SF Day Uno

I called my mom, known to some a Ca-Ray-Ray, at 10 am this morning. The conversation went like this:

Me: I think this trip might have been a bad idea.
Ca-Ray-Ray: *sounding genuinely concerned* What? Why? What happened
Me: I just had the best hour I have had in a LONG time just walking around the park! I don't know if I can go back to Seattle.

It is a glorious day in the Bay Area. High 60s and oh so sunny. I could feel the vitamin D fixing everything little thing that's wrong with me and a drive up 101 to the Lagunita's taproom and brewery sent me soaring! Other than basking in the delights of sunny weather and beautiful surroundings there isn't a ton to report other than a couple random thoughts I've been thinking:

• I'm staying at my sister's near the Golden Gate Park pan handle. When she lived in Seattle she lived in utter disarray. Her place here is charming and tidy. She is much more organized than I ever suspected and certainly much more organized than I will ever be. Perhaps that's why she's going to be a doctor when she grows up and I'm going to be... ... ... ... ... TBD.



• It's the worst when you're trying to get out of your parallel parking spot and the owner of the BMW parked behind you is in car. You can't use your bumpers for what they're actually made for... bumping... lest the owner of the vehicle you "gently" tap gets perturbed.

What's in store for funtivities tonight? Off to the "Helper's Boutique" near Ghiridelli Square, dinner with 10 of my nearest and dearest at the Thirsty Bear (SF's first and only organic brewery... not sure if that's a good thing or not), and then hopefully to the Wayfare Tavern

Pictures to follow... obvi.

Have fun wherever you are!

I'm On a Plane

So I'm 30,000+ feet above ground right now. If you know me, which most of my readers do, then you know I'm not a huge fan of flying. I am, however, a huge fan of going places and so here I am hurdling through the air in a giant aluminum tube. The good news is within 40 minutes I will be touching down in San Francisco.

I am taking time out of my nail biting flight anxiety to update my readers on my quest for a colorful pout. The verdict is in. I'm pretty pleased with my finds and fairly confident in my ability to sport a stylish lip.

I marched to the drugstore after work yesterday and after 20 minutes of waging an internal war over shades I finally decided on 3. I know 3 might sound a little excessive considering my trepidation around lip color but Bartell's was having a 30% off sale on any Revlon lipstick. I really had to acquire the goods while they were so cheap! I ended up getting the Revlon Super Lustrous in "Love That Red", "Wild Orchid", and "Stormy Pink". I think "Love That Red" is my favorite in terms of how it wears but it's pretty shocking in terms of shade. "Stormy Pink" is my favorite color but it is matte finished and I think my lips are a little too dry to pull this look off.

Since starting this blog I've been trying to take more pictures of myself for the sake of posting. It appears that blogging requires one to take themselves a little more seriously than I am accustomed to. Every time I edit these pictures for posting I feel ridiculous with my stylization and "me-me-me"-ness of it all. But despite my embarrassment here is a look at some iPhone shots I took while modeling my newest beauty purchases!



Okay! There they go telling me my electronics need to be shut off! Turbulence in the landing forecast. DRATS!

Ciao! Chow!

Sticks To The Lips

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Lipstick. Scares. Me.

There I said it.

So here's the thing. I LOVE a brightly colored lip. It screams "fabulous" "confident" "fun but at the same time a grown up" and "adventurous". I'll go through phases where I decide, "Yes. I shall become a lipstick lady." I'll wear it for a few days and then suddenly realize (or begin to believe), "Amanda you look ridiculous. You look neither fun nor grown up. You just look sloppy and slightly crazy."

But that admiration of painted lips never dies and here I am today in the same spot I find myself in so frequently. I want to be a lipstick lady! So many of my bloggers sport it so seemingly effortlessly. I want to be like them!

{Keiko Lynn}


{The Daybook}


<3 <3 <3 {Atlantic-Pacific} <3 <3 <3
Note: It's also abundantly apparent that if I wore lipstick like her I would acquire delightful fluff ball to pose with me in pictures while wearing incredible jackets and bangles. Abundantly apparent.

Knowing that in a few days time I will probably once again become disillusioned and begin to doubt my ability to rock a fuchsia lip, I am going to give it shot. Unfortunately when the aforementioned disillusion sets it I throw away all of my brightly hued lipsticks in a fit of fury due to feelings of inadequacy so I need to go out and buy a new shade or two. I'm thinking I'll go the drugstore route as my lipstick wearing mood is fickle. I'm going to try and seek out Revlon's Wild Orchid, Maybelline's Fuchsia Fever, and a red that I haven't quite decided upon yet.

Wish me luck. Photos to follow perhaps.

In the mean time lace up your roller skates and get your groove on to this little number:

Hello, It's Me...

... it's been awhile but here I am. Ready to get back to almost daily posts. With no further ado I will introduce you to a few of the thoughts floating around in my ole' thinker...


1) Last night I had a dream about the low end Nikon DSLR that I want for Christmas. Pictured below...
I have been on the fence about asking for it. Even though it's the cheapest in the Nikon series it's still awfully 'spensive. Also my new hobby of photography has been relegated to the convenience of my phone. Will I make the time to lug this out and be serious about my picture taking? I'm not sure but the dream I had last night which involved me racing around town trying to track this camera down so I could own it definitely has me saying "Yo quiero".

2) Other things I'm "yo quiero"-ing is taking a writing class. The pull to be more creative is growing. It feels right (or should I say "wright" bwahahaha. Lame.) Classes are spendy though. Spendy. Spendy. Spendy. And I am... what's the word?... oh that's right BROKE.

3) After seeing The Muppets on Sunday night I marched out and bought the soundtrack and have been listening to repeatedly since. I had a date last night. Date preparation looked like this... Drank chardonnay and danced around to Jason Segal, Kermit and the Gang the entire time whilst getting ready. 'Twas glorious. Not so much the date. But luckily for me I had the CD playing on my drive home and was serenaded by Miss Piggy and Amy Adams singing, "I'm having a me party, a party by myself, a me party, I don't need nobody else. Having a me party. I'm the first and last to show. There's no one at this party I don't already know!"

4) Speaking of my date... I'm a creature of habit. I got a text from my roommate reading the following, "Wine bottle wrapper on the kitchen counter = Mandy must have a date". I really thought this time around I could go on a date without the predate wine. I was wrong.

Not A Real Entry

Just some pictures from Thanksgiving and its surrounding days of merriment. Back on the ball this week... swears it!

Grandma (Lil' Reenie as she's known in these parts) enjoying a beer at Targy's. By enjoying I mean posing with my beer.


Resting up 'til FEASTING time!


Feasting started and my interruptions were not appreciated!




Some more feasting.

Tryptophan overdose!!




The slumbering beast wakes up quite nicely when it's time for Cranium!

K.I.T.
Amanda

Thanksgiving Eve

This week has been filled with family, happy hours with co-workers, drinks with friends, more family, a little work, minimal blog reading, and even minimal-er blog writing. Apologies. I am hoping to write something HUGE on Friday.

Until then yuck it up with Liz Lemon. My roommate sent me this genius 30 Rock moment today and I've been chuckling ever since...

Puppy Love

Yesterday I really wanted to post. I swear. But I was feeling mono-y. For those of you unfamiliar with the term "mono-y" it refers to the soul sucking exhaustion that goes along with having "the kissing disease". Last week definitely took its toll on my health (and I'm sure that Friday's merriment did nothing to help). Today I'm still feeling a little run down but certainly on the up-and-up.

Complaining aside I do have to admit that Sunday I had the best pick me up imaginable. Even better than the glorious sun that graced us with its presence on Sunday. What's better than a sunny day in Seattle? Puppy sitting an 8-month-old corgi, that's what!! To get me back on a posting roll I am going to start by entertaining my readers with pictures of the adorable nubbin-legged ball of fluff that kept me smiling all day!

"Hi. I'm cuter than you are. Do my bidding!"

Sister obliges but says, "I think I'm just as cute". Puppy's face clearly indicates his disagreement.

Corgi butt!!

It's tiring running around all day when you only have nubs for legs... being the handsomest dog in all the land is pretty exhausting too.

Can't wait for another play date with puppy-face!