I woke up this morning thinking about beauty routines…weird I know. I count my lucky stars that my mother wasn’t a huge “makeup” mom so I never got into the warpaint scene much as a kid. My beauty regieme is pretty basic, I use oatmeal based bar soap on my face and body and sometimes an apricot scrub as an exfoliant when I get dry. The face stuff has been pared down to a basic Ponds moisturizer, a small jar of undereye creme, a tube of mascara and a tube of the cherry Chapsitck. Easy math. My skin isn’t perfect but I’d rather bare it all then spend precious time in the morning trying to cover up the freckles and random pimples that make an appearance once in awhile.

And I’m happy with it, I’ve lost count the number of times that guys have told me that the reason they find me attractive is because I don’t wear makeup. I always end up pointing out the mascara but the response is always the same – “Yeah, but you can’t even tell.” while they gesture to the lady across the bar who is made up with the same amount of makeup as Mimi was in Drew Carrey.

But I know that a lot of women both young and old spend countless dollars and tons of time applying makeup and creams and all manner of “gunk” to themselves in the name of looking ‘hot’ or even by their definition ‘normal’. I’ve recently become aquainted with a group of young ladies who fall into this category. They are all beautiful, have great skin and have the benefit of youthful vigor on their side, yet they wear so much makeup and hair stuff that even when I see them on a Tuesday afternoon they appear to be heading to a night club!

I had the chance to observe the bathrooms of one such of these ladies and all I gotta say is holy hell! There were more bottles and potions and just stuff around on the sinks and shelves than I’d ever seen. God knows what most of it was for but I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed at the site of it all. It made me grateful that I had managed to simplify my routine, still look great and could fit all of my “girl junk” into a small basket on my sink.

“Beauty” like that is expensive and I always marvel at the cost that ladies go to for them to get the latest and greatest. In hard economic times such as these I can only hope that if women are looking for extra ways to save cash that they take a look at all the money they have on their face and realize that underneath all that money is a beautiful face that most likely doesn’t need to be covered up as much as they think. A clean bright face and a smile goes a very long way, and I have the phone numbers from guys to prove it. It’s nice to not stress about putting all that on and then carrying around all the touchup junk necessary to take a madeup face out into public.

I challenge you ladies, take a hard look at your vanity, learn to love your face without all the “extra” and you’ll be suprised at how much better you’ll begin to feel, how much money you save and how many more compliments you’ll get on the natural look you have because that natural look is hard to find these days and is greatly appreciated no matter what your age

I’m a huge Mario Kart whore, and this is damn cute:

Well the day is almost over but today is my blogoversary! Ironically enough I’ve had plenty to say for four years but I’m trying write this post and I don’t really have much to say about it *chuckle*

It’s been a good time though – raised some money for charity, gave some cool stuff away and ranted and raved about all sorts of stupid crap. Here’s to another four years of filling the internet with my useless ramblings

Tonight I found a new goodie to play with. Being a widget whore I couldn’t help myself, I just had to know what reading level of audience I could possibly cater to with my writing. Apparently I’m all systems go for the teeny-bopper crowd. My writing isn’t quite college material…but that’s ok…neither am I

Now, if you’ll excuse me I need to like, go put on a Hansen cd, paint my toes, and like, talk on the phone to my BFF (best friend forevea) Stacie until 2am! Like omg! *squeeeeee* Byeeee!

But before I go, how’d your blog fare? Spill in the comments plz kthxbai.

Due to my new found Etsy surfing addiction (thank you Mireio) I’ve found some rather cool cake websites. Don’t ask me why…I’m like a kid with ADD at a psycadelic circus when it comes to the ‘net – I’m all over the place.

In our house a “cake” is defined as something flat and rectangular or round-ish that I attempt to smear frosting on, make a piss poor attempt to write a heartfelt message of love and affection then throw sprinkles on the damn thing load it down with candles and torch the s.o.b. It’s a very Git-R-Done process that produces some of the ugliest cakes on the planet….so I thought.

Until I discovered Cake Wrecks.

Tacky frosting jobs, hilarious misspellings, freaky subject matter, and snarky commentary, uh, puts the icing on the cake (sorry I couldn’t help myself).

Seriously hang out over there for a bit and read the archives, the writer is HILARIOUS!

I now feel better about my lack of skillz with confections because even with my shitty cake making techniques I have to admit even I couldn’t produce the piles of crap some people are passing as professional cakes.

Once you’re done L’ing-your-FAO and whatnot check out Mike’s Amazing Cakes to see some really fuckin’ amazing cake-work