Best Break Up Song Ever

To be honest, I'm not a Britney Spears fan and never really have been but I think this song beats out Ceelo Green's 'F#*% You'. There's no pining after the ex, no time spent cursing them either just a declaration that she's over him. I love it!

Some Skin Care Products From Your Kitchen

I have a long torrid affair with skin products--I'm a firm believer in healthy skin, above other things. From soaps, bath lotions, creams, exfoliants...my room is teeming with them. Unfortunately, my supplies are slowly diminishing and I can't afford St. Ives, Olay or Aveeno anymore so I have resorted to making my own. How, you ask? I step into my kitchen and create. Of course it's not something I do every day--or else I would be out of food--but whenever I want to pamper myself. There are so many products that we buy at the supermarket that are useful whether ingested or topically applied.

Dying To Be Beautiful (Part One)

We live in a society so obsessed with physical appearances that people are literally dying in the quest for beauty. The world dictates that it is not OK to age, that our bodies are flawed, that beauty is only skin deep.
People are going to great lengths to attain what they perceive to be perfection.

Die Prostitution und Der Gelehrte

A recent study has shown that one in three university students in Berlin--where prostitution is legal--have considered financing their studies by engaging in sex work. In addition to that 4 percent of those interviewed have done some work in the sex industry, be it prostitution, erotic dancing or Internet shows, according to Reuters. (Hence the title. It's Prostitution and the Scholar in German)

Lack of Experience

For the past few days, I’ve been listening to my aunt and my cousin (2 years older than me) talk.  I realized that all I do is sit there and listen.  I never attempt to join the conversation, or make any kind of comment. And that’s because I feel inadequate in adult conversations. I am an adult, but I find it a little uncomfortable to have or join in adult conversations with people who aren’t my close friends – and especially family members, my age or otherwise.

Shall We Ponder?

No Small Breasts Allowed

In their fight against child pornography, the Australian government has banned the depiction of small breasts in adult films and publications. The government feels that showing these smaller breasts portions may contribute to paedophilia because the women portrayed appear underage.

Season Finale

I love Grey's Anatomy. I've followed this show for quite a while, it's now my Thursday ritual. I just finished watching the season finale. One of the things that stuck out the most in this episode (well to me anyway) is the present situation between Christina and her husband Owen. Christina is pregnant and is determined to have an abortion, while her husband would like her to have the baby.

I Only Get Dressed in the Summer

I entered H&M last summer while on vacation and it's been my source of textile fulfillment ever since. Unfortunately, I don't have an H&M store near me so I did what I believe normal people do and liked it on Facebook. And now I'm positively happy because they've released their summer line. In addition to being trendy, the colours are so bold and refreshing (my closet is suffering from a colour drain).

To see more of what H&M is bringing this summer, check out www.hm.com/summer-2011.

What Would You Do?

You find $45,000 in the attic of your new home. You

a) return it to its rightful owner
b)pocket it. Your house, your money
c)hold at least 20 grand for yourself (Billy wants to go to college) and turn in the rest

Funeral and A Movie

I hate funerals. Thinking about it, I don't know anyone who doesn't. It's a ceremony of melancholy and that's one emotion I just can't deal with. But I went to my grand-aunt's funeral yesterday. Although we weren't close (I've only met her twice), she's still family. It was a funeral like any other; tears, sadness, a sermon about this life being only temporary. When the ceremony was done, I called up my partner-in-crime, who was off work, and we went to the movies. Was I tactless to do this?

I mean one minute I'm comforting a weeping cousin and the next I'm on the first bus home hoping that I make it to the movies on time. A friend to whom I relayed these concerns assured me that I was well within my rights-- after all this relative and I had next to no contact with each other--but I couldn't help but wonder about it. It's not just going to the movies after a funeral I'm wondering about but also going to a rave, a romantic dinner.or any other enjoyable event.

 However, when I really think about it, my absence would have changed nothing, of that I'm aware but I don't want my family to think that I don't care. My aunt has been dead two weeks and during that time I've been comforting and consoling whoever needed it. And furthermore, the funeral was already done when I left, I didn't slip out after the sermon. I don't particularly enjoy standing in the cemetery being roasted by the sun while cement creates a prison for a body that was once full of life. The way I see it, catching a movie after a funeral is no different than going to a wake. Wakes in the Caribbean are an orgy of drinking and dirty jokes, from my recollection, so my alcohol-free viewing of Pirates of the Caribbean is hardly that bad.

I've Been Thinking...

Life. The best word that I can use to describe it is unpredictable. We never know what is going to happen and as much as we try to plan we can never be certain that these plans will materialize. What we need to do is to appreciate every day that we have, every moment with the people that we love, every moment that we spend doing something that we enjoy. For we don't know the point at which these things/people will be taken away from us. Don't wait until something drastic happens to start appreciating life.

Would you rather be intelligent or beautiful?

That’s a question I recently found myself asking, well, myself. My answer is intelligent. But truthfully, no matter how optimistic we are, the truth is, there’s no guarantee that intelligence will get you somewhere beauty doesn’t. There’ve been cases where someone (let’s get real though, mostly women) gets promoted because of how they look over someone who is much more capable because they’re just not as pretty.  And to be successful in show business or Hollywood, beauty is sort of a requirement.

And besides, EVERYTHING today seems geared towards beauty.  All the popular kids on T.V. are beautiful people, I’ve never seen an ugly model (whether they’re photos are touched up is irrelevant – the end result is the same – beauty matters).

Which makes me wonder how many people would choose intelligence over beauty when it seems like beauty can take anyone as far as intelligence can (although admittedly there are limits). So which is really better to have?

For my part, I will always stick to intelligence. For one thing, beauty does not last forever. You get old, it fades, and then what do you have to fall back on? And let’s be honest, where’s the dignity in getting anywhere only because of how you look?  And, as women, respect comes with intelligence and knowing what you’re about. Like they say ‘it’s a man’s world’. I would much rather be respected for my brains that lusted after for my – other attributes.

Of course that doesn’t mean people can’t spruce up. That’s perfectly fine. When you look good you feel good. I just think we shouldn’t place too much importance on appearances.

Its Here!

Looking for something a liitle more interesting than lipstick? Temporary lip tattoos are here. They come in a ton of different patterns and are sure to make a statement (Im not 100% certain what that statement is though) Persoanlly I dont have the guts to wear and probably the skill it takes to apply them. If you're diva enough to rock them then why not!

Things I Want My Teenage Daughter to Know

I never had much 'girl talk' with my mother as a teenager. The infrequency of these talks was more my fault than my mother's. I was just uncomfortable talking about somethings with my mother. Now that I'm just a little older, I feel I could tell my mother almost anything. We even share dirty jokes...yeah, it's strange. As much as I would like to have that 'tell me anything' relationship with my daughter (if I ever have one), I know our conversation might be limited to the I-can-see-your-ovaries-in-that-skirt variety. So here are somethings that I've learnt and want to share with my daughter: