Save your Money Monday shall commence with a spray on self tanner by L'Oreal. It isn't the worst on the market and for a spray maybe it isn't your biggest waste of money. But white girl! You better be careful. Seriously, if you are fair complected not only should you not buy this product, but if you see someone spraying this product near you, run! I tanned for a month before using this product and my first impression of it was that it was awesome. It costs around $10, it sprays on easy and the smell is tolerable for a self tanner. The next day everyone complimented my tan. I did have some streaks, but that was mostly my fault since it was my first time ever using any kind of self-tanner.....well, except for that one really bad oompa loompa experience from high school. The product is clear, which makes it hard to apply since you obviously cannot see where it is going. All in all though for the first two days I was pleased, so I bought some more thinking I found 'the one' and started fixing my streaks. Indoors I looked pretty amazing and outdoors I looked unnatural. Really, really unnatural, especially for me and this stuff does not leave subtly. Oh no, if you are not already pretty tan, you will look like a leper or maybe even a leopard before this all comes off. In other news, I have learned really quickly how to remove self tanner. I will be posting about that procedure at a later date. But back to this tanner, now have all the white girls with their SPF 500s come to the realization that this product will never ever work for them? O.k. good. Medium complexion girls with your SPF 25, do you realize you need to use this with extreme caution? Great. Dark tanners, this might work for you, just be careful around your feet. It could mess up your already nice glow. O.k. now that all of you have been warned, I have a week to start.
White girl run! L'Oreal Sublime Bronze Review.
Monday, May 20, 2013
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Lee Annism: Weight loss & People that annoy me. Part 1.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Here it is as promised, but I am not sure where to start. I guess I will start by saying, I do not think I have ever met a girl completely satisfied with her appearance or if I have they had some other underlying insecurity. But point being, us girls are really hard on ourselves. It makes me sad sometimes, because how much life are we missing out on because we let our weight or hair or something else we don't like make us think differently about ourselves? Most of the time I try to remind myself of these simply words that my mom always told me, "There will always be someone else prettier, smarter, and thinner than you, but there will never be anyone else like you and there is always going to be someone that wishes she were as pretty, skinny and smart as you. Be happy with who you are." We were not all meant to be sticks or we'd come packed by Sanford with No. 2 stamped on our little booties. But no! We are not pencils, we are people. Some of us are naturally thin and some of us aren't. Some of us no matter how hard we try will never be a size 2 and if we do, we will look uglier and more unhealthy trying to be something we are not. This is something that annoys me about girls and makes me think to myself, am I really one of ya'all? Girls that lose and lose and lose, starve themselves to nothing and come out looking like a sick bobble head. Ya'all ain't cute. I just want to give you a cheeseburger. I am mentally feeling sorry for you. I can usually always tell the difference between someone who is naturally thin and does eat cheeseburgers and just stays skinny and someone who isn't. The difference is their appearance in looking natural and healthy. And really this is what it all boils down to is being healthy. Yes, you have to be happy with yourself, trust me, it is not healthy to look in the mirror and hate yourself, but it also isn't healthy to not eat or put pills into your body with unknown chemicals or to obsess about everything little thing on your body. There are kids somewhere worrying where they're getting their next meal, do you really want to be the "B" worried about your cellulite? When you die, you will reach that goal weight honey. You'll be bones. When I start to obsess about my appearance, this is what I remind myself (I suggest you do the same),"When I die no one will say, 'Oh Lee Ann (or insert your own name here) was always so thin and perfect' and that is o.k. because I want them to have more to say than that. I want them to say I was kind, sweet, loving, understanding, and that their lives were better because of me." When you are worried about your weight or something else, take that energy and put it into doing something with substance. Go volunteer, walk or run for a cause, make something, do a small act of kindness, go change a life.And I am not saying you shouldn't care about yourself, but do it in a healthy way. Love yourself and exercise to be fit, eat to be healthy, and remind yourself everyday that your body is the only one you get and it deserves to be loved by you. Anyone can have confidence, you start by loving yourself and when you naturally love yourself, it gives you more time to love others. I am not perfect and these are not easy words to live by. I falter and find myself obsessing over my big butt, then I think, "Well, at least the rocking world's still going to go 'round today." <-- **Queen song reference** And if all else fails, I just shrug it off and think,"It could always be worse." ;)
You....yeah you...the girl reading this...are beautiful. Don't beat yourself up. Don't annoy me by calling yourself fat or ugly or saying something else negative, because then that makes me feel the need to compliment you and then I feel all awkward and angry that we're discussing your butt. So go out into the world knowing that I, Lee Ann, with the power vested in me by no one, but me, declare you beautiful and your butt perfectly portioned for your pants.
You can stop obsessing about all of that and instead use those minutes of your day to do something more fun for yourself and others!
You....yeah you...the girl reading this...are beautiful. Don't beat yourself up. Don't annoy me by calling yourself fat or ugly or saying something else negative, because then that makes me feel the need to compliment you and then I feel all awkward and angry that we're discussing your butt. So go out into the world knowing that I, Lee Ann, with the power vested in me by no one, but me, declare you beautiful and your butt perfectly portioned for your pants.
You can stop obsessing about all of that and instead use those minutes of your day to do something more fun for yourself and others!
The beached whale intervention: phase 1
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Two months ago, I posted about my panic over my weight and appearance with my ten year wedding anniversary looming on the horizon. I went into panic mode and worked my ass off (literally) to transform my appearance. Yesterday was my tenth month anniversary and I am happy to report I have lost 18 lbs and unknown inches. But, most importantly, I have started feeling better. It took a lot of work and it will take a lot more to get to where I want to be. I have almost went down an entire size, but I can still wear my old clothes, they just fit differently. I stopped drinking soda, started counting calories and working out. Next week, I go on my anniversary trip, but after that I will be back at it. I hope to lose another 20 lbs, but mostly my goals are related to wearing my "old" pair of favorite jeans or slipping on cherished rings that haven't fit in years. I may try some diets here and there and I will report on how they work, but I have found that determination is key. And a side note, I did this for me and I was honest with myself, which I will post more about at a later date in a LeeAnnism post on weight loss. ;)
Think Twice
Monday, May 6, 2013
A "Save your Money Monday" on a Monday? I know. Shocking. But, here it is. This post is a little different in that I am not saying the product is bad, but the actual color. I love Wet N Wild matte lipsticks. They are long wear. A little dry sometimes, but overall nice for $2. Normally, I buy the shade "Bare it All". In fact, I have three times. It is a good color and product. For weeks, I have debated about getting "Think Pink." It looked so pretty, but it is oh so wrong. ***refer to pictures below**** Aaaahhhh! If I ever need a shade of lipstick that says,"I'm kind of a sleaze, I am now officially set." Unfortunately, at no point in my life have I ever wanted to advertise such a thing. At least it was only $2 I wasted this time!
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LeeAnnism: shoes
Friday, May 3, 2013
After a day in a pair of Naughty Monkey heels, let me tell you the truth about shoes; shoes are like Sirens. No, not the horns they sound in the case of a tornader, but mythical Sirens like those from the Odyssey. Non-readers refer to Ice Age Continental Drift or Pirates of the Caribbean or some other movie reference. Anyway! Sirens and shoes, they are one in the same.
You see them. They see you. ***cue seducing harp music**** They call to you ***in a sexy soft voice***,"I am beautiful. I am lovely. You want me. Buy me. You must have me. You love me."
You reach for them, entranced and misty eyed, caught up in their Siren calls. You believe them when they say they belong with you. You grasp for them, believing they are just the thing you need. They look so pretty, so girly. They morph into gorgeous colors that match everything you own. They glisten and shine. You put them on in the store and they fit like Cinderella's lost slipper and that's when they have you. You take them into your home with naive trust never seeing your impending doom or ill fate. Then the day comes to put them on with the perfect outfit and strut your stuff. You're still caught up in their Siren calls, only seeing the good that they have enticed you with, but then midday comes, you're high on compliments unaware that those Sirens are eating your feet alive!!!!!! Suddenly, like a shark attack, they grab on with intensity that brings welding tears to your eyes. You are now in survivor mode, victim to the shoes vicious lies. You wonder how you will make it through the day. Your feet curse you and ache, next comes your calves feeling their wrath and the next thing you know your entire mind and body is consumed by the agony of those darn Siren shoes. You beg and plead, but they show no misery. They are Sirens. They were made for this! Finally, the end of the day comes and you pry them from your feet. Your feet throb and charlie horses shoot pain through your body. You curse those lying Sirens and as you put them in the closet, you swear to never wear them again, but beware, because as long as they are with you, you are vulnerable to hearing their Siren calls and falling victim to them again.
You see them. They see you. ***cue seducing harp music**** They call to you ***in a sexy soft voice***,"I am beautiful. I am lovely. You want me. Buy me. You must have me. You love me."
You reach for them, entranced and misty eyed, caught up in their Siren calls. You believe them when they say they belong with you. You grasp for them, believing they are just the thing you need. They look so pretty, so girly. They morph into gorgeous colors that match everything you own. They glisten and shine. You put them on in the store and they fit like Cinderella's lost slipper and that's when they have you. You take them into your home with naive trust never seeing your impending doom or ill fate. Then the day comes to put them on with the perfect outfit and strut your stuff. You're still caught up in their Siren calls, only seeing the good that they have enticed you with, but then midday comes, you're high on compliments unaware that those Sirens are eating your feet alive!!!!!! Suddenly, like a shark attack, they grab on with intensity that brings welding tears to your eyes. You are now in survivor mode, victim to the shoes vicious lies. You wonder how you will make it through the day. Your feet curse you and ache, next comes your calves feeling their wrath and the next thing you know your entire mind and body is consumed by the agony of those darn Siren shoes. You beg and plead, but they show no misery. They are Sirens. They were made for this! Finally, the end of the day comes and you pry them from your feet. Your feet throb and charlie horses shoot pain through your body. You curse those lying Sirens and as you put them in the closet, you swear to never wear them again, but beware, because as long as they are with you, you are vulnerable to hearing their Siren calls and falling victim to them again.
Drum roll please
Friday, May 3, 2013
I know I have talked about Maybelline's BB cream before, but by accident, or fate (you decide), I discovered it becomes even more dreamy when paired with Mary Kay Mineral powder. Side note: Mary Kay Mineral and loose powder both rock!! O.k. so recently, in the sleep versus beauty daily fight, sleep won....... again. Alas, I wake up throwing on clothes and make up, saying sailor words, yelling, and running late. I did not have time for make up but I was going to work and I hate going to work without it so I threw on my BB cream, saw the powder, brushed it on, stopped........
took a second look and thought, daaaaaaaammmmmm........lama dingdong that worked wonders!" So, there you have it. Go find yourself a Mary Kay consultant and your face will thank you.
took a second look and thought, daaaaaaaammmmmm........lama dingdong that worked wonders!" So, there you have it. Go find yourself a Mary Kay consultant and your face will thank you.
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Hello, my name is Lee Ann & I have an addiction
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
I love Iced Chai Lattes from Panera Bread Company. And by love I mean, if I could get it in a 32 oz or 44 oz cup everyday multiple times per day, I would. But, nooooooooo............... They only sell them in little bitty cups and they cost a lot and I do not live next to a Panera Bread Company, so obviously I had to find something as a replacement! I tried a lot of things. None of them were anything close to my dream drink and some were just gross. I mean downright nasty!
O.k. point being I complained to my friend, Elisha, about my chai tea woes and she said that Target had a mix by Tazo that tasted pretty similar.
So one day, I am walking through Kroger and what do I see? Tazo Iced Chai Latte concentrate.
Just add milk??!!!
What?!!
Must try!
And that's how I got here.... to this place....this place of having two boxes in the fridge (one decaf/ one regular) and two more boxes in the cabinet. That is how I arrived at starting my day with a caffeinated Iced Chai Latte and ending it with a decaf one most days. It is how I gave up soda for another vise.
And all I have to say is,
Hi, my name is Lee Ann and I am addicted to Tazo Iced Chai Lattes.
O.k. point being I complained to my friend, Elisha, about my chai tea woes and she said that Target had a mix by Tazo that tasted pretty similar.
So one day, I am walking through Kroger and what do I see? Tazo Iced Chai Latte concentrate.
Just add milk??!!!
What?!!
Must try!
And that's how I got here.... to this place....this place of having two boxes in the fridge (one decaf/ one regular) and two more boxes in the cabinet. That is how I arrived at starting my day with a caffeinated Iced Chai Latte and ending it with a decaf one most days. It is how I gave up soda for another vise.
And all I have to say is,
Hi, my name is Lee Ann and I am addicted to Tazo Iced Chai Lattes.
Thanks Elisha!!!!
Ion Moisture Solutions
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Last week, I wrote about another Ion leave-in conditioner that I love from Ion, but this one is a different story. This is Ion Moisture Solutions Intense Hydration Leave-in conditioner. It is definitely not a spray and go product. It is heavy and feels like you are spraying lotion into your hair, so if you choose to use it apply it to damp hair and carefully work into hair for best results.
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