Mood Boosting Makeup... huh?!!

Coming from the most moody bitch on the planet, yea... I admit it. (That's the first step isnt it?!) This is quite an epic find. So this is Physician’s Formula Happy Booster Glow and Mood Boosting Powder. But um, can it really turn the moodiest bitch happy?!! Well, apparently it's infused with Happy Boost Blend, featuring Happy Skin and Euphoryl, natural plant extracts which have been shown to promote a feeling of happiness by mimicking the effect of Endorphins.... WORD!

Presents yo!

Wait, whaaaaat?!!! You're not up on Birchbox and Glam Bag?! Ladies- Step your G UP!

So here's the deal- for $10 a month you are shipped the CUTEST packages with 5-7 beauty samples (sometimes full size) of DOPE shit. I mean, does it get any better?!

Usually I find myself in an ill mood, and randomly checking my mail and SURPRRRRRISE! The cutest little PINK package full of goodies. And my mood swing flips to a happy mood! Here's how it works.

Birchbox! This was my first obsession. You simply go to Birchbox.com, fill out a beauty profile and commit to $10 a month (comes right out of your account, no contract) and they send you goodies! Fucking brilliant. Annnnnnnnnnnd some of it is individually wrapped, so it's like opening cute little gifts. PLUS, as an added bonus, if you end up liking the sample, you can go on the site and purchase items from that month's box at a discount. www.birchbox.com

Glam Bag! SO! Same concept, however different packaging... comes in the perfect color pink bubble wrap packaging, amazing. PLUSSSSSSS... It also comes with a very cute makeup bag every month. Yes, yes, YES! www.myglam.com

So, for $10 a month, $20 for both, how could you not NEED this in your life?!! It seriously brightens my day opening my mail box and seeing one of these packages monthly. Brands I've got- Nars, Stila, NYX, Philosophy, Essie, Juicy, Smashbox... lotions, eye creams, perfume, nail polish, hair products... Fucking DOPE.

xoxo

Allahu Akbar.. I told em don't curse me.

So I am obsessed with the whole turban trend right now. It started off with my gorgeous little sister throwing bandannas in her hair and looking so cute that I thought I should get involved. I ended up looking like 2Pac, yea- not so cute. So I decided to do a fabric store run and make my own bandanna, and thennnnnnnnnnn was completely inspired by the new Frank Ocean "Bad Religion" song that my "bandanna" turned into a turban! And waaaaaalaaaaaa. THEEEEEE cutest ever and I don't look like 2Pac! Click clack BOOM! Wanna get the inside scoop?!

Take a trip to a fabric store and pick out a couple cute prints, or as you see in this pic, I decided to go with a really pretty turquoise color that matches my eyes. All you need is a yard! Like $2.99!

On the way home get excited and start picking out an outfit in your head to go with your new head piece.

Dink dink dink. Ok, not part of the steps, but I'm weird, fuck off.

SO! Lay out the fabric. More then likely you will have a square-ish shape. Fold into a triangle and start rolling long ways toward the point of the triangle.

Thin or thick depending on how big you would like your turban. In my picture I did about an inch and a half in width.

Turban done.

Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.... style your hair, preferably in light curls or waves.

Your turban should be a long rolled piece of fabric. Place the middle of your turban on your forehead and and take the ends underneath your hair at the back of your head. Bring back up to the forehead and tie. Then tuck underneath the thickness of the band. And BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.

Allahu Akbar!

xoxo

it's nerissa, duhh.

Brooklyn. Cloudy. Jaded. Computer's dead. On the bright side, I managed to get a table near a plug in my favorite coffee shop in Williamsburg. Second latte. Sitting here trying to brainstorm ideas on how to make a million real quick, move to Paris, and find a man, or woman I suppose, who leaves me the fuck alone, but fucks me when I need to be... well, fucked. Jesus Nerissa. Ok, a million may not be realistic, but damn, can't I just be happy doing something I love? Decided I'd start a blog... again, make a demo for a sex-talk radio show I've been plotting on, and post an ad on Craigslist for an, um, slave.... or intern as they like to call them these days. I shoulda posted the ad for Jesus, because Lord knows I need him. Jameson induced nights that turn into mornings, 3 week stands, and a dollar and a dream.... word to J. Cole! ::sigh::  Welcome.