Pedicures and Boobs.

     There are times that I spend money and I become extremely guilty. Examples..getting a car wash...eating Chipotle...getting a pedicure, etc. I could do/make these things myself- but these people just do it better and faster. Therefore, I'm paying for the convenience, and I shall enjoy my shoppers remorse. 

     Speaking of a pedicure, I got one today. And I only felt guilty on the drive there. Once it started, I began a conversation with a nail technician that I will never forget. As soon as I put my feet in the amazing hot water, I noticed the lady staring at my chest. While ignoring the awkward stare, she blurts out.."I love your big boobs, people pay for those in my country". I replied..."They are real, and you can have them if you'd like". After realizing how outspoken this woman was...I decided that I liked her. I put my iPhone away and continued the conversation with her. She also thought I was still in high school, so I definitely loved this person.

     She seemed very interested in my relationship with my boyfriend and was so excited to hear that I chose him. That really confused me until she later explained that her marriage was arranged. She met her husband the day before her wedding.Her mother chose him. She had just turned 20 and he was 34. Wow. I couldn't believe it. I really take my freedom of choice for granted. Arranged marriages are more common than we think. And this was my first time talking with someone who has experienced it. Because she was so outspoken, I figured I'd be the same. I asked if she was happy, and surprisingly, she said yes! The only thing she would have changed is the fact that she was so young. Which makes sense because I was a completely different person at that age. I'm not against getting married at that age, as long as you can find someone to grow and change with as the years go by.

     I truly value my freedom to choose. I'm not sure when I'm going to get married...but I do know that it is going to be my choice. Whoops, OUR choice. And we are going to be happy. 


Yay for influential pedicures. K bye!


     

Samples are the Cat's Meow!

     Confession: I love free samples; whether it's food...beauty supplies...anything...I love them. I look forward to any event in which I will sample something: Wine tastings...Costco...Trader Joe's...free beauty gifts from Macy's. I love it. 


     Ok, one more confession. If I have used your shower, I have probably used every product in it (except your razor of course). Even if you have 5 shampoos, I will wash my hair 5 times if I have to. That sounds super insane...but using someone's shower is an adventure into the world of unknown products! Duh. It's super tempting..and no one ever catches me. Well, It's no longer a secret. Please don't let this discourage you from sharing your shower with friends. They probably sample all of your stuff too, they just don't admit it like I do. 


     Israel taught me many things. I met amazing people and learned a lot about myself and others. Towards the end of my trip, a few amazing girls educated me about...

Birchbox

     When you sign up for Birchbox, they send you a box of various expensive beauty product samples and they are random every month. It costs $10 a month-you can end your subscription at any time...so you won't get stuck. It's super fun...and it satisfies my urge to sample everything.This way...I won't use your entire shower supply. So, you're welcome. This is my first box of goodies:

Color Club Nail Polish, Algenist Regenerative Anti-Aging Cream, Kerastase  Cristallist Lumiere Liquide  Fragrant, SPF 20 Miracle Skin Transformer, Kerastase Shampoo/Conditioner, and notecards/stationary that say XOXO (the theme was Gossip Girl)

  

     Jasper loves Birchbox too. I get the products...and he gets a new box to play with. Yay! If you are interested in this..let me know, I can invite you to sign up! 

     

     I would continue to type, but I feel as if you have gotten the point. Also...my cat keeps jumping on my laptop and rubbing his face on mine. I can no longer breathe. K bye!