Saturday, October 27, 2012

Mythological Madness

So Halloween has already happened for me since our ward party was last night and I went all out. Chelsea, Samantha, Alyssa, and I decided our theme for the year would be mythical creatures. It's probably our best theme yet. Pure genius. Also I think it should be stated that these costumes took quite a lot of creativity on our part. A lot of googling went on to bring together the best of all the ideas... Check out my pinterest makeup board if you want the proof.

Chelsea was our adorable unicorn!


Her magical makeup was second only to her fantastically long horn. The jewels to the sides of her eyes are definitely my favorite part but hey, I'm a little biased. I love jewels... To finish off the look she wore a unicorn shirt making her the most easily distinguished of us all.

Samantha was our beautiful mermaid!

Her scales were made with a mixture of clear sequins and eyelash glue. Add intense purple and green eye shadow and some blue lips and you've got yourself a mermaid. She even had pink hair highlights with jewels and seashells but sadly I didn't take any good pictures of it. Failure on my part. Oh also I sewed her skirt from some pajama bottoms and an old dance costume we found at DI. I actively avoided documenting proof of that... But kudoos to Samantha for loving me enough to wear it no matter how many mistakes it had! I was actually feeling pretty good about how it turned out until we got to the dance where we met another girl dressed as a mermaid. When I asked her where she found her fantastic skirt (because trust me we searched to by one) she informed me she made it. It was around that time I promised myself to stop believing that I had any sewing skills just because I've watched my mom sew every now and then.

Alyssa was our lovely elf!

The ears were our best find for that outfit for sure. But I also gave her fantastically green sparkle eyes. Which I'm still impressed she let me do glitter on her after her experience with glitter on our lady Gaga Halloween year. We also added the jewels across the forehead and some green shimmer around her cheeks and ears to help them stand out. She actually made herself some sweet elf sandals too but I sadly didn't get a picture of them.

I was a ferocious dragon!


Yes my makeup took around two hours to complete but since I won a creepy vampire pen for best makeup we can officially say worth it. My scales I made using fishnets on my head and coloring them in. The Mask over my eyes is black eye shadow, red and black jewels glued to it, and red sparkles sprinkled over it all. Really not very hard at all. My lipstick is just red and gold sparkles. My costume was actually a dark fairy costume. For a little girl. But hey I worked it anyway! I also had some crazy long black nails that definitely took a few people out.... Not to mention that my wings that were definitely ruining people's hairstyles... I really was a monster of destruction that night!
 All in all we looked fantastic and were definitely turning some heads. Although the fact that once again no guys were dropping to their knees for dates with us still has me confused. I'm a girl who loves covering herself in sparkly makeup that will get everywhere if you let it touch you... What more could a boy want?!

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Giving Blood: TABD

I gave blood!! This is not NBD people. This is a TABD. Totally A Big Deal!! So be impressed.
Nobody is quite sure when it begins. One minute everything in your life is beautiful and peaceful. The next minute your world has changed. Your father has come home, announcing he's got something for you. You're so excited! He always brings you delicious treats! And then you see it.

You've never been afraid of a needle before but suddenly you're so terrified of the tiny instrument you are too frozen to move. Your dad takes a step towards and the spell is broken. You run for your life. Anywhere from the needle! You must get away! But your dad knows all your hiding spots. He finds you, talking calmly and assuring you of no danger. It's a little needle, it can't hurt you. You're breathing rapidly but you offer up your arm. He lightly taps your arm telling you to relax but you can't seem to manage it. Tears have started pooling but you're strong enough to keep them in at least. He starts a count. 1... You say to yourself "It's ok. When he reaches three I can relax my arm for at least a second. I can do this. 2-

BAM! He stabs you right in the arm when you are clearly not expecting it. It's completely understandable that you would jerk your arm because only some kind of crazy person would start a count off and then jab before they reach the end! He looks cross and tells you that you weren't supposed to move. You reply that you were not aware that was how it was working trying to be sarcastic but a few tears have fallen and you look too pitiful to gain the full effect of back talk. This time he stabs you without the count down and you have managed to relax your arm because you want so badly for it to end already. That's when you're informed that the needle has actually broken and he has to go get another. You sit through another cruel stabbing assuring your father that next time you'd rather die from the disease than get the shot. He laughs and moves on to his next victim.

So anyway... I'm afraid of needles. However, in recent years I've realized it is a silly fear. This is what lead me to sign up for the blood drive in the first place. They made me read this packet about all the reasons I might not able to donate. I studied that thing harder than I studied anything in my life and still couldn't find any reason to get out of it. Then I go into the little cube and the lady asks me for an ID. All I brought was my school ID which wasn't going to work. I was saved!! But no. She lucky found another way to make it work... Yay. Then to make matters worse she's pulling out a needle and stabs me before I'm even sure whats going to happen. I didn't appreciate that one bit!
The next nurse comes in. He seems nice enough but knowing he's going to stab me in the arm makes me associate him with every childhood nightmare I've ever had.  I'm lying a chair before I even know what's happening. As soon as he tells me I'm not allowed to move my arm anymore, my face is turned away. There's not a chance I'm going to see that needle break through my fragile flesh! He informs me that he's only rubbing something medical on my arm and I could turn my head. I inform him I want to know nothing about what is going on no matter what. It's taking all my concentration to not punch him in the face and run while I still can. Finally he informs me I'm going to feel just a slight sting when the needle goes in. I nod and suddenly its in. I'm sure I jerked a bit but not enough to move my arm which in and of itself is an achievement.

I sit there for a moment. And another. Suddenly it occurs to me that I'm totally fine. Nothing is hurting me. I slowly turn my head and look at my arm. There's a tube leading out of it and realizing that it was my blood doesn't even bother me. It was a miracle! I was totally fine! I just sat there bleeding out like a pro! I did gasp when he began filling up the vials with my blood... But other than that I did remarkably well keeping my cool! The nurse actually asked for my number afterwards so I must have done an even better job at acting cool than I realized. Or he just wanted to see how many stupid things I actually say. I tend to talk a lot when I'm nervous no matter what I'm saying...
Anyway, the moral of the story is conquer your fears and you might just get a date. Or at the very least a small bag of cookies which is definitely worth it!