When self care has to take a back seat
So today I went to the salon to try to get a few steps closer to realizing my roseylavenderysilveryplatinum dreams. *Many* dollar bills and four hours later, I got yellow blonde that I could have done at home in 30 minutes. I was pretty upset, but luckily some awesome femmes on the internet made me feel better about it. They also urged me to get all prettied up, and although I’m not quite doing Fat Barbie Femme Realness here (I do not have nearly enough pink or bows), it did lift my spirits some. Yay for self care!
Dress & belt: Calvin Klein via Nordstrom Rack
Blue wedges: Payless
Lips: OCC Lip Tar in ‘Harlot’
Glasses: Coastal L740 in Passion Fruit
I got straight-across bangs today, after four years of side-swept long bangs. I’m following this up with a hair color appointment next week, and I’m debating between going for my natural color (see: bangs), a cool—potentially almost grayish—platinum blonde, or something like this:
big spoon, little spoon
THIS IS THE CUTEST
Reblogging to announce that my tattoo is now healed!
And I immediately want another one. Like Natalie Perkins’ “Big Girls Donut Cry" piece. I would love to see thousands of fat girls walkin’ around with that beautiful piece of art on their jiggly parts. :)
We’re currently making our way through season 1 of The X-Files, while Sugar and our houseguestcat Ibsen are enjoying their first night with their respective bedroom doors open and no fighting. We tried the “give them both treats while they stare at each other” method.
I mean, they aren’t best friends but at least Sugar isn’t clawing anyone’s eyes out.