natural chic magnet

Last week I got a new mascara in the mail as a member of  Chick Advisor’s Product Review Club. ChickAdvisor is a girls resource for reviews and advice on stuff they like. It made my lashes longer. It’s  lite on your lashes, soft almost. It’s a good day mascara. I do two coats. It brushes on nicely. The brush is a combination between that skinny plastic kind d the fluffier brush one. My lashes feel soft and not all mascara-ish. I would use it again.  My current favorite is the vibrating mascara, it’s a bit more expensive. Twitter came out with lists yesterday. I made one list so far it is a growing collection of Toronto Blog Girls. I’m on a couple lists made by other including Toronto Twitterati, Social Community Alliance and Toronto Arts. I got a really lovely shout out this week from my penpal Hillzy on her blog.  Keep blogging sista! Big thanks to Two Belt & E1E ♥

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the only rule: don’t spill it

Last night I stopped into The Hazelton for Macallan Scotch tasting.  Wasn’t sure if I was gonna to make it through. I thought, ‘I don’t know if I can handle drinking scotch but I’m sure going to try’. I had a good time at the vodka tasting last time. I arrived with Keri and sat down right across from Cheryl who I know as @Cherrysberries. We had a lovely Quebecois man named Mark showing us the Macallan. It wasn’t long before I spotted a bunch of familiar faces around the room… Toronto bloggers Zucket & Hyfen Twitter peeps Jingle_jangle,  _topshelf, Reado & Karmacake Some things I learned: pay attention to how the scotch feels in your mouth distilled beer is whiskey women have better sense of smell takes 12 years to make a 12 year whiskey no right or wrong way to drink scotch don’t put it in the freezer ice ball has less surface area than an cube and melts slowly The whole time I was tasting these I thought “I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. Mmm, mmm, mmm. Here it goes down, down into my belly.” haha Macallan 12 – added water, comes from Spanish oak, little bit of wood smoke, valinna woith hints of ginger, smooth palet, sweet toffee finish, dried fruit… Macallan 15 – fine oak – lighter in colour Macallan 18 – fine sherry oak, darker Macallan 21 – like a fine ballerina on stage exquisite single malt Whiskey stones are better than icecubes. If you don’t get the expensive ones you can go to Lake Ontario, bend down, pick up some stones, wash with wiskey, put in the freezer, use as ice rocks. To ensure they don’t ruin their wood supply, they don’t cut more than they plant; they plan ahead 100 years for…

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quick saturday morning update:

First – GenyTO was fun. Thanks to Renee who really took the cake and made sure it went well. I left early after lots of congrats from familiar faces.  We raised a bunch for UNICEF! Thank you everyone for coming! Second – Zombie Walk is ON! No rain. I’ll be getting bloody and gross around 2pm and heading to Bellwoods to meet the other brain hungry kids for 3. Third – Will post the Harajuku Lovers contest winner after brunch.

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she looks so pretty with blood on her face

It’s where beauty meets eats brains… So gross hot. I surprise myself all the time with my love for Zombies. I don’t like anything to do with blood or guts and cringe when I see them on TV. However…I love Zombie fun. I reckon I’ll be a Zombie pinup girl this year. If it rains tomorrow I will not be doing the Toronto Zombie Walk for the following reasons: It’s not fun to walk in the rain with a bunch of people Blood will stain my white wellies when it drips on them It’s not so fun to be a soaking wet cold Zombie Flesh woulds will wash off in the rain I don’t want to catch a cold before starting my new job

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sentimental, sent a mental note

It’s one of those days, the kind when you’re waiting for something that could make a big difference in your life. Something you really want. Lisztomania plays on my phone waking me up and all I can think of is the brat pack mashup. I love the 80’s. It feels cold outside from inside here. I lay in my bed as I write this. I dreamt of NYC last night. I’m excited for the weekend. I’ve been waiting a year to be a zombie again. Saturday night I’m going to a ball. I woke up to emails filled with positive thoughts and one about a package and the post office. It’s too early to get up and get moving but I just can’t sleep. I just can’t sleep, there are too many things keeping my mind a race today…

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