Ipsy Tipsy

For the past 11 months I have been receiving my monthly glam bag from Ipsy.  I bought  a one year subscription because who doesn't want beauty goodies delivered to their house every month? I do. I had heard of the Ipsy and thought I would give it a try.

Every time I spied a shiny pink package in the mail I knew my ipsy bag had arrived. I was excited. I loved opening them to see the pretty bags and all the beauty products I had received.  At first I was curious about what I was going to get each month but as the year went on my excitement for the bag fell faster than over sprayed hair on a humid day.

The bags become predictable. Every month I knew  I was going receive the following: Nude lipstick or chapstick, Nude eye shadow, facial cleanser, or an eye pencil. Now don't get me wrong I like a little nude colored beauty products but my gosh not every single product needs to be Nude!! Lets have some variety here! My cynical soul needs color too!

Were they trying to subtly hint at something by sending a facial cleanser in every bag? Do they think I never wash my face?  Every month I have received some form of a facial cleanser or wipes. I end up giving most of them away. Don't get me wrong facial cleansing is important... but there are other beauty products besides facial cleansers. Lets widen our horizons Ipsy. I mean we have beautiful eye shadow, flawless foundation,  hauntingly dramatic eye liner, and so many other magical things in the beauty world but yet you choose to send face wash every single time...

Its not that I haven't gotten any good things. I have gotten some products I've loved, but I don't think the subscription is worth it anymore. So after I receive my last bag I will be canceling my subscription. I have decided to move on to BirchBox. I have heard good things about them and the boxes look so cute!

This month's Ipsy bag. I actually really like it. I mean its says what we are all thinking, Makeup is important. I am definitely going to use this bag just maybe not the products inside.

Well my divas that is all I have for today.

Queen Diva out.

                                                   Stay Adventurous, 

                                                                   Cherry XOXO

There was a Burst of Color

Yesterday I did something I've always wanted to do. I participated in a color run. Well technically it was called a Color Burst since it was hosted by the ymca so children could be involved, but same thing. It was as colorful and fun as I imagined.

Now the training for this 5k was very intense. It was so intense some might not even believe that it happened.......thats because it didn't. I did not train whatsoever for this event. I just went for it. Sometimes in life you just got to jump right in unprepared  and hope you don't die from an asthma attack due to your lack of training. But I survived... clearly otherwise you wouldn't be reading this right now. I was not the only unprepared runner. My friend Brittany who also ran along with Stefanie and I was not prepared either. The two asthmatics just taking the color run by storm and hoping for the best. Stefanie on the other hand who decided to be Ms. Overachiever actually trained for the run. Who does that? I don't.

They had the path of the run set up so it was one giant loop that you had to go around twice so you hit each color station a second time. (Just in case you weren't already dosed in color they threw more on you.) The second time I ran through the red color zone this lady threw some right at my face so it speckled around my mouth like I had the chicken pox. I looked like I had just eaten a giant red popsicle. Fantastic.. My friend Stefanie looked like a leprechaun with the amount of green that covered her. I think they could sense she was Irish so they just dosed  her with the green. Let that Irish pride show. Potatoes!!

At the end of the run they have everyone get in a big crowd for the final color toss. For the final color toss they had everyone grab the remaining color and throw it into the air at the same time. The parking lot turns into one giant colorful cloud that hovers for about a minute. Its really cool to see all the colors fly in the air, but word to the wise do not inhale at all during this. Not a good idea. Just hold your breath and hope the cloud of color floats away.  It is a wonderful sight to see though.

I will definitely do the color burst again next year. But maybe I'll actually train this time. Who knows?

Queen Diva Out.

                                               

                                                Stay colorful,

                                                           Cherry XOXO

What a waste of a Near Death Experience

 Well....Well... Spring break has come and gone along with my mind. Why have I lost my mind? Well to be frank I never had one, but maybe the fact that I had three cups of caffeine this week or that I almost died twice might contribute a bit. Who really knows? I don't.

At the beginning of the week it was great! I didn't have school. I saw my friends. But I also had an asthma attack and well that puts a real downer on the situation. I mean it was only inconvenient for the night, but oh my goodness are they annoying. You're probably picturing me wheezing and coughing like some possessed hyena  (ahh what a mental picture) but no. My asthma takes the more silent approach. When I have near death situations I become quiet and calm which is ironic because even though yes I can pretend to be calm, I am never.. ever.. quiet. I probably won't even be quiet when I'm dead. You might be thinking, "but Cherry thats not possible.. you're dead?" Girl I'll record myself reading coupons if thats what it takes to talk beyond the grave. You can't get rid of me that easy. I'll haunt your cabinets.

A few days after my first near death experience I made a trip to my salon. Now first of all I love going to the salon. They make you feel beautiful and pampered. Oh its wonderful! However I was planning this trip to just be short and sweet. No hair dyeing or root touchups just a trim. Snip Snip and then boom out of there just like a drug deal.  It was supposed to be a simple easy trim but I came across a factor that I could not account for.. caffeine.. You see the night before I had been with my friends and I stupidly thought it would be a good idea to get a frape... ya know.. just a little caffeine to get me through the night.....There is a reason I do not drink caffeine... I can't handle caffeine just ask my friends. They will attest to what happens to me on caffeine. Its not pretty. I can't be trusted on it. So anyways I am driving to the salon all determined while listening to One Direction of course. I'm not superstitious its just I have to listen to them on the way to the salon otherwise I'll get a bad haircut.  I'll be 90 and still be jamming to some 1D on the way to the salon. But  I don't care. I don't take chances with my hair. But anyways   like I was saying I was on a mission to get a trim but the moment I turned my vehicle into the salon driveway something came over me. It was like I was hit with the Holy Spirit. (It it was probably the caffeine,) But I needed to dye my hair! So I did. Black and violet.  Its mainly just black with a little violet in to keep it rich. I also then had another cup of caffeine at the salon because why learn from your mistakes if you can just repeat them?  Just another day kids just another day.

So this all leads to my second near death story. Today it was nice and sunny out and sometimes in the sun my hair looks a bit violet. So as I was walking to my mode of transpiration, the Buick aka grandpa cruiser,  I was trying to turn my head to look at my hair, but since it was kinda windy it was a bit difficult. So there I am looking like an idiot trying to see what color my own hair was (while still struggling to get to my car) when this car next to me starts pulling out an almost hits me!  I could have died!  I mean granted he was probably only going 2 mph at this point but still I could have been incapacitated! I was just minding my own business looking at my hair and I almost died! That would have been it. I would have died just walking to my car because I got distracted by my own hair... not someone else's hair.. no my OWN hair.. And y know what.. I didn't even figure out what color hair I had... what a waste of a near death experience.. This is why I need adult supervision. This is my life kids.

Well thats all I have fore today Loves,
Queen Diva Out.
         
                                                        Stay Fly,
                                                               Cherry XOXO
         

Will Run for Fries.

So I have made the delusional decision to become a runner. Why you may ask? I'm not really sure. Maybe its the way a runner's eye sparkles when they realize they are about to die, or maybe its the sweatiness. Either way I'm clearly unstable. I mean what is more attractive than a dying asthmatic topple over into the pathetic sweaty mess I will have become.

 However, I'm trying to start out slow instead of going full force and burn myself out. And when I say slowly I mean walk fast paced for 5 minutes and then jog/sprint for 2 minutes. I will slowly build myself up to where I can run for most of the time. (If I ever get there.) I'm not sure if this method is really effective or not, but its the one I'm going with. I'm determined to stick to this. I have always wanted to run in a marathon, and I'm going to achieve this. I might die trying, but I will do it.  And I will do it fabulously!

(Reality sets in.)

After the first two days of my decision to become a runner, my legs weren't hurting too bad if at all. I thought I was doing pretty well. Wrong..... I was very wrong. You see I was fine and dandy till the 3 days later when my body decided that it hated me. (This is also happened to be the day that I had to run everywhere for work so definitely not the most ideal time.)  I was a mess. My legs wanted to give up on me while simultaneously cramping up so  I could feel their wrath. It was rough.   There were many moments throughout the day that I was tempted to just lay down in the elevator. Just give up and let the world see the blubbering shambles I was. Its not like anyone would notice some random girl dying in the elevator anyways.   What have I done to myself? In what world did I think this would be a good idea... anyways..

This week beside my insane decision to hurtle myself around in the name of exercise,  I started my second semester of college.  I know you are probably thinking "why are you going back for more punishment?" I don't know.. Seemed like a good idea at the time. However, I already know that this semester is going to be crazier than last. But I already have my first trip of the year planned for next month. So there's a plus. I am finally going to visit the city  I belong in. My whole life I have wanted to go there and next month I will be in it's beautiful city limits.. Ahh.. adventure...

Well anyways my  Dear Divas today's is short and sweet, and I hope you have a wonderful day!

Queen Diva out.



                                                                Stay Swazzy,
                                                                            Cherry XOXO

Its Over... Well at Least Halfway...

Hello Gorgeous!  This semester has flown by in one big financial crushing blur. It was such a blur that it almost feels like I didn't accomplish much other than spend a lot of money..which I did...on fun things like textbooks..and binders..and highlighters I never used. But I'm prepared if you guys need some text highlighted or post it notes written because I have plenty of both. I don't know if thats a sign of my shopaholic tendencies or I'm just a really bad college student. Its probably both... 

But now I am finally on Christmas break! And for one glorious month I will not have to do homework, sit through a lecture, or study for quizzes.. Ahh bliss. Now on to celebrating Christmas which for my family won't be until January, but better late than never. However it won't be a complete vacation, in fact most of it will be spent at work.. got to get a Holla for a Dolla. (I don't really know what thats supposed to mean... its just sounded right.) 

So since the semester is over I will share with you the things I  learned so far.... Ba dum da dum!!!! 

1. Sleep is no longer a thing you do, nor do you need it to function.. at least at a college student level of functioning..

2. Normal food and eating habitats do not exist. Now I'm not saying that you'll gain the freshman fifteen or anything. I didn't. All I am saying is that nothing says struggling adulthood like eating off brand pop tarts and goldfish everyday because you can't afford real food. 

3. Know a guy. Now you might be like me (probably not) and not be very skilled in many areas. But as long as you know someone who can do what you can not.. you'll be fine.  College is like a gigantic bartering system. No one has money instead everyone just trades skills in hope that this will look "good" on their college resume. 

4. Always bring your own water bottle to class! You don't want to be stuck drinking that nasty campus bubbler water. (Yes. This is Wisconsin its called a bubbler.) Trust me that stuff is horrible. And having something to drink will also help you stay awake during class. Besides its good to stay hydrated.

5. Mathway.com is your best friend. If this site already isn't a normal virtual destination for you.. it will be.

6. Buy a Sherpa blanket. Now this seems frivolous and strange. But do it! These blankets are life changing. They are softer than your padded grades of extra credit. They are the warmer than your tears of a failed test. They are curvier than the curves on your test. They are the blankets of all blankets. They feel like the moment when you find out you get to sleep in an extra hour because you first class was cancelled.  So buy a sherpa, because when you are having your 12th nervous breakdown from questioning your life decision to attend this torture known as college, you can wrap yourself in the warmth of Sherpa and everything will be alright. 

As you can see I've clearly learned a lot. I don't know why they don't just give me my diploma now. 

I've learned it all.

My dear Divas I hope you have a very Merry and Fabulous Christmas! Queen Diva out.

                                            Stay Fabulous,

                                                     Cherry XOXO 

P.S. I finally got my christmas lights hung up around my room so now it looks all cozy and warm.