Thursday, May 7, 2015

Sephora Formula X: The System

On a whim and because I needed to use a coupon I decided to pick up the Sephora Formula X three step gel nail system. I'm always looking for new ways to avoid going to the salon to get my nails done. I don't know why but there's just something about it that makes me uncomfortable. Plus, you always here those random stories of someone getting an infection and I just don't have time for that nonsense. I went in to get a manicure and all I got was a staff infection. No thank you.

The first step of the three is a nail cleanser. It feels like water and dries almost the second you put it on. It doesn't have a very strong smell either which is always a bonus.

The second step is your typical base coat. I let this dry for a minute before I put on the color polish and like the step before it, it dried pretty quickly.

Next you want to apply the actual color you will be using. I used Incandescent which is a bright peach. I have to say that Sephora is really killing it with their color range. The polish Center of My Universe has to be one of my all time favorite colors ever. After applying the color I applied one coat of top coat but with the glitters I use two to three because they seem to just eat it up.

This is after two weeks of wear. It's not a result I'd get from the salon but it's a lot better than what I would get without using the Sephora system. This is what my nails look like normally after three to four days of wear.

I'd definitely recommend the Sephora Formula X system if you're not a salon girl like me or if you're looking to save a bit of money. The three step system will run you around $32 dollars plus you get to pick a free polish to go with it. Considering they'll last you a while I'd say it's a pretty good deal and one worth getting. Do you own the Sephora Formula X system or colors?

Thursday, April 30, 2015

Bauble Bar Review and Haul!

I'm what you would call a very minimal accesorizer. I have three necklaces, all very simplistic, that I rotate wearing depending upon my outfit that day. Actually, I usually wear one for several months and then when I feel like it I'll change it out. Like I said, I'm very minimalist or I guess you could say lazy...yeah it's lazy. Recently, I've been a little bored by my overall style. I gravitate towards neutrals and while I try (and mostly fail) to get away from the black, grey and browns that fill my closet it just doesn't always happen. But, after hearing some talk about Baublebar I decided to give them a try thinking that I could spruce up my neutrals with a little bit of bright color.

Yay! The packaging that your jewels come in is adorable and you can tell that they really put a lot of thought and detail into it.
The pink is definitely my favorite of the two. The necklace has a nice weight to it, not too heavy but not too light that it feels cheap either.
This is the only thing I really take issue with and it's the same with the grey circle necklace as well. I really think that for the prices Baublebar is charging the back of the necklace should be enclosed. For me it gives a cheapness to the whole piece and is something that I would expect from Forever 21 or Target. If I'm only spending 15 bucks it doesn't bother me. But, the pink necklace was 46 dollars and I think that's pretty steep. The upside to the price is that if you sign up for their emails the offer discount codes pretty frequently and they also have a promo where they'll offer one piece a week at $10-$20 dollars.
Either I don't have the skill or I don't have the lens but that cute little clasp says Baublebar on it. It's a nice little touch I think. The last one is a cop out for sure as it's pretty neutral but it's still a lot different to the other jewelry I typically wear. And, I love the detail of the chain. (Sorry for the blurry pictures!)

The bottom line is that I would purchase again from Baublebar as they really do have some gorgeous items. I would just definitely wait until they have a discount code to give.

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

I had a C-Section! (Cesarean Awareness Month)

(This is quite a different type of post for this blog so if you decide to skip it no hard feelings. We'll be back to our regularly scheduled fun happy-times next week!)

April is national cesarean awareness month. It seems like everything has it's own month nowadays! Seeing as I recently gave birth via cesarean myself I thought I'd share my own experience and tackle a little stigma that some moms experience.

After I had my daughter I spent many nights reading support articles from women who had ended up needing c-sections as well. I was looking for support and reassurance that all the emotions I was going through were not specific to my situation alone. Thankfully, I found so many other women who decided to share their stories and for that I'll always be grateful. Being a new mom is scary and lonely. I don't know about you but those two emotions suck on their own, put them together and it's a shit show. I'm still only four months into it all and while it's definitely gotten easier it's still a learning process. I'm sure it always will be.

The main thing I take issue with and unfortunately came across in a lot of the articles (c-section or vaginal); is that somehow these mothers felt as though they had failed. That because they didn't have their child vaginally and ended up in a cold operating room as opposed to a cold birthing room this made them less than mothers who delivered "normally." Let me tell you something, "normal" is just a setting on the dryer, baby. When it comes to birthing a human the word normal shouldn't even be considered. There is such a plethora of different variables that can come into play that it's ridiculous that "normal" is even associated with birth.

During the last months of my pregnancy I had two growth scans and with each one I was told that my daughter had a pretty large head. We're talking 98th percentile here. My doctor was always very upfront with me that a c-section may be necessary and could definitely be a possibility but it wasn't something we were planning on. I would just nod my head politely, think about it for a few minutes and then go about my merry way. I'd like to sit here and say that I prepared myself for the possibility but I didn't. When those words came down I had to focus on being quiet in order to prevent myself from having a full on panic attack. All I could muster was a somewhat lighthearted rationalization of "celebrities schedule these all the time, right babe?" to my husband because he'd gone completely pale. He's Hispanic.

The issue was that I was contracting a lot faster than I was dilating. I was contracting about every 30 seconds to a minute and I was only dilated three centimeters. With the pretty regular contractions and nowhere for her to go she was getting pushed to the left side of my cervix which resulted in her becoming distressed and her heart rate to go down. It wasn't more than fifteen minutes after the hammer came down that I was in the OR and being prepped for surgery. Never in my life have I felt more alone then at that moment. I was staring up at the back of the giant light above me listening to the anesthesiologist chastise the nurses for moving me without a Dr. present. I was nervous, scared and anxious all at the same time. I had just gone through seventeen hours of labor, a manual dilation (I'll take contractions over that shit any day), having my water broken and the oh so lovely insertion of a catheter. I was done. All I wanted was to see my daughter.

Let me tell you something; the first time her little cheek touched mine? All that pain and panic went right out the window. It was the most special, magical, amazing moment of my life and the thought of failure was the farthest thing from my mind.

One of the biggest life lessons anyone can learn is that things don't always go as planned. Things change often and without notice. It's our ability to adapt and overcome that gets us through. I know everyone has their own beliefs and visions of how they want things to go, I understand that. But, if it doesn't go quite the way you expected and you do end up having a cesarean, hell if you end up getting that epidural you swore you wouldn't get, it doesn't make you a failure. It most definitely doesn't make you less of a mother. That's just ridiculous but I know you have those crazy baby hormones telling you otherwise. Crazy baby hormones are crazy! So, before you go on thinking you failed because things didn't go how you planned, remember that you created a life. And how could that be anything other than a win?