The Price of Beauty,

That's the name of Jessica Simpson's new show on MTV. It's basically about her and her two friends; CaCee Cobb & Ken Pavés, travelling the world and exploring different kinds of beauty.
I'm usually not one for MTV shows, because, let's be honest here, most of them are...well lame. (The Hills, My Sweet 16??)
But I actually find this one interesting and I've seen a few episodes now. It's very interesting to see what people all over the world consider beautiful. Because let's face it people; Beauty is kind of a big thing all over the globe wether we like it or not.

Because of my line of work; a Cosmetician, I deal with beauty, beauty-ideals, issues and things like that every single day. So some people might think that I'm superficial, because that is (sadly) how most people stereotype anyone that works in that line of business.
I would like to say that I'm not though. Yes, I do care what I look like and I do spend alot of time and money on the way I look, dress etc. But that's because I like it. I love shopping, I like trying out new hairstyles and I enjoy taking care of myself. My cupboards are filled with cremes, lotions, scrubs, masks and everything you could possibly imagine but I still wouldn't say I'm superficial.
Because I do put a great value in personality and inner beauty. Because we all know that being beautiful on the inside is so much more important. And that should always come first, but is it really that bad to want to look good? Because I think that if you think you look good, you feel good.
What matters is what you think, not everyone else. So as long as you're happy, everythings great, right?

But that's enough ranting and thinking for tonight. Now a song that's been stuck on my head for days now, it's strangely cute.

I really don't need to spend any more quality time with Mr. Toilet Bowl in the near Future.

So this weekend was, um, nice. Saturday was spent with my work-comrades bowling, eating and then going out. We had fun. Then I kinda ditched them to go dancing with my friends at a club. Awesome. Oh it would have been, or it was until; I started to feel like shit.
Note to self; never accept shots that your not one hundred percent sure of whats in them. EVER again. Savvy? Espc. not since you've had several other shots (amongst other alcoholic beverages) before that.

I spent my Sunday morning having some quality time with Mr. Toilet Bowl. Not Cool. Then I went back to sleep, then I went shopping but as you can guess my heart, mind and soul wasn't in it *wink*. So when I got home I went bac to sleep. I had a day off today which was probably good.

I could say that I'm never drinking again, and truth to be told that's what went through my mind when I stumbled into bed on Saturday/Sunday Night/Morning. But then I would be lying. Ugh.

I'm so Over and Out.

I'm so not hugging you in the near future.

I'm sorry Patrick Jane, but I might just elope with Dean Winchester instead of marrying you.

Hey, long title and pretty strange I know.

Today was normal. Which in a way was very relaxing. Later I'm going to pick up my friend from the Airport. Probably should get ready for that but I ended up here instead. What a surprise.

So, I've been watching Suoernatural a lot lately; hence this post's title. Just because it's awesome. It's about supernatural things, and starring two very attractive guys, how can I not like it?
And once again a fictional character has stolen my heart. Yeah, I'm so crushing on Dean Winchester right now. I think I might even leave my imaginary-husband Patrick Jane for him and elope.

I'm sorry Patrick, but this guy is awesome. And so damn cute.

Bad Things.

I just had to. I'm reading the True Blood books right now. And the TV-series are...well awesome. Twilight is ok but it's so refreshing to see real non-sparkling vampires for once. And the theme-song is so great. Jace Everett's voice gives me the chills and suits the sexiness of the series perfectly, don't you think?

Back in Not-Black.

 That was so far from witty that I even cried a little...

So I'm back from the fair in Vasa. It was a very...interesting weekend of nothing else. Very exhausting too because it takes about 5 ½ hours to drive there from here. Nice.

It was fun to do something else, see alot of exhibits and stuff. Live at the hotel, something you don't do too often *wink*. Scandinavian Hunks was there as well, so I got to see them again. But it wasn't all the same guys as last time, one of them actually looked freakishly alot like this guy I know...with a much more toned bod, (if you catch my drift) but still. All in all, it was a fun weekend.

Now back to so called reality.

Over and Out.

Suit Up!

 Just because I'm Bored. I just love Barney Stinson. He's Awesome.

Katy Perry is Pretty Wicked.

So I'm sitting here listening to Katy Perry of all things. And I've come to realize that I actually like her music. And not only that her whole style. She is pretty cool. And she's marrying Russell Brand of all people, a man I find extremely funny and wicked.

She is pretty beautiful, isn't she? And I just adore her style, am I the only one?

And now a song from her new album; Teenage Dream. I just love this song.

Peace Out.

Sunday.

Sunday again then eh. Friday and Satirday night was spent crusing around with my mates. It was fun and different. Just drifting around basically everywhere.
I love doing things like that. Because something something that simple can be so much fun and relaxing.

Today...I haven't done much. Done some things around the house, checked Spotify for new, awesome music. And watched loads of Dexter episodes. I love that show.

But enough ranting.

Peace Out.

My Legs Are Popsicles. Oh Goody.

We had a product/treatment training/lecture/whatever thing today. Some kind of Weight-Loss thing. It seems very interesting and I think it might just work! My legs feels like popsicles right now though since one of the treatments were all about Cold.Very strange indeed. BUT I can also honestly say that my pants are looser.


And just because I have this thing for posting music-videos right now and the fact that I've been surfin the YouTube again, I give you; One of the greatest songs ever. CCR's Bad Moon Rising.

Five Colours In Her Hair.

I'm sorry. I just had to. They're just so...cute. I used to love these guys and you have to admit; the song is catchy. I actually miss McFly. Oh well. Enjoy.

Carrie Bradshaw; The Patron Saint of Shoes?

A couple of years ago, hell even one year ago you wouldn't have caught me dead in a pair of heels.I thought they were deathtraps that would never make their way onto my feet. Well, that and I couldn't walk in them.

Now, it's a whole different story. I've practised and can actually walk in heels now. So I find myself drooling infront of shoe-shops slightly too often. Watching old Sex and the City reruns doesn't exactly help. I mean Carrie Bradshaw has to be a spokesperson for shoes everywhere.  When I think about it...not only shoes but fashion over all.

Just look at these examples. They are fabulous, the fact that SJP seems to be able to pull of basically anything does help though.
So where does my newly found obsession with shoes begin? I've always adored Carrie's shoes way before I was able to walk in something remotely like them. But now when I can, and I have the money to buy them, they seem to find their way into my closet. Awesomeness.
I have personally fallen inlove with the brand; Tamaris. Check out this link for some of their gorgeous ankle boots.
Right now though I'm in search for a pair of comfrotable, basic and good looking pumps.

Something like these. What is your favorite type of shoe? I'm a boot girl myself, has something to do with the Rocker Chick inside me I think.
And since my cousin was yapping to me about quitting his blog (I know!) I promised that I would put up a link here, so if you want, check it out. It's actually pretty funny, he's a whiz at photoshopping and puts up his work frequently. And ah, then there's his obsession with Alvin and the Chipmunks. Yeah. I choose not to comment that. Yeah.


Charlie (I felt like calling myself that today) Out.

I am officially Insane and Looking at Furniture.

I am sitting here, surfing the interweb and looking at sofas and other furniture. I am so stupid.
a) I don't have an apartment yet.
b) I'm getting way too overexcited about furniture that might not even suit/fit into my future apartment. Which I still don't have!
c) This has to be mentioned three times; I Do Not Have an Apartment. So why on earth am I looking at furniture?

Anyway. This is what I've found so far;

  I definitely want one of these couches. I adore that couch-style and they're mucho comfortable.

How cute are these?

I fell inlove with this! It's modern-ish, yet vintage-ish and so homey and liveable!

And last but not least. This just screamed my name. Honest!

September, let's all join the Self-Pity-Party.

Today was my day off, and as most of my day's off goes I did nothing. And I kinda hate myself a little for it . Because there's just so much to do and I just wasted an entire day doing nothing. At all. It's scary and frankly a wee bit dissapointing.That's a crappy feeling, being dissapointed at yourself.
So my next day off I'm going to actually do something and not just lay around infront of the telly all day.

Eating loads of chocolate, drinking chocolate milk...then groan when you realize that your skin is going to totally break out and form a little zit party around your chin area. But then I just shrug it off and think to myself I'm allowed to do this, today and maybe tomorrow. But then I can't eat chocolate until next month! Yep I'm trying to not be such a chocoholic. I am only allowed to have chocolate once a month, there now I have it in writing, with you readers as my witnesses. I hope that helps, really I do.

I know I whine alot and often talk about "bettering" myself, don't we all? But this time, this time I'm actually going to go through with it.

Oh help me someone.

What have I gotten myself into?

And now just to torture myself.

How can anyone possibly say no to...THAT! 
Man I want Chocolate.
This is going to be one hard task, let's hope I make it.

Peace Out.