No more Blogger, I tumbl.

I no longer update this blog as of Summer 2010. However, I keep it since the Blogger account allows me to view other blogs on this platform. Stay updated instead with my tumblr where I mix my passions for public relations and cosmetics! buzz-n-blend...

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Fail.

For the past week and a half, I've been making conscious efforts to be healthy. I have been carefully perusing nutrition labels, portioning my meals and drinking more water than usual. I've forced my dad to buy wheat instead of white, romaine instead of iceberg, fresh instead of canned. Last week, I tried going for a run. I didn't even last 5 minutes before my lungs angrily refused to let me continue. Fail. I rented a yoga video from my local library, which I loved but I sadly had to return in 3 days. Fail. Since my internship is only 2 miles away (according to Google Maps), I figured I can walk it. Tried it once, thought I was going to die. Wanted to try it again but my co-workers refuse to see me walk and always offer a ride home I'm reluctant to deny. Fail. My last hope was a bike. Amidst my Dad's jokes and laughter, I begged...

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Holihate

I hate holidays. I especially hate the ones that plant seeds of expectations in people's minds: Mother's Day, Father's Day, Valentine's Day. I know I've blogged about this before in regards to Valentine's Day, but the same sentiment is shared for them all. Stores live for these days to lure in customers with promotions and sales. Besides the occasional luxurious day off, I see no other purpose for holidays. They hurt people's wallets and emotions. You're obligated to buy a gift. If not, your lover will hold a grudge and maybe just break up with you. Moms and dads will think you don't love them. Emotional sons and daughters without mothers or fathers will weep in the pain of absence (death, distance, etc) or froth at the mouth in anger (deadbeat/absent parents, divorce). These parent holidays are just reminders of how much your parents...

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Nicki Minaj's Islam Reference

Tucked into the corner of my bed, propped by pillows, I leisurely fingered through the pages of Kabul Beauty School: An American Woman Goes Behind the Veil by Deborah Rodriguez. It's a non-fiction that narrates Deborah's experience and observations in Kabul, Afghanistan as a hairdresser. Reading I went until a phrase set off a fluorescent lightbulb. Click...."salaam aleichem"-- the standard greeting, meaning "peace be with you"..." (pg.51)"Salaam aleichem. Where have I heard that before?" I asked myself. It sounded too familiar. Then it hit me: Nicki Minaj.Nicki Minaj, an up-and-coming female rapper with slightly vulgar yet entertaining and catchy lyrics, has a song titled "Itty Bitty Piggy" aimed at wannabes and haters.The chorus flows as follows:And if you see a itty bitty piggy in the market Give that b*tch a quarter and a car tell her...

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EOTD: Eye of the Day

Countless hours of makeup tutorial viewing, makeup blog reading and product review gazing has delved me into an online culture that intrigues and entertains me. So many talented self-proclaimed makeup artists have become online gurus and Youtube stars by simply sharing their passion with others. It's amazing. I've learned new terms i.e. EOTD, FOTD (face of the day) and tricks that's making makeup application easy and fun.The look above is my attempt in recreating VintageorTacky's Sailor Moon Cat E...

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Splurge

I know, I know. You're tired of me talking about makeup. I promise though, I will not be turning this into a makeup blog, but at this current moment, there is not else to talk about. :)From Sunday - Thursday, I enjoyed a mini-vacation from home in New York (City) with friends. First I stayed in Dobbs Ferry, a friendly town with mom-and-pop restaurants and stores lining the streets. Then I stayed in Ozone Park, Queens.I gave myself a budget of $50 for the entire four-day trip, but that was a joke and a half. Besides the necessary cost of food, I splurged. Not on clothes or shoes or Venti-sized cups of Starbucks, but on makeup.To others, this is insanity. To me, it was necessary.We visited an outlet where I discovered a cosmetics store. I browsed for almost a half hour before I finalized my $50 purchase of an eyeshadow, slim shine, and a 6-color...

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I can't stop playing with makeup.Just last week I was complaining I needed a hobby to save me from homebound boredom and then I realized I had this one all along.My obsession started a couple months ago. I started collecting eyeshadows, brushes, and eyeliner without ever thinking I can make this interest useful.Excuse the brows. They're recovering from a massive attack in Boston in a random nail salon about a month a...

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Playing with Makeup

I'm obsessed. My secret splurge. Pretty, pretty everywhere.Matte. Mineral. Shimmer. Shiny.Glossy, classy. Funk and spunk.I'm in love with make-up. And sadly, I don't play enough with it.I'm self-conscious to wear crazy makeup during the day and I don't go out enough to play. I need to change this--both the self-consciousness and the not-going-out-enough.Today, I felt inspired. I did make-up on my mom and then myself. Here's some pictures!I blended an eye shadow from Cover Girl called "Snow Blossom" with a springy bright green that I purchased in Puerto Rico last summer. Here I used "Honey Lust" by MAC. It's a very messy eyeshadow; it's basically...

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The Return of Ivi Mo.

It's been awhile. (Cue "It's Been Awhile" by Staind).I survived the craziest semester of my college career. It was worse than appendicitis during mid-terms. Worse than a messy breakup in the beginning of a semester. Worse than feeling lonely in a huge school. I made it...with a prospective trip to Peru in July, the presidency of a club, new meaningful friends, and a 3.58. I made it.But now, I'm back home. Unemployed. Without a license. I feel like a 2008 college grad.Perhaps I'll do a little soul-searching. A little Twittering. Some Googling. A dash of Facebooking.I'll unleash secret magic powers I never knew I had in the kitchen. I'll become an artist of make-up. A guru of coffee. Possibilities are endless. I just have to get up from this b...

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