October 29, 2011 § Leave a comment
I probably have blogged more about nail polish than any reasonable person should. Here I go again! My new colour for this season is a colour called “Cinna-Snap” by Sally Hansen. I did some price comparison and for nearly four dollars more you can get a very similar version of the tone by Essie, called “Bordeaux.” Personally, I’d rather get the same look for less, and although I love Essie’s colours the coverage is not always that good.
I know, I know, you do not want to READ about nail polish!
Here are some photos!
Such a comforting, toasty bottle of radiance! I think of being curled up by a warm fire, with a wool sweater and some apple cider…
What colours spark YOUR imagination?
October 21, 2011 § Leave a comment
Today the notion came to me that I would looove to imitate some Bollywood looks for one or two formal events. It is a style where too much makeup is never enough (on the eyes especially) flawless skin abounds and it doesn’t stop there! If you feel so apt to add some jewels (or bindi) to the mix, go ahead! Right?
You won’t see me doing my makeup like that to go to church, the mall, or a restaurant. I must say though, a wedding would be a fun place to sport this persona! Maybe I could find a shalwar or sari for that day as well?
October 20, 2011 § Leave a comment
Lately I have really been liking the look of a long maxi skirt paired with a blazer and plain tee. That is not the only possible chic combo of course! I recently purchased a plain black maxi and am planning to work it this weekend, weather providing (or not). Here are a few pictures I found that show others wearing their maxi to the max!
October 20, 2011 § Leave a comment
Okay, the title is kind of lame and cliche I know! I just had to share with the world one of my favourite lines of jackets. I own three and annually have an urge to expand my coat closet. What is this collection I speak of? Soia and Kyo, a Canadian brand from Montreal! It is the sister company to Mackage (was worn often on Gossip Girl). I wore these jackets long before I ever viewed that show but upon watching, I have no regrets! These coats are at the top of their class!
Now for the story behind my title? There isn’t any, except for the fact that I found a creation of theirs, named Joana! Aww, they named a jacket after me! (Yeah, yeah…one “n” not two). There IS one I have my eye on THIS season (the Joana is from years ago…so that is a no go), yet I am unsure how likely it is I will be purchasing it. I am opting for maybe a leather jacket this year?
October 7, 2011 § Leave a comment
I am trying my hand at adding no photographs this post, hoping to conjure up a picture in the minds of my readers with words!
Part 1: Florida
It was a dreary morning at the Buffalo Airport as we boarded the plane to fly to Baltimore for a short stop, then on to Fort Lauderdale, Florida. I had never been on a plane before. In all my 23 years, I either did not have an excuse to fly, or I was terribly afraid. I know, I know, “Flying is safer than driving.” I get it. It wasn’t so much the flying part as it was this idea I had in my head about being trapped in a small compartment in the air, with no turning back. I supposed it was a mix of an overactive imagination and having a horrible habit of psyching myself out.
Needless to say, it all went well. Not a hint of panic. I must add, that if I WERE to truly have claustrophobia or a fear of flying, this would have been the worst plane to take. There was turbulence 3/4 of the way, the plane was small and there were no TVs for distraction.
Arriving in Baltimore was when we finally felt like, “We aint in Canada ANYMORE.”
A well-dressed woman stood in front of us speaking in a loud voice so everyone could hear her phone conversation.
“DID YOU HEAR? MEGHAN WAS ON TV! She must have been the most put together, good looking girl in that Starbucks, because the camera wasn’t pointing at ANYONE ELSE.” A proud mom, clearly.
We decided to order a Big Mac Meal from Mcdonald’s. We had checked the dollar difference and around this time the Canadian dollar was worth more than the US dollar, so we wanted to see if their prices were still lower.
We approached the counter as a heavyset, African-American girl shouted out a, “Can I take your order?!”
Mircea quietly asked, “Do you accept Canadian money?”
We might as well have spoken French.
“Excuse me, can you run that by me AGAIN?!”
“No, sawry we do not. I’ve never even seen it. What does it look like?”
Mircea handed the girl a 50 and she puzzled over it for a few seconds.
“I know,” I said,”It looks really foreign doesn’t it? So many different colours.”
She agreed, it looking nothing like what they were used to. We purchased the Big Mac meal and paid less money than in Canada. Regardless of how low the American dollar will dip, I suppose us Canadians will always pay more. We boarded our flight, spent two and a half hours of turbulence and voila! Florida and palm trees at last!
We spent the night there because the boat did not leave until the next day.
Part 2: A Miami Taxi and a Floating Paradise
In the morning we loaded up our minimal amount of luggage (we really under-packed) into a taxi and we were off to Miami. Our taxi driver was very interesting. She apparently was a personal friend of Richard Petty and had even raced him on some back roads. In 45 minutes we arrived at the docks. I had envisioned having time to explore Miami. Not the case. We stood around in the searing heat, then onto lineup after lineup before we finally boarded the ship.
It was much grander than I had imagined, made to look like a boat from another century in some areas, with intricate details on the walls and centre staircase. I loved all the original art that hung in the halls. If there is one thing I can say that Americans do better than Canadians, it is SUPPORT THEIR ARTISTS. Canucks can be a bit stingy when it comes to that sort of thing!
We went and had lunch up on the “Lido Deck” which was deck 9. It had an endless array of nearly whatever kind of food you could think of.
Part 3: Cozumel, Mexico
I do not have many good things to say about this place. We docked early in the morning and I woke up overjoyed to see land! We had been out at sea for an entire day and a half and I was feeling like I needed to see more than an infinite expanse of water. I saw huts and palm trees…it all looked so promising!
Reality hit once we made it past the conveniently placed Duty-Free shop situated on the docks. We were getting yelled at left and right to buy this, buy that! One funny little man, having heard we were on our honeymoon told me he would give me a “Special honeymoon deal.” He took the price of a dress (worth about $10) down to $30, having been originally priced at $55. I told him, no it wasn’t exactly what I was looking for, but I may come back if I do not see anything else. His response? “Twenty-five if you take it NOW!”
We didn’t take it.
Then we took a taxi to downtown Cozumel, bad idea. Men were walking up to us from everywhere, trying to sell us cigars off the street. You could not do anything without someone trying to charge you for it. One kind soul in a jewelery shop told me he would give me something “ALMOST FREE.” After selecting a pendant for a necklace himself (No, I did not get the novelty of choosing my own purchases) he did a few “calculations” on his calculator and came up with the price of $218.00.
I couldn’t help but laugh. Who did he think we were? I know what you’re thinking. SUCH AN AMAZING DEAL! NEARLY FREE! Sorry to let you all down, but I DID NOT take it.
We met a couple parrots, one’s name was Nicole. They were so interesting and quirky. Nicole would lie on her back in our hands like she was dead and would kiss our cheeks. The parrot aimed for the mouth but I didn’t want to be smooching a parrot anytime soon, if ever! We really wanted a memory of our two little friends but in typical Cozumel fashion, it was going to cost us money to take photos of the parrots on our own camera. We had to leave them behind with no photograph, sadly.
By the end of the day we both had had quite enough of Mexico.
Part 4: Grand Cayman
Words cannot fully describe this beautiful place! It is a British colony full of tropical fish, turtles and brightly coloured stucco buildings. Mircea really enjoyed looking at all the cars there, as many were older Japanese imports and much like the kinds of cars he likes to drive. He likened the place to Japan, I likened it to Canada. In Grand Cayman we experienced our first free wifi in DAYS. We sat down at a Dunkin Donuts shop and tried to connect with as many friends and family at home as we could. It was all very short-lived, as our boat was leaving early. I found a little soapstone turtle for my parents and a Tiffany blue coloured sun-dress for myself. I also found a tourist shirt that I absolutely adored, but Mircea had other plans and that purchase was not meant to be.
The boat left Grand Cayman behind, late afternoon and I suppose a little piece of my heart went with it. If there was any tropical island (so far) that I would choose to live, this place might be a candidate. We never got to swim with dolphins, nor did we swim with the sharks and sting rays (thankfully) but I loved every moment!
Part 5: Jamaica, No Problem!
Our last stop on the cruise was Ocho Rios Jamaica. At this point Mircea had already surprised me by buying a little Swarovski crystal swan, that I now wear around my neck! It was well worth it not to get that tourist shirt!
We were driven from the port to our destination of Misty Mountain by a man named Carlton. That was his birth name, but people call him, “No Problem Peter…because nothing is a problem, only a SITUATION.”
No Problem Peter proceeded to sing to the entire bus some Bob Marley. He then blessed us with a song called, “Shame and Scandal in the Family.” I suggest you look up the lyrics! He sang the whooole thing!
After leaving our dear friend Peter behind, we took the Sky Explorer 15 minutes up the mountain. This is very much like a ski lift. We were told that if we drop anything, we are not getting it back and we will see it for sale on Ebay in the next few days. Our feet dangled in the tropical foilage, toes clinging desperately to our flip-flops.
At the top of the mountain there was a beautiful pool with water flowing down the side. All the boat’s pools had salt in them so it was nice to be swimming in some fresh water. We then bought some water shoes (mine I am very happy with as they are three shades of neon and have “Jamaica No Problem!” written on the sides).
We were adventurous and bob sledded down the mountain, through the rain forest. It was attached to a track and much like a roller coaster. We did have brakes, but were advised against it. “Full speed, the whole time, stop at the bottom.” Was our advice.
It was a blast.
When I got to the bottom, one of the attendants snapped a picture of me on his digital camera for his own personal collection. But hey, Jamaica…NO PROBLEM!
We then climbed the famous Dunn’s River Falls. I followed closely behind a very large American woman who fell into a couple holes in front of me, legs flailing, her daughter screaming, water gushing everywhere. She was truly my hero. If it wasn’t for her falling first, I would not have known which areas to avoid.
Having climbed the falls, our journey complete, No Problem Peter took us back to the port where we boarded the ship.
Part 6: Closing
Jamaica being our last stop, we spent one more day at sea and were back home safely in home sweet Canada this weekend. I do have a new-found love of traveling, although nothing beats that crisp October air, warm sweaters and freshly made Romanian food.