte?
Yup, it's the month of Thanksgiving. So here are some things I've been grateful for:
Breaking Bad: what an awesome show! It's my man's guilty pleasure so I catch it sometimes when our viewing schedules happen to merge. We have "our" shows and then our own shows we are allowed to watch without the other giving any guilt trips. "His" show is Breaking Bad. Yes, couples are annoying. Haven't you noticed?
Case in point. Who do you usually go to the movie theater with? Your significant other, right? So then that's the person you usually catch previews with and get excited about a particular movie, only to promise that you will watch it with each other. Fast forward to you and a group of friends making last minute plans to get together and perfect! There is a showing in 5 minutes for a movie that everyone in the group has been dying to watch. Except you are shifting uncomfortably because you would be breaking that said promise if you watched it without your honey. Annoying!
What a tangent.
My improv class has also been a source of happiness. It is extremely scary having NO idea what the plan is for your performance or dialogue. I am getting more outside of my own crazy head. It is improv level 1, and we will be having our graduation show in December. Someone get me some Depends because I will pee the stage!
Monday, November 14, 2011
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