So I've been majorly lame on taking pictures of my makeup the past several months.
I'm going to try to start doing it again but I thought I might as well just make a new blog while I'm at it.

:D


October 8, 2008






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October 27, 2008










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Haven't posted in a while!

January 2009 (I don't remember specific dates...)










February 19th, 2009







February 25th, 2009






April 5th, 2009

I left my purple shampoo on my hair too long and now my hair is lavender! Haha











June 20th, 2009





September 10th, 2009

It's late. I'm bored. My nose itches.

Once again I be bored...so I am compiling another picture blog, this time of challenge entries for the makeup groups.


Blaaaaaaah


Drag Challenge:






Living Dead Challenge:





Pin-Up Challenge:







MAC Barbie Challenge:






Drag Challenge (another one):






Trashy Rockstar Groupie Challenge:





Jewel Challenge :


Inspiration:






Pink Challenge:






Pink & Black Challenge:





Happy Valentine's Challenge:






Love Challenge:






Stars Challenge:





Taste the Rainbow Challenge:






Green & Purple Challenge:





Alcoholic Drinks Challenge:


inspiration:









Plant Life Challenge:


Inspiration:






Ice Cream Challenge:

Inspiration:








Nature Challenge:


Inspiration:







Sprintime Challenge:






Monochromatic Challenge:



Rainbow Challenge:


Saint Patrick's Day Challenge for one group:





And Saint Patrick's Day Challenge for another group:






Perfume Challenge:


Inspiration:







Fruit Challenge:


Inspiration:





Reptile/Amphibian Challenge


Inspiration:








Spring Flowers Challenge

Inspiration:




Bird Challenge

Inspiration:



"Brights" Challenge:




"Whatever" challenge:




MB's Centennial Challenge:

Inspiration:

Art is subjective. It's self expression, letting yourself make a tangible result of what's swimming in your head.
I am not a painter or a sculptor. I don't carve objects out of wood or draw landscapes in pastels.
My canvas is myself. I am my own ever-evolving work of art.
Some may not like it, but that is precisely why art is created--to shock or please the viewer, to stir up some sort of emotion, to get a reaction.

I am happy with who I am. I enjoy the choices I make day to day in how I want my art to appear.

You may not like it but I do, and that is all that matters.

It's my eyeball!!
:)

Rimmel London

So.
Sooooo.
So I had this shoot yesterday afternoon/evening.
The concept was a Living Dead Doll type doll, abandoned in a burning house. So we actually shot in an abandoned, burned out house in Redlands. The place is falling apart, some of the floors in the rooms are collapsed, it looked like the whole thing could possibly just collapse in a heap any minute. We weren't supposed to be there, and had to get over/under the fence to get in there.
It was like guerilla photoshooting, I swear. And people kept stopping and watching us, or shouting things out their windows as they drove by, ect...I guess when you're making a girl white on the side of the road it gets attention...ha ha.

So we shot around and in the house I'd say for a bit over an hour, got in our cars, and drove about 1000 ft to another location to see if we could get any shots there before it got too dark. So we pulled into this large mass of land, not EVEN surrounded by a fence, where there is huge piles of logs, all stacked up, and some piles of mulch and cut up wood bits. We tried to shoot there a bit, but it got DARK fast and were only there for about 15 minutes.
So with the shoot wrapped we walked back to our cars, and just stood by them for about 5 minutes talking. Well all of the sudden this helicopter is above us, and it starts shining it's spotlight on the ground. Then it's shining it on US. And it wouldn't take it OFF of us. I figure whoever was flying it was probably just being an asshole and saw a girl with pink hair and another girl all white with a red wig and a weird costume and was trying to bug us. I mean, we've got me and the model, the photographer, and his little sister just standing around, what threat are we? So I'd say for a good 3 to 5 minutes he just keeps going in circles, keeping the light trained on us, and we finished talking and went in our cars to leave.
Lo and behold, a voice comes from above, telling us to not leave, the police are on their way.
Reanna, the model, got out of her car and tried to motion to him that we understood, while I sat in my car whimpering like a little baby because cops scare me, and now so do helicopters. He kept repeating over and over, to not leave, that leaving was a crime, and to wait for the police to get there. I eventually got out of my car, as well as the photographer Nathan, and his sister.

Then we just stood there while the helicopter stayed above us, and we wondered out loud how much MONEY it was costing to have this helicopter staying over us for what ended up being about 20 minutes. I thought maybe someone had called the cops on us when we were in the house, since we did ignore the no tresspassing sign, and PLENTY of people could see us at the house in the daylight.

Well by the time THREE cop cars showed up TEN MINUTES LATER (guess they have REAL criminals to apprehend), I was pretty much scared crapless that we were going to get a fine or something for tresspassing. The photographer went to talk to the cops, and then one of the cops comes over with him, and kind of light-heartedly asks what kind of pictures we were shooting...
Well come to find out the stupid helicopter thought we were trying to STEAL THE GIANT LOGS...WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!??!!??!

LOGS!??!?!?!

WHY!?!?!??!

this place wasn't even fenced off, and there wasn't anything saying we shouldn't be there. Apparently the STUPID helicopter man thought that with our three vehicles we could attach a giant log to the tops of all three of our cars and drive along with it??? Yeah....RIGHT!!!
I mean, I have a little Saturn, Reanna has a small car, and the photographer has an suv...how in the world of physics is that even plausible???
But the cops were really nice and friendly, and apologized, and let us go on our way.

So citizens of Redlands, THIS is where your taxes are going, to fund helicopters wasting time, fuel, and energy to keep captive people just trying to get some pictures taken, GEE WHIZ.

I wonder what people driving by thought, when they first saw and heard a helicopter holding us there and shouting at us, and later when THREE fucking cop cars showed up to get us criminal artists.

Poo.

I've been having some very strange dreams lately. For one, for a couple of months now I have been having lots of dreams of kittens and puppies. But I mean, like DOZENS of kittens and puppies at once. It's strange how often I have 'em.

Then the other night I had this dream about Ben Affleck. I  don't remember too much of it, just that I was at the computer, and out of the corner of my eye I saw him stab some woman who had been a part of the dream, and then he ran over and stabbed me. I then proceeded to write on myspace that I had been stabbed, and for someone to help me please.
Then I remember trying to crawl to the door, and people from myspace had somehow gotten my phone number and were calling me to see if I really had been stabbed or not.
Wow I guess I need to lay off the myspaceing, but seriously Ben Affleck?!? Why him!!?

Then this morning I had a dream that Ludacris and I were hanging out. Just chilaxin and shootin' the breeze. I was a little annoyed with him for delaying the release of his new album, but what's a few weeks between friends?


I think now whenever I see Ben Affleck in movie or something I will feel a slight phantom pain where the bitch stabbed me.

If you can see my pictures on here then you can see I have bright pink hair...with some purple streaks. To help keep my hair at it's best, I put a little hairdye in my shampoo and conditioner, so that a little color is put back on my hair every time I wash it. A few weeks ago I had the brilliant notion to do the same thing with my hair products, so I put some in the Catwalk Smooth and Shine or whatever it is that I use before I straighten my hair. The stuff is usually a purple shade, and of course the color dissapears in your hair. When I added the pink it turned it a really pretty bright magenta color...sometimes when I go to put it in my hair I just stare at how pretty and bright the color is...so anyway...
One would THINK that it being sugh a bright, pink color, and KNOWING I put dye in my shampoo and conditioner, that someone wouldn't just USE my hair products without asking.
Well last night I was on the computer and my mom asks me if I put any hair dye in that stuff. I knew right away what she'd done. One time she used my brush that had hair dye on it and had two pink streaks in her hair for about two weeks.
THIS time she used my product and put it allll over her blonde hair, giving it a pink tinge all over. She said people at work kept looking at her funny and asking "Is your hair pink?"

She said the thought had even crossed her mind that I had put dye in it but she dismissed it. Sigh. Silly mother. THAT'LL teach you to use my stuff without asking!!! The good news is, now I know it works to put dye in there. I just wish my mother didn't have to look like she was trying really hard to be "cool" for me to learn that.


UPDATE, Semtember 8th: She did it AGAIN. This time she used  my rattail comb to comb her hair...after I used it to comb through the purple dye when I redid my streaks the other day. There was like, GLOBS of hairdye on it and she used it...ah GEE WHIZ MOM.