Waxing Gone Wrong

This is my eyebrow after some lady (who charged me $21) maimed it. I have no words for the wise here, no lessons to learn. How could I have anticipated that, in all my years of waxing, some random person would rip my skin off? How can you tell if someone's going to do this just by looking at her (evil) face?

You can't, so, my friends, my only piece of advice (I actually DO have some words now) is: get a recommendation from a friend who's had good work done somewhere and go there. Not to Extreme Salon on 3rd Ave between 88th and 89th Sts in New York City.

In Praise of the Glorious Avocado

Behold the glory of the avocado/cucumber roll, made fresh before my very eyes this afternoon by an affable Japanese man at the deli next door:

If I could, I would eat avocados every day. (Oh, who am I kidding? I DO eat them every day.)

I made guacamole last night and forced people to eat and offer opinions of it since I was too full of sushi to tell. Verdict? A tablespoon or so of salsa makes it perfect.

Then there was the Turkey Burger from Heaven: turkey burger, Romaine lettuce, two thick slabs of avocado, American cheese, toasted bun.

From where do these cravings come? Do I lack fat in my diet? Potassium? Other vitamins? According to Wikipedia (the ONLY source for info these days--screw you, Encyclo!), "About 75% of an avocado's calories come from fat, most of which is monounsaturated fat. Avocados also have 60% more potassium than bananas. They are rich in B vitamins, as well as vitamin E and vitamin K.^[19] They have the highest fiber content of any fruit - including 75% insoluble and 25% soluble fiber.^[20]"

Therefore, I'm actually craving something healthy--as opposed to Pop Chips--so I should give into it moderately, right? Okay, thanks; that's all I needed.

Rather Spend $20 on Cheese than an Eyebrow Wax

If given the choice, I would spend $20 on fine cheese instead of an eyebrow wax. Give me a nutty, crunchy, slightly bitter, creamy, brittle, crumbly, caramel-colored wedge of 3+ year-aged Gouda (or Gouda-like) and I will eat it happily while my eyebrows grow to 1990's-era lengths.

Pair it with some Zabar's Provencal Olive Rosemary crisps and I'm in heaven.

Spoils:

Surfer Chic Shills

What do Joel Madden, Sophia Bush, Brody Jenner, Bow Wow (dropped the "Lil'"), Solange Knowles (B's sister), AnnaLynne McCord and someone named Cody Linley have in common? Besides their residency on the E-List, they are shilling OP--that's Ocean Pacific, the brand you hearted in the 80's!

This less-than-dynamic group of youngsters (you're four months into your 30s, Joel Madden) has teamed together to overtake Perez Hilton's Web site today and tomorrow... the world.

While, I still don't understand exactly what these kids are promoting (OP at Wal-Mart? A Summer Music Tour? Fall 09 clothing? Anorexia?), it all just seems so damn fun. Frolicking in the sand with your brand-new besties, loosely promoting music and pretending you're in college. Recounting memories from the past few days in ways that make them seem like memories from the past decade.

If there were a Wal-Mart in my area, I actually might stop by and scan the OP collection for a cheap bathing suit and cover-up while the sun takes its last breaths (it's the beginning of July, but I don't have high hopes for this "summer" season). But for now, I'm going to continue puzzling over the theme of this ad campaign. I'm going with anorexia.

Who Doesn't Love Bubbles?

So why not wear them? I bought this Nanette Lapore suit last year and am obsessed with the sleeves. Must. Find. More. Bubble. Sleeved. Jackets.

I love jackets. They help to frame my petite figure. Plus, they add an air of authority, and what 5-foot chick doesn't need that?

So, just as I was embarking on my mission for jackets (which began about 20 minutes ago), @shefinds posts a "Deal of the Day" on 60% Banana Republic short-sleeved jackets here.

Kismet, we meet again.

Oooooh, I have been remiss!

Just realized that I haven't blogged in EIGHT months! Whaaaaat! A lot has happened since then:
- I got promoted to Senior Account Executive (wooo)
- I moved to the Upper East Side (clutch!)

I guess that's it, really, but still. They are two very significant events from two important areas: career and shelter/social life. After spending almost 5 years in a spacious, somewhat messy/college-y 2 bd apartment in Astoria, I took advantage of the economy and found an affordable* studio on 89th St (take THAT, recession). Painted it beautifully, moved in over a week ago, still unpacking boxes and rearranging. Still have to buy a pullout couch and figure out what and where to hang various pictures and such. The location absolutely cannot be beat, though. Cuts the commute in half, if not more.

The promotion? Well, that's self-explanatory. Who doesn't like being recognized for hard work with a title change and more money?

Speaking of hard work, I gotta get back to it. Promise my next blog post won't be so banal!

xoxo



*the concept of "affordable" in Manhattan is drastically different from most U.S. cities. essentially for what I'm paying per month for a studio w/ separate kitchen on the Upper East Side, I could rent a 2 bd house with living rm, dining rm and basement in Newport, RI. *sob*