Eating Expensive vs. Buying Shoes

I love to eat good food. Who doesn't? Also, I live in New York City which enables me to try out a plethora of noteworthy dining experiences. I'm one of those people who don't find a $300 tab something outrageous if the food left my stomach happy and even intrigued-- but mostly happy. I remember something my mom  told me while I was growing up. I believe mothers definitely know you best whether you'd like to admit it or not. This is what she had said: "Why do you care about something so much when the pleasure of it leaves right after you swallow it?"

Oh, Mother. You were probably saying that because I was such a piglet, and you worried that I'd become obese. It's okay. I know you did it out of love. But seriously, this statement made my little self ponder over her clear statement. It obviously did leave an impression for me to remember it so clearly. I don't exactly remember our conversation, but I'm sure it was just harmless mother to daughter banter.

Even so, I also have other guilty pleasures. I came into this world as a female. I grew up always noticing the details. I love colors, patterns, textures, and so on. I even have an incident which I shared with my freshman year class at Parsons a detail about our childhood that could have shown our early development into an artist. This incident I shared would definitely define me as an artist and possibly a weirdo as well. As a child, I almost drank a whole bottle of Pepto Bismol. Yes, I did. I'm not proud of it, but I know why I did it. The color drew me in then and despite that it cures diarrhea and upset stomach, I now find myself never taking that medicine ever since then.

I have established my strong interest in dining out and material things. The thing I am trying to figure out is if I were to choose one, which would I go with? Would I go for the insanely cute stilettos or the amazing, tantalizing (even by Yelp 5/5) dining experience? Reason would say that I would remember that dining experience (also, my mother's statement would definitely ring through my mind), but I could wear those shoes multiple times. Actually, that isn't true. These days I buy shoes that I don't find myself happy with, because they just aren't comfortable. I fractured my left leg over a year ago, so I don't find myself walking so agilely as I used to in heels. Also, my feet seem to swell. I am most happy in flip-flops. So, why do I even bother purchasing these hot shoes?

My point is that we all have weaknesses. It's important to evaluate if your weaknesses are healthy or not. Don't let them overcome you (ie. shoes stacking up in the likes of Mt. Everest which you wear only 5-10x).  Oh, that definitely isn't my case by the way, but I do have a formidable collection as of late. Let's get back to the battle... I would have to say FOOD has won this battle for me. (I've been watching Man vs. Food too much.) You make me happy. You don't hurt my feet or remind me that my left leg is still stiff. You may give me indigestion sometimes or other things, but if you are truly a memorable, lip-smacking experience, you gave me that experience that reminds me why life is so amazing and that little moments do count.

Now, off to brunch I go... and I'm not going to look at shoes.

Celebrity Obsession.... and of course, Twilight talk.

My mom told me as I was growing up that only weird, lacking girls obsess over famous people. I believe I did take those words to heart. I would detach myself from crooning over K-Pop stars during my middle school years, and I tried to be "above it". It's funny that I still remember her influence on me today. My mother was just showing me simply that these people are regular people just like us, but they are showcased to the world as something more, something that you wish to be or yearn to have in your life.

Let's take the "Twilight" series for example. It has become an international phenomenon which girls and women of all ages obsess over Edward Cullen and Jacob. Why? It's a love triangle, which is always interesting. Also, we like to escape into a fantasy world where love is like that. Frankly, I did get entrapped in "Twilight", but soon thereafter, the series lost its sparkle. Even so, my curiosity kept me reading until the very end. I didn't find the rest of the series captivating. As for solving the love triangle, Jacob imprints on Edward and Bella's baby? Way to solve a love triangle! Brilliant! *with a heavy British accent*

But, really? I love my boyfriend, but we don't stare into each other's eyes all day long talking about how much we love each other. I can be a klutz sometimes, but I don't feel like I need an Edward and Jacob character to help me "survive" daily. If you really dig deep into the plot, I find that it makes the female (Bella) look like a pathetic weakling that is blindly in love-- and a bit annoying. Isn't love amazing? I would dismiss it as "Twilight Infatuation". Give or take the series going into a couple more years-- they wouldn't be so damn cheesy and would burp together whilst watching TV instead. Romantic, right?

Sorry. I know I will develop a lot of enemies by my two cents.

Excusez-moi, who am I kidding?  TEAM JACOB!!

 

Check out this clip to further exemplify "obsession":

Grown woman steals Edward Cullen

Metrosexual: Attractive or Not?

Metrosexual crept into my vocabulary possibly 4-5 years ago. Essentially, the definition is of a guy who knows how to dress and grooms himself well. He also is attracted to women and not men. In any case, I find that the more I believe that I can really distinguish a person's attraction in sex, the more that I realize I can be mistaken.

I live in a city full of possibilities. An individual cannot be denied because of his/her sexual orientation, color, religion, practices, and hobbies. We are all fond of saying: "Only in New York..." I think I'd be rich if I were paid each time that phrase was said near me or to me.

So, why is this categorization my topic? I'm interested in the fact that some girls will tell me that they abhor guys that groom themselves more than them or even groom a little too much at all. One girl told me she likes that her man is "manly" so she doesn't have to question his orientation. She's in the beauty industry and has seen many people that the public actually believe to be "straight".  In contrast, one of my best friends told me she is ONLY attracted to metrosexual guys who have style. She isn't attracted to large muscles like "The Situation", and she likes a slimmer frame. To each their own, right?

Where should the line be drawn? These days the media focuses more on the exterior than ever before. There is a constant bombardment of advertisement that sells the idea that a scent, outfit, or hairstyle will land you the date... and more. Men are more aware of designers and skin care. What is going on?

This is the age of the "Metrosexual Man". He will take a little more time doing his hair. He will use the 3-step skin care. He's doing this for you, ladies, after all. Let's embrace change-- it's always happening. I will embrace it, as long as this NEVER happens to come upon my eyes.

Unacceptable

Perhaps, women will reverse and prefer to wear boxers instead of stringy lil' things. Oops. That's me,  so what? :)

A new, sleek approach to makeup: Ellis Faas

I used to be such a tomboy when I was growing up. I have two brothers, and I am the only girl of the family. It's funny because I definitely was not the typical girl playing with just Barbie dolls. Instead, I would play with Barbie and Transformers or some other action figure my brothers had at the time. It may seem strange to those who grew up playing with Ken and Barbie, but I rejected Ken. He was just not masculine or cool enough for my Barbie dolls.

Now, I embrace the girly girl that is unabashed to look at different colors and unique attributes to all make-up lines thoroughly and passionately. So, why the little story on my childhood? I feel that it correlates to my attraction and slight obsession with Ellis Faas when I first stumbled upon it at Bergdorf Goodman. The aesthetic of the line is innovative and quite simply something fierce. The futuristic packaging create a feeling of hardcore chic with colors that are naturally found in the human body and are inspired by it. The packaging literally makes me feel like I can still be the bad ass tomboy whilst wearing perfectly glossed lips. I recommend the lightweight foundation and concealer which blend into your skin like your own skin itself. There are three choices of lip coverage and finish: milky, creamy, and glazed. I personally love the glazed collection.

Ellis Faas allows me to fulfill my monster inside me that obsesses over the perfect lipcolors and feel like a leather pants clad-motorcycle-riding-dirty-mouthed chic that can flip out her "lipgloss bullet" on an annoying Ken. Perfect! Just kidding.

Ellis Faas is exclusively available to Bergdorf Goodman in the US. Call (212) 872-8713 for assistance or inquiries on the line.

So it finally begins...

I haven't blogged since Xanga, and I have to say I had the idea in mind for a while. I didn't get around to it because of my "schedule", but I can't put it off any longer. I love to write. How could I avoid such a thing? It's like denying that I have two hands.

I have brainstormed about many things I would like to do for my own blog, and I came up with the idea that I will write about absolutely anything that piques my interest. I have quite a habit of being obsessive or overtly inquisitive. This will be put to use for my reviews on superficial things (that girls love to love!) such as brands, skin care, makeup, clothing, accessories, etc. I will even throw in random posts about food, travel (this I need to definitely work on), art/design, city life, and so on.

Hm. I suppose I could write about philosophical things as well. HA! That will like old times... I'm only kidding. This could very well be the beginning of my own crazy diary. Let's make sure I'm not alone in my craziness. "Follow" me... it will mean a lot. Cross my heart.

To be continued...