Pimp My Deck – The Before

Pimp My Deck

I moved into my new place in January and I have nothing left to decorate, so I thought! Turns out my deck is fairly big and very bare; Project Pimp My Deck is on.

It’s currently being used as a bicycle parking spot.

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First up is to wash it!! Then I need some comfy seating and some plants. I want to create a cool chill zone to hang.

Since patio furniture can get pricey, I am going to need to shop around and find some good deals. I’ll mix some more expensive pieces with some super great deals.

I got these giant pots at Walmart and they were a super deal! I bought the last two, so not sure if they just wanted to get rid of them?

My deck is bigger than it looks; I think people gravitate towards small things for small spaces, but I think the space will look bigger if you have a few big pieces.

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I think these plants will look great once planted; that tall plant is a lavender; I love the smell of lavender and I think it’s a mosquito repellent?

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I ordered this chair below, which is super comfy, from Terra Verde; it’s manufactured in Quebec and it should be here within the next three weeks, I can’t wait! Can you guess what colour I ordered?

Remember I said that patio furniture can be expensive? In comparison this chair wasn’t super expensive and it’s made right here in Canada, so yay! I will share more on the company who makes them in my big reveal post.

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I’ll be posting my progress pics on my Oui-Liette Facebook page and will share the Big Reveal on my blog; stay tuned!

Thanks for reading.

Liette… muah!! I thought I could get away without the muah at the end this one time, but I can’t, lol. It’s bad enough we can hug people in real life, I am not giving up my fake air kiss.

Taking It Off! Month 3

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Week 9

Week 8 was a bit of a struggle mentally, but I am starting week 9 with more mental calmness.

Reaching out to my little brother for encouragement and support may not have been the best idea?  Here is the pic I sent him and our text exchange.

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Note to self, don’t look to others for comfort and support…oh and brothers are annoying!! Lol. We like to tease each other. He is tall and lanky, I am not!! I will plot my revenge!!

Not that his comments got to me, but I’ve decided to smile in my monthly selfies moving forward.

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Week 9 pic, smiling and have some makeup on, not because my brother said I looked old!!

I haven’t shared anything to date about what I have been eating. My first month or so I was diligently counting my points. As the weeks went bye, I felt like I knew what I could eat without being so obsessed with tracking.

For the last three weeks, I’ve tried to listen to my body and the pounds seem to be falling off nicely. I am not obsessing over food and I am trying to really be mindful of my emotions and not using food to sooth me.

Last night I ate out with a friend, I ordered pasta and it was delish!! I ate maybe 1/4 of what was on my plate. I put my fork down and asked myself if I was satisfied? Not out loud, that would be weird! Turns out I was satisfied and I wasn’t hungry anymore, so I boxed it up and brought it home.

I am realizing that I don’t have to end each meal or snack feeling super full…who knew?!

Will I go back to counting my points? Maybe? But this is working for me now.

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This is the snack that I have pretty much every night. Two graham crackers, some chocolate chipits and a few marshmallows. I pop them in the toaster over and voilà!! Just enough sweetness; I don’t deprive myself of anything.

Week 9’s weigh in is an impressive 0.6 pounds! But, that’s ok, because I figured out why I was so cranky and off last week; oh the joys of being a woman! I am pretty sure I am retaining a good 7 pounds of water!! Lol, ok, maybe 2??

I am a bit worried about next week, I’ll be out of town for work, eating in restaurants, for a full week. I will do my best to make good choice, let’s see how I make out.

Week 10

I left Vegas on Friday, it’s now Sunday night and not being able to follow my new eating routine is getting me down. Plus I am feeling super stressed about my upcoming event, I am fighting really hard to not stress eat.

Oh, I should add that our first night here we ended up at a pub for dinner where everything on the menu was super fatty. My coworkers devoured warm pretzels with cheese sauce. I resisted, I had 3 wings, a small slice of pizza and like 10 glasses of water!!

It’s 9:30pm, Monday night, and I just finished dinner, ugh!!! Being on the road is hard!! I don’t like eating dinner that late.

It’s Friday and I just got back from Arkansas, I’ll get weighed tomorrow morning and to be honest, I have no clue what the hell the scale will read? I could be up 5 pounds or down 5?

Week 10 weigh in and I am down 1.2!! For a grand total of 17.8 pounds!! This week was so busy that I didn’t eat properly; one day, I had a cookie for lunch, not cool. But I am back home and my fridge is full of healthy stuff.

Week 11

I am starting the week psyched! I just tried on my inspiration outfit, which is a sequin pencil skirt and a black top; both I bought because I loved, but they were both too small, and now they fit!!

Ok can we talk about that last statement for a minute? Why do woman buy things that don’t fit us?? We buy with the goal that we will lose weight, but we usually don’t! And those articles hang in our closet silently judging us and making us feel bad!! I bought that skirt 3 years ago!!! Although I am proud that it finally fits, I bought it 3 years ago!!! I am making a vow to myself that I will stop buying things that don’t make me feel fabulous and fit.

Back to my inspirational outfit; I am going to see Mariah Carey’s Christmas concert in November. My friends and I bought tickets in June and knowing I was ready to start my weight loss journey, I told my friend that my goal was to fit into this outfit by November.

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Ok, so, this doesn’t look fabulous laying on my bed, lol, but trust me both pieces are really nice! The top is off the shoulder, but with long sleeves.

I woke up the day before my weekly weigh in and instead of losing, I am proud to say that I found something; I found my waistline!!! I was losing hope that I would ever see her again, lol.  I am excited for tomorrow’s weigh in. I am feeling really good this week, so I will be fine whatever the scale has to say. (Like the scale just randomly spits out numbers and I have no accountability on the numbers, lol)

I am happy with week 11th  weigh in, but I’ve decided that I am not going to share my weekly numbers until I reach my goal of 30 pounds. I am going to hold back to create a bit of surprise and anticipation!! I will share if I’ve had a good week or a bad week and my struggles and victories.

Week 12

First of all, let me say that I am really proud of myself for making it to week 12!!! I feel really good, I feel lighter, spiritually, not just physically.

Work is super busy, my biggest event of the year starts next week, but I am feeling like “I got this!”. I also attended my third and final grief counseling and I think it really helped.

That being said, the only things I felt like eating this week were chocolate or sweet things! I do have one sweet treat a day, but this week, I seriously wanted to eat cookies at every meal. Not just at every meal, for the meal!!

I did resist and I am looking forward to my weigh in tomorrow morning. If all goes well, I may need a celebratory cookie!! Lol

My weigh in went well, slow and steady wins the race. I am down a size and a half-ish!!

I can’t wait to go back to Moncton and see my family and show them how I am doing. Two more weeks!!!

Bring on month 4!

muah!

Liette

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Taking It Off! Month 1

Taking it off! Month 1

Week 1

My first week was great! I lost 2.9 pounds! I really didn’t have any cravings, that’s what I like about Weight Watchers; if you need a bit of chocolate, you can have some. It’s all about moderation and planning.

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Ok, I don’t look any thinner… yet, but I think it’s super important to make yourself feel good no matter what size of jeans your butt is in at the moment. So I got a fresh color, I hate to ruin anyone’s image of me, but I am a bottle blonde.

Week 2

I was on the road all week. Usually when at a show, we eat a lot of junk, but I behaved! When dining out I had salads and stayed away from the bread they put on the table. I didn’t count my points because we ate out every meal, which is not ideal, I know.

That being said, I was up 1.5 pounds, but in my defense, I started my period the day before I got weighed. For my male readers, a period is when you get bloated, retain water and are easily annoyed by stupid people!

I believe that I am actually down a bit or at least flat from last week; which for a week on the road is awesome! So I am not going to let the scale get me down this week; but that little bitch better be kinder to me next week!!

Week 3

After last week’s gain, I was happy to see the number on the scale go down. I lost 3.6 pounds this week, for a grand total of 3 pounds, in three weeks!! Omg this is my slowest weight loss ever!!!

I thought I would lose 10 pounds my first month, mother frigger!! Lol, but instead of throwing in the towel and walking over to the Cheesecake Factory, yes I live within walking distance to a Cheesecake Factory!!! I am going to put my big girl granny panties on, suck it up and be more focused this week!!

My goal for week 4 is 3 pounds, because a goal 7 pounds in a week seems a bit too optimistic, even for me!!

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Week 4

Omg! Finally! I feel like I am getting somewhere; this week I am down 4.6 pounds, yay me!!! I know this seems like a lot in one week, but I have a lot to lose.

I was trying not to lose my motivation and to stay positive, but 3 pounds in 3 weeks wasn’t  exactly awe inspiring. I am down a grand total of 7.6 pounds, a little short of my 10lb goal, but I’ll take it.

I feel like I need to get the first 10lbs out of the way; like the first 10 aren’t very glamorous, because they aren’t noticeable, on me anyway, I am 5’7. But the next 10 is when I will start to feel it.

So what did I do differently this week? Nothing, I think it just took a few weeks to kick in? Like my body was thinking, mmm not sure what is going on here??

My goal for month 2 is 10 pounds and I am going in feeling strong and excited. I feel that I am in a great mindset and I believe that is key. I am not eating my feelings and I am really not that hungry. I make sure that I am satisfied, so I am by no means depriving myself. I had a chocolate chip cookie the other day, it was so yummy! But I had half of it and then saved the other half for later, I spread the yummyness. I could have woofed it down, but after eating half I decided that I was satisfied, so I put it away and ate it later.

I am trying to be more mindful of what I am eating and why I am eating. So bring on month 2!! Oh and I apologized to the scale for calling her a little bitch, we’re friends again.

muah!

Liette

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Taking It Off! Kick Off!

Taking It Off! Kick Off!

Let’s get started!

This post is my personal weight loss journey. My weight has always fluctuated and to be honest, I have never wanted to be super skinny. I like my curves and realistically, I am not made to be uber skinny and I am 100% ok with that.

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After moving to Las Vegas three years ago, I feel like I put on the freshman 10…or 15 pounds that people gain when they go away to university, but I put them on in my late forties. I played with those extra pounds for years, I gained and lost the same ten pounds.

Then in October of 2018 we found out my dad was terminally ill; for the next 8 months I used food to cope with my feelings and comfort myself, as millions of people do.

 

Now I am ready to deal with my emotions; I have been crying a lot!! But I feel that I was numb for the first month and now I am starting to thaw. So I am going to give myself permission to feel all the feelings!

I will be following Weight Watchers, I have had success with this plan before and it works with my lifestyle and I am loving their app!!

I will share monthly updates, but will post them one after another. So I am writing in real time, but will be sharing them back to back for a week; so you won’t have to wait months to see my results. As you are reading this first post, I already know how this ends…ok, I don’t know yet, but I will by the time I start posting .

I anticipate missing Sugar the most, I am truly addicted!! Wish me luck!!

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Made sure not to smile in my before shot, apparently you are supposed to look a little miserable in the before pic; pretty sure it’s a rule. Also went with the no makeup look…oh and my hair was dirty.

muah!!

Liette

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You’re so vain!

You’re so vain! Actually, I am so vain!

(Hey if you’re super squeamish, skip this post; I’ll be sharing some pictures of stitches and stuff.)

I am aware that the word vain has a negative connotation; it means into yourself, self absorbed…self this and self that, just plain selfish!

I would say that I can be vain, in the sense that I care about my appearance, but I don’t think I am selfish? I post a lot of pictures of myself on social media and in my blogs. I am certain some would call that vain? But to be honest I don’t really care. I try not to judge others and anyone who feels the need to judge me can suck it!! So there! Lol, ouff I am feeling feisty!!

Recently my vanity led me to make an appointment to see a dermatologist for the first time. I had this little, super little, skin colored thing on the bridge of my nose that I wanted removed. I’m certain no one else noticed it, but I knew it was there and I wanted it gone!

Well it turns out that that little thing was cancerous! Did my vanity save my life? Well that maybe a bit dramatic? But did it save my nose? Maybe??

You can see it in this pic.

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I had been meaning to make an appointment for the past year to get checked, but I just kept forgetting about it. Then before I moved back to Canada from Las Vegas I finally made an appointment.

I called on a Thursday and had an appointment the following Friday! My fellow Canadians will be able to relate to my shock and excitement of getting in to see a dermatologist that quickly.

After a full body exam the doctor removed a few things; 5 things to be exact. And by removed, I mean he used what looked like a razor blade to cut them off. He froze the spots so it didn’t hurt.

I went home with my new wounds. They were annoying, but not painful. I would need to return in a few weeks for a follow up and  to get the results of my biopsies; they have to test anything that they cut off your body apparently.

By the following day the cut on my nose was red, but was starting to scab over. I felt a little self conscious, but I went about my normal daily routine.

Within a week I was all healed up and on the go; the following week I was back at the clinic  for my results.

The doctor told me that he had good news and not so good news, mmmm, this didn’t sound promising. Turns out 4 of my samples were fine, but one came back cancerous. This isn’t what I was expecting on this sunny Friday afternoon.

The next thing I knew, the doctor and I were looking at a picture of the different skin layers and he was explaining what the next step would include. To be honest, I could hear him talking, but I only have a vague recollection of what he said.

I do remember asking him if it was pre-cancerous? I must not have heard him correctly the first time? Turns out I had and it was not pre.

I left the clinic and called a friend who asked me a bunch of questions that I couldn’t answer. I remembered him saying it was the kind that moved very slowly  and that they would take skin off my nose, test it onsite and if they got it all, they would stitch me up. But if there were still cancerous cells, they would dig deeper.

I also remembered him saying that I would have stitches for a week to 10 days. The following day I called back and asked for the name of whatever it was that I had so I could google it.

It was nasal cell carcinoma, which is super common for caucasiens. I was happy that my caucasien ass and nose were getting ready to move from the desert back to the Arctic where I/they belonged. Yes, I’m fully aware that people in Canada get skin cancer, but at that moment, I felt like this place was inhospitable to my pasty white Canadian skin!!

The day of my procedure my friend Staci game with me for moral support, thank you Staci!!!

I waited maybe 15 min before my turn. I was on a table and the doctor was freezing my nose.  I thought it would be similar to going to the dentist, they prick you with a few needles and you wait for it to kick in? Nope, it wasn’t like that; whatever he used froze me instantly. It was so fast that it took me a minute to figure out that he had already started doing his thing and then it was over. I swear it took less than 3 min from start to finish.

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Oh I forgot something, when I arrived and was sitting there waiting for my turn, I noticed that everyone who walked out had huge bandages. I worried thinking, man why does everyone look like they’ve had large chunks of their faces chopped off?

I quickly found out why; once done phase one they sent you back to the waiting area while they tested your, well your flesh I guess, lol. If all was clear you would then go back in to get stitched up.

Within 20 min, I was back on the table getting stitched up. I was all clear! Yay!

Since everything had gone so fast and well, I imagined that I would have a small clean cut. He kept telling me everything looked good and it would heal well.

At one point I asked him how many stitches he was giving me, because it was taking a long time. He said there were a few underneath that would dissolve on their own and some on top that would need to be removed…ok..

I was relieved when he said he was finished and his assistant would clean me up and put a smaller bandage. As she was prepping, I snapped a quick selfie and OMG!!

It looked like I’d been hit between the eyes with a hockey stick. Ugh this had just taken a shitty turn, my poor nose!

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I sent this pic to my mom and she said I looked sad and a little high. I think a little high would have helped!! She then said you look like a hockey player…see, told you!!!

They sent me home with a small bandage that would come off the next day. As my face started to thaw and throb, I thought this would be a great time to start my very own pity party for one.

Yes, I realize that I am fortunate that it was caught early and that I will heal and hopefully not have a huge scar. And yes I realize that others have much worse life threatening health issues and I’m being a whiny baby, bla, bla, bla!! But at that moment I just wanted to be pitiful! I am vain, remember that part from the beginning of my story?

I eventually fell asleep and woke up to find my bandage hanging off the side of my nose. I must say that I did wake up with a better attitude. I decided that instead of hiding myself away, I would go out there and own this big gash on my nose. And by go out there, I meant that I would be working from home for the next three days until I’d be forced into the public to fly back to Canada, lol.

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Trying to be positive, I  focused on how well the rest of my skin looked, sans makeup.

I mustered up the energy to put on some lip gloss before heading out to the grocery store. My next stop was to the pharmacy so that the pharmacist could look at me and tell me it looked the way it was supposed to look. That night I went out to eat with one of my friends; ok I did pick a restaurant that I knew wouldn’t be busy, but I was still out.

Here is some advice for anyone dealing with face stitches; stay away from large magnifying mirrors the day after your procedure? Trust me you don’t need to see all of that magnified!! It’s not good for your spirit, sadly, I only realized this after it was too late.

Before I continue to whine, can we take a quick  look at the two pics below?

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The photo on the right is Sunday night and the one on the left is Tuesday afternoon. Please feel free to stop reading at any point if you think I am making a big deal out of nothing. Side note, it must be nice to be perfect without a tinge of vanity, good for you!! Lol, sorry, moving on.

Recovery Day 2

I was expecting my movers first thing that morning, so I brushed my teeth, washed my wound and put my baseball cap on because my hair was dirty. I realize that my vanity seems to be wayning, because I couldn’t care less what the hell I look like. I dig through my purse to find my lipgloss and then think, fu&$ it!!

The movers start boxing up and loading all my shoes on the truck, including the sneakers that I had set aside to wear for the next two days.  I suddenly have two options, pink fuzzy slippers or winter boots; fuzzy slippers it is!

As I am walking through Whole Foods in my slippers looking like I’ve been beat up, I feel that I’ve hit an all time  personal low; and I don’t even care. I fear that I’m one step away from Walmart in my pajamas? Slippers in Whole Foods is certainly the gateway to Walmart in pajamas??

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At least my nose has stopped bleeding and leaking gross stuff. I see people that I know and they tell me it’s not as bad as they thought it would be; they are obviously big fat liars!! My pity party had been replaced by annoyance and anger.

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I am getting my hair done tomorrow, clean hair should help camouflage what looks like a bloody caterpillar on my face.

Recovery Day 3

I woke up this morning to an extra special treat, my eyes are starting to bruise, yay me!!

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Trying real hard to stay positive the only thing I can come up with is that the yellow ish coloring does make my blue eyes pop; so there’s that. I did make an effort and put on a bit of eyeliner and gloss. I am on my way to get my hair done.

My hairdresser always makes me feel awesome! I needed this little pick me up. Hey never underestimate the power of a fresh color and blow out!

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My wound is very red today, I am hoping that’s a good sign?? It’s my last day in Las Vegas, I fly out in the morning.

Recovery Day 4

No hiding today I will be flying all day. Before leaving for the airport I consider extra red lipstick, but that may just draw more attention?

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I ham it up a bit afted being dropped off at the airport. I almost forgot what I looked like, until I see the picture, but it’s fine. Canada here I come! Side note for all the men out there, if a woman says fine, it’s sooooo not fine.

Recovery Day 5

Someone asked me if I got a nose job? I tell them that I’m pretty sure that when you get a nose job they don’t cut the top of your nose! Some people are dumb!! The angry stage has apparently arrived.

Recovery Day 6 & 7

Blah! Over it!!

Recovery Day 8

Recovery Day 9

The doctor originally told me the stitches would need to stay on for 7 to 10 days, it’s 9 days, they need to come off!!

I feel like the stitches are pulling my skin. I can’t wash my face or put face cream on without that pulling feeling. It’s becoming really uncomfortable.

I have a cocktail party tonight and things planned for the weekend. If these stitches don’t come off I may hurt someone…I am not kidding, things could get ugly.

I was able to get in to see my doctor who tells me I need an appointment to get into the clinic at the hospital where they take out stitches. I’m on the verge of crying when she says, let me call and see if they can take you?

She comes back and says, go now!!! She said tomorrow they have 165 appointments; it’s almost 2pm and it closes at 3, so off I go!!

Thank you Sherrie at Clinic C and nurse Heather who took my stitches out!! They took me right away; I was in and out within 15 min.

I instantly feel better!!

Recovery Day 10

Everything seems to be flattening out, still red, but getting better. Because everything was swollen, my skin seems to be peeling a bit.

Recovery Day 11

I’m finally feeling like people aren’t just staring at my nose; and I’m thankful that I seem to be healing well. I figure that in another week I’ll be pretty well all healed up!

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The drama seems to be over! Again, I am aware that in the grand scheme of things, this was a very minor health scare. And I am super fortunate that it was taken care of early and quickly.

During a pep talk from one of my friends, which I appreciated her effort. I felt the need to reminded her that whenever she has a pimple on her face it ruins her day and sometimes her week. So maybe I’m not the only one who is vain? I think we all are? Maybe vain isn’t the right word? Maybe it’s proud?

Whatever it is, I think it’s human nature to want to look your best and that even if you think you’re a relatively confident person, you aren’t immune to bouts of self doubt.

I hope that this post motivates you to make an appointment for your yearly check up! Especially if it’s been a few years! My little spot could have been a lot worse had I put off getting it checked. Who knows what my nose would have looked like had I waited a few years??

Thanks for reading!!

muah!

Liette (your sassy, vain and at times drama queen blogger!)

 

 

 

 

Bangs, are they ever a good idea?!

Bangs, are they ever a good idea?

After last week’s heavy post, I really felt that I needed to write something light and fluffy. I write about what’s going on in my life, the good, the bad and the funny; and this week it’s all about getting bangs!

While considering getting bangs, I did some serious soul searching. What is going on in my life at the moment that makes me think that getting bangs is a smart life choice? What makes me think that I can pull them off, this time? Yes, this time, because I’ve had bangs before, several times actually, and I’ve instantly regretted them every time.

What is causing this mid-life bang crisis??? Should I just ride out the urge until it passes?

I have decided that I am going to give bangs another try; maybe it’s because I am an optimistic, but I feel this time, this time will be different! This time I will love them! Even thought there is nothing in my past that supports this theory.

I did a bit of research, if you google, should I get bangs, the first thing that comes up is NO!! No, you should not get bangs, lol. I am going into this knowing deep down inside that this is probably a horrible idea; yet my mind is made up, there is no going back now.

Let’s examine the psychology behind getting bangs shall we? I think the urge to get bangs is definitely a sign that you are going through some emotional phase in your life. The last time I got them was just before I moved from Canada to Las Vegas, note to self, that bang was  not my best look.

Maybe it’s a way to celebrate new beginnings? Or a need for change? It’s one of those things that in hindsight, seemed like a good idea at the time, but as so many things in life turns out to be a big fat disappointing mistake! Lol

During my last hair appointment, I told my hairdresser that I wanted bangs. I had also told her the last time I got bangs and was growing them out: “if I ever ask for bangs again, tell me no”. For my own safety, she put me on a 30 day waiting period.

Instead of complying with my request, she negotiated a beginner bang. She said, let’s do it in steps; I agreed, but secretly  wondered why she was raining on my bang parade? We came up with a plan; if I still wanted a fuller bang after my waiting period, she would jump on the bang band wagon with me.

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Last months hair, notice the slight long fringe bang.

So here we are; I have 3 more days until I get banged. I found this picture of the type of bang that I want. And in my current state of delusion, I am convinced that I will look exactly like the pic below. And yes, that is Kate Moss.,,the super model; in my mind, I am going to look exactly like Kate Moss…the super model, lol.

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Note to self, make sure to wear lots of blush on Thursday, a la Kate Moss.

Here is the last time I got banged, see below, so it’s not horrible on the surface. And for my male readers, who haven’t gotten bored by all this bang talk yet and are still reading, lol; I am sure they are probably wondering what all the big fuss is about?

The big fuss is that bangs in general are usually always a bad idea! And every woman knows this to be true; you wake up in the morning and they are all jacked up. The months and months that you suffer through growing them out are excruciating. Especially that phase where they are always in your eyes. You know, those 4 to 5 months it takes before they will tuck behind your ears again.

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So why am I so sure that this time be different? I have no fu&@ing clue? I am obviously delusional? Lol

I do think that bangs or a drastic hair cut are a sign that something is going on in your life. And that makes sense, because I do feel that I am going through a transitional time in my life at the moment; I am on a weight loss journey, doing awesome, in case anyone is wondering!! I will be celebrating a big birthday next year; oh and I am questioning my life in general…so yeah, there’s that.

My hair is super long at the moment, maybe longer than it’s  ever been in my life? I wanted a change, but I didn’t want to cut the length just yet, that’s pretty much how I got to my big bang decision.

It’s been two days since I got banged and so far so good. But keep in mind I am in Vegas, where there is zero humidity, let’s see how they look next month when I am in the deep south, lol.

I guess bangs can sometimes be a good idea? Maybe my bang trauma goes back to my childhood when my aunt used to cut my hair?? Here’s a question, what was up with moms cutting their kids bangs in the ‘70’s?? Lol

So have your ever had a bad bang experience? Do tell!

Oh and here I am trying to channel my best Kate Moss!!! Her bangs are a bit longer than mine; and even though I loaded on the blush, it still wasn’t enough. Ouff, being a fake super model is tough. I do think that the lighting in my pic is better than hers, take that Kate!!! Lol

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Thank you for reading my serious posts and my silly ones.

muah!

Liette

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