Pretty Pretty Princess – BARF

“You just seem like a pretty pretty princess.”


Did someone really just use that sentence to describe me?

Or talk trash about me wearing makeup and doing my hair and dressing well?


No, really. STFU.

One of the things that excites me about this new job is the fact that I can go back to pampering myself and dolling myself up. That means victoria’s secret beach waves and a perfect cat eye.

I’ve always been into makeup, skin care, and hair products.

I mean, shit – my first job was at a hair salon…. I got started early.

I went through a period of time where it just wasn’t worth it to me. I don’t know if it’s because my self-esteem was in the gutter, or because I simply did not see the point since I was surrounded by animals all day. But there’s something about going into the office now that even on “jeans fridays” I still wear my Sam Edelman flats, tailored jeans, and a nice blouse.

I take a lot of pride in my appearance. Vain? sure, maybe a little. Have I been using sunscreen since I can remember, eye cream and wrinkle cream since my early twenties – you betcha. But what I can’t seem to wrap my head around is why other women feel the need to put me down for taking pride in my appearance.

I’ve determined it must come from low self-esteem.

Here me out.

K-11 I was literally the ugly ducking. I’m talking frizzy hair, acne, braces, and glasses. I was teased relentlessly. I suppose the beige Disneyland visor I wore for years to hide my acne didn’t help. Or the fact that my underwear was ALWAYS exposed – since you know, those SUPER low-rise jeans were totally the “in” thing.

I honestly feel bad for my parents. They probably looked at me and just went “where did we go wrong?” I remember my mom blind folding me for my 13th birthday and taking me to gene juarez for a makeover… Literally got my hair cut, foiled, ears pierced and makeup.

I felt pretty for the first time, ever.

But then guess what.

My parents got divorced and my dad totally checked out. He had no idea how to deal with a 14yr old girl. So my hair grew out – as did the foils. My 9th grade picture is the bane of my existence. My hair is 1/2 dark brown, 1/2 brassy – almost ORANGE, super frizzy and literally in the shape of a triangle. Add glasses, braces, and acne and you have one UGLY picture.

It wasn’t until I was 18 and got my second job (because the first job I had was literally only 2 days…) at New Attitude Salon & Supply that I started to learn about skin care and hair care.

I was hooked. My skin cleared up and I had finally figured out how to tame the mane. I found an incredible hair stylist who was a color genius, bought my first CHI flat iron and then…. I found Sephora.

I kid you not – I spent 1/2 my student loan at Sephora after paying tuition. I was addicted.

Since then I’ve been a total junkie when it comes to skin care, hair care, and makeup.

It’s basically a hobby at this point.

I really learned the tricks though when I toured as a dancer with a group that had a drag queen (Barbara Seville) and a burlesque dancer (The One and Only Inga – at the time, she was Inga Ingenue). Let the glitter fly baby.

Now that I’m a little bit older I’ve settled into a routine with my appearance. I know how to style my hair and how I like my makeup applied.

My go-to face wash is Philosophy Purity and I know whenever I try something new I always go back. But I’ll always try something new… because, I like I said, I’m a junkie.

So why do other women feel the need to put me (or other women) down for taking pride in their appearance?

Why do I have to defend the fact that yes – I apply $100s of dollars of cosmetics to my face on a daily basis. AND I LIKE IT.

  • Philosophy Purity Face Wash
  • Serum — currently I’m using Fresh Umbria Clay Mattifying serum
  • Moisturizer – currently using Cauladie Vino Perfect
  • Eye cream – Philosophy Renewed Hope in a Jar
  • Primer – Hourglass mineral veil
  • Contour stick – again, obsessed with Fenty Beauty
  • Blush – NARS
  • Highligher – NARS
  • Eye primer – Urban Decay
  • Brows – Anastasia dip brow OR brow wiz pencil
  • Eye shadow – recently I’ve been using the contour stick & highlighter on my brow bone
  • Eye liner – Tarte’s Maneater — for the PERFECT long wear cat eye that works with my SUPER sensitive eyes
  • Mascara – Tarte’s Lights, Camera, Lashes
  • Lips – I bounce between just a normal lip balm & then a layer of lipsense colors (God bless you, Cara!)
  • Setting Spray – I switch between the Fresh Rose Toner & Urban Decay’s De-Slick

Want to know the best part of this routine? It literally takes me between 5-10min to do. I’m sure you were thinking it was going to be more like 45min-1hour. NOPE!

I guess that’s why I get so defensive when someone thinks that I’m some super vain, beauty-obsessed girl. It’s annoying. My routine doesn’t take me forever and honestly, who the hell cares if it does. I’m not impacting your life AT ALL. It’s completely on you how you take it.

I’m just ranting because I suppose I view people who are obsessed with their looks tend to not be so bright. By bright, I mean smart – obviously they’ve got that highlighter down by now.

It’s not that hard to think before you speak. I get that we’re all entitled to our own opinions. I’m ALL for that. Be as opinionated as you want. I encourage you to form your own opinions. What I’m NOT a supporter of is when you open your mouth and judge someone based off of their appearance.

Take the time to get to know me instead of just jumping to the conclusion that I’m some “pretty pretty princess.”

As the saying goes.

You can judge me after you’ve walked a mile in my shoes.

Whether those shoes are 5″ heels, booties, cowgirl boots, Dansko clogs, Nike sneakers, or flip flops.

Just stop and be nice.


Until next time,


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