The seasons seem to be changing. I am listening to it rain when a mere week ago I was sweating, cursing the eternal summer but that is southern California for you. People say there are no seasons here but I think there are. You can feel it. I know when the air begins to turn for us because we’re in it now. Sometimes change is subtle. Sometimes you just have trust that you’ll know when it’s time for change, like now.
Sometimes when I think about lip-gloss I can’t help but think of the early 2000s when lip-gloss was rampant. I visualize my fav gals like Britney spears and Kate Hudson on TRL (Total Request Live is a TV show for all you youngsters). Lip-gloss and a tan were all the jam. Everything was shimmery, low slung, and just bright. I think of all the POP in pop culture that was going on at that time. It was the beginning of the explosion of celebrity culture. And what were they wearing?? Lip-gloss.
Oh August, how I loathe you and your burning heat. It's hot outside and I somehow feel like I am in a perpetual sweat or at least trying really hard to avoid a perpetual sweat which then makes me sweat(!!). How do I stay cool then? I do it by keeping everything really simple. Especially my beauty routine.
I owe Rachel a bit of credit for inspiring of Monday’s post “It’s Not About the Back”. My conversation with her opened a space for me through her story of overcoming her eating disorder. She spoke so candidly with me about things that are all too common for most women and how we see our bodies. Listening to her story I found commonalities in my own struggles with my body.
If you don’t know yet, I am a huge Brené Brown fan. I read her book “Daring Greatly” last summer and again this summer. Her research on the way shame works on us and how much we need to learn to access our vulnerability in a society that teaches us the opposite has shaped and changed not only how I view myself but also the way I see people in general.
If there is anything I know for sure, it is that my hair will always be changing. I can’t express all the time I’ve wasted trying to decide what I am going to do next to it. It’s partly why I keep it short, because when you have long hair it stays the same for long periods of time. BORING. Let’s not even talk about when I am growing it out. UGH, the torture. All I am ever thinking about is how I should just chop it off.