Santa's Demon

Now available, from Extortion Merchandise Inc… Elf on the Shelf! This is the latest horrifying commercialization of Christmas -- a product you have to buy for your child or suffer the consequences, because all their friends have one. And if all your child’s friends DO have one, you will look like a big fat asshole for depriving your child of the opportunity to have a creepy stalker on-premises to spy on your child and report their every move back to the big boss at the North Pole. Don’t know how to parent? Can’t possibly control your kids without a miniature Chucky doll to keep them in line? Elf on the Shelf!

What kind of asshole merchandises such an awful product? A FUCKING MILLIONAIRE, that’s what kind. In my town, this dumbass product has spread like mouth herpes at a frat house party. In case you aren’t lucky enough to have been subject to this merry extortion, let me explain.

According to their website, Elf on the Shelf is “A Christmas Tradition is the very special tool that helps Santa know who to put on the Naughty and Nice list.” Firstly, nice fucking grammar, idiots. Secondly, the truth is, Elf on the Shelf is a hideously ugly little gremlin fucker that comes with a self-serving, spooky-ass story book. The book explains that the elf is your own personal stalker, who spies on your every move all day and flies to the North Pole to narc on you to Santa at night. When he returns and breaks into your house every morning, he is always in a different place. Is it just me or does that not sound like the plot of every homicidal doll movie? You turn around and the Chucky doll or ventriloquist dummy or carnivorous clown is leering at you from a new location in your house.

Creepy, right? I already own a Furby, which is spooky as shit, can’t I just have him stand guard on my son’s room and terrify him into behaving? Or wouldn’t a canine shock collar be more immediate? Or I could just try PARENTING, hmmmm... that's just crazy enough to work.

Here’s the funny part. At some point, all your kids friends will have them, they cost $30 each, but the kids think all they have to do is “make three wishes” and they get one. They don’t even know it’s a product for sale in stores at a bullshit price. What happens when your little angel sees this pricey mutant freak "on the shelf" at Target?? Hmmmm????

Between Santa and the Tooth Fairy, I feel like I tell my child enough bald-face lies throughout the year. You have to move the little assload around EVERY NIGHT or your children will think the elf and Santa FORGOT ABOUT HIM/HER because they are AWFUL CHILDREN. Glad you don’t have enough to do, parents.

Since the creator of this bullshit product is probably swimming in a drifting pool of finely powdered cocaine every night, he/she might want to think about how to continue to support the lifestyle they have undoubtedly become accustomed to. In the spirit of the chia pet, in which the creators “spun off” several different versions of the same lame piece of crap.

So, thanks to the pansy-ass parents in my life who wouldn't resist the trend, I had to sit my four-year old down today and explain to him that I wasn't going to allow the three wishes of doom, that having a stalker elf in the house was "Way creepy and gross" and furthermore, "That sounds like something only for really awful, naughty kids and you're a GOOD kid, you don't want some stalker elf spying on YOU, you're already getting great presents."

TVgasm !

Hoooly shit, the one and only episode of Toddlers & Tiaras that I saw a few months ago had so much to make fun of I actually needed migraine pills when I was done watching because the jokes came just that fast Thatswhatshesaid! Where to begin?

Well, we’re mostly in Georgia and folks, I weep for the future AND the present. You think Candy-Ass butchered the English language, THESE PEOPLE all needed captioning at one time or another (and I actually had to turn mine on because I couldn’t understand what half these toothless, blubbery hilljacks were saying to the camera.

But the best part of the show is Alana and her crazy-ass extreme couponing mother June. We meet them as they are throwing tons of paper towels and toilet-paper at each other, mostly because the quantity they have in their kitchen is smothering them. June says she extreme coupons to save money for pageants – hey, more power to ya. When you walk out of a store with $300 worth of stuff for twenty seven cents, that’s actually amazing. Of course, will you need 500 pounds of cumin? I’m not so sure.

If you love white trash like me, then I'm assuming that right now you're wearing a yellow t-shirt that used to be white and stained sweat shorts, and you just finished flossing your teeth with a toe nail that you chewed off with your own mouth. If this is the case, you're gross and I'm gross. Also, if this is the case, then watching TLC's Here Comes Honey Boo Boo will make you feel like a sophisticated, refined and pristine royal dignitary. This trailer even makes the Cyruses look like the Middletons! This mess is The Wild & Wonderful Whites of West Virginia meets every episode of Maury meets the Gummi Bears meets the end of civilization.

Honey Boo Boo Chile introduces us to her 12-year-old sister Pumpkin, her 17-year-old knocked up sister Chickadee, her 15-year-old sister Chubbs, her 32-year-old mama and her 40-year-old daddy Sugar Bear. I would let out a bald eagle tear over Mama June being a grandma at 32, but I'm too mesmerized at the fact that her layers of saggy chins are only a few inches away from becoming one with her fupa.

Even with the subtitles, I don't know wtf they're saying. But I may piss myself tonight.

maybelline baby lips: yuck.

After weeks of searching I found a store that had the Maybelline Baby Lips flavor I wanted. I didn't want any of the tinted balms because I like my lip balms clear. I have lip gloss to add color. The two plain flavors were Peppermint and Quenched. I wanted to find Quenched and trust me, I looked everywhere for it. Finally, I bought the last one at the Target on Route 22 in Union. I was so excited I ripped off the wrapping and immediately tried it out. If anyone has tried Nivea lip balm, I can compare it to that initially. Not as thick, has a greasier feel. Not greasy bad, just when I think of lip balm, I want it to stay. Greasier balms tend to wipe off and in this case that's just what happened. I loved the smell, taste, etc. but after a couple days of using this product I noticed a few things. One, I had to reapply A LOT. If I chewed gum, it was gone. If I had a snack, it was gone. So that was a little annoying, but then I noticed something worse. MY LIPS. In the warmer months, I barely use lip balm, but I always keep in on me. My lips were becoming as chapped as if it were the middle of winter. It was like the more applied the stuff, the worse my lips actually got. And what's really irritating is that this is supposed to be an 8 hour product. Try 8 minutes. Needless to say I know that a lot of people are raving about this product, but I will not be one of them. I'm going back to my Burt's Bees balm so I can repair the damage this has done. It's such a shame, I get so upset when a product isn't what it says it's going to be.

PUNCH BULLY: just another COVER band ?

Made up of David Artiaga - Lead Vocals, Dave Cecconi - Guitar/Vocals, Josh Starner - Bass, Fausto Artiaga - Drums/Vocals, and Sami Eldebs - Guitar/Vocals Punch Bully is a dynamic cover band that has been rocking the NJ music since 2010. With their ability to deliver such high energy shows, a crazy set list, and their non-stop desire to make the next gig their greatest, it is no surprise Punch Bully has become one of NJ's most sought after cover bands. The word is spreading quickly that these guys will bring the party every single time they show up. The bars are always crowded and their following has continued to grow and prove this band is the real deal. Punch bully is a five piece band containing professional, talented musicians who love what they do. This is a great combination of musical talents who are extremely energetic and have played in all sorts of venues to all sorts of crowds.

I attribute their growing popularity by breaking away from the ordinary and using certain ‘X’ factors to separate them from others as a cover band. Their secret weapon is a vocalist/front man David Artiaga who is exceptional at reading crowds and playing to their strengths in order to lock them into the party and hold them until the last song ends. With their willingness to cater to all types of crowds and music; Punch Bully has created a completely outrageous set list which includes Rock, Dance, Rap, Pop, audience participation and yes, even some Oldies.

You just don’t see many bands go from rap to rock to oldies in a single set. These boys give it all they've got every time they hit the stage, and they only know one way to do it, FLAT OUT! The crowds are always crazy, and this band will keep you coming back again and again! Simply said, you can’t stand still!

Band Info:

Visit the bands web site at http://www.reverbnation.com/punchbully for the latest information, photos, and shows.

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/PunchBully 

Twitter @punchbully

fashionistas come in all shapes and sizes

Thank you to Pinterest for making me obsessed with this one look that I can't have. So I am bringing it to you, awesome followers. I don't care what the trend is or what anyone says the spring/summer look is lace skirts. I don't care what color it is. I want you to have them all !

    

  

  




And not just lace skirts, I'm also loving sequined skirts too !


  


   

  




And if you're not following me on Pinterest, well you should do that too http://pinterest.com/accordingtovera/

vera! vera! vera! by MAC

Quick, before these beauties fly away…



MAC’s back with another inspired limited edition launch – Vera. This collection is based on the work of fabric and textile designer Vera Neumann. The American artist (who died at 86 in 1993) was known for brightly coloredlinens and scarves which were all signed “Vera” and featured her signature ladybug. Marilyn Monroe was said to be a fan; I think I would have been too.

But I’m going to keep the pontificating to a minimum and let the pics speak for themselves.



There’s that signature ladybug, debossed in a Pearlmatte Face Powders. That’s Sunday Afternoon, three shades of cool pinks (and a thin silver overspray accent) that when applied are a silvery pink. Adorable design, sweet color.



The stunner above is Butterfly Party, one of three Crushed Metallic Pigment Sets. And this 4 piece set has my head spinning with love. I mean, look at these colors!





Moss Garden is silvery slate green, with a chunky, glittery consistency.



Rain Drop is a bright teal with a hint of a golden sheen.



Desert Cloud is a beautiful metallic violet that has an electric sort of shimmer in the same shade. Really, it looks like it’s lit up! It’s on the glittery side too.



The namesake, Butterfly Party, is a red based purple with a lavender shimmer.

Now, I’d be lying if I said the Crushed Pigments were a breeze to apply. But I do think they’re worth the work. They have a chunky texture (like crushed gemstones) and a slightly wet feeling to them, which makes them less messy than loose pigments.

But they need to be either pressed into the skin or broken up first to apply. A simple swipe with a brush isn’t going to cut it. I actually like to break them up on the back of my hand with a brush and apply them from there. And you know, fingers also work pretty good with these.



The other pigment set i got a look at is Aloha, a coppery bunch that the warm-toned gang are going to love. This set has a noticeably finer consistency, as opposed to Butterfly Party.



Shifting Sands is a metallic nude pink.



Aloha is brown with a peachy hue to it. My notes say “buttery brown, yum!” Guess I liked it (or I was hungry).



Campfire is a copper with really beautiful dense pigment.



Lantern Light is all kinds of fabulous. In the pot it looks dark coppery orange, but when you put it on it’s this gorgeous golden peach. I was mesmerized by it!



I got to take a look at one of the two Nail Lacquers; Play Day. It’s a creamy apricot shade (MAC calls it milky coral, but this didn’t read as coral to me). It took three coats for me to get rid of most of the streaks, and they were still even there a bit.

Fashion Fanatic & On a Holiday

I’ve always been a Plushglass fan. I love their tingle. I dig the odd scent they have that I can’t quite place (they don’t smell like lipglass). So I’m always up for a new one. That’s On a Holiday on the left. Check out that iridescent violet micro glitter! It’s a bright-ish medium pink that applies sheer, but that glitter catches the light in really fun ways.

I also got a look at Fashion Fanatic, a light milky pink with silvery white shimmer.

from top: Lord It Up, Undercurrent, Black Swan

And boy, do I love me some Pearlglide Intense Liners! Buttery soft, they glide on like a dream and stay on until you take them off. It’s no coincidence that I already own two in this launch (Black Line and Undercurrent). They’ve got great pigment and are loaded with a pearl finish.

Lord It Up is a medium brown with gold pearl. It’s really similar to Teddy (which I go through like candy). Teddy has more of a bronze sheen though, and this is gold. Undercurrent is an intense teal with gold pearl. Black Swan is a deep charcoal with silvery charcoal pearl.

I love it ! Plus i mean i'm VERA the makeup is VERA perfect !

#doomsday are you ready ?

where’s your survival emergency kit? do you even have one? do you think you’re ready an emergency? i know i’m not!

& unfortunately, none of us really know when disaster is going to strike! i don’t know about you, but i want to be prepared… you know what they say “better safe than sorry.”

i found an interesting article about  “the power of 3.” basically it’s an emergency preparedness plan that focuses on the first 3 minutes, the first 3 hours, the first 3 days, the first 3 months, and even the first year after a disaster.

basically, it’s a baby steps approach to emergency preparedness. perfect for someone like me!

so, if you aren’t fully prepared for an emergency, i encourage you gather your own supplies, & together we can become “ready.” survival emergency kit {the first 3 hours}

* battery operated or solar powered am/fm emergency radio (with extra batteries)

* first-aid kit with adequate supplies, medications & personal need for each family member

* gas, water & electronic meter shut-off tools (secured to meters if possible)

* search & rescue equipment, such as: leveraging tools, rope, face masks, lantern/ flash light, loud whistle, duct tape, fire extinguisher

* “GO” binder (or small expandable file) that contains names, addresses, phone numbers & map for local/ out-of-state contacts & rendezvous locations. you should also include important document for each family member, such as: general family information (social security cards, passports, birth certificates, insurance cards, or proof of insurance, all insurance policy numbers, bank account numbers & vehicle ID numbers), spare keys, etc.

see… what did i tell you? pretty painless eh? you probably have most of these supplies already laying around your house. all you had to do, was gather them all together, so when an emergency strikes, you don’t have to go searching for them. now, when disaster strikes, you’ll be prepared for those first 3 minutes & the first 3 hours.

if you have ALLERGIES read this. seriously.

For those of you who dread seeing those first spring blooms because of seasonal allergies, there may be some relief in sight local honey. Local honey is believed to prevent the symptoms of seasonal allergies, also known as hay fever. Drinking local honey may work much like an allergy shot in that it exposes you to small amounts of allergens to help your body build immunity to the allergens. When bees pollinate to make honey, they bring back allergens from the flowers, trees, and other plants. This leaves small traces of those allergens in their honey. Just like the doctor gives you small amounts of allergens when he or she gives you an allergy shot.

It is best to find raw honey that is as close to home as possible because it is far more likely to contain the same allergens that you are exposed to on a daily basis. You should also start drinking the honey in very small doses, just in case of an allergic reaction to the pollen that is in the raw honey. Gradually work your way up to about two teaspoons a day. This regimen should begin several months before the onset of allergy season. The honey should be raw, unpasteurized, and unheated for best results.

There are many other health benefits to drinking raw honey. It has been proven that raw honey has many antibiotic properties. For years, people have consumed it for nausea and gastritis. It is also known to prevent the formation of ulcers, and certain kinds of cancer. So, as you can see, trying raw local honey to treat your allergies certainly would not hurt, in fact, it could help you with a number of other ailments. The best part, there are virtually no side effects, unless you are allergic.

To find the most local honey, you may contact a local bee keeper or go to the next farmers market. Try to get the local honey that is closest to home. Immunizing yourself to allergens that you are never exposed to carries no benefits. It is also recommended that you don’t plant any plants that you know you are allergic to. To build immunity, you must be exposed in small doses. Large doses of allergens will only increase your likelihood of developing worse allergies to them. 

Here is a list of local beekeepers http://www.njbeekeepers.org/BeeProducts.htm ! 

a midget ninja aka MINJA

Look, it's a phobia, alright? It's not like I'm being racist -- midgets aren't a race! And I'm not prejudiced -- I don't think that we're inherently BETTER than midgets, I'm just SHIT FUCKING SCARED of them! I was attacked by them scared the SHIT out of me. It's just that they're so small and stuff, and I'm pretty sure that they're kind of hateful (I mean, seriously, wouldn't YOU be, if you were a midget?), and my REAL fear is that I won't see one coming and he'll pull a shiv and stick me and steal my money. Yes, I FEAR MIDGETS! 

Now look, before I get flamed by the Midget Anti-Defamation League or the Friends of Dwarfs Society (and yes, I do realize that there's a difference between the two), I have to say that this is a LEGITIMATE MENTAL CONDITION. It's called (believe it or not) Lollypopguildophobia, or, more scientifically, Achondroplasiaphobia. Yes, I have achondrowhateverthefuckophobia.

Fucking midgets.

But hey, according to phobia-fear-release.com, a super-highly-advanced-ultimate-scientific website: "Midgets are dwarf people who have a sort of deformed stature and they look unusual and at times even frightening. Thus, when they stand before you, they make you feel awkward and at times uncomfortable – this is what this phobia all about is.

Symptoms:

Lollypopguildophobia/Achondroplasiaphobia is accompanied by several symptoms such as dizziness, nausea, feeling of sickness, vigorous palpitation of the heart, a fear that you may become mad or lose control, a sort of inability to utter words or think clearly. Other symptoms are occasional shaking, mouth becoming dry, lack of breath, a full blown anxiety attack and extreme perspiration.

Do not ever think that you are the only one having this phobia. Over 200,000 Americans suffer from this condition. There are lots of unspoken sufferers who know that they are afraid of the dwarfs but they do not want to confess their "condition"

So there you go. The word of SCIENTISTS. EXPERTS. And I agree with all the faulty findings and terrible grammar, except that I here confess my condition, because I no longer want to be a silent sufferer. I am tired of my extreme perspiration and fear that I might become mad when I think of midgets! Oh thank god, I feel so much better.

Thanks for listening.

the big mother f*cker welfare rant.

This one is going to be a doozy, so please read the entire post before writing me a 10 page comment about your life story and how much of an asshole I am. If you still wish to write me a 10 page comment on how society forced you to get knocked up while on welfare, then I’ll give you a story how society FORCED ME to use rough 2-ply toilet paper to wipe my ass instead of the good soft stuff.

Oh, and for the record, “welfare” here means full blown don’t-have-to-work-all-inclusive aid. I’m not going to pick apart food-stamps but not free-housing or check, etc. I say government ticket, I mean the entire government ticket.

This is how I see the welfare system working:

Girl “falls in love” at the ripe age of 16, and through the magic of laziness, hormones, stupidity, and complete irresponsibility allows herself to get pregnant by some loser. The loser, taking parenting advice from rap stars and TV idols, leaves that bitch and moves on (“hey, don’t hate the playa, hate the game”). The mother, now single and with child, goes on the system to get assistance until she can finish school and get a job. At which point she gets off of the system and pulls herself up by her bootstraps and becomes a model mother and a productive member of society.

That above I have no problem paying for. Hell, believe it or not, that’s what the system was intended for! However this is what mostly will happen:

Girl above, when her child is 2 years old, finds another douchebag reject and through the magic of not-fucking-learning-the-first-time gets pregnant AGAIN. Repeat about 4 more times. Kids run out of control and tear my shelves apart, and she bitches at me because the Septra suspension for kid #5 is grape flavored and not cherry.

Let it be known herein and throughout the tubes of the Internet. If you are already on welfare, and you get pregnant again (ie: you already are established on the system and you spread your legs and accept seed again), you are the most irresponsible, stupid, waste of human skin on the planet. You are nothing more than a receptacle for some dude to keep his sausage warm and serve no use to us other than to leech away our money like a tick on the ass-end of society. Go and make porn flicks because your only mental and physical skill in life involves your mouth and between your legs.

It blows my mind how absolutely stupid someone can be to be on welfare (you know, implied that you cannot take care of yourself so the state has to take care of you) and bring another child into this world. Getting pregnant once is a freebie in my book, shit happens (though barely now that Plan-B is OTC). The second time however is 100% you’re-a-fucking-moron. The third one on is what-the-fuck-were-you-thinking (oh, you werent). Birth control is FREE! It just takes a bit of effort (ie: getting off of your ass) to get! Have they gotten the memo that welfare is not intended for living off of for your entire life? Did it ever occur to them that if the welfare system suddenly says “Uh, no more money for checks, so sorry!” they are completely and utterly fucked? Ugh, so retarded and so stupid.

Lets compare 2 irresponsible acts:
Spending your check on spinning rims instead of job-interview clothes: IRRESPONSIBLE
Bringing another human-being into this world when you are 100% reliant on the state to wipe your ass currently: REALLY-FUCKING-IRRESPONSIBLE

Usually if you cannot afford something; car, boat, whatever; it gets repo’d. YOU CANNOT DO THAT WITH A CHILD! Pregnancy isn’t some magical unknown event that just “happens”. Its as preventable as avoiding getting your car stolen by LOCKING IT, or avoiding wrecking your car by NOT RUNNING INTO WALLS. Which means that the only way these career welfare mothers are getting pregnant is out of sheer laziness and stupidity. Surprise surprise! Close your legs until you can afford to open them!

My solution, and one offered by other readers on here, is every 3 months, when you get your welfare paperwork reevaluated, you get a shot of Depot Provera. I don’t give a rats ass about side-effects, these people are already on the downward slide, so we’re doing damage control now. You want your check, you get your depot shot. You don’t want your birth control shot? Then I guess you get no check! The state pays for your life, the state gets to make the rules. In “real life” if my boss asks me to clean the toilets, then I clean the toilets. Know why? Because my job pays for my life, so my job gets to make the rules. I realize that the “job” part is a foreign concept, but just trust me on this one.

I know I’m going to get at least one comment by some idiot saying that “reproduction is a right”. Well, to them I say “Leave your gated community in your $60k SUV once in a while and open your fucking eyes. If they have a right to reproduce like fucking rabbits, then I have a right to not pay a fucking dime towards the product of their irresponsibility.” Seriously! Fuck and reproduce all you want, but don’t come to Uncle Sam asking for a double fist of government cheese.

So, I challenge you all to give me ONE DECENT point that refutes my belief that the woman who is on welfare and gets pregnant yet again is the most irresponsible person on the planet.

legalize the shit already...

Well folks, I hate to tell you this but terrorism works. You can’t stop people willing to kill others without remorse until they get their way. You can’t compete with that. You’re fucked unless you can find a way to stop their money supply and I am referring to the drug cartels !

But how can you do that? How can you stop the money drug cartels use to buy guns, bullets, rocket launchers, grenades, policemen, judges, lawyers, and politicians?

Drug legalization.

That’s right you fucking pussies. Legalize marijuana, cocaine, heroin, LSD, ecstasy, and mushrooms. Every fucking drug the drug cartel sells should be legal. If grown men and women want to fuck up their health, let them. How can we tell someone how bad snorting cocaine off the back of a stripper’s ass is for their health, when we allow people to smoke cigarettes and drink alcohol?

And why should we do this?

Because it takes money out of the drug cartels’ hands. Why would someone pay a creepy old guy hiding in the back of an ally $90 dollars for a quarter of weed when they could go to a well-lit grocery store and buy it for $55? Plus, the government could make money by taxing it. They could turn the nations largest cash crop into a multi-billion dollar industry that would help get us out of this recession/depression.

But it won’t happen. Why? Because the War on Drugs benefits rich white businessmen. State and federal prosecutors, trail lawyers, judges, private prisons, politicians, the DEA, the FBI, the CIA, state and local police. To many people make money off of this war for legalization to help.

They will use the money they’ve stolen to lobby Congress and the White House for tougher drug laws while placing their people on all the major news stations and have them say, “If drugs are made legal, it will be the end of America. People will be so high on PCP and crack cocaine that they’ll storm into your house and ass fuck your wife and daughter. If you don’t have a wife and daughter, they’ll ass fuck you and your son. They’ll ass fuck everybody in your goddamn house. Not even your fucking pets’ buttholes are safe from the ass fucking that’s going to take place in this country if drugs are made legal.”

So I want this shit to continue.

I want the shootouts to spill over into Texas and catch those fucking Minutemen in the cross fire and kill ‘em. I want the violence to spread into New Mexico, Arizona, Louisiana, Arkansas, Mississippi, Oklahoma, and Alabama. I want people to cry out to the federal government for help but can’t get any because our soldiers are to busy fightingoverseas in a stupid fucking war.

I want all of this shit to happen and I hope I get to watch it on CNN, MSNBC, and Fox News while smoking  some weed.

♥ LUSH Cosmetics

A while ago my fabulous friend Priscilla recommended this website I ordered a bunch of stuff that I SWORE I was going to review but I LOVE all of it so here you go! LUSH Cosmetics has become one of my beauty staples and there are so many things I still want to try !

I'm LOVING Ro's Argan Body Conditioner; it's an amazing moisturizing lotion that you use just like hair conditioner, rub all over, rinse off, and pat dry! I love to use their bath bombs which smell great and help me relax.

The Latte Lip Tint is a moisturizing lip balm with a hint of coffee flavoring to give you a "pick me up" when you need it. This blend of almond oil, organic jojoba oil and Japan wax will give a moisturizing boost to your lips while still being light to wear.

There are SO many new products it would take me days to review them, you gotta go and see them for yourself! You won't leave LUSH empty handed. While you're there, check out the Dirty Soap, No Drought Dry Shampoo, Lustre Dusting Powder, and Henna Hair Dyes ^which i'm trying sometime next month review on this coming soon since it is a hair dye!^

There is a product for everyone at LUSH!

never using polish in a bottle again ♥

Sally Hansen Salon Effects Real Nail Polish StripsHave you ever heard of a Minx manicure? If you’ve ever seen a celebrity rockin an amazing design on their nails, beyond the 2 to 3 color designs we get from stamping, then it was probably a Minx manicure. Minx is a salon-only manicure process that involves taking a thin strip of flexible polymer that is heat activated and applied to your nails. Katy Perry and Beyonce are huge fans of Minx nails, but as you can imagine, the process is a bit pricey at about $50 per manicure.

Finally, we have an affordable at-home alternative to the Minx manicure. Sally Hansen has just released their Salon Effects Nail Strips and I am crazy about them! It’s different than Minx in that it is REAL nail polish that you simply press onto you nail, but it is similar in that you can get crazy cool perfect multi-colored designs. There are 24 options to choose from – if you’re not into nail art, they also offer solid colors and glitters, which I prefer over applying regular polish, as the process is super fast with no drying time and they lasts for about 10 days!

Pros

1. Only $9.95 per box (compared to a salon Minx manicure at $50)
2. Lasts until you remove it – no fading, chipping, or receeding at the edges
3. Zero drying time
4. Quick and fairly easy to apply – quicker than base coat, nail polish, design stamping, and top coat (you can do a top coat if you want it to last longer i suggest this makes it more shiny and i love me some shine!)
5. Easy to remove with nail polish remover as you would with any nail polish

I tried to think of some constructive criticism, but I came up with nothing. These nail strips are everything I look for in a manicure – unique designs, quick application, no drying time, and lasts forever. The only thing I could come up with is I’m ready for more design options asap :)

Here is the final result gave my little cousins a tiny manicure :) 

haters "gonna" hate

Note: This is a hateful article on hating. Is it acceptable, since I’m directing my hate for good? You tell me.

When you’re not happy with a situation what do you do? Talking about it can be a good start. You might call it complaining…But heck, complaining feels good. We’re all guilty of a good venting session now and then. In fact, it’s healthy to let your feelings out. But what happens when venting and complaining turns into a conversation about hate?

I can’t engage in conversation at the office without hearing someone talk shit about another person within the first few minutes. Myself included. So what’s with the open hating? Isn’t this the sort of thing we used to do behind closed doors and only to our closest and most precious friends?

Turning on the radio or reading the news has become a painful, mood killer. Every day people are going off on anyone who thinks differently than they do. As if an opinion on a matter has just become a religion that must be defended to the death.

Blame reality shows, tabloids or the internet, but it comes down to a personal choice. Saying something hateful for the sake of hating is only putting destruction into the world.

Can’t we agree to disagree? Silence is the best answer? The Golden Rule: If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all? Any of these ring a bell?

What happened to our class? If Snob was on one end of the spectrum and Evil Monkey was on the other, where do you think we would be?

All I’m saying, is there is an awful lot of hateful things being said, whether regarding politics, religion, or personal opinions on (fill in the blank). I’m not perfect. I can be a mean and hateful bitch. But I plan on making a conscious effort this year, starting today, to have a little class. To take the higher road. To understand that though I may not agree with others all the time, I can agree to disagree. There are enough haters hating on each other – let’s not add to the count.