My Sister, the Beauty Product Queen

Anytime I come up to my hometown, I stay at my 'rents house, and I get the chance to try all of my sister's beauty products without the hell of actually having to buy them myself, only to discover that they are not as good as they promise.

Last night, before hitting my not-so-comfortable bed, I used my sister's toothpaste, her face wash, and her night cream. The toothpaste is specially made to whiten your teeth, and when I squeezed it onto my toothbrush I had to double check that it was, in fact, toothpaste, because it had the color and consistency of a face mask. When I began to scrub my teeth, I had to re-check the tube AGAIN to really make sure it was toothpaste because it had the taste of a face mask, too. Blech.

The face wash was made to make you up in the morning, with a zesty scent of lemons and some sort of herb, and little round beads that exfoliated. It wasn't life changing, but it did the job really well, clearing up my skin overnight. Afterward, I began to dig in her cabinets to see what other products I could play with. I found night creme. When I think of night creme, I think of old ladies' trying desperately to stem the tide of aging, but it said it would moisturize, smooth, and soften my skin, so I figured why not?

When I smeared little dabs on my cheeks, chin, nose, and forehead and began to massage it in, I was again reminded of old ladies because it smelled like old lady powder. Was it talcum? Was it oldness? Who could say? I sucked it up and finished letting it soak in, then, done with trying to make my face as pretty as it can naturally be without the additive of make-up, I went to bed.

In the morning, my skin was clearer, and my normally ruddy complexion was more evenly toned. My face was baby soft, too. Looking and feeling touchable, all for the low, low price of absolutely nothing. Yay me.

Putting the "Girl" in GeekGirl

I recently went on a bit of an Internet shopping spree (is there any other for a GeekGirl?), the sales and clearance section of the Victoria's Secret website. I found the cutest pairs of pants ever: twill and trousers and sexy, skinny jeans, oh my! I wanted desperately to find a few good shirts, but all of them are decidedly meant to stay inside the pages of a supermodel magazine, and not on, oh say. . .me. *sigh* Seriously, who, outside of Hollywood stars, wears a shirt (labeled under "tees") that plunges down to your navel?

Their shoes didn't really warrant more than a quick peak, but I managed to find a tankini that I feel in love with: a dark khaki color with lime trimming. Teh cute! I ordered it with extra length since my torso is long and I need one that doesn't hitch over my navel. All in all I bought 4 Victoria Secret items and managed to save over a hundred dollars. Am I an awesome shopper, or what?

Weekends, Weekends . . .

My sister came down this past Saturday to hang out and shop with me, which was a lot of fun. I hardly ever get a chance to be really girly unless I'm with her, and I'm usually not in the mood to be girly unless I'm with her. Lol. Funny how that works out . . . We hit the mall first, stopping off at several clothing stores. I was looking for shirts and pants appropriate for working in, but still cute enough to wear whenever, and my sister was looking for beauty products and such. I'm big on trying to hit only sales racks, but that doesn't mean I'll settle for crap, so it's hard to find exactly what I want sometimes. In the end, I walked out with two t-shirts and an ADORABLE wallet that I did not need, but bought because . . . well, it was adorable. It was just fun in general to be shopping, even if I didn't buy a lot. We went to a few shoe stores, and one of them even had my favorite brand name, SUGAR, which makes adorable shoes, but I wasn't up for buying them because none of them really grabbed me. : (

Afterward, we went to my favorite store on the planet: Barnes and Noble. Of course, I immediately left my sister's side to peruse the aisles. At one point, I think I told her to go do something else besides following me. : P I bought four books: When Demons Walk, by Patricia Briggs; The Historian, by Elizabeth Kostova; Night Shift, by Lilith Saintcrow; and Queen of Babble in the Big City, by Meg Cabot, which is a favorite author of both me and my sister. All in all I was very proud of myself, because I didn't spend more than the budget I had set for myself.

We then went to my aunt's house to visit my cousin Sara, since my sister hasn't seen her in forever. We went out to eat and acted crazy and cracked other up. Then we went back to my aunt's place and took some pictures, after which, I got bored and watched TV while they played on MySpace and messed around with make-up and such. I might be in a girly mood, but I am not a big fan of make-up. And I'm not the kind of person that can play on MySpace for hours. I have to have something else to do, or I go nuts. So, I watched Just Friends. At one point I started to get really grumpy and worried because it was getting so late and my sister still had the hour and a half drive to go before making it back home.

When she finally dropped me back off at my house, I told her to call me as soon as she made it home, otherwise I would call her. I was determined to stay awake until that call, so I read a book, and even though I was getting so sleepy my eyes were going blurry, I just shut one and read with the other, clearer one, until my sister called at 1 in the morning to say that she had made. Phew. I fell asleep soon after.