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No, YOU look great for asking me that question. I did do my own hair and makeup. The makeup was the foundation routine I wrote about a couple of days ago (Nars foundation, etc.). Then, I did the lips I wrote about today and used the Too Faced eyeshadow set I mentioned in the post today as well. I think the key was wearing a CRAP ton of makeup - more than I thought I needed.
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Thanks! I used to try to pretend I didn't have a lisp but I've never been able to shake it. I can't say a good "s" even if I try.
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Oh my god, I'm SO EMBARRASSED about that part! Like, seriously, seriously embarrassed. I tried like hell to remove it but apparently lots of people relate. I guess it's part of an unending search for perfection...
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Oh, mah, gaw, I love you. You're the nicest. I sometimes lighten my hair, sometimes darken it - I don't drastically change my natural color; I just add more depth. And I don't have a particular place I go. I think having curly hair makes any dye-job you do look better, because it hides imperfections. That said, I would KILL for straight hair. Gah.
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Yo - it wasn't pushed back. Actually, it was pushed FORWARD! To January 25. Where'd you hear it was pushed back?
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I'm in the process of finishing everything that has been keeping me busy, and I plan on doing a month of posting every day. Hopefully. We shall see.
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HAHA, seriously?! Okay, I will...but...um...no laughing at me. In a nutshell, here's what I do: a) buy the outfits on Anthropologie ads and b) dress like a lady in the 50s. I think if people like my style, it's because I dress like a matron for someone my age and it stands out.
But, okay, I'll do it. For you. I've been devising a way of putting up short posts for you guys while I'm too busy to actually write anything.
p.s. Sorry I'm such a sucky blogger. For serious. -
NEVER! But not because I don't want to...I just can't pull it off. My eyes are too deep-set and big, so when I wear it on the bottom lashes I look like a doll. I can sometimes look good when I just do my tear-line, but that always washes off in about an hour so I don't usually bother.
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Well yes, yes I do. Not as loudly as my friend Molly, who reaches decibels that could make you go temporarily deaf. There's nothing more hilarious than a well-timed belch. Or fart, for that matter.
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NO! God, no. Dammit, I knew people would think that was happening. Unfortunately I just have so much going on that I can't keep up with posting. I'm going to try to get back on the horse soon, but I don't know how or when I'll get around to it. But no, I refuse to let my blog die. I love my blog.
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Well...it definitely left me wanting more. Also, I don't think that the thing that happened in the place with Alice actually happened. But I did like that the whole thing was a commentary on what happens to today's young adults when they've been given so many resources that they don't actually have to work to achieve anything.
I just wish I could fast-forward to next year when the sequel comes out! Good lord.
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Oh, it'll definitely be non-fiction. I don't have a definite story that I need to tell yet...only some seedlings that have yet to sprout.
I'm currently reading The Swan Thief by Elizabeth Kostova. I LOVED her first book, The Historian, so I have high hopes...I'm about 100 pages in and I'm feeling so-so...but that's how her first book was for me, too.
And then!!! I'm listening to The Magicians by...Lev...something? I can't remember his name. It should be the first book that pops up on Amazon. It's like Harry Potter and The Chronicles of Narnia, but with drugs and sexy-time. I highly recommend it. Holy cow.
As for other things I recommend: sadly, I haven't read any good new books yet. So here are some faves: The History of Love by Nicole Krauss, Carter Beats the Devil by Glen David Gold, Bel Canto by ... argh, I can't remember her name, Gods Behaving Badly by Marie Phillips (that one's a grown-up Percy Jackson, except it was written before Percy Jackson), and of course my fave book of all time, East of Eden by Steinbeck. See, I don't even have to say his first name because I'm so intellectual and classy for loving an old book like that. Pompous.
Please, though, anyone who's reading this - go to my blog and put some good new books in the comment from today's post. I'm DYING for something good after a string of misses. (Wolf Hall is next on my nightstand, which I'm excited about since I'm a Tudor history buff, but I'll need something else afterward...) -
HELLS yes. But...I have no clue when I'll be back there. We'll triangulate a way.
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OOOOOH. Well. I don't want to give it all away since it's a huge part of the intro to my book...
But I will tell you this: when I walked into the place where he would be proposing, I was on the phone with my mother, listening to her telling me all the reasons Dave wasn't ready to propose to me yet. Little did she know... -
It's a secret! But hopefully it will be even more hilarious than the wedding book (pleeeeeeeeeeease god let everyone think the wedding book is hilarious).
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It was wonderful and hard, but mostly wonderful. The absolute right decision for me. I'm learning so much, and I think it's a perfect fit for my natty skills (that's natural, for those who don't know my abbreves).
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Hm. Well. I hate to say it, but usually I stay in, do some light drinking with Dave, and watch shows left over on my DVR. I'm lucky that two friends from college live in the same building as me, so sometimes we just get together, watch trash t.v., and relax. It's sort of lame. I know.
BUT! Last Friday I had a par-tay for my coworkers and it was off the HIZZY (did I really just say that?). I made sure it ended by 11pm so I could get my beauty rest, though. Everyone was all impressed because I made some fantastic spread of food that I will never get around to posting on my blog, because I'm incapable of blogging these days. What happened to me?! -
Ugh. I know. I'm terrible. Here's the thing: I haven't really had a whole lotta free time in the past year, and what free time I've had has been dedicated to hanging with the new hubs, the new pup, and generally allowing my brain to calm down. I'm hoping to get back on the horse soon. But it's like dieting: I'm always going to start tomorrow.
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Oooh, YES. I would say that I'm not actually that confident - I'm just outgoing. I definitely struggle with self-esteem, sometimes to the point of ridiculousness. I've talked about it on my blog before, but I have had acne since I was in the first grade, so I'm constantly thinking about my skin and worrying about people looking at my blemishes. I'm definitely clearer now than I used to be, but even one little mark is enough to make me want to wear a paper bag over my head. I even get self-conscious around Dave! My skin is the reason (I think) that I'm so into makeup - I had to learn how to use it at an early age to avoid ridicule from my clear-skinned classmates who didn't even know what zits were.
But here's the thing that I've found - I can find confidence when I know I'm doing right by myself. I feel great about myself when I'm treating my body, mind, and soul the way they need to be treated. That means working out regularly, eating good, nutritious foods, getting enough sleep, taking steps to reduce my stress, reading a lot, and finding something that feeds my soul. It's annoyingly hard to get to that point, but once I'm there I feel absolutely wonderful (and no, I'm not there right now) (ugh).
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Elizabeth Wiggs Maas’s Bio
Aside from being completely and totally awesome, I'm a makeup junkie, a bad cook, a lover of interior design, a new wife, mother to a tiny puppy named Baxter, and author of the memoir HOW I PLANNED YOUR WEDDING (December 2010).
