Archive for November, 2008

Lush Reviews and Updates

As I stare in awe that it’s Dec 1 tomorrow, I would like to distract myself with a few reviews of some stuff I’ve recently tried, including an update on the caca hair dye.


I am bringing my review to a 2/5 because not only did this stuff end up washing out of my hair, but it also dyed a small section of my hair green.  A strip test wouldn’t have helped either, because this hair is shorter than my other layers and I’m not entirely sure what else would make this hair more “accepting” of the green tinge?  Anyway, I can only see it when I immediately dry my hair before styling, so it’s not a big deal, nor is it a big chunk of hair, it’s maybe the width and height of 2 toonies.  I wouldn’t use this again.  I put the other half of the bar in a drawer and the smell bothered me so much I had to put the bag under the sink in the kitchen and I can STILL smell it.  So I’ll be throwing it out. The smell is too ingrained with a bad experience for me to use it again.  It’s too bad that this stuff comes only in an $18 block, because if you only use half, the other half is a waste (if you don’t like it).

The next product is the Gold Frankincense and Beer Shower Jelly that I bought at the same time as the caca.  I paid $6.67 before tax for a jelly brick of this stuff:

beerThis stuff smells delicious.  It’s not quite a beer smell, it’s sort of like pop?  Almost a root beer smell.  Lovely. It’s sort of weird to work with though, as you have to sort of break off a bit and smash it into a loofah to use it.  It’s got the consistency of jello, which is a bit mind-challenging for me when I first wake up.  You have to leave it in a container, otherwise it will just melt with water.  It’s sort of a pain in the ass to grab it, grab a loofah, open the container, break a bit off, put the lid on, put it back, and then smash the jelly into the loofah without dropping anything.  The smell is somehow less potent than I’d expect in the shower, yet it it quite perfect on the skin when you get out.  The smell doesn’t really last all day, but I think you might continually notice it throughout the day if you just try it as a new smell.  I’d say this gets a 3/5 if you’re buying it for yourself, and a 4/5 (for inconvenience, but it’s a wonderful treat) as a gift.

I’m going to to review the Lush solid shampoo a little later (because I lurv it), but I think it deserves a longer post to itself.

Now I am off to lay down and try to work off the last part of my sickness. Bleh!

Another day, another chance to catch a cold…again

That’s right, I haven’t posted because for the third time in maybe two, three months?  I am sick.  AGAIN.  And I never get sick.  Ever since I worked at the hospital I’ve been pretty immune to your basic cold.  Something keeps making me sick here.  The only thing I can attribute it to is someone I work with.  I didn’t get sick at my last job, and that involved a less clean environment, so I don’t understand what’s doing it now!  I take multivitamins, I try to drink lots of water, I get more exercise than last year.  It’s a mystery to me!

Sadly, that effs up my NaPoBloMo, but I’ve been pretty good, so I am going to give myself a break.  Not from blogging, but from feeling bad that I missed a day here and there :0)

Each of these colds have been slightly different, so I’m not sure who they are coming from.  Maybe I’m just allergic to a shitty work situation??  Indeed.

In other news, I went to the chiropractor for the first time today to see if I could help my spine out a bit. My mom used to crack my back when I was little, thus setting me up to have a fucked up back for life. Now I need Steve to squeeze me every so often to get my back to pop (yes, I know this is bad) just to feel better.  I think it’s the desks at this new job?  I sit in a VERY uncomfortable chair that cost probably $10, whereas the bosses sit in $150-$300 chairs.  Naturally.

So apparently upon first look, the entire left side of my body is much more tense, and slightly higher than my right.  Everywhere!  My hips are out of alignment, my shoulders, my arms.  It’s like I’ve been walking on a slant my whole life.  This likely also comes from my mom, because we both like to stand with one leg crossed over the other, with one foot on top of the other.  I shit you not.  This is how I stand the most comfortably.  Go figure.  Anyway, I got some xrays done so I’ll get a nice look at my bones come Tuesday when I go back.  Then maybe we’ll get some poppin’ started!

Shower Headband Book

Today I awoke to the harsh realization that for maybe the 5th time in a year, there was no hot water. This manages to magically happen overnight each time, and I’d say that 4 out of the 5 times this has happened I’ve been buck naked standing with my hand under the faucet, pleading hot water to come out because I need to be at work soon.

Then I am forced to go to work all greasy and gross and ripe from the day before. Okay, greasy and gross and ripe in MY OPINION. Though I did spray myself very thoroughly with Body Shop Cranberry body spray, which in my mind, can cover the smell of most anything. I literally boiled water so that I could wash my hair, because not washing my hair is something I just can’t deal with.

I also realized that if I don’t have a shower in the morning, it’s mostly my hands that don’t feel clean, which is completely insane because hands are pretty much the easiest thing to wash. I don’t know what it is about the shower, but whatever happens during those, what, 10 minutes? It’s magic.

So I sat at my desk all day, greasing it up and feeling pretty gross. Hopefully the water is back to normal now so that I can go home and have a proper, water-wasting 15 minute shower to wash off the day. I can’t take it! I must shower!

Things would be different if I lived in the woods. You just end up so dirty finally that you maintain a nice stasis of dirtiness and don’t really need to bathe. But I am not in the woods, I am in downtown Vancouver…which I suppose is right near a forest, but lets not make rash decisions.

For whatever reason I also decided to “spice” things up a bit and throw on a headband, which is just another way I like to torture myself. Must every headband on earth dig like a motherfucker into my skull? Apparently the answer is yes. We all know I can’t wear those round headbands because of my slanty skull, but sometimes I like to throw a nice regular headband into the mix. I should have really thought that through though because I wear glasses, which also take up the exact area code that headbands like to live. They’ve been dueling all day for ‘prime skull crushing’ territory, and I’m pretty sure that it’s the glasses that are going to win. Sorry headband, we tried but things aren’t really working out for me. I want to see other people.

In some other sucky, first-world news, I ordered the other Stephenie Meyer books on Sunday night, foolishly thinking they’d arrive within the week. Apparently, has other ideas. Namely the date of December 3rd. I’m hoping this is just a rouse and I will magically have all the books tomorrow, but seeing as how this week is turning into a shitfest, I’m thinking they will probably arrive next week. Sigh. Steve tried to cheer me up when I asked him what else I should read in the meantime (I’ve already devoured the partial draft of Midnight Sun) and he sent me this book jacket:

Which has more wonderful elements than a girl can really ask for. My favorite part is the open fly on the cover. So suggestive!

No lols here.

I didn’t post yesterday because I had an off day.  Off, in that I came to work and one of my bosses had gone through my entire desk and rearranged everything I had set up so that it suited them better. It was sort of like having your mother go through everything in your room when you were a teenager.  I feel really violated. I have systems in place and papers in specific places so that I can find what I need.  All that is now gone, replaced by what the boss feels would better help the boss find things. The boss even threw out a 3/4 bottle of Dr. Pepper that was on my desk.  Apparently on some sort of cleaning rampage.

Then the boss came in at the end of the day and talked about how much shredding to do each day, even though the shredder dies after 15 min because it’s so little. Honestly, I was so angry I could have walked out.  But I have to you know, eat and stuff.

This comes just after I found out that I am being forced to use the majority of my vacation time between Dec 4th and Jan 5th because the bosses feel like closing down the studio.  Either I don’t get paid, or I have to use my vacation time to cover the loss.

This leaves me with exactly 4 vacation days for 2009.

I am not impressed.

Twilight Movie Review

Making a movie for hoards of anxious tweens and teenage girls will result in one of two reactions, one being something like this:

Or like this:

and I am pretty sure there is no gray area in between.

I shoved my way past mountains of teen girls as the theatre filled up, but I am always the stickler for getting to the theatre an hour before the movie on opening weekend.  And may I just ask WHY do people show up on opening weekend 5 minutes before the movie, and look disappointed when they can’t find say, 5 seats together in the exact centre of the theatre? So goes the minds of the stupid people.

There was a lot of screaming during this movie.  A LOT.  And I’m pretty sure that everyones’ panties flew at the screen when Robert Pattinson finally made his debut.

This face is responsible for the onset of millions of girls' puberties.

Robert Pattinson: Sending millions of tweens into early puberty since...Friday?

Frankly, I am getting distracted just having this photo on my post.

Whether this movie is good or bad, and no matter what anyone says, the fans will continue to show up in hoards. Teen girls rule the earth.  And really, there’s more women then men, so why wouldn’t we show up to see a sexy vampire story?  Let us not forget Interview with the Vampire.

Brad Pitt + not crazy Tom Cruise + Antonio Banderas = the original sexy vampire mix

Brad Pitt + not crazy Tom Cruise + Antonio Banderas = the original sexy vampire mix, no?

With movies made from books, I don’t know if the movie will ever live up to the book, unless it is 6 hours long. And you will never impress everyone because we all likely imagined that it would come to life in a slightly different way. I think that especially rings true for a book that runs on a lot of internal dialog, mystery, and thought. The poor studio that made this movie was falling into debt, and had a paltry $37 million to make the movie, as opposed to a well-funded film like the new Bond film, having a budget of $230 million dollars.  Do you know why Edward wasn’t sparkling as brightly or as beautifully as you thought?  Because that was one of hundreds of moments that needed to be filmed within this small budget.  This is also likely why the baseball scene wasn’t quite “impressive” enough. Think about how many people you have to pay, feed, clothe, and then you can add in the film, the gear, and then you’ve got a very small portion left to add that extra described effect that Meyer added to so many parts of this book.


I give applause to the actors.  I felt like everyone did a great job.  I feel like I lost some of the effect and intensity of the movie because so many girls were squealing with delight, or laughter, maybe not knowing how to react when the mild scene of sexuality happened.

Which brings me to another point. A lot of reviews I’ve read are talking about how this movie is a thinly veiled attempt to speak to young girls about abstinence. I respectfully disagree. This is a movie based on a book that came from a dream that the author had.  From the subconscious of a grown woman. Her ability to capture love, desperation, and the struggle of an undead man and a very much alive woman is clear.  And is there any better way to connect with women than appealing to their most basic, carnal instincts?  I don’t think that we need to read that much into this book.  This book didn’t try to change anyone’s view on sex, it didn’t try to change literature or make a substantial intelligent mark, it is a fictitious book about events that didn’t happen.  Sometimes women just want to read a good love story. It’s an easy read, it’s captivating, sexy, and isn’t trying too hard.  It doesn’t need to.


The good news is that Twilight has, as of tonight, brought in more money on its opening weekend than the new James Bond flick.  $70.5 million, securing the New Moon movie will follow. I am betting that this film will be better, but I doubt that it will please critics.  I think if you didn’t read the book, you probably won’t like the movie.  I also believe that the majority of movie critics are grown men, so it’s no wonder this movie has had poor reviews.

My opinion is that this movie was good.  It wasn’t awe-inspiring- it didn’t have the money to do that.  It satisfied my urge to see these characters come to life. Sure, it was cheesy and awkward in some parts, but teen romance is cheesy and awkward. I think we can all agree with that.

Saturday Etsy Shopping Faves

Fierce and Fiercer

The video:

I am pretty sure that black women must have an extra set of hip or ass bones, because this is so amazing, I feel like I am watching 3 hula dolls jam out.

The Legend:

My mouth was open in amazement the entire video. Yours should be too. Some of you for different reasons.

My personal favorite version:

I feel like his crotch is going to act up and slap him in the face while he dances! Outrageous.

Okay Ladies…

We all seem to be in this together.  This love of Twilight.

official_twilight_movie_posterTurn your panties into overdrive and get to the theatre!  You know what I found?  I found it’s easiest to go to crazy movies like this in the afternoon, as most people will want to make a date or a ‘girls night out’ out of it. Or perhaps late at night?  Most of the tweens won’t be allowed out at night, and especially not to a 10:30pm show when the movie is over 2 hours long!

I finished the book tonight, and it was GLORIOUS.  And I’m pretty sure the movie will be just as good. I need to get my damn hands on a copy of the next book, eeeep!

So is anyone other than me going to be seeing this movie this weekend?The good thing about a crowd that’s younger is that you can pretty much push your way over all of them to get close enough to the screen to lick it. *wink*

Dear Quantum of Solace,

quantumofsolaceposterYou were okay. Not great.  Not bad.  Somewhere in the middle.  Like when you have toast for breakfast.  You were my breakfast toast.  Sort of dry, but still good. Naturally Daniel Craig as Bond didn’t disappoint me, but somehow the story was hollow.  Less campy, more plain?  But then again there were certain boat chases and fights on scaffolding that weren’t boring.

Your leading ladies were hotties, as usual.  But even with sexy ladies it felt sort of empty.  Your leading lady was lovely, but you didn’t slam her like each and every other Bond girl.

Why the lack of slamming?  Were you trying to step above the over-the-top sexual nature of Bond?

Well, okay, you totally slammed that other Bond girl, but I didn’t really feel any connection to that chick.  And she looked like she was 17, which made it sort of creepy. And Bond was just sort of like, “Hello there, nice to meet you, would you help me with my pants? I’ll be needing them off to slam you.” And that was maybe 2 minutes after we met this young lady.  I didn’t even care about her.  But you are known for slamming many ladies, Bond, so I’ll let it slide.

And where were your gadgets?  I didn’t spot a single gadget.  Mind you, Daniel Craig pretty much just kicked the shit out of everyone with his bare hands, and that impressed me enough to sort of make up for the lack of gadgets.  But aren’t the gadgets part of the camp?

Why so serious, Bond?

I thought you were going to be bigger, more glamorous, more outrageous.  Like seeing a drag queen on a dating website, but instead just getting a handsome man. Still good, but not what you were looking for.

Maybe it’s because there were Canadians involved with this movie?  Did you notice how much you brought up Canadians?  There was even a Canadian agent in the movie.  When I think of Canada, I don’t think of any sort of spies.  I think of back bacon, and maple syrup, even though I can’t remember the last time I had back bacon or maple syrup, you know?

Anyway, I’d still pay the $13 that I did to see you, but I don’t think I’d buy you on DVD.

Now Wall-E, that’s another story…

Ok bai!

Shhh, don’t tell anyone

I picked up Twilight, and I am…gasp…ENJOYING it.


And I am…GASP…going to see the movie this weekend.

Stupid sexy vampires!

November 2008
30 collective fashion consciousness.