That moment when you realise you’ve put too many layers of paper mache in the piñata for a five year old’s birthday party and you’re left to crack the piñata yourself.
Little treasures for little treasures. 🙂
And for comedy value, a perfectly timed shot of the piñata striking back…
I have been nominated for a blogging award! Yay! Thanks Irene Waters, I really appreciate the sentiment and I’m flattered that such a lovely writer acknowledged my work with a little nod of approval.
That said, I will not be accepting the award. Firstly because, on further investigation of said award, I found it to be more of a chain letter than an award. Secondly because I don’t want to be told how to accept an award and thirdly because I came across this post form one of my favourite bloggers…
An Award Free Blog
My sentiments exactly. I actually got halfway through my acceptance blog when I realised that by accepting this award, I would be burdening my fellow bloggers with a post full of instructions and guidelines. It was then that I decided to be a rebel and accept the compliment and not the “award”.
I love blogging. I do it because I enjoy sharing and reading stories with other people who enjoy sharing and reading stories. I’m not here to make money or to receive awards. I’m here to enjoy the virtual company of a world of beautiful, versatile bloggers. I love logging on with the knowledge that there are so many people from so many weird and wonderful places that just make me smile.
Thank you Irene Waters for making me smile with your nomination and thank you Michael Lai for the act of rebellion that inspired this post. I enjoy both of your blogs immensely and I hope my humble opinion hasn’t offended either one of you.
It’s not often that I get the urge to blog about beauty tips but this week’s photo challenge, “selfie”, has inspired me to demonstrate the amazing art of eyebrow shaping. I’ll be honest, bad eyebrows make me cringe. Far too many women (and beauticians) over-pluck their brows. Ouch! Why? Over-plucked brows make you look tired, old and in some extreme cases, permanently surprised. And what’s with the eyebrow tattooing? There’s absolutely no need for that! I know they say beauty is pain but it doesn’t have to be torture!
The best piece of beauty advice I have to offer is, find yourself a great brow artist. A great brow artist is not your beautician. She is a specialist and she will probably tell you to grow your brows as much as possible before she gets her hands on them. She will then shape your brows with military precision, tint them and maybe even pencil in an imperfection or two. When I leave my brow artist, I look like I’ve had a brow lift, she’s just that good.
So, here are my selfies, with and without a surgery-free brow lift from the lovely Jazz Pampling.
I don’t often photograph objects, I’m more of a people person. However, when I caught my boyfriend doting over his newly blooming tomato plants, I just couldn’t help myself…
“Look babe, tomatoes!”