No, this is not a new diet craze.
In case you don't reside in Dallas, don't care about football, or maybe live in a hole, let me tell you the Dallas Cowboys play the Greenbay Packers in a playoff game this weekend. While it was great to see Eli Manning and the Giants officially end their season, their loss sends the Packers right to our doorstep. Now, generally I can get on board w/ the Packers. Rodgers and Munn... I wouldn't kick 'em out of bed. In fact, coming from Iowa, people basically liked the Bears, Vikings, or Packers - and let's face it, Rodgers is fun to watch.
But that's all in the past. I don't know about you, but I'm not messing around. The Cowboys defied all odds; w/ injuries to their franchise QB and star receiver early in the season and rookies in both the QB and RB spot, I don't think anyone would have guesed they would be where they are now. This is serious business!!
In fact, I can say this is the only time in my life I've officialy boycotted cheese. I'm not sure how I will manage that with my game day pizza, but I've never met a food puzzle I couldn't solve. My apartment is laden with no cheese cut outs and I'm officially in Anti Packers mode.
Given that I watch almost every football game, and tend to talk about it in my every day life, people sometimes get confused.... "I thought you liked the _______" ( insert team of someone who played in that game ). Like most great TV shows, the longer you watch the more the characters grow on you, the greater your appreciation of the story line becomes. And like that, there are players outside of the Dallas Cowboys that I like. When watching games, I tend to have a team I'm pulling for one way or another, but if in the time you've known me, you've somehow become under the impression that I'm not a Cowboy's fan, then you really must not know me very well.
Going into the game I'm ready for a high-powered offense, a hail-mary ready defense, and some cowboys magic that I've grown to love. You might have heard that the Dallas Cowboys have the best cheerleaders of all time, and you heard right - this li'l girl is ready to GO!
Even as a very young child, whether it was learning manners or potty training, I'm told I was highly sticker motivated. When I did something correctly, my parents let me pick out a sticker and put it on a progress chart. As it turns out, things haven't changed all that much. I'm not going to lie, I still feel a sense of accomplishment when I get my "I VOTED" sticker. This year, my stickers means more to me, and not because I believe great change is coming. I'm honestly thankful to have this election behind me.
I hope it's not just that I'm getting older and more easily-annoyed by things, but this year's election process has been one of the most unbearable ever endured. Unqualified candidates aside, I've witnessed more people get their political information from memes, social media, and group texts than I'm comfortable with. As parties and friendships were divided, important issues were repeatedly diminished in favor of scandals.
Having social media leading up to the election felt like being home for the holidays with your crazy extended family for five months straight. Whether it was the unnecessary tension, the awkward conversations, random arguments, the surprising racist, people screaming, or my forced cordiality as a response, all the while questioning how these people got in my life, it just wasn't worth it - I didn't even get presents!! This year, my sticker brings a happy close to the 2016 election and a joyful farewell to the bandwagon political experts.
As for my voting experience, I voted early this year, and something unexpected happen. While I was there, a girl was teary-eyed and overwhelmed when she couldn't have an adult conversation around what happened after her mom sent her registration in for her. "I just don't know - it's my first time voting!" exclaimed the ever-melting mess to the voting official, after a bunch of quickly shot down excuses. I held back my eye-roll SO hard. Of course, everyone is entitled to their own political beliefs, and I respect any civil and educated conversation around an issue. My political beliefs aren't shaped by anyone around me, but by my own relationship with facts, and it's very difficult to take completely uneducated voters that when faced with any sort of controversy crumble into a sobbing mess seriously. I'm sure she was at the polls that day, hoping to give women a step forward, but I couldn't help but notice she was pretty much giving them a step back. As her super lucky boyfriend rushed to her side, and I remembered why I'm so thankful I don't work in retail anymore, I slipped out the door and slapped my sticker on with pride.
What am I wearing? Democracy.. Where did I get it? .. AMERICA, BABY!
Regardless of the outcome, it's up to us to write our personal path to success. Hoping to rely on anyone else to do so for us will never be the best answer. I hope you had a better voting experience than I did, and as we settle in for a historic change in our country, I can only say ... GOOD LUCK, AMERICA.
Costumes, Candy, Creativity, Cosplay... Of course I love Halloween! If it came with obligatory cheeseburgers, it'd be the best holiday in the world. If you can't tell from looking, my costume didn't come straight off the shelf. Whether it be that they're not super popular or that I'm about the size of a large child, my costumes tend to involve a large DIY component. This year, I was able to find the tail and hat, but had to get creative on the other clothing and bringing it all together. Plus, my dog always gets in on the action too.
Since, I love video games, many of my costumes are cosplay-like in nature, allowing me the ability to take on a video game persona for the Halloween festivities. I like to have fun with it and try to be as accurate as my budget can accommodate. I will also be the first person to point out that I'd much rather have a functional, fun costume than an overtly sexualized one. Though this year's Mario Kart Tanooki had some unique components.
First, though he's a strictly male figure, I opted to forgo the mustache. They're crazy to keep stuck on, and unfortunately, I wasn't growing one any time soon.
Second, in terms of long overalls, their availability to petite ladies was few and far between. I came up with a cute pair from H&M and still had to alter them to fit!
Lastly, this is by far the most skin-barring costume I've sported for many Halloweens combined, and not that I should need to defend it, but hear me out. If Tanooki DID have a female version, it would be incredibly hyper-sexualized and I guaranteed wearing less clothing than I was. For those of you who aren't super familiar with the gaming world, women characters are basically running around naked with huge boobs and Barbie-worthy proportions, while men can be old, gruff, and fat and still viably playable. So, basically like the real world. #DadBods.
Since being Tanooki, I looked up a few other women who attempted the character and they are basically in underpants and ears. I'm not sure why video game characters are developed that way or why society so desperately wants to simultaneously exploit and reward females for the sexualization of our bodies, but it's the reality we live in. Half the women I know are crippled from insecurities, the other half can't stop screaming body pride and love at any size. I wonder how many issues people have coming to grow and accept themselves and meet healthy standards, and I hope to always promote body positivity and healthy body image.
So what I'm saying is, I stand behind my costume choice and character portrayal. If video games ever create a female Tanooki, if she's not part of a plot line where she just needs rescued, I'm hoping she'd at least look close to what I came up with. If you're interested in what went on behind the look, then read on!
Overalls: H&M size 4 - I altered them because I have an extremely short torso.
Red tank: Wet Seal - it was $ 0.68 this was the cheapest thing I could find
Boots: H&M - size 5.5 in light brown. SO COMFY
Accessories: ordered online and sewn to overalls as needed.
Blue Shell: baking tin, blue paint, cardboard, and an old dog harness... adorable puppy not sold in stores.
Mario Kart car: box from Home Depot, wall paint, and worn with strings as straps. BONUS: You can attach balloons on the back if you want to simulate some special game modes.
Primer: Smashbox primer water
Founation: Smashbox studio skin
Eyes: TooFaced Natural eyes
Liner: Kat Von D tattoo liner - black
Brows: Anastasia dipbrow - ash brown, Brow wiz - medium brown
Nose: Urban Decay 24/7 liner black
Lashes: Urban Decay perversion
Lipstick: Kylie Cosmetics Mary Jo K
Hilighter: Becca champagne pop
Tanks selfie: My Mario Kart crew rollin three deep for the night!
How was your Halloween? I hope it was tons of fun!
"I woke up like this, I woke up like this.." In the world of blogging, I've come to realize a picture is actually worth more than a thousand words, and how people woke up is usually not one of their chosen moments to showcase. So, when I got to try out a bunch of new Smashbox beauty products, I was pumped to take a great before and after and share some truth on personal beauty.
I wanted to showcase a "transformation Tuesday" with my make up free face, because I really don't think there're enough photos of real women anywhere in the media. With as much as I hear from women about their insecurities or not feeling pretty enough, it's no wonder people jump from beauty trend to trend. For the Smashbox look, I wanted to showcase some classics but still remain true to my natural self. I went with a bold lip and brow but otherwise neutral face. This is by far the most dramatic brow or lip look I've rocked in a LONG time, but it was fun to try it out.
I've always loved Smashbox cosmetics, and I actually have been finding that more and more of my make up arsenal is slowly being taken over by their products. Some of the new, great things I got to try were their Lighting Theory Master Class palette, the Studio Skin foundation, and the eyelid primer. Though I have a few of their Always On liquid lipsticks, the bold red was new to me and proved to be quite a head turner.
When it came time to post my 'transformation,' I realized how unheard of it is for women bloggers to post their makeupless faces. I wondered what the reaction would be.
Isn't it crazy how women have such intense pressure placed on them to look good, to take care of ourselves, but not be over done, meanwhile, the dad bod is on the rise and we're filtering our faces every which way hoping to be beautiful? With all the negativity in the world, should we really be focusing on tearing ourselves down instead of building ourself up?
A popular blogging topic lately has been the "Power of Makeup" and all the ways we use make up to change the appearance of ourselves. I couldn't help but notice that for most people, make up changes more than just their appearance. It changes the way we feel on the inside too. While inner beauty will always be my biggest priority, I can completely understand why people feel better putting our best face forward. The intermingling of beauty, vanity, self-worth, society, and identity are certainly being exacerbated by social media. It's no wonder people everywhere struggle more than ever with their own self worth and physical appearance. Obsession over flaws, physical appearances, or just being really really good looking will never be what my life is about, but I definitely learned from this blogging experience the personal process that goes into how we use make up to present ourselves. It's no one else's business how we decide to wear, or not wear, our make up, and I feel proud that my makeup-less face is out there on the internet.
PRODUCT BREAK DOWN:
face: (all smashbox)
Primer: primer water, classic iconic primer, and 24hr eyeshadow primer
Foundation: Studio Skin in 2.3
Face: Masterclass Palette
Lip:Ruby lip liner
Lip: Always on liquid lip in bang bang
Brows: Brow tech in taupe
Brows: brow tech shaping powder in taupe
Brows: brow tech gloss
Eyes: penny lane eyeliner
Eyes: full exposure mascara, black
Eyeshadow: Masterclass Palette
Contour: Masterclass Palette
Hair: Living Proof and GHD
Waking up on my adoption anniversary is usually a little more fun than other days. I get to celebrate a day that has made a huge impact in my life. 8/8/88 (if you can't remember that, then I can't help you) the day I made my arrival, starting my #FOBtoFAB journey in the USA! I watched a video showing my family first lay their eyes on me, getting to hold me for the first time, and if you've ever seen The Lion King, it was basically like the Simba Pride Rock moment. Since then, I've been given the luxury of living a blessed life in the USA and becoming an American citizen.
I woke up this morning to find Olympic ping pong on TV (one of many stereotypically Asian traits that totally missed my skill set). The game was between the USA and South Korea. Both players were Asian. I watched this metaphor of growing up an adopted Asian American play out on the screen for a while. I mean, my internal being is basically a ping pong game between my Asian American self and my South Korean self. Did the NBC and the Olympics air this symbolic game this morning in honor of my Adoption Day? Obviously. So, I watched and thought about all the funny things that happen when you have a different story than your peers, when you're a minority raised in a culture both your own and not your own .
Going places with my white family and any white friend or boyfriend equal people thinking my parents are the white person's parents and I'm the guest.
When I get my nails done in places called Happy Nail or NAIL TIME, I get asked a series of questions, all regarding my Asianess and origin, while the native-speakers test the waters to see if I understand what they're saying.
Driving is a stereotype waiting to happen. I'm an amazing driver that parallel parks like a boss, but on the rare occasion I do something stupid on the road (especially now that I'm in a new place) I feel the other drivers judging me. "What are you DOING? Oh figures, Asian driver / woman driver..." *sigh*
Dating: if you date a lot of Asians, good luck ever getting my attention. I won't be your fetish.
For a while, I checked Caucasian on my in-school forms. I must have thought that meant a special kind of Asian, and that would have for sure been the best way to describe me. :)
People tell me I look like their friend or swear they've met me all the time. Really? Is that friend Asian.. did you see a different Asian last week? HMMmmm.. nope, it wasn't me.
Despite these whimsical additions to my every-day life, I wouldn't trade it for anything. I'm so lucky I was given the opportunity to live here. To be adopted is to have a special story, to be Asian is to have a wonderful and underrated beauty.
I love my family and friends so much, and I really believe my life is a gift.
As such, I usually throw an America party to commemorate the greatness of 8/8.
Since I'm still adjusting here, this 8/8 is setting up to be the most low-key adoption anniversary in a while, but I'll be looking back on year's past and treating myself anyhow! ((Style guide for what I wore is here www.glamcadet.com/fashion/fob-to-fab-treat-yo-self))
What stereotypes do you have to laugh off?
To my adopted readers or those who know someone adopted, what fun things do you do on adoption anniversaries?
*my little family
*a past FOBtoFAB American party
July 25th, what do you know it, marks National Carousel Day. For someone like me, any reason to be a little more whimsical will always be welcomed. So besides sharing my outfit details today, I thought I'd share a little it more about me too!
Like the intro says, despite running a lifestyle blog which focuses largely on girly things, my primary interests have long been inappropriate humor, video games, football, and food. Writing about the girlier side of things is actually a pretty big challenge for me.
The TV shows I watch are few and far between; I do not netflix and chill. I just finished watching WWE's Payperview event this weekend, and the only reality TV I really enjoy is FOOTBALL. I'm hopelessly clueless about what color is the new black or making murderers.
I'll happily watch football all week long, and I'm almost positive seasonal depression is real because I get that when the season ends.
I own the all white limited edition Xbox One and PS4, and I fondly joke that they're the white family I always knew I'd have.
I'm a dancer but am notoriously uncoordinated and find trying to be sexy awkwardly humorous. I laugh at really weird times, and I can't maintain the elusive resting bitch face that makes ice-in-your-veins babes so cool these days.
I don't actually think I'll ever be cool because I like puns too much. That and I have a long running list of popular things I kind of hate: dad bods, selfies, juice cleanses, tattoos that "mean" something, saying bae, pinterest, the bachelor, hair spray....
So, why the blog? I've been trying to embrace the girlier side of me. I still love to cook, look nice, and a great designer handbag. It's all about balance and challenging myself. For a long time, my interest seem to have impeded my ability to make friends or be in with the "cool girls," but I refuse to let who I really am stop me now.
So, here I am.
I may never outgrow cartoons, games, puns, or your 14 year old sister, but I'm here to prove that not growing up has its perks, and it can be done in style too!
Thanks again for stopping by!
- M C