psychic reading

I was in Sephora today when this lady came up to me and told me she noticed my presence (aura?). She said, "You seem happy and smiling on the outside, but there is a sadness inside you. I want you to call me and we can discuss this." She handed me her card.

I shook my head. Nope. Nothing that I can think of.

"Yes, there is a man. An American man." Well, considering that I live in the United States, just about every man I meet would be an American man. I looked at her to continue. "He is a man that you want, but you cannot have. There is a sadness in your love life."

"Nope, my love life is just fine," I assured her. "I am dating someone and I am very happy."

"What is he?"

"Chinese."

"No, this man is an American man."

"Oh, you mean a white person. Nope, I prefer to date other Asians."

"Then he is mixed, maybe not all American."

I shook my head again. Then I started asking her questions. I asked her when she decided to start a business. She said she was not in business. "Then why did you give me your card? You have a business card."

"Well, people have to know where to find me, how to find me."

"Yes, but you charge for your services."

"No, I don't have a business. I run this out of my home. I have two children."

I asked her when she decided to become a psychic. She said she didn't choose, but she knew at the age of 6 she's psychic. I asked when she decided to become one as a profession. She repeated that she is not in business. I said, "Well I assume you went to school. So at some point, you were considering a traditional career path. What happened at the junction that made you choose this?"

"What do you mean traditional?"

"You know, like a subject you can major in, a job that people typically have."

She didn't have an answer and said to call the number and we can talk about it. I said, "No! I don't want to know about my life. I'm interested in your career."

"Look it up on the internet," she said and walked away from me. haha, I love badgering people.

sucker for pink

Looking at Emmy arrival pictures on NY Times and Keri Russell stood out. I love everything about this look: the flowy pink dress, the wavy bun, the flower in her hair and those delicate flower earrings.

At dinner with my friend the other day, I asked her if she was wearing eyelash extensions. She was! Our other friend showed up and she was sporting them too. This is the fourth close friend to have them this year. Is this the cool new thing?

the bum who hated crackers

This bum came up to Yves and me while we were sitting at an outdoor cafe in New York City and asked for some food. He claimed he was hungry. We told him we didn't have cash and Yves offered him her crackers. He was so offended and told us, "I don't want no crackers. I'm going to choke on those damn crackers." He sputtered and gestured and I told him to, "Calm the fuck down." He then told me to suck his dick and walked away.

wee!

That would be the Manhattan skyline behind us.

new york, new yorrrkkk

I give up on beauty blogging. Too many products. Too many techniques. And who wants to see my face all the time? Haha.


In other news, I am going to NYC in less than a day! I haven't been since high school. I am so excited to go to museums and take pictures like a tourist. I am so jealous of friends that have a good eye for photography. All my pictures end up looking the same, because I have no pose other than the standard Anh-hand-on-hip pose and smiling until my Hamtaro cheeks explode.


Ever since this conversion back into a regular blog, I am bursting with things to record. I had a pretty amazing weekend. I went to V Lounge on Friday after Saint & Sinners with Kevin, Steph and Jung Ho. We originally planned to go to The Room in Santa Monica, but for some reason that place is really popular now. Steph and J stood in line and then gave up. We went to our old standby, V Lounge.



How cute are they, all dressed in gray!


Getty Villa on Saturday. I'm still waiting to see pics that Jess posts, so here's the only shot with all four of us.



I was a little apprehensive since none of them knew the others, but it worked out fine.


Today, I was itching for a run. I timed myself for the first time since high school. My mile time was 8:46, which is way better than anything I did in high school. The clock forced me to run faster than I usually do. After the initial mile, I decided to do 3 more, which was a bad idea. I started feeling nauseous after mile 2 and recalled my friend telling me that he ran until he threw up. 0.0 Thankfully, I made it without throwing up, but that was a terrible, terrible feeling. That's it for now, but I'll definitely be updating while on the NY trip.

slanted eyeliner brush

This is probably a "duh" moment for most of you, but brushes DO make a big difference. I used to think that it didn't matter what brushes you used. Paintbrushes look a lot like make up brushes. I had an old fine tipped paintbrush and I have been using it to apply my gel eyeliner.



I finally bought a slanted liner brush at IMATS and it was definitely worth it. There isn't much difference in the final look, but the ease of application makes it a useful tool. I credit the difference to 1) the slant of the brush and 2) the synthetic bristles (think the kind of bristles your toothbrush is made of). The gel glides on easily, and doesn't get stuck in the hairs of the brush. Applying is much quicker and I make fewer mistakes.

In sadder news, my Shu Umera lash curler is STILL missing. I am using my old E.L.F. curler. I really like the curls I am getting, but it's pulling out my lashes. Annnd I just bought Shiseido refills for my Shu, so they're just going to sit there. Boo.