Sunday, February 8, 2009

When life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life why you have a thousand reasons to SMILE...
Have a great week everyone!!
Mira

January/February mark. product Reviews:


So, I think I’ve already told you about my new year/new venture when it comes to being eco and animal friendly. Currently, I’ve been searching high and low for these sustainable and compassionate products so that I can do my part in the world to make the consumerism playing field a little more fair and our world a little less polluted.

The fabulous things about mark, for me, is it’s make-up. Eco-friendly, cruelty-free make-up. (Did I mention this already?)
The fabulous thing about me is, when it comes to make-up, I’ve pretty much tried every product known to American (wo)man. A lifetime interest in beauty and four years in the cosmetic industry will do that to a girl. So, if I like something, or if I know something works, my judgment can be tested as a professionals‘.

This blog is my full-frontal honest review about my mark.:

I have received my mark. Products a few weeks ago. It took four days to deliver each order. I ordered a billion things for me to delve and dive into like a make-up starved banshee. Hoping to chuck my blood stained, in-humane, cosmetic products down the drain. (*Really, how could you people use those things! Just kidding… I‘m being melodramatic for the case.)
I tried the basics. Foundation, Lotion, Lip gloss, Eye shadow, Brushes, Blush, Bronzer, etc. etc. etc.
FYI: I was kind of hooked my first order, hence the second order of everything up to high heaven, came quick.

-The eye shadows and blushes are pretty great. Not super pigmented but they come across as a mix between smash box and bare escentuals. Where in there’s a lot of glitter/iridescence and a little less necessary packing. They blend great and the eco-refillable case with magnetic backing is just pure fun. I have already ordered my mega-case to stash the rest of my eye and cheeks.
This (January) month’s color faves: Eye shadow: Minx and Corset - Blush: Bronze Glo

-They also have “Glossblossom” - which is ode to smash box’s o-glow for 25% the price ($22.00 compared to $6.00). They serve the exact same “ripening” purpose and lasts and equal amounts of time. I love it and I’m officially hooked. It is my go to lip gloss. I wear it almost everyday. I ordered the lip gloss in “fig” - what a great long lasting shine. I am a complete fan of their whole lip gloss line. I believe it rivals Mac’s lipglass any day. As for the lipstick, the quality and packaging reminds me a lot of Maybelline’s mineral lips. If you like Maybelline, this product delivers the same results for less, but mark. also comes in smaller tubes. This is in exchange for the cruelty factor is of no contest to me.

- Foundation is pretty average. I’m kinda stuck on my Pur and Bare minerals -which are both animal-friendly. But mark. is Lightweight and does not make me break out (I have the X-pert flawless in Natural) and makes for a good “stretcher” since now, due to the economic need to save money, I don’t think it is very smart to be buying $25 foundations per month . As for concealer, I think this is actually one of the best I have tried. I bought both the light and the medium, for under eyes and blemishes. Crucial to my entirely fake impeccable skin routine.

- The brushes are good. They cannot be compared to Mac or Smash box, but for the price, they are entirely fabulous, especially the concealer brush (which should be replaced every so often due to the bacteria contact that it encounters.) I was able to buy both a bronzer and a blending eye shadow brush each for around $6.00 - that’s pretty fabulous.

-In fragrances, I have both the earth EDT and the karmala EDT.
I gave Karmala to my mother. It’s more so for the Chanel no.5 crew.
As for the earth, it satisfies my inner hippie and lasts longer than anything else I’ve been wearing lately, so it‘s my latest wardrobe staple. (I have been wearing Stella McCartney’s EDT, I absolutely adore it, but I found myself spraying it a lot, either addictively or subconsciously…not sure)

- Make it big mascara is also pretty average. Loreal, which was my original affordable fave, is a closet super animal tester. Behind the celebrity faces, they are quite the evil doers, and one of the cruelest ( http://www.liberation-mag.org.uk/loreal2.htm) Tarte’s lash hugger is a new fave for me, pricey, but it is also paraben-free and in an eco-friendly aluminum container.

- I have also been on a quest to find a good shampoo and conditioner. So far, Sauve’s Coconut (who stopped animal-testing in 2000) are what’s on my head. But they haven’t been giving me very many good hair days. Although, there sleek leave in conditioner is pretty fantastic… My tube seems to be missing. The search is still on for better hair stuff…


Time to go.

Here’s to my extensive mark. Product and Make-up review:

A big Yay! for a Happy, healthier, responsible, and more compassionate lifestyles!



Know your right to choose.
Know your right to learn.
Know your right to love the animal kingdom and our planet.
Wash your hair today knowing no one and nothing was harmed in the process.


Ciao*
Me, Sella (The other gorgeous girl pictured above), and Rocco (the family stud.)

Because People Are Mean

I’ve been stressed. You can see it all over my face. Around my lips and on the sides of my nose. I’ve got acne trying to profess to the world that I’m going through some major issues. I can’t even pin point one thing.It’s more so a bunch of things pent up together.It is nothing compared to some other people’s issues, but nonetheless, that fact shouldn’t invalidate my emotions.
The past few years of holding things back, being patient, staying quiet. I’m a prisoner in my own life and In this world, I have yet to make myself heard by anyone around me. Even if I was given the moment to speak freely, I wouldn’t know what to say.I have so much pent up anger, bitterness, and hatred that I feel if I do ever get the chance to have people listen (really listen) to what I have to say, my tongue would cut like razors through their skin.Sadly, the truth is, no one will ever really listen, instead they’ll just be too busy thinking up the next thing to say as I speak.I have been being bombarded with a lot of people, “family”, lately that have been pushing me to do things I don’t want.These “things” are absolutely inconclusive to my true and desired long term goal; these thing that would only, really, satisfy me instantly and no more.I’ve come to the part of my life where instant gratification no longer has any effect nor do I have any desire to pursue it.I want the big picture, the whole burrito.I don’t want to be pulling mini sized gin bottles from the hotel fridge, I want the damn economy sized Gray Goose from Costco to take home.Guddamit.I’m trying to quietly plant seeds for my own success but others come walking into my garden, with a shovel, digging up random holes. Worst of all they look at me as if I am not doing anything with my life, just because I don’t shout every step I take to the rest of the world.As if I am wasting away because I don’t subject myself to a regular day job, don’t drive a fancy car, don’t like Louis Vuitton, or desire any other cookie cutter corporation lifestyle.
I’m doing a lot. All day, every day, with no breaks.I’m doing a lot more than I could have ever dreamed.I have a husband that loves me, a son that I believe is absolutely incredible, and the drive and will to try to do the impossible or at least learn how to live a life that I am content with.A life with no rules, no schedule, no guidelines to follow.
I don’t need anyone telling me that it’s not gonna happen.I don’t need anyone trying to crush my dreams.I don’t want any predictions or prophecies of what may or may not happen and what I should be afraid of.
I already have enough of myself telling me these things.I’m already up at night until 2 a.m. trying to distract myself from my every fear from failure.
It’s all projection of the same thought. These people that are trying to control what I do are just as clueless and as miserable as the next.They have lived these sad lives. These stories they tell me of disgusting divorces, abusive relationships, broken dreams, missed opportunities, and their children that have gone the wrong path and that they have lost. This is their life. Not mine.
Just hearing these things makes me realize that I am on a completely different level from them already. I’m already blessed with a head on my shoulder that can decipher that playing a victim is NOT going to get me any help from anywhere or anyone.
I’ve got the tools to put my own sh*t together.I can create my own world with out anyone else’s help, thank you very much.
Can’t people tell?
I’ve already got this.