Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Mystery Woman

So I am now officially a stalker. Not in the registered-with-my-local-authorities sort of way, but in a way that I got my roll of film back today and realized that I had taken a photo of a woman a few weeks ago because I really liked her outfit.

I have no idea how to work the scanner (it's one of those scanner/fax/photocopier dealies and I figure it's best to just leave it alone lest it accidentally open a wormhole or something), so I ended up taking a photograph of this photograph (which is such meta theatre that I'm sure that Josh Schwartz is locked away in his office right now typing away "Seth takes a digital photograph of the photograph of Summer. The Arcade Fire plays in the background"). It's blurry, but that's fine, because for all I know this woman could be in the witness protection program.



It's a deceptively simple outfit, but I think I'm in love with that skirt (It also has Botticelli's Venus and a face detail that I think was by DaVinci but isn't the Mona Lisa). If not for the fact that the Prime Minister had started walking towards the cake (it was the Alberta Centennial celebration) and I was surrounded by a huge group of people I would have accosted her to find out where she got it. But she's working it, simply because the rest of the outfit is so simple. I like the cut of the black shirt, I think the ballet flats are cute, and you can't really see it too closely, but that's an awesome bag. The fabric is black and grey herringbone, the top of the fabric part is attached to two wooden strips, and then the handles are attached to the wood. I think I like it more than the skirt, simply because it looks so versatile. Really the only thing I take issue with in this is the slouching. If only because Quasimodo would not be able to wear this skirt nearly as well.

I feel kind of bad for posting her picture, but her identity's obscured, so I'm not completely guilty about it. Besides, I think she'd be flattered. After taking out the restraining order.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Slothville

I was out late last night committing all sorts of acts of debauchery, and so today I've been lounging around the house feeling like a complete bum. My neighbour's girlfriend came over to beg some make up remover off me, and as she was leaving she looked me up and down (I'm wearing dark wash jeans, a red spaghetti-strap tank top, one of my boyfriend's shirts, a chunky beaded necklace, and some bracelets I bought for about $3 each in Chinatown. And the world's most garish socks) and said "you look really good today" before leaving.

The hell?

Usually when this woman sees me, I'm leaving to go somewhere where humans will see me, and so I'm dressed in a skirt or dress and heels and a blazer and all sorts of girly accroutrements. And the only time she has ever complimented my appearance is when I'm wearing men's clothing? I thought only men were supposed to be so clueless as to find the oversized shirt thing cute.

Of course, this is also a woman who thinks it's appropriate to knock on the door of a person who basically she just knows on a courtesy nod basis and ask for beauty products. Maybe she's just a freak. Because I would hate for something this low-effort to actually become my new standard. It's a low decline into slothville and sweatpants in public from there.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Avoidence therapy

I think like most of us, I've been distracted by the effects of Hurricane Katrina for the last few days. I've been working with CNN on, and I realized last night that I've been watching about 16 hours of solid news a day for the last five days. It took some effort to just turn off the TV and sit there and actually think about what was going on.

Best Buy will match your donation, and they were one of the few companies I could find that would match any public donation and were available in Canada. My boyfriend works for EnCana, and they are also matching donations, so if you're an EnCana employee, this is also a good idea. I'd assume that most large corporations are doing this, but if you work for a smaller company or your company isn't matching donations, there should be a Best Buy near you.

At the same time, though, this is a fashion blog. It has no sponsorship, and I'm not computer savvy enough to know how to put donation buttons on here. But I also don't think that people particularly want every aspect of their lives to be overrun by Katrina. I had to turn off the TV because I realized that by that point it was all just washing over me, since I had been watching the same things in and out and everything had lost its realness. It was a very weird feeling.

But my reaction for that isn't for this blog. Point being, this blog was made for frivolity. It was made because I happen to appreciate skincare and fashion and beauty, and while those don't exist in a bubble outside of anything else, I should probably stick to what this was made for. That, and I'm a little sick of constantly talking about Katrina. I want to talk about something that doesn't make my stomach drop.

Regarding my earlier post, I tried the papaya scrub. It's pretty good. I like scrubs that are more... scrubby. I am the only person I know who actually really likes the St. Ives apricot scrub, simply because I appreciate all the beads in it. It actually feels like it's scrubbing (this is also why I don't like chemical exfoiliating peels, they don't feel like they're doing anything). The papaya scrub has a few beads in it, and some small chunks of pineapple. The scrub itself isn't anything to write home about. Basically I've decided to do it once or twice a week after my nightly shower. I leave my face damp, then rub a small amount of it over my face for one or two minutes. I then just leave the mix there for two minutes afterwards, and it kind of melts away the dead skin. I used it on Friday night after getting home from the bar (and I looked like a hot mess when I got home. It was pretty gross), and my skin looked much better after just one use.

I combined that with the Ultra Moisterizer SPF 15, which is now my dream product. I guess that part of my problem with my skin earlier was that the blue herbal was just too drying for me, and it was exacerbating my problems. My skin is lovely and soft and smooth and the dry areas around my nose and mouth are completely gone, and this is a miracle considering that my allergies are acting up and so I've spent the week blowing my nose every ten minutes. This stuff is great.

So now my skincare regime consists of:

Morning:
Kiehl's Blue Herbal Gel Cleanser
Kiehl's Whintening Toner (no link, oddly)
Kiehl's Ultra Facial Moisterizer SPF 15

Night:
Origins Never a Dull Moment cleanser
Kiehl's Whintening Toner
Kiehl's Ultra Facial Moisterizer SPF 15 (should I go back and get the Ultra Moisterizer without SPF? Or is SPF harmless to my skin?)

Weekly treatments:
Benefit Hi Neighbor! mask
Kiehl's Pineapple Papaya Facial Scrub

I just realized looking at this list that this is the most pared down my skincare regime has been since I was 14. No wonder my skin was going haywire.