Ticks and Tricks and Guys Who Are...

So, its been a while again...AND I've gone jean shopping so I have a full blog for that. I'm thinking I'll try and find a way to put up pictures of what works and what doesn't. Anyhow, tonight I'm all moody and sad. One of those nights to listen to Sara Bareilles and get out every possible chick flick you own. Do you have those nights too? People just never stop surprising me. When you think you can't trust them, you can, when you think you can, you can't, and don't ever let someone walk all over you. Did you know, Des Cartes makes an interesting claim in his first meditation. He says, never trust something that has deceived you even once. Is it really in our best interest to always forgive people? What if they've done close to the same thing twice? Is that a pattern yet? More over, does it say something about them? Do they just want you, or just want to have you? Does it even credit them to say that they only want you for now? Does that make it better? As if somehow it is okay to run over people and treat them terribly and not make a conscious effort towards their happiness if it is only for a little while. I am not convinced. I'm not sure it is okay to be so distant, and to only try when in person to make sure the other feels so loved. I am not convinced that it is okay in the slightest to ignore someone on one medium, even when they have obviously tried to get your attention through it. If it were any other person, it would feel so natural, after all, you don't want people to think you're rude and unresponsive, right? So why would you ever consider that with someone you know very well? After a point, when comfort sets in, its more important to try harder than before. You know, someone once said to me, that he wished that he could still act as sweetly as when he was courting his girl. I told him that he should, and he still can. I hope he has. It is disappointing when men with such potential stop showing their affection. Audrey Hepburn had it right in My Fair Lady(arguably an AWESOME musical, even if she didn't actually sing her own part...) when she sings to Freddy, don't tell me, SHOW me. I think things would be a lot better if men would just SHOW us how they feel instead of just telling us. Prove it. You want to make it clear that you can be trusted and that you are a great guy? PROVE IT.

Des Cartes

In his hyperbolic doubt, Des Cartes says, never trust what has decieved you even once. He doubts all in order to find truth. This seems like a great idea, but in doubting all, how cynical and bitter can you become? At some point, even a bit of doubt could mean the difference of being with someone, or not being able to stay. Its an important line to draw, and one that needs lots of reflection. I like stability when it comes to relationships. I like knowing that there is a chance that it could last, even if it won't. Just knowing that theres a want and a chance makes all the difference. But what happens when he just doesn't love you enough? Does that count as deception? Should that be cause for hyperbolic doubt? What if he loves you but not enough to put you first? Shouldn't that be...a priority? Meshing and matching are tough, made even more so by distance. These questions need answers, and I need a doctor.

Calling All for Fall (make up review)

It has been quite a while, now hasn't it? I've been actually horribly sick, I know, again. Discovering the new sephora products for fall has gotten me back up on my feet again. There is a new line inspired by make up artist Carmendy, whom I adore. Her aerosol foundation is simply a godsend, and then there is the up and coming Lauren Luke, who has a new line of products that are so mindful of the consumer. It really shows when the designs are so inclusive. Currently, I am more into a natural looking eye. Less eye liner, and more neutral colors. Then again, I cannot resist glitter once in a while. Hey, do it while you still can get away with it. I must admit, gold is an excellent shade for any eye. It is light enough to be more natural, and still fun and a bit girly. Also, I've fallen deeply for Urban Decay's Book of Shadows. The colors are fresh and fun, but also very fall and a bit dark. I absolutely adore the mix of colors. And who can say no to the primer potion??? Certainly not I. So there you have it. More reviews later. Much love, CC

Oh the Glee of Three

Good morning readers!(the like, three of you out there that might read this, that is)I must admit, this particular post is extremely selfish, as it is a congratulatory post, for the Doctor and myself. It has now been three months that we have been seeing each other officially. Yes, there are times when we notice the distance and that ends up in frustration that manifests into fights about nothing more than wanting to see each other, but all relationships have hardships. For instance, my relationship with a truly excellent calf-length boot. I love them to death, but sometimes they just don't work with every outfit. That doesn't mean they are any less perfect, or deeply fabulous, they are just not the perfect fit for that second, because it could mess with the integrity of the rest of the outfit. However,the Doctor is much more than just a perfect pair of boots, oh no, he is the new chanel fall 09 knee length boot. Incredibly fabulous in every way, and equally as sinful. He is the boot that fits and causes weakness in the knees, just where they end. So Happy three months to me, and the Doctor as well. More on the new chanel line later...

Update

So my last blog was so very overly dramatic. I still think grey areas are something that need to be dealt with, but crocs are not in the grey, not at all. Well, life has changed a bit since we last talked. Classes have started, and I am exteremly excited for them. I've always been interested in psychology, and I am really looking forward to diving right in. Fall is always such a wonderful time. Leaves change color, weather gets a bit colder, rain pitter patters throughout the days, and the realization that the holiday season is coming up soon brings warm fuzzy feelings burrowing into my stomach. Then, of course, there is the fashion. Gloves, scarfs, coats, boots, and all sorts of bundling clothing made in the most amazingly warm fabrics. My new shopping list now consists of gloves, warms scarfs, a new fabulous coat, and rain goloshes. While not completely flattering on all people, with the right clothes to accompany them, rain goloshes, can be quite adorable. I've fallen madly for the J. Crew ones. So, onto a doctor update. Things are good, he is currently changing locations, and so stress ensues. I've taken to trying to find cute little things to cheer him up. My birthday was very fun, and I was happy with how thoughtful everyone was. I am really very blessed to have wonderful friends, so thanks alanis morisette aka "god". I'll give you something more interesting next time, but for now, happy fashion days! XOXO, CC

Goodbye to Try

What has happened to actual fashion? When did it become openly acceptable to be lazy in our appearances? We, as a country, favor comfort. We like things that come easily, like fast food, and we don't much care for effort. We like huge cinaplexes, shopping centers, department stores, and huge grocery stores. Our cars are gigantic compared to most countries, and we don't mind driving everywhere. We waste so often, and without regard to the consequences. Now, I am not the most environmentally conscious person, in fact, I generally don't mind not caring about it at all, but I've suddenly become disgusted with our ways of life. For all our prudish reputations, we sure use sex to get what we want a lot. Waitresses are there to flirt with, as are bartenders, hostesses, and any attractive employee. We use our sexuality to get better service, free drinks, and whatever else we can fathom. We flirt relentlessly regardless of our relationship status, which seems odd to me, since being in a committed relationship is generally the desire to be with one particular person, and therefore all other sexual excursions are pointless. Apparently, I am alone in this thought, so I might as well change with the times. I might as well flirt relentlessly to get what I want, or even just to get contact information. Oh, I'm sorry, I mean, networking information. Because that is what it is said to be, just harmlessly meeting people to have contacts. Through sexual attractiveness. Right, got it. Because it is easy for us to do that, its simple, no commitment, just like those horrible "comfortable" shoes, Crocs. You know the ones, you might even have a pair displaying just what a slave to trends we all are. "It's easy, all you have to do is slip them on!" Friends would say in defense of the Birkenstock imitations gone horribly wrong. I've fallen slave to many trends, uggs being the most "comfort" friendly of them all. Crocs, I could never manage to understand. The hideous style says it all. The message I get from seeing anyone in public with them on is, "I don't care about myself or how I present myself, in fact, I really just want to be lazy". Now, I might be completely wrong about that, but it is what I see, and those people are unknowingly sending that message out to society. Just like our flirting habits send a message to society that we are available, and undermines our current relationship. But then again, who am I to say? I'm just a girl who grew up in the strict south, where social customs meant everything.

Wonders of Wonderwoman

Hi there! I know its been a while, but I have my excuse list all ready for you, does that count for something? I've been taking care of house guests, getting ready for the Doctor to come over today, shopping up a storm, and taking care of my sick father. Wonderwoman be jealous! My busy schedule will only get more insane after my birthday in *two* weeks. Not that I'm excited or anything...So, shopping. How cathartic, and really needed actually. My wardrobe had turned into the same repetitive outfits, which is a fashion nightmare. Now, I have finally gotten the perfect faux men's shirt tunic to add to my budding ensembles. Next on my list? Jeans, really wonderfully and deeply fabulous jeans. I plan on having an entire post dedicated to that search though, so more later! My weekend looks to be a bit fun. Friday is a day in a city with the most adorable old movie theater to watch "My Fair Lady" with my soul double, Audry in it. Then it is off to dinner and dancing, followed by much needed sleep. Then saturday my house guests leave, and the post-guests cleaning commences... I've noticed that I tend to be much more happy when in the company of guests, perhaps that is just my desire to have interesting people to talk all the time. Is that so bad though? To like to be entertained while entertaining, more often than not? Don't get me wrong, I do love to have my alone time, but theres nothing quite like having company over.I guess I'm just meant to be a hostess...won't the restaurant industry be pleased?