Greetings readers! I am sitting here in my lounge wear writing about being a fashionista, pretty dumb on my part. I gotta remember it's sunday and I plan on taking a nap as soon as possible so it's not that crazy. Tomorrow I plan on waking up early and working on my novel (I just don't have the juice today and it's making me extremely pissed off because I have the whole house to myself and that is the perfect equation for writing) I don't know what my problem is but I cant force it, I have been trying but I would rather write nothing than a bunch of shit that I will have to re-write later.
So after I work on my novel tomorrow morning I am going to shower and shave, do my hair (the best I can cause it is such a clusterfuck right now) and put on make up, I will put on a pair of jeans and a nice top and wear them all day long. That's the step in the direction that I need to take. Now could it be better yes, but it isnt going to be.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Writers on the storm
I have been writing since 9:30 and I am proud to say I am on chapter six with much more excitement to come in my novel. I feel very proud that I could continue a story for this long. Maybe because I am in love with the whole idea of the book. When I finish it the real work begins because I have to find an agent, which I have no idea how to do. Self publishing is too expensive for me I want the book published by a publishing house I want to go on book tours I want it all. Which means the fashionista has to come out of me and the frump wears gotta go. Speaking of which tomorrow I will bring out a little fashionista in me because I have a friend coming over tomorrow and I don't want to look like i just rolled out of bed. That means shower hair style and make-up and an outfit i haven't thought about yet.
I really wish I could go get my eyebrows waxed and my hair touched up, my blue is growing out along with my hair which we have already established that it looks like crap. But I don't want to cut it, I want it long again. As does Mike. I am up so late because i took a nice afternoon nap. I was frustrated because I couldn't write anything this afternoon and it was the perfect time to do so because Mike always takes the baby out to play for the afternoon, it's there special bonding time.
So am I am afraid I have to take the reins on this poverty deal I got going on here. To be positive I have a roof over my head, I am not living with my parents, I have a dishwasher (huge huge upgrade for me) and I have a beautiful son who fills my life with joy every second of my day. (OK maybe not every second changing diapers isn't that joyous) I wont be shopping for candles or cute underwear but here is where i draw the line. I must get my eyebrows waxed and I will get my hair touched up. This is non-negotiable. It only costs $15 to get it done and I cant give it up, i just cant. Maybe I am selfish but i don't care. It's my treat for me. The alternative is plucking my eyebrows and dying my hair back to brown. I don't want that i want my streak of crazy colors, i feel now that it defines me; sets me out in a crowd and I wont give it up. It is also a big part of becoming the fashionista I want to be eventually.
Am I being selfish? You tell me- leave me a comment on what you think.
I really wish I could go get my eyebrows waxed and my hair touched up, my blue is growing out along with my hair which we have already established that it looks like crap. But I don't want to cut it, I want it long again. As does Mike. I am up so late because i took a nice afternoon nap. I was frustrated because I couldn't write anything this afternoon and it was the perfect time to do so because Mike always takes the baby out to play for the afternoon, it's there special bonding time.
So am I am afraid I have to take the reins on this poverty deal I got going on here. To be positive I have a roof over my head, I am not living with my parents, I have a dishwasher (huge huge upgrade for me) and I have a beautiful son who fills my life with joy every second of my day. (OK maybe not every second changing diapers isn't that joyous) I wont be shopping for candles or cute underwear but here is where i draw the line. I must get my eyebrows waxed and I will get my hair touched up. This is non-negotiable. It only costs $15 to get it done and I cant give it up, i just cant. Maybe I am selfish but i don't care. It's my treat for me. The alternative is plucking my eyebrows and dying my hair back to brown. I don't want that i want my streak of crazy colors, i feel now that it defines me; sets me out in a crowd and I wont give it up. It is also a big part of becoming the fashionista I want to be eventually.
Am I being selfish? You tell me- leave me a comment on what you think.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
The Dream Of Being a Fashionista
Welcome to my blog! I got the idea out of a writers magazine to help build up my writing skills and gain readers of the book I am writing called "Changing her Stripes" The book is a true fashionista's dream! But more about that later. I am currently dreaming of BEING a fashionista I have the poise the fashion sense and the drive to walk into the room and turn heads. I just have a few problems in the business of being a fashionista: 1) I am poor for the first time in my life. 2) I am a stay at home mom with no car to make the scene and 3) I have become lazy when it comes down to looking fabulous.
I never leave the house because we only have one car. I have no problem taking my 2 1/2 year old shopping with me. Never leaving the house is a big setback for me because I have gotten to the point where I find it a waste of time to get dressed and made up to clean the house and then sit on my couch all day watching cartoons with my son. When I do go out I am usually wearing jeans and a t-shirt, maybe a studded arm cuff, earrings or a necklace but that too is pretty rare.
Another problem I have is my hair was once short and stylish and now it's grown out to look almost like a bob (gross right?) Plus I have a blue streak in my hair that is growing out and my eyebrows desperately need a wax. My nails are a disaster because of all the work we have done around our new home. The only thing I got going on is my toe nails, they look great, but it's been cold here since its just early April and I cant show off my perfect toes.
Personally I believe that not just clothing and accessories make a fashionista but her home as well. We recently down graded on space but not on price to live in a town near my boyfriends family, a fresh coat of paint is great but it doesn't change the fact that we have a smaller home. Case in point we have one of our dressers in the living room, our bedroom door wont shut because we have our bed about two and a half feet from the door and our dining room doubles as a pantry and an office for me. I don't think that any designer could alleviate any of the downsides to this space including my closet, the only one in the house mind you it not only holds my clothing but boxes and bins of items we aren't using. My shoes are in flat containers under my bed, that was the best I could do to be able to see what shoes I have.
So there you have it, on my budget and lifestyle I find it very difficult to be the fashionista I was born to be. Does anyone have any suggestions to help me reach my dreams of becoming a fashionista? Maybe a donation or two (just kidding).
Now here is a preview of the beginning of my future novel, Changing Her Stripes
Our main character's name is Claire, she has just turned 30 and really feels that she needs to dress to impress like she sees in downtown Chicago where she works. Her Grammy left her $30,000 out of the blue to spend on her self. Her two best friends are Fiona, a fashion director for Chicago Magazine and Jessica an interior designer. She decides it's time to dump the frump so to speak and goes on a massive shopping spree with her friend Fiona, while also redecorating her stark white apartment with Jessica.
And that's just a little taste of my Novel.
I never leave the house because we only have one car. I have no problem taking my 2 1/2 year old shopping with me. Never leaving the house is a big setback for me because I have gotten to the point where I find it a waste of time to get dressed and made up to clean the house and then sit on my couch all day watching cartoons with my son. When I do go out I am usually wearing jeans and a t-shirt, maybe a studded arm cuff, earrings or a necklace but that too is pretty rare.
Another problem I have is my hair was once short and stylish and now it's grown out to look almost like a bob (gross right?) Plus I have a blue streak in my hair that is growing out and my eyebrows desperately need a wax. My nails are a disaster because of all the work we have done around our new home. The only thing I got going on is my toe nails, they look great, but it's been cold here since its just early April and I cant show off my perfect toes.
Personally I believe that not just clothing and accessories make a fashionista but her home as well. We recently down graded on space but not on price to live in a town near my boyfriends family, a fresh coat of paint is great but it doesn't change the fact that we have a smaller home. Case in point we have one of our dressers in the living room, our bedroom door wont shut because we have our bed about two and a half feet from the door and our dining room doubles as a pantry and an office for me. I don't think that any designer could alleviate any of the downsides to this space including my closet, the only one in the house mind you it not only holds my clothing but boxes and bins of items we aren't using. My shoes are in flat containers under my bed, that was the best I could do to be able to see what shoes I have.
So there you have it, on my budget and lifestyle I find it very difficult to be the fashionista I was born to be. Does anyone have any suggestions to help me reach my dreams of becoming a fashionista? Maybe a donation or two (just kidding).
Now here is a preview of the beginning of my future novel, Changing Her Stripes
Our main character's name is Claire, she has just turned 30 and really feels that she needs to dress to impress like she sees in downtown Chicago where she works. Her Grammy left her $30,000 out of the blue to spend on her self. Her two best friends are Fiona, a fashion director for Chicago Magazine and Jessica an interior designer. She decides it's time to dump the frump so to speak and goes on a massive shopping spree with her friend Fiona, while also redecorating her stark white apartment with Jessica.
And that's just a little taste of my Novel.
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