Monday, August 31, 2009

The British Are Coming! The British Are Coming!

The British are here!



Meet Trinny and Susannah.

~Susannah to the left in her fabulous orange frock & Trinny to the right showing off her darling daisy dress~

The Brit Babes from the original What Not To Wear are back and are fixing every fashion faux pas they can get their mitts on with TLC's Making Over America with Trinny and Susannah.*

Every style adventure begins with the duo driving to the intended target's home while reading a bio, neatly encased in a folder, as they gab about what they could discover upon stepping out and up to the next front door. Once there (each with one well-adorned shoe in), they 'meet and greet' and take the rest of the day to live the lives of their subject (whether donning military fatigues for a Staff Sergeant mother of three or leading little girls in some rah! rah! cheers as cheer leading coaches) They dig down deep to the root of the fashion-challenged individual and discern exactly what the woman wants to look and feel like when the experience is said and done and as a viewer, you feel like they really do want to listen, learn and help you achieve your goal (even if it is laced with something I personally adore: a twinge of sarcastic humor and wit) ... and it all starts with some much needed 'closet cleansing':


Sometimes Trinny and Susannah are even shocked at what they find!

When the first day is done, and the sun sets, just as the initial shock is starting to wear off the face of the makeover subject ... the twosome drops the next bit of shocking news: they aren't finished yet ... they aren't going anywhere ... nope, nope, nope! The entire next day will be spent shopping as they tug, fit and pull the gal into 'style shape.' Just to be sure that there are no second thoughts, excuses or plans for escape, the girls keep a close eye on their chickadee by watching from VERY close proximity: the driveway!


Of course only the best and most savvy form of transportation will do for these girly girls.

A rare, quiet morning moment for the fashionistas before getting ready for another day's work ...

... and after, emerging from their trailer all gussied up and ready to get their 'shop' on!

As they shop, they must first decide which body shape they are dressing: Is it a column? (straight up and down with a slight indent for the waist) Maybe a 'brick'? (where it is straight up and down but in complete proportion) or it could be a 'cello?" (what is commonly referred to as an 'hourglass shape") The list is endless because we are all unique and beautiful, no matter what our size and shape and Trinny and Susannah voice this reminder whenever they see fit. The experience is quite 'hands on' (literally, people) as they pinch, pat and squeeze tushies, chests, arms, legs and swat away hands and eyes trying to peek at numbers on both size and price tags trying to let us girls know that the size of the garment isn't what is important, it's the fit and the way it hugs our natural curves that is most important.

By the end of the day where 'aha' moments abound what seems like every second, they then whisk her away for hair and makeup lessons, and to truly complete the makeover, all while they sneak back up to the closet and rearrange it by ridding it of the old and refreshing it with nothing but the fabulous and new.

Once all is revealed (brand spankin' new closet included) and hugs are given and tears are shed, they then have one last task before heading out on the road again: the big reveal to both their girl AND her family and friends. They do take a precious few moments to look at the result of their hard work and talk alone with the woman before pulling down the curtain from the full length mirror and letting her see and stare at the 'new and improved' version of herself. After more tears are wiped and poses posed, they walk out, side by side, to nothing but thunderous applause from loved her ones. Another work day done.

As Trinny and Susannah drive away in their super stylish 'silver bullet', we read (and are reminded) of their sworn duty and motto as stylistas to uphold all things fashion-y:


WE CAME, WE SAW, WE MADEOVER!

I'll close today with something Trinny simply stated in a recent episode, "It's never just about the bloody clothes." Couldn't have said it any better myself.

Images courtesy of TLC


*Making Over America with Trinny and Susannah can be seen on TLC, Friday nights, after What Not To Wear

Friday, August 28, 2009

A Whole Lotta Love

I'm pretty sure I am late jumping on the bandwagon here, but I just have to talk about a place where fashion, beauty and style (oh my!) are housed under categories and subcategories like Lifestyle, Interests, Streetstyle, Music, Culture and Interior Design. In this fantastical place they call bloglovin', I can follow blog upon blog of bargainers, stylistas and photographers alike and gain inspiration and my daily fashion-y filled dose of couture, witty writings and beauty products galore all while being promptly alerted when there is something new to peek at from each one. I always have a bit of a 'Dorothy' moment each time I visit because I find myself feeling so very at home in this virtual wonderland.

Nor I or this post would feel complete unless this still-fresh-off-the-fashion-farm blog newbie took a moment to gush and give a ridiculously BIG shout out to some 'savvies' who have welcomed me with open arms and taken me under their stylish wings by allowing me not only to enter their worlds, but ask question after question, comment and follow on their fashion-forward coattails. Thank you, Couture Carrie, Fashion Tidbits, Just a Girl, Plain Jayne, style is style, The Beauty Bubble, The Nesting Place and Your Heart Out for showin' me some online love. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Before I officially start my weekend, there is one last thing that I nervously feel I must do. As I stand here, super shy and beginning to feel my cheeks getting rosier by the second, I clasp my hands behind my back, tilt my head slightly to the side and begin to shuffle my feet a bit back and forth as I mumble this closing plea under my breath ... you know, you could click on the icon to the right of the pretty black and white drawing with bloglovin' dancing above her head ... and once there, you could click my 'follow' button if you wanna, but only if you wanna ...

Thanks much-ly for reading me, my little self's ramblings and I ... now go on and have yourselves a FABULOUS weekend!

All my lovin',

BB

Logo image courtesy of bloglovin'

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Hip! Hip! Olay?

My eyes opened this morning with grandiose hopes and dreams that major inspiration would hit me right between them as to what I would post for this lovely Thursday. As I settled into a comfy-cozy spot and plopped my laptop into well ... my lap ... I took the remote control to turn on the TV to my morning fix of music videos (thank you, VH1) and there it was - exactly what my whole entry was going to be about for today - An Olay commercial.

There is one very distinct scent that I remember associating with my Mama ever since I was a tiny one. Olay moisturizer(s). I remember being in awe as I would look up at her smoothing it onto her face every morning and how she was always complimented on her complexion. Always ... and still.

Growing up and having the chance to choose my own skin regimen, I wanted to try anything and everything exciting and new ... never really taking her lead and using what was proven to work. As I have found out with my many tests and trials, and my skin going from ultra-sensitive to normal to dry, new isn't always better.

So I've gone back to my childhood and now use Olay's Original Active Hydrating Beauty Fluid each morning, and as I look down into my palm cradling the pink-y cream, I can't help but smile as I lift it up to smell its familiar scent because I remember being the blondie lookin' up at Mama.

With the chillier months fast approaching, I have been looking for a heavier moisturizer for my inevitably dry skin that will soon appear with the colder temperatures. It's funny ... every summer I'm categorized under 'normal,' but as soon as there is any sort of a chill in the air, I immediately move to 'dry' ... but I am planning on using two secret weapons come winter ... and am putting them on my wish list (for when I'm not on such a no-new-products-until-what-I-already-have-run-out budget) They are included on this list not only for their affordable price tags (under $30 each, not too shabby for all-in-one moisturizers) but because I have read expert reviews, seen that they have won beauty upon beauty awards from numerous editors and there is one common comment thread that I have read from other women over and over again: every gal that writes says the same thing: My mother has always ever only used Olay and I'm beginning to understand why.

My two Olay make-up musts:


Olay Definity Advanced Anti-Aging + Skin Tone Correction Color Recapture Anti-Aging UV Moisturizer + Sheer Illuminating Coverage Fair/Light SPF 15

Regenerist Micro-Sculpting Cream

So I'm proud to admit that I am an Olay girl, and that yes, I should have listened to my Mama from the beginning and began using these products as soon as I was able because as other women around the world have found out and agreed upon: Mama is always right.

Image courtesy of Olay

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Nothing But Bubblicious


Imagine this. My index finger is getting in its workout for the day by performing its "clicker-cise" routine (very rigorous, people) when it stops suddenly on my Facebook page where I have just added and become quite the fanatic for all things J.Crew. As I'm busily scanning the new Fall picks and posts, I feel it quite necessary to send some sort of high praise-filled compliment for the newest collection by typing out a comment ... when as soon as I hit the 'send' button and my words appear ... something pretty and pink in its box-framed profile rests right below mine and catches my eye: the logo to my left.

'The Beauty Bubble' I read aloud to myself. Huh. Intrigued, I read the J.Crew-lovin' comments from the bubble's creator, Aldona (knowing that some form of kismet is happening since we both seem to have the same fashion-y style sense) and see that there's a link at the end of her post. Ooh! Ooh! My workout is still goin' strong, and my clicker is feeling pumped, so I click on over and visit this just-discovered site. And what to my lovely eyes should appear? Nothing but a virtual beauty one-stop shop and mecca ... mecca. I quickly want to do nothing but gain as much knowledge as my noggin can hold, so I do what any curious, answer-seeking gal would, I click on the About Us link and excitedly scan the contents:

Who We Are?

  • The Beauty Bubble is exclusively dedicated to connect women in their 20’s and 30’s by creating a vibrant and dynamic online community. We believe in multidimensional beauty for every woman - the kind of beauty that involves body as well as mind.

  • We are determined to provide our readers with quality advice by covering topics such as: style, beauty, health, wellness, diet, food, culture and society.

  • Our goal is to keep women up to date by filtering information and supplying the essence in form of articles and expert advice.

  • Finally, we believe in multidimensional beauty for every woman. The term “multidimensional beauty” refers to the idea of educating the reader about everything from make-up tips to more serious subjects, which allow for deeper thought and reflection.

  • The Beauty Bubble is a blueprint for a woman who wants to stay informed, get inspired, grow and achieve her personal goals.
    • After reading and agreeing with these "oh my goodness gracious, that is TOTALLY me" statements, I then got my 'browse on' and clicked through article upon article giving me super-detailed product reviews, step-by-step instruction on how to achieve that fantastic-looking eye make-up, H&M making an entirely affordable collection of Jimmy Choos (my inner Carrie Bradshaw shrieked with utter delight) and health-inspired notes on how to lose fat in less time by eating right. I was completely done for. Done. Done. Done. By the time I had soaked up and absorbed everything this mega-site was offering me, I had no other choice but to click on their Facebook and Twitter links and try ever so hard to ingratiate (and invite) myself into their bubble ... and was very graciously and kindly accepted and welcomed with open arms from the Editor-in-Chief herself. I also happened to mention that I would love nothing more than to spotlight her for my next Wednesday's installment of Website of the Week, and true to my word, that is what today's entry is all about.

      I am so giddy (literally grinning from ear to ear) to be able to invite all of you now to become immersed in this beautiful bubble o' mine that is always my every day's first and last stop either by clicking my direct link under the heading, Style Is As Style Does on the right side of this blog or by clicking on over here. Nothing but the very bubblicious best for us all.

      Logo Image courtesy of The Beauty Bubble

      Tuesday, August 25, 2009

      Bexie Says Relax

      Sitting in a comfy reclining chair with the phone up to my ear, I was engrossed in the conversation taking place and with the voice on the other end contemplating whether to purchase an album of lullabies taken from popular U2 tunes for her wee one to drift off to "Dreamland." Suffering from a case of "Insomnia-itis" myself and sadly hardly ever getting to visit such a magical and far off place, I half-joked that maybe I should consider picking up one such CD. The voice laughed and told me that I should turn on the TV to a local (to us Utahn-ians) program, Studio 5 since the entire show was dedicated to something that we all deserve and say we want, but never really know how to get: Relaxation.

      There was a particular segment that made my ears perk up a bit: Songs to Help You Relax. I will try anything to help me get some sleep, so I clicked on the story and took a listen to some of the listings. Two that I found my eyes slowly closing to were:

      1. The Bad Plus - Everybody Wants To Rule The World
      Anyone who covers Tears For Fears has my vote ...

      2. Iron and Wine - Such Great Heights
      First hearing this cover (and falling in love with it) while watching Garden State.

      *See the full listing of Songs to Help You Relax through Studio 5's site here*

      It got me thinking, what songs make me ready for a night full of dreaming? I went ahead and jotted down a few of my "near and dear" to my slumber-inducing state and will share my 'Sleepy Time Playlist' with you now:

      1. Damien Rice - 9 Crimes
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgqOSCgc8xc
      Best. Video. Ever.

      2. Sigur Ros - The Nothing Song
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EKMHcBZ9vec
      This being an impromptu live performance.
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EqWEkam9H4w
      The version from Vanilla Sky.

      3. Dido - No Further
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjKY568Rpa0
      Haunting voice and vocals.

      4. Moby - Dream About Me and Rushing
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TbGUrNtoRC4
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EtYSEI9kvlk
      Moby. Moby. Moby. He has very special meaning to me and stays close in my heart - always.

      5. Radiohead - All I Need
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdrCalO5BDs
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V1HM7t1z9D8
      Found it next to impossible trying to just pick one, so I didn't. I chose two.

      6. James Blunt - Same Mistake
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgujtUKI2y4
      Something about his voice always just soothes and calms me. Rare gift.

      7. Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AratTMGrHaQ
      One word: Stunning.

      8. Beethoven - Moonlight Sonata
      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vQVeaIHWWck
      Chills engulf and surround me each and every time I hear it.

      Now that I am more relaxed than ever, I'll end this entry by posing the question back to you, my lovely readers. What gets you to a relaxed state of mind? What song, lyric or music makes time stop? That's one thing I've always loved about music ... it's personal, it's subjective and it's the best bargain out there since you can hear all sorts of it just by clicking links and viewing it all for free online. What's better than that? So I again must ask ... What's on your playlist?

      Monday, August 24, 2009

      A Cut Above The Rest



      Last week, with my bright green cell phone in hand, I sent a "text plea" to my hairdresser extraordinaire aka my very own J-Lo (helps that I can also call her "sis" to my "baby sis" since we are very much related) I begged her to take pity on me and my locks and bring my most beloved cut and style back to (and on) my head where it belongs: The Pixie.

      Friday night (my scheduled appointment) quickly arrived. While sitting smack dab in the middle of the kitchen on a tiny stool, she went to work as the sound of the scissor(s) blades cut through the air and my hair quickly fell from my semi-grown bob onto my stylishly-striped cape ... and I grinned ... beamed really. There was a quick styling session that followed where she rubbed pomade into my new 'do and then told me to take a peek in the bathroom mirror as she followed behind me. As I looked at the girl staring back at me, I smiled and proclaimed: "It's perfect."

      With my new look and style, not only can I "spike it up" or just leave it lying naturally, I can now dabble and experiment with new make-up looks, tips and tricks (fine by me) since my mug is front and center. I'm ready for my close-up. "Pixie Bex" is back.

      Friday, August 21, 2009

      Are You In Or Are You Out?

      WARNING: This post contains SPOILER ALERTS in regards to Project Runway's All-Star Challenge, the first episode of the highly-anticipated Season 6, and Models of The Runway. If you have not viewed these shows as of yet, DO NOT READ THIS ENTRY, for this fashion fantatic goes into specific detail on who ultimately is "in" and who is most definitely "out."

      I shall begin this novel-like entry (it will be all too short and sweet in my opinion ... like I confessed last night ... if I could have this particular show on my screen, 24/7, it wouldn't even come close to being enough) with what I discovered a few days back now while lazily relaxing in front of the TV, complaining that there wasn't a thing on. Silly me, I spoke too soon. I hit my "On Demand" button, then my "Premium Channels" and came across a new option, Lifetime. I knew that my Project Runway was moving there so I thought I would check it out. Good thing I did! Not only did they have a button specifically for my style obsession, but they had "Extras." They had 16, five-minute blips on each Season 6 contestant so I could meet them personally and their designs before the show even aired! Thank you, Comcast. Don't worry, after my All-Star review, the focus will come back to all the "newbies" entering Project Runway's orbit this season on Episode 1: The Red Carpet Challenge.

      Now onto my second discovery. This was a few weeks back now when I picked up the latest edition of TV Guide. I was flipping through the usual articles when I came across a picture of Heidi and Tim splashed across my page, and in a side article, there was something about an "All-Star Challenge" and I saw photos of past contestants (many of which I happened to be fans of) and then I saw the ultimate: Santino. That sealed the deal for me. I'd be watching the two-hour episode that was showing before Season 6 and I'd be loving every fabric-filled second of it!

      The All-Stars: Mychael, Sweet P, Santino, Korto, (Tim and Heidi), Chris, Uli, Jeffrey and Daniel.

      The challenge: Design 3 cohesive looks representing you and your fashion story, the third being a "red carpet/evening gown." At stake? Redeeming yourself from your past season (except for Jeffrey since he had already won his season) taking the title of Project Runway All-Star and some cold, hard cash in the amount of $100,000.00. Nice.

      Going to Mood with the designers to get all the fabrics needed, I was trying to figure out any clues that I could as to who would be making it and who would be breaking it. Jeffrey and Santino both leaned toward black sequins, sparkle and silver. Mychael went for his standby of jersey, both Korto and Uli surprised me with their muted tones instead of big bold colors and prints, Sweet P went for romantic ruffles and frills and Chris b-lined for plaid. Huh. The only one that didn't surprise me with his choices was Daniel. A modern, sophisticated palette consisting of black, white and blue.

      Sweating away with their insane time frames at their designated work spaces, Tim walked in with a surprise. A video of the person they were designing their evening gown for. I had no idea what to expect (this show being famous for throwing curve balls from every which direction) but I wasn't expecting this! As the screen turned on, there she was, sitting so prettily ... just waiting to explain her presence: Um, NICOLE KIDMAN! The designers were guffawing, grinning, gasping ... they were just as shocked as the viewers! She explained she needed a dress to wear to her new film, Nine's premiere. Wow. That "upped the ante" a bit for our designers and I was truly excited to see what they would come up with for such a celebrity.

      As Santino's booming voice and laughter wafted through the space (I love me all things Santino) and Chris' snores filled the silence ... I began to see the differences from them all. Sweet P and Uli had almost all the same tones and fabrics, Korto and Daniel were meticulously quiet and Mychael draped and wrapped his jersey while Jeffrey snickered and snapped back with the occasional comeback to Santino's one-liners. Ahh ... this is what I was waiting for. Tim popped his head in every now and then to check on the progress, there was a model casting (where Chris ultimately slept sitting up ... fascinating) And then on the last night before the runway show, Tim approached with a mandatory (and celebratory) dinner for the designers; none of which wanted to go, go, go. All they really wanted to do was sew, sew, sew.

      As they arrived, and ultimately caved in to enjoy their dinner at STK, Tim appeared to toast them and to also let them know there was one more trick, one more surprise up his sleeve. They had to design a fourth look out of the materials they were sitting with during dinner. A few minutes went by and the restaurant was stripped of each and every piece they could get their hands on and they were off to attempt to add this necessary piece to their final collections.

      The day of the runway arrived and I was so excited. I noticed that I was on the edge of my seat, a jumble of nerves, because I couldn't wait to see what they had come up with! The guest judge turned out to be the creator of the infamous wrap dress, Diane Von Furstenberg. Fabulous.

      One by one the collections came down the catwalk.

      Santino's was full of silver spandex-y jumpsuits and leggings, but immersed right smack dab in the middle was my favorite outfit consisting of the restaurant's white curtains in a white and black tunic with black-sequined leggings. A romantic addition to his hard aesthetic. A silver-y liquid gown ended it all. Not my personal taste or style, but anything that comes from that man is genius to me. Like I said, I love me some Santino.

      Next was Mychael. Jersey, jersey, jersey. Man, that should be his middle name. Still in love with all things super short and mini and still had the overall feeling and "sporty" look. Many of his things seemed casual and everyday "wearable" to me. His obvious standout was his purple jersey evening dress. The cutouts were divine and the thin yellow-bowed belt was adorable.

      Time for Uli. Muted metallics and tones. Just not Uli. We all remember her as being the big, bold print girl, and none of that was shown in her collection. There were some beautiful ruffles and shapes to the dresses and she emphasized she was trying to grow and mature away from the standard print, but that's how I'll always remember my Uli. Standout piece? Her first showing of a blush colored sheer floral masterpiece.


      Korto. (Pronounced "Cut-Toe") Known for her bright colors, steered clear of them for this runway. There was only one bright fuchsia strapless number that was cute, but she then put in her love of the high-waisted pant and added sparkle to the vest's top and then concluded with black and white as her finale. I was looking forward to saturated pops of color and didn't get what I anticipated, but was pleasantly surprised by her "restaurant challenge" dress. Making place mats and "lava rocks" look that good should be a crime of fashion. Brilliant.

      Mad for Plaid. I remember that was the first thing I scribbled down in my notebook as soon as I saw Chris' collection stomping down the runway. Black, grey woolen plaid (with hoodies to boot) A far cry from his outrageous costume-y ways. I fell in love with it, just because it was so different from what the others were sending down the runway. My favorite from his collection? Had to be, well, all of it. Because he was the only designer that said he used the same fabric in 3 of his 4 pieces because we are in a recession and he felt it necessary to show how to wear the same in totally different ways. A man after my own bargain-y heart.

      Crisp. Modern. The ultimate sophisticate. No surprise here that those are the words I chose to define both this collection and the designer himself. Yes, it's Daniel. His black, white and blue color scheme was stunning. It was the only collection that was cohesive to me ... where every piece went down in the right order and you saw the evolution take place from beginning to end. His TKO piece? Definitely the "red carpet/premiere" of a short black and white stunner that every girl will want to have in her closet.

      Jeffrey. Jeffrey. Jeffrey. Hard, tough and all things rock and roll. Lots of black walking down and then a pop of fuchsia (favorite color story of Mychael, Korto and now Jeffrey) He had some fringe-like fabulousity, but his winner was his first dress that came down: a green and black sequined mini that would look nothing but fierce being donned by Nicole Kidman herself. We all know (as apparently Jeffrey does as well, that redheads looks smashing in emerald green).

      Last, but certainly not least, is Sweet P. I found it quite fitting that her collection would be the last for my viewing pleasure because as soon as her first dress walked out, I was pleasantly surprised with how badly I wanted to own each and every piece that appeared. She was the dark horse of the night for me and I wasn't expecting to fall so completely for her true-to-her-name collection that was full of feminine frills, lavish ruffles and girlie-girl chic. I'll take one of each, please. Her standout? I think it was the mint-y green leather ruffle mini dress. To die for.

      As the 8 designers stood on the runway for their "judgement day," breathless awaiting the critiques, we cut to commercial.

      As soon as we returned, almost immediately, Heidi announced the 4 designers who did not win and would not be the ultimate All-Star. Goodbye Mychael, Uli, Jeffrey and Santino (Oh, Santino. I'll forever love your fedora-wearing, loud-mouthed presence)

      There stood the final four. Next they went to Chris. They were so enamoured with his use of the same fabric and the way in which it was designed and wanted him to know that he deserved to be standing there with the rest of the designers. Just because he had no formal fashion training, doesn't mean that this costumer didn't belong to stand right up there, next to them all. He took 4th place and couldn't have been more proud. He was beaming ... and he deserved it.

      Third place went to Sweet P. As much as I adored her collection, I knew that not everyone in America would want to look so sweet and romantic all the time, but again, if I could choose one collection to take home with me, it would have been Sweet P's. She was the surprise of the night for me and getting high praise from Diane Von Furstenberg herself aint too shabby either.

      It was down to the final two: Korto and Daniel. Before the final commercial break, there was a vocal survey taken here as to who we all felt was going to take the crown. I had blurted out the moment I saw Daniel's collection, I knew that he was going to win. I just knew. It was concise, cohesive and perfect in every way. No flaws were seen and he stayed true to who he had always been. A classic, tailored designer ... and I was right. Daniel took the title. As Korto sighed and mumbled, "Always a bridesmaid," Daniel stood shaking his head, with his hands over his mouth and face in disbelief. $100,000.00 and Project Runway's All-Star Champ. Congratulations, Daniel!

      Now I turn my focus to all things Season 6. It's time. The (my) wait is finally over. A whole new crop of fresh designers to be introduced and discussed here as I highlight last night's premiere of Project Runway. One of the major differences with this season is they are no longer working and residing in New York ... they've up and moved to Los Angeles this time.

      The designers all arrived in their new digs, exchanging pleasantries and consistently giving each other the "once over" (I never tire of seeing how obvious or subtle others will be when trying to perfect this look) and "sizing up the competition" has never been more entertaining. As per tradition, they all met up with Heidi and Tim atop a rooftop and champagne-toasted the beginning of the new season. They became settled in their respective hotel rooms and then met in their designated workspace for the upcoming weeks.

      The next morning, they met at the red carpet of the 60th annual Emmy Awards where Tim announced their challenge of designing a Red Carpet-Worthy Look and Design. It didn't necessarily have to be for the Emmys, but whenever I hear the words "red carpet," I think of flowing Oscar de la Renta-like dresses with volume and stature that parade down the saturated, celebrity-filled carpets. So ... with their assignment given, they were off to L.A.'s Mood to pick their fabrics.

      While back at their work tables, they were assigned their models measurements on cards and furiously started. Tim came in and walked the room and advised and critiqued what he was seeing the beginnings of ... and then came Johnny. Poor, poor Johnny. Suffering from the recovery of a crystal meth addiction, he was beginning to show obvious signs of "wear and tear" and questioning his own abilities and talent, fearing that it was too big of a step forward and that maybe he had to admit that he wasn't ready for the pressure. In steps "Super Tim" to save the day ... and he comforted and mentored Johnny by letting him know, "You can do it." All Johnny needed to hear, he sprang up from his couch's lair and began working on his design. Just another reason for me to continue my total crush on Tim Gunn.

      As the commercials came and went, it quickly became time for the runway, once again. Given that when the show begins each season with 16 hopefuls, I have a hard time trying to focus on standouts and who I think is going to make a lasting impression until the numbers start to dwindle down a bit more. So as the models were trotting down the catwalk, I realized that some were going by that weren't worthy of my notes because they were safe or I had seen them all before. I did jot down my 4 favorites and they were in this order: Ra'Mon's silky grey number, Epperson's black tulle-necked beauty, Irina's champagne-silhouetted stunner and Carol Hannah's gold-ish gown. I was anxious to see if my notes compared at all to what the judges were scribbling down on their note cards.

      By the end of the episode, the 3 highest and 3 lowest scores were standing under the heat of the studio's lights and the pressure-filled music began to play while the steady stares were being given to them all as they explained their designs and sat through the critiques of not only Heidi, Michael and Nina, but the celebrity guest judge of the week, Lindsay Lohan, as well. Below is the recap:

      The Top 3:

      Chris' design was for the VMAs (MTV's Video Music Awards) Short and sassy with a black top and a romantic-ruffled bottom, it had a clever mix of the two worlds meshing together. The judges had two words for it and scratched their heads at its ability to be both "cute" and "edgy" all at the same time.

      Red Hot. That's the word I used to describe Johnny's. It was such an interesting shape. It was draped so well to the body having a deep and low back AND front and just enough sparkle to shine on the runway. Who knew that the contestant that broke down and wanted to throw in the towel would prove to be in the week's top 3?

      My personal favorite. Ra'Mon's. The one dress out of my personal four favorites to make it in the top 3. It was a steely, silky grey stunner and it moved seamlessly as the model walked it down the catwalk. It was regal and it was the only one that stood out with my traditional view of a red-carpet piece.

      The Bottom 3:

      Qristyl. Wow. This was a purple mess. Although the judges complimented her on her draping techniques (Lindsay Lohan, first and foremost) they did have to "dock" her in the points category for the abismal fabric choice. Too busy and just not red-carpet worthy ... by any means.


      Mitchell. Mitchell. Mitchell. I get that your model's measurements were off by a good 5-6 inches, but does that mean that you are allowed to walk her down the runway, practically nude? I mean, this girlie had to leave NOTHING to the imagination because you couldn't re-smock your original design due to her measurement specifications? Like I said in the beginning of the episode when I watched him start to unravel, these judges don't tolerate excuses of any kind. He tried with his own spin ... and he failed. Miserably.

      Ari. Oh my. When in the middle of the episode while Tim is traipsing up and down mentoring his little heart out, and he comes to your fabric, tilts his head and glasses down and proclaims, "Forgive me, but it looks like a 'halter diaper.' You know you're in trouble. Not to mention, once it comes down the runway, and the shocked stares leave the judges speechless, again ... you're in trouble. Later when the judges are alone in the studio debating and your "frock" comes up for discussion and Lindsay Lohan can't keep in her laughs when Nina says, "She's from another planet." Again, it may be trouble. And lastly, Ari, when Michael Kors critiques your design by calling it a "disco soccer ball," you've got to know you're in deep bandini.

      Chris was announced the winner of this challenge and was given immunity for next week's episode. He wasn't my first choice, but once he revealed his model would be attending the VMAs, it all made sense and I could understand why he was named victorious.

      As for the designer who would have to hear Heidi proclaim, "I'm sorry, you're out." Well ... to no one's real surprise, it was Ari's swan song ... and to be honest ... there's no way that she could have been that shocked with the result. Sorry, Ari, but it was your time to return back to where you came from ... wherever that may be.

      I'll be keeping an eye on my favorites (and remember these names to see if I'm right): Epperson (mature sophistication) Ra'Mon (classic tailoring and shapes) and Malvin (androgynous perfection).

      To end this entry, it seems nothing but appropriate to talk about the last installment of the night, the new series all about the Project Runway models entitled, Models of the Runway. I was fearing the worst (that it would be Lifetime's version of Tyra's Top Model) but I was surprised at how normal these models were and how anxious and nervous they became having their fates in the hands of the designers. They have a lot at stake too: a spread in Marie Claire magazine and $25,000.00 from Garnier. I can see why they would have butterflies swirling in their tummies, hoping that they would be chosen to continue on.

      I really liked that it was a swift, fast-moving episode (it's only 30 minutes in total) and they followed the models moving into their new digs, getting their opinions on the designers and last night's runway, and then following them through to their dreaded elimination.

      The designers have the power to either stay with and keep their original model or switch it up a bit (and cause all kinds of raucaus and evil stares) and choosing someone else's model. Well ... it started out pretty safe. The same designers with the same models, until it came down to Mitchell (yes, Mitchell ... the designer that made his model walk nude down the runway in his nude-colored caftan) He stole Qristal's model, in turn, leaving his high and dry.



      From there, things were switched up right and left, new models with different designers and it came down to the last two models standing: Yosuzi (Mitchell's ill-fated model) and Erica (both below)... and it was all left to my already-favorite, Epperson. Erica was his original model, but would he take pity on Yosuzi and save her from Mitchell's mess or would he stay true and keep Erica? He was a "stand-up" guy and chose to stay with Erica. Sorry, Yosuzi. You're out.

      As I sign off to begin my weekend, I just wanted to include a picture of my standout model, the one to watch, Kojii. This Irish lass has the look that I think could take her all the way this season. Let's all keep watching to see if my predictions are fashionably right or couture gone wrong.

      Project Runway Season 6 Logo, All-Star Designer Pictures and Season 6 Designer Pictures all courtesy of Lifetime and All-Star Group picture courtesy of squareeyes.blinkx.com

      *Be sure to visit Lifetime's site to see all dresses and designs mentioned above*

      *Don't forget to watch Project Runway, followed by Models of The Runway, Thursday nights. Check your local listings for dates and times*

      Thursday, August 20, 2009

      The Long And/Or Short Of It ...

      ... I've been feeling a bit guilty, a bit like I've been talking all about my terrifically painted toesies through my "babbling blog entries" and playing favorites (the horror!) and pushing aside and completely neglecting my poor fingernails ... well, no longer. The madness stops today ... right here, right now! This entry is dedicated to my long, thin pretties and the constant inner turmoil and debate that I suffer because of their shape and length.

      I feel like I'm back on the playground again as a wee one sitting perplexed on one side of the see-saw, teetering, hoping someone else will come along to balance me out while waiting for my epiphany-filled answer to come to me.

      Here's my dilemma. Every fashion mag that I pick up and flip through tells me something different from the last about my digits. The "it" nails this season are short and painted darkly to fit the upcoming richness of the fall season's fashions. Nope. Just kidding. The "perfect manicure" consists of slightly longer, oval shaped nails with perky, bright colors. Oops. I'm pretty sure it's all about the square-filed nail as you swipe natural shades on it to enhance the shape. AAARRRGGGHHH! See my utter confusion?

      I'm throwing my hands (and fingernails) up in the air and leaving it to you, my readers. I need your help. I need your advice. I need your opinions. I have two ranges when it comes to my fingers: long, since my nails tend to grow like weeds and they naturally have a "square-ish" shape when at this longer length as seen in Photo 1 below ... and short and rounded which makes them much easier to type away as I blog as you can see in Photo 2. I'm shouting out to you all now with my "Fingernail S.O.S." Which length is "it," is "in style," is "the one?" HELP!

      Long and square-shaped?

      Short and rounded?

      When it comes to our lovely fingernails ... who wins this debate? Which is it? Who is the victor? Please help put me out of my "digit dilemma." Is it about the long or short of it all?

      Wednesday, August 19, 2009

      The Recommended Procedure? Splurgery.

      This post takes me back to my "Cosmetic(s) Consultant" days. Yep. I was a make-up counter girl. I worked for two different lines (but kept it in the same family since they were "sisters") I donned the white lab coat (and although it was a few sizes too big, I admit that I still felt pretty darn cool sportin' it as I "talked my talk") and then a few years later, I graduated to the more mature, "Mama Line" where my clients were finished playing with colors and trying all the new "it" products, and with an enviously steady conviction, knew exactly what they wanted and what worked for their face and skin.

      I found myself naturally progressing from cosmetics to skincare. Something about it being the first step to great make-up staying power and "wear-ability." You have to have a nice, smooth canvas before painting on top of it, right? While finding myself behind yet another counter, I began my daily regimen of my line's "best selling product" (thanks to every make-up guy and gal's favorite word in our lingo, gratis) each morning and night, twice a day (a firm believer that you have to honestly try, like and use what you sell) The product that I was using to swipe on my face was MD Skincare's Alpha Beta Daily Face Peel. A few days went by (possibly even a week) and I noticed that when I woke in the morning to start my make-up routine, I looked in the mirror and ran my hands along my face, and started fussing with my hair or wondering what jewelry I would be wearing with my uniform that day. I started skipping out the door, bare-faced! Not a simple swipe of mascara, not a brush of blush, not even a gloss! I had flawless skin that I didn't want to taint with unnecessary products ... and it showed! I had complete strangers approaching me to ask what I did to get that purely perfect complexion, I even had sisters o' mine asking what I was doing differently because I look so "refreshed." And it was all due to the little pads in the peel's kit.

      Now here's the hard part for me to even type. I mean, this is the gal that finds herself almost hyperventilating if she pays over $10 for a moisturizer ... I'm not one that usually ever believes in a splurge when you can find it (or its "just as great" equivalent at a lesser price point) but this product works like NOTHING I've ever tried, experimented with or dabbled in, and is worth every last penny of its price tag and at least it's a 30-60 day regimen, depending on your day-to-day or every-other-day use. Alright. Breathe with me. In and out, in and out ... the peel costs $75. I know, I know ... Phew. There. I'm still breathing.

      I'm still working up the courage to purchase it again, but when I do, I know that it will more than pay for its cost with both my "au naturale" smooth skin and time-saving confidence.

      So, if you're like me, and don't find yourself frequenting the counters as much these days, do yourself the favor and go to what I'm proudly naming as my Website of the Week: mdskincare.com and give yourself a few minutes to click on the What's Right for You? tab/link and take the quiz and find out just what products from the line will work best for both your skin and your wallet.

      Take it from a former "counter crew member" and her personal testimonial having gone through the "splurgery" procedure herself ... it works ... and the compliments aint bad either.

      Product image courtesy of mdskincare

      Tuesday, August 18, 2009

      I Promise To Love And Cherish You ... To Have And To Hold ... 'Til Reality Do Us Part

      I am pretty darn sure that I was meant to live my fashion-obsessed life, not here and now in the present, but in the 1950s ... and I owe it all to Alison (oh yeah, we're on a pretend and virtual "first name basis") through my daily fix of Etsy Finds (the August 13th edition entitled, Release Your Inner Mad Man, if you want to get all specific)

      Why would I say such a thing, you ask? As I was scrolling down, I came across the dress to my left and once my eyes laid upon it (and this is rare ... I've thought items were pretty and "blog worthy" before, but never have I fallen this hard and literally forgotten to breathe) I put my hand to my heart, and looked both to the side and behind me to make sure I was the only one seeing what I was seeing; then my hand went to over my mouth and I gasped out loud.

      I was (and am) a smitten kitten.

      I know that I have spoken of my current relationship status in the past (been very vocal that I am an alone, "table for one" kind of gal) I mean ... if you were to look up the word "single" in the dictionary, you would see a picture of my face lookin' right back at you, but the minute I saw this dress ... I had visions upon visions of it being "the one." I blame my TV obsessions Say Yes To The Dress (darn you, Kleinfelds!) and Amazing Wedding Cakes (either Cakegirls or Cake Alchemy will make and bake my wedding cake one day) I've even allowed this particular frock to trump my "dream it into reality that I could one day afford" the gowns at J.Crew (evident through my previous, Virtual Vow, post and entry)

      This dress (or at least the picture of it) will rest comfortably in my e-mail's inbox for years to come to reference and drool over. I could totally see myself wearing it (or one very similar in style to it) on my wedding day, if that day ever comes (date and time yet to be determined) I've even gone so far as to daydream having a really big flower to accentuate all the ruffle-y detail protruding from behind one of my ears as I gleefully twirl about in all its "glorious-ness."

      Maybe it doesn't even need to have a groom accompanying it. Maybe it doesn't need to be my wedding dress, but a perfect representation of all future party and event dresses for me. It's settled. I was meant to live in the 1950s. I no longer doubt it, not even a little bit.

      So ... my $335 (kind of a bargain for a possible wedding gown) Chiffon and Lace Cocktail Dress ... do I promise to keep you in my "online storage" and peek at you whenever I need a "daydream dose?" I do.

      Image courtesy of TimelessVixenVintage.etsy.com

      *Be sure to look through all of this seller's dainty duds ... there are many more "gasp-worthy" contenders*

      Monday, August 17, 2009

      Pin It To Win It

      I have had a longstanding and tediously grueling "bobby battle" for what seems like my entire hair doin' and stylin' existence. These little "tricks of the hair trade" have always protruded and jutted out just enough as to where you can see them when they are supposed to be hidden in my tresses; I've tucked, twisted and wriggled them into place only to be defeated by my fine locks inability to hold them. I've wanted so badly, so desperately to raise my arm and wave my white flag in total surrender because I just wasn't sure how much longer my fine hair and I could take the constant daily rigors.

      That is ... until Veggie's hair arsenal showed up on my bathroom's counter one day. I just happened to be huffing and puffing by vocalizing my ongoing frustrations with my fine strands when V offered up an answer to my coif's prayers. In her hand lay a tiny, "mini bobby pin" that gleamed and glistened just enough under the lights. I was speechless. What was this little miracle worker and where had it been all my life? I ever so gently took it from her hands and cradled it carefully in my palm. I stared at it for a moment and then held my bangs back and inserted it with the greatest of ease. I gasped with utter delight and asked her where she had discovered such a find and she tilted her head a bit (out of total bewilderment) shrugged her shoulders and said, "At the grocery store, B."

      Needless to say, my latest shopping trip consisted of me bolting for the hair accessories aisle and what I saw from the corner of my eye, hanging all by its lonesome, patiently waiting for me ... was a pack of Conair Matte Minis (and at a nice and even $2) They now reside in my possession and are helping me win the war each and every time I style. I guess I'll just keep my white flag tucked in my back pocket for another day's battle.

      Friday, August 14, 2009

      An Ode


      How do I love thee? Let me count the ways:

      1. I adore that you are the first thing that I reach for when I wake in the morning.

      2. I love that I can lie my head down on my pillow each night knowing that you're always there waiting patiently for my return.

      3. I dig that whenever I needed a little extra "oomph" to my eyeshadow, that all I have to do is swipe you right on top and get a beautiful, glossy finish.

      4. I love that I can put you atop my cheekbones to create the perfect "dewified glow."

      5. I love that you have introduced me to two of your ingenious inventions: Vaseline Cocoa Butter Body Lotion and Vaseline Cocoa Butter Vitalizing Gel Body Oil.

      6. I can't get enough of you because you are my only "go-to" for my lips. No chapstick for me. No way, no how.

      I love you, Vaseline. I love, Love, LOVE you.


      P.S. When writing this post, I couldn't (as hard as I tried) I just couldn't get the song, "Vasoline" out of my head ... so I thought that I would take you there with me ... and throw it back to good ol' 1994 when the Stone Temple Pilots performed the song from their second album, Purple on the Letterman Show. May I just say that I wish I had enough guts to rock a green beanie like Scott did. Here's the link for you to enjoy: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5OSlj_J6CCQ What can I say? I needed a little STP fix to get my weekend started off right ...

      Thursday, August 13, 2009

      Flower Power

      It never ceases to amaze me just when inspiration will hit for my next post. I wasn't doing anything in particular, I just simply glanced down at my toes. Doesn't sound like anything too exciting or special, right? Well, what I noticed when I did look down, is that my flowers that I had painted with my new "Hot" Nail Polish Set from e.l.f. cosmetics were still perfectly in tact. This discovery immediately led me to look back through and find my original post, Nail Bouquet, just to see when I had first painted them. I swear to you all, I couldn't believe what I was reading! I painted my nails WAY BACK in June of this summer. No joke. All I've done with them since that fateful summer day is take off the shameless self-plugging "Bex" and put a few coats of clear nail polish on to give a little shine when I've noticed their luster lacking. That's it. No other touch-ups here.

      It got me thinking ... is it due to my own polish painting skills (which I would so love to take credit for) or do I have to give credit where credit is so obviously due and tell you that is really is all about e.l.f. and their polishes. Trust me when I tell you this ... I'd bet on the latter every time. I have no problem in saying that it's the BEST $5 this gal has EVER spent. Most. Amazing. Nail polish. Ever.

      Check out the original picture and then today's quick snapshot. The proof is in the pudding ... or rather ... the polish:

      June 18th, 2009


      August 13th, 2009

      Needless to say, when the winter chill comes creeping in, there is no question in my mind that I'll be rocking a deep burgundy/red on my tootsies for the entire winter season and I'll have e.l.f. cosmetics and their genius little polishes to thank for it.

      Wednesday, August 12, 2009

      Ba-Boom. Ba-Boom. Ba-Boom.

      That's the sound my ticker makes each and every time I click on over to today's installment of my now infamous (or at least I like to think so ... makes me feel all warm and gushy-gooey inside knowing that I'm carrying on some tiny semblance of a tradition here through this blog) Website Of the Week. What site am I talking about you are wondering and asking to yourself? Well, I'm very happy to tell you that it's http://www.yourheartout.com/.

      I was turned on to this site by a fabulous new and favorite bestie of mine out at the tables of the Nordstrom Cafe/Bistro. While talking on all things boutique and fashion-filled, the gabfest quickly turned to this particular site and I was assigned to go straight home and begin browsing and researching its contents and I'm so glad that I was a star student and listened to the advice of my super smart, genius of a teacher, Ms. M.

      As I was doing my "cyber homework," I quickly noticed that the site does something very special and near and dear to me ... it focuses on all local and creative talents in good old Utah from which stores you should visit in Weber County to which music acts you should grab a ticket for in the upcoming months. Ever since starting this writing adventure of mine, I've felt a major kinship to all other "Utahnian" artists and love that there is a specific place that I can now visit and show my support. Let's also not forget that any website that features my favorite sugar fix, Mini's Cupcakery, has a lifelong fan in me.

      I'm keeping all my appendages crossed that maybe, just maybe, when I embark on my new adventure with above new bestie come October, that we could be so lucky as to grace the site and be part of the Your Heart Out family and featured one day soon.

      Take a minute to check it out and start making your own lists of special little spots to introduce yourself to and visit in this Beehive State that we call home.

      Tuesday, August 11, 2009

      The Cat Eyes Have It

      Something utterly amazing happened to me this past week with the little product over there to the left of this entry, and after it occurred, I just knew I needed to dedicate an entire post just to its fabulous-ness.

      Last Monday, I had a 2:00 meeting that required that I project a favorable and inviting first impression and my first choice for such an occasion is and will always be a simple (and thinner) daytime "cat eye" and when I was rummaging through my make-up trying to find the perfect instrument and tool for this project, I passed by bronze and aqua blue liners (too trendy for such a day) bright neon shadows and glosses, when I finally came across a little black wand that had taken a liking to hiding under other products (brushes, pencils, sharpeners) and knew that this liquid liner is what would prove to be just what I was aiming for.

      Taking my magnifying mirror and setting it atop the sink, I took a seat and began to unscrew the lid ... as I did ... what I found was a very tiny and small brush that would be just what I needed for the thin line I was looking to swipe on. It worked its magic in mere seconds. I had the perfect "cat eye swoosh" in under a minute on both eyes and then swiped some mascara on both my top and bottom lashes (that's when you know I mean some make-up business ... when I put it on both sets of lashes) and flew out the door.

      My "meet and greet" proved to be quite successful and I believe I left a fantastic first impression for my intended target, but the story doesn't stop there -- oh no! That same day, I had a house guest that would be staying the night and then we'd be running errands, eating some lunch and catching a flick the very next day ... when I woke up the next morning ... I had forgotten to wash my face and take off the day's make-up when I went into the bathroom to freshen up, something miraculous was staring back at me ... the liner hadn't slid, moved or budged an inch ... not an inch! I was dumbfounded. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Given that we had a tight schedule to keep that day, I didn't wash my eyes (I know, I know ... I can hear the collective dermatologist gasps now) and set out to see how long this product would really last. People, this liquid liner, this perfect "cat eye" stayed on without a touch-up for a good and solid 2 days straight! Unbelievable.

      If this little experiment and story of mine doesn't convince you to run out and grab Rimmel London's Professional Liquid Eye Liner (in 001 Ebony Black for under $5 buckaroos) then I really just don't know what will.

      Image courtesy of Rimmel London

      Monday, August 10, 2009

      Hurry Up And Wait

      I have picked up a new summer habit while watching Bravo TV that involves me tightly clutching the remote in my hand so I can either pause or rewind (with my lightning quick reflexes) whenever I catch a quick and glorious glimpse of a preview promising the day and time of the return of my ultra-favorite guilty pleasure, The Rachel Zoe Project.

      What is it with my fashion fascination with this show? Is it my immediate kinship to Rodger, Rachel's hubby, because we happen to share the same "bangage" atop our mops or perhaps because he gave his wifey the ultimate in gifts: Dylan McKay's (yes, the original resident 90210 "bad boy") black beauty of a car. Or maybe it has something to do with Brad, the huggable newbie intern, that has no problem showing his sensitive side and crying (And do I blame him? I mean...when couture is swimming in a flood of water being ruined more and more every second, I'd certainly weep a few tears too. Nope. I don't blame him one bit. In fact, I empathize with this man ... I mean ... anyone that can wear a bow tie and make it look good has a fan in me) But then again, when I really think about it, it could be all about Taylor. Her platinum mane bouncing and flipping about as she rushes about in full "hissy, tizzy modes" because things just aren't going according to her perfectionist plans. But I'm pretty sure it could be all because of the main character, the show's namesake: Rachel Zoe herself. Watching her endure her hectic schedule, but insanely innate ability to pair the perfect earrings or rings to the stunner of a dress being worn by the celeb that just happens to visit her in her home for a fitting that week. Can't I just choose "d," all of the above?

      If you want to be entertained and pretend that maybe you too are surrounded by gowns upon gowns and have a personal stylist named Rachel that helps you navigate the clothing racks between all of the must-attend events on your calendar, then be sure to watch the second season when it premieres on Tuesday, August 25th on Bravo. I have no doubt that while watching in the first few seconds, I'll be uttering the same immortal words as Ms. Zoe herself: "I die."

      Image courtesy of Bravo TV

      Saturday, August 8, 2009

      Me Likey. You Likey?

      After much blood, sweat and tears have been shed (okay, maybe I don't need to be that dramatic, but this sleep-deprived writer and insomniac felt it definitely needed to be emphasized just a wee bit here) ... or at least certainly after some very sore little fingers and tired eyes, I've finally finished the new and improved look of this bloggity blog and feel like this meshes much better with my own quirky style and personality and do so hope that it shines through a bit brighter now. And of course, I could never forget all of you, my dear readers, and my most sincerest wish is that you like it too.

      Friday, August 7, 2009

      Bear With Me

      Dear Readers,

      As I am sure you can already see, I am donning my hard hat and am smack dab in the middle of changing the overall look and appearance of this blog o' mine and am hoping to have it finished (all bright, shiny and new) by the beginning of next week for another round of posts all about my hunts for the latest and greatest deals.

      I just have one word that keeps repeating in my head over and over again for my goal in this renovation: Simplify. Simplify. Simplify.

      Hopefully the desired result is what you will see when it is all said and done.

      Image courtesy of flickr.com, neoncupcake

      Got Me An Idea

      I was just sitting here, all by my lonesome, mindin' my own business ... when ... WHAM! A thought just bulldozed right into my head and I frantically began to search out a pen and paper to jot it down so I wouldn't forget it before it disappeared and I could relay it to you here.

      Question. Have you ever had a moment when you are flipping through a magazine and you see a knockout of an outfit and your heart starts to pitter pat just a bit faster because you realize you are falling in love ... and then as soon as you see the price of said crush ... your dreams quickly become a tiny bit shattered and you reluctantly flip to the next page? Or how about watching a TV show segment all about fashion and "what to wear for the season" just like your fave celeb and as you are nodding in agreement with your TV screen, the price pops up and out of sheer frustration, you sigh a bit heavier than usual and click and change the channel as to not be reminded of what you can't have? Well ... if you answered yes to either (or both) of these inquiries, you are not alone because I am completely and totally guilty of both these scenarios ... and I'm here to tell you right here, right now ... that I'm not gonna (and I'm certainly not letting you) take it (or feel that way) anymore! Nope. Nope. Nope.

      I want to set out (sliding on my "shopping" armour, pulling down my helmet and putting on my "serious face" now) to prove that you can have "star style" without the budget-breaking sticker shock ... and I need your help. Why not send me your favorite trends, styles and outfits (even make-up looks) and your budget(s) and I'll hunt down said looks for a fraction of the price? I'd love nothing more than to post both looks here so you can compare and know that style shouldn't be unattainable ... on any one's budget! It's my job. It's what I was born to do and I guess that's why they call me BargainBex ... and I want to live up to my name and make you proud. No full prices here, folks.

      Alright, alright. I'm officially attempting to climb down from my bargain-y, fashion-y soapbox now ... but if you want, you can throw on your armour too and join me, my style warriors, as we go forth to shop, slash those pesky prices and conquer in the Battle of the Bargain!

      Thursday, August 6, 2009

      Don't Make Me Blush...


      ...well maybe just a little.

      Were you able to figure out today's Website of the Week from the 3-word hint that I so sneakily and cleverly snuck into the end of yesterday's post? Remember? Easy, Breezy, Beautiful? Yep. There's only one word that can follow ... it's CoverGirl!

      I was checking my e-mail when I came across a note talking all about the (NEW!) Simply Ageless Sculpting Blush (with Olay Regenerist Serum swirled in) I don't know how they knew, but I've been on the lookout for a new cream blush because I've been growing a bit tired of the monotony of my pink-ish powdered blush routine each morning. And given the fact that blush sometimes has a nasty little tendency of looking a bit unnatural on this pale little gal, I've almost all but given up having to resort to the "pinch your cheeks" technique for a flattering flush.

      Well, goodness me, my pleas were answered after reading the alluring (and downright miraculous) description of this little tub o' beauty:

      "Introducing a soft, creamy blush, with advanced Olay Regenerist Serum inside. This breakthrough formula smooths over fine lines and wrinkles to give you an instantly healthy-looking, youthful glow. It's so flattering, you'll blush."

      Sold. Sold. Sold. No more convincing needed for me! (You'll definitely see me scanning (and in) the aisles waiting for it to hit the shelves) Towards the end of my little note, there was even a suggested perfect shade for my cheekies. No more pinks for me ... I'm now officially Plush Peach 200 (and in good company, seeing how I share the exact color match of the fantastically funny CoverGirl herself, Ellen DeGeneres!)

      If you're anything like me and have been on a constant search of your own for the perfect cream blush for the always-coveted "blush flush," you can rest easy now knowing that I've found it and it was on the CoverGirl site all along.

      Product Image courtesy of CoverGirl

      Wednesday, August 5, 2009

      Proud Mama Moment

      One of my babies that hangs so adorably and delicately day in and day out in its humble abode in my closet, made her feature film debut and I couldn't be beaming any brighter with complete and utter pride as I pen this little note.

      I was ever so enjoying the view of my new favorite flick, 500 Days of Summer, while rocking back and forth in my theater bucket seat, when all of the sudden my heart skipped a beat ... there she was ... my Old Navy embroidered scene-stealer onscreen in her walk-in moment*, tucked into a darling pair of navy shorts (with tights, of course) on Ms. Zooey Deschanel herself! I had to take a moment and wipe away a tear *PING!*

      I couldn't help but notice a recurring theme (wardrobe speaking) throughout the film, especially on the lead character of Summer; they put her in every shade of blue imaginable (including my blouse) and it was stunning to the eye. From day to evening dresses, simple tops and even the wallpaper plastering her apartment walls. Genius idea on whomever came up with the blue shades being a constant visually throughout the film (not to mention I think, no, I know that I must have the soundtrack as well...I mean, come on...The Smiths AND Regina Spektor?)

      *Be sure to look for my twinkling star in the train scene*

      Now I know what it must feel like to be a proud stage Mama.

      Movie Poster Image courtesy of All Posters

      P.S. Boys, boys, boys ... whip out your notebooks and start jotting away because this is just for you. EVERY outfit (I'm especially zeroing in on the cardigans) that Joseph Gordon-Levitt's character, Tom, wears in the film makes me want to just be able to walk in his vicinity. Suits with sneaks? Cardies with simple button tops? Why don't more men dress like that?!? He's definitely on my list of worthy fellas to hand me my daydream vintage typewriter. Oh yes. So, remember guys ... the female population will realize that the art of a "good swoon" is not dead if you dress like him from the film (throw in a skinny tie too!) Trust me.

      P.P.S. I had no choice but to deviate from my usual Wednesday Website of the Week entry, but don't fret ... it returns tomorrow ... and here's a 3-word hint as to what site is being featured: Easy, Breezy, Beautiful. Got it figured out yet?

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