Second verse, same as the first (though this one feels a little different.)

Monday, October 22, 2012

You’re going to be seeing a lot of this look this week, and I feel a bit bad about that, but. But.

One of my favourite things about photography is the way that you can take the same subject; the same person, or place, or feeling, and just by photographing the scene differently, the resulting product is changed right down to its core. The casual disregard, the too-easy twisting and tweaking of reality is almost a transcendent action in my eyes; the ability to fully manipulate the viewer’s perception of the scene through techniques and technologies made entirely of human ingenuity without having to make headway on even the smallest of paradigm shifts.

For me, it speaks volumes about the subjectivity of the world, not just in perspective, but in the overwhelmingly transient nature of the individual experience. You can feel it in everything from a magician’s death-defying illusion; to a trick of the light; to the optical aberration, translated metaphorically into every interpersonal interaction, and it shakes us to our bones.

What we see is almost entirely controlled by what is intended for prying eyes, and what we see through a lens even moreso: what we see of each other, then, is obfuscated so efficiently by what we are wanted and want to see. When you can be sixteen or twenty-six; when warm pink bends toward a dusty cyan; when lighting and technique have more sway on the observer than the subject’s own facets, when –

When the human experience is embodied with such fantastic intensity, what then could be more sublime?

Decisions, decisions (aka “The Indecision and the Beast”)

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

So – I have to start a new medication soon, and I can’t for the life of me pick one, and… well, basically, I’m just wondering what you lovely ladies would do. Which is a little ridiculous, I know, but I’m just so darn curious!

Because this is so very (very very very) off-topic, I’m going to sneak the rest under a cut, so feel free to skip this post (which will be taken down in a day or two)… or read on ;)


A bit of an important message…

Friday, March 25, 2011

So this camera can actually shoot pretty impressive video… but I don’t know how to do that so the following is utterly terrible. I’ve scrapped the video on the whole, but these are the most important few seconds:



(Please excuse the super-weird face at the end!)

Basically, I’m here to give you ladies a bit of unfortunate news, because I’m a Debbie Downer. I’ve been having health issues over the past little while, which I’m not really going to explain in great detail (unless, as I said in the clip above, you’d like me to).

Further explanation in an audio clip because I’d rather not keep typing: A ramble for your Friday (My apologies that you have to download; I can’t figure out how to embed this. But I promise the file is clean and all that!)

If you’re interested in finding out more about rheumatoid arthritis and fibromyalgia, here are a few links might help:

Much love,


Into the brains of bloggers: go forward with caution.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Spring cleaning? Spring cleaning, you say? Well, I scoff at your “spring” cleaning and one-up you an “ALWAYS CLEANING!”

… let’s ignore the craziness that is Rae for a moment, and talk about what you’re about to read:

As I’m sure you all know by now, on a scale of one to nuts, I’m an eight point five. But every summer, largely because I have a ton of extra time, that gets amped up to a nine. Maybe even a nine point five. I scrub, sand, paint — anything I can get my hands on gets cleaned in some way, shape, or form. 

A few days ago, it was finally time to go through my stash. (Hint: this is one of my favourite things to reorganize!) I upturned everything, moved tons of products, and threw some things into the “purge pile.” And now I have some news to share!

We need a diagram. Click to enlarge.

After step 5, the product needs to go somewhere. So, every few months, products are taken out of that last slot and moved (a) into the traincase, (b) into my personal stash, or (c) into the purge pile.

The Traincase: a place where products that are nice-but-not-essential go. Here, they are stored and occasionally used, but not loved.
The Personal Stash: a place where products go to be loved! And used! And fawned upon!
The Purge Pile: a place where bad products go to be punished.

So: this post is about the products that made it into our personal stash. A difficult feat, trust us!

Here are some of the products that made the cut this time around…

NARS Orgasm — because it’s pretty. And we like pretty things.

TBS fall blusher — because it’s supercrazypretty, in the pan. Review here.
Annabelle Zebra bronzer — the only bronzer in the entire personal stash! Review here.
Hard Candy Honeymoon — gives the best. glow. ever. Review here.
Benefit Stay Don’t Stray — we’re still working through a sample of this… but we LOVE it! 
MAC Blanc Type — the perfect matte hilight for our skintone.
Annabelle Blue Hue trio — takes our breath away. Though, we only ever use that one shade! Review here.
Annabelle Vivid Violet mineral pigment — thinking about pressing this pretty one… Review here.
Marcelle Royalty quad — mainly because we’re so crazy for that violet hue. Review here.
Bobbi Brown Heather Buff — our new favourite. A surprising MLBB colour! Review soon, we promise.
Lancome Rose Tempest — an old favourite that made it back. A not-so-surprising MLBB colour ;)
Annabelle Volumelip glosses in Cherryoke and Sweet Tweet — because they’re ridiculously non-sticky, gorgeous as heck, and blissfully scent-free! Review here.
Rimmel Non-Stop Glamour — the scent does kill us, but it’s so gorgeous we can’t help ourselves. Review here.

So, what have you fallen in love with recently?

TMI Time: Douches

Friday, May 14, 2010

You know what I miss? When theNotice was a little more personal — every Friday used to be “YOU Fridays,” and I’d get a chance to ask you guys about stuff, and talk about things, and just generally dick around for a day form important personal relationships instead of staying even vaguely on-topic writing on the subject of beauty.

But I digress! In an effort to bring back the superpersonal (“super” because — let’s be frank — I’m already making large efforts to keep theNotice inappropriately personal-blog-like for a beauty blog,) I’m going to try to bring back more YOU and TMI Time features. Good stuff, right?

Today isn’t about douches in the sense of the word where it actually refers to an object. Rather, we’re talking about the more common modern definition — and yes, you all know exactly what I’m talking about. It’s a TMI Time topic that (surprise!) isn’t related to inappropriate body parts! Click your way behind the cut to see what it is.

(Caution, an overuse of brackets and quotation marks lies ahead.)

The prompt is simple: 

Even if you know it’s awful, are you attracted to guys (or girls) that are complete douches?

The reason behind this is a little more complicated actually, also pretty simple: one of my friends has a thing for a guy who I happen to think is a total jerk. (I feel okay saying this to the general public because (a) I’m not naming names, (b) this applies to way too many people, and (c) she knows I think he’s a dick. To be totally honest, (d) she thinks he is as well.)

I’m not going to get all pious on your asses and tell you you’re living your lives wrong, but I’m absolutely certain that the answers coming in will almost all be “yes”. Heck, my answer would be a “yes” as well! It’s exemplified by the fact that I’m aware I usually have shitty tastes in guys, which just makes the whole situation kinda shitty, and thus, I’m making an honest effort to change it — but my “type” has the sole stipulation of “isn’t boring,” and unfortunately, all most of the guys who aren’t boring are only interesting because they’re emotionally unavailable jerks. 

And if they’re not, they’re usually taken.

Or gay.

Or both.

(You know what I hate? The fact that so many gorgeous, hilarious, non-assholes are into other guys. I mean, that’s just not fair!)

(Then again, it makes sense that if they’re attractive on a level of 11 out of 10,  they’d want to date other elevens, and seeing as we’ve just concluded that most elevens are other gay males — or celebrities [again, the "or both" clause applies,] — they don’t have a heck of a lot of choice.)

I’m kind of taking away the effect of this super-serious and totally-focused post, so I’m going to shush now and let you answer. As usual, I’ll promt you with this: Discuss! Today, though, I really do mean discuss. I’ll moderate things as quickly as possible, even if that means I can’t reply to them at the same time. Why? The reason is simple — because I’m not the only one here! By “discuss,” I don’t just mean “tell me.” I mean “talk to each other,” too. You are all lovely, and as long as you don’t turn my comments thread into a gross, dirty fighting pit that is infested with bugs*, it’s all good. Have fun, with or without me!

*The clean kind is okay. However, all clothes must stay on, and if you bleed, CLEAN IT UP. With bleach, preferably. Thank you.

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