So Gay Pride was a bit of a surprise for me. Not because it was Gay Pride, but because I’m used to seeing GP held in June across my part of the States. Despite the rain, I love Pride parades. So many colorful people – I love it.
I wandered around and had to get a picture that was in the shop…
I know, right?
Back in March of this year, I wrote about my internal clock that felt awry. I was complaining that in my heart, mind and feet, basically my body telling me it was time to move to a new state or country.
Did I predict it or what? We’re doing a move to Sweden for six months, providing the biggest concerns of mine are taken care of – a) My husband’s status to apply for citizenship is not jeopardized and b) they take care of housing.
We’ll be living in Stockholm. It ain’t cheap. I know it’s not. Mr Carinae (aka @kaadian on Twitter) joked that I need to get used to Subway sandwiches and McDonald’s as a classy and fancy dinner. *cries*
I have a travel blog that I have to incorporate here. I started it when we moved to India. I do have other pieces and parts of my travels and I have to get it all together. Bleh. Another thing to add to my to do list. Never, all those years ago, when I was a starry eyed graduate from high school and then college, did I ever imagine I’d travel and live in places that people only read about or watch on tv. I’m lucky. I know I am. I don’t take it for granted.
On that note…the rest of this week will be dedicated to Swedish brand nail polishes – Makeup Store and Depend.
Ok, my self imposed two weeks off have been good. Plus, it’s been raining here and there. When I wanted to swatch, the weather wasn’t coordinating. I got tired of trying to plan accordingly.
The sun came out last week and cooperated enough to get me re-motivated.
In the meantime, what have I been doing? Watching trashy tv (Real Housewives) and working on my friend Joanna’s blanket for her impending birth to a baby girl. I’ve been sneezing over my cat and hanging with friends. Oh and of course, job hunting. It does get so discouraging after a while, but I won’t bring that in here.
I was watching Real Housewives of Orange County tonight and just had to roll my eyes at Alexis and her, “I’m going to be a designer but I don’t know what couture means!” She gave a bogus explanation that had the girl in me who LOVES haute couture cringing…and the French speaker in me weeping for her ignorance and stupidity. Anyway, enough about trashy tv – but feel free to email me or friend me on Facebook to talk about those shows! I’ve been catching up with the Real Housewives of New York, too. Maybe it’s me, but I don’t find Alex McCord attractive at all. 🙁 She looks like a skull with a wig on. Maybe it’s me. She is not my idea of head turning. I just don’t understand why people say she’s beautiful/pretty.
I’ve got an awesome blog post and blog giveaway on a polish I am featuring in tomorrow’s post, so stay tuned!
Thanks for being so patient with me.
xoxo
Carinae L’etoile
It’s Saturday. It’s raining. But this collection from Rescue Beauty Lounge came in on Friday and sent me into a tizzy. I was only able to swatch two of the colors. I discovered I couldn’t wait until Monday to do an all four colors post…so you’ll have to settle for two on this rainy Saturday. Well, it’s raining here in California. Not sure about the rest of you, but I hope you have sunshine and rainbows. Oh, and satchels of gold. (if you get that reference, thank you.)
There’s something awry with my internal clock. Most women hear the tick tick tick of the baby bomb. Me? Not so much. I’ve been able to klunk it over the head and shut it off for a five year snooze quite often. My internal clock is different. It’s been a little over a year and I’m getting antsy. I don’t know if it’s due to the lifestyle or my mental state, but I feel like we should be moving again.
When we hit the one year mark here in California last October, something in me went, “We’ll be moving to another state or country soon! I just know it.” Maybe now I’ve jinxed myself. I don’t know. For now, I’m enjoying being back in the Bay Area…even with the humidity that makes my hair cuurrrrrl. Ugh. We almost did move after landing so soon again back in California. We thought Texas (Austin!) was on the horizon. It didn’t pan out and I was a bit saddened, to be honest.