If there were such a thing as an eyebrow genie that would grant three eyebrow-related wishes, first of all, that would be AWESOME, and second, I’d wish for the following…
1. For the super-skinny brow trend of the ‘90s to have never happened, even if it risked messing with the space-time continuum, because it would save literally millions of brow hairs from being plucked away into oblivion… I’d be like the John Connor of eyebrows.
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2. To just wake up one morning and have my brows look exactly like Kiera Knightly’s in this Chanel ad, without having to do any of the, you know, actual work.
Sooo much brow envy right at this moment. You don’t even know. These are pretty much my dream brows, le sigh…
3) A stack of banana pancakes and a large vanilla shake, because I can’t think of a third brow-related wish, and I am SO hungry right MEOW.
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New Chanel Le Vernis
Now, can we take a moment to redirect our eyes away from Kiera’s remarkable brows to focus on these nail polishes for a second? — because they deserve some sweet, sweet, lovin’.
These cuties are five of the 15 recently relaunched Chanel Le Vernis nail polishes ($28 each)?
All I have to say is wow!
Chanel completely revamped the formula, which is now billed as long-wearing and 5-free (no dibutyl phthalate, toluene, formaldehyde, formaldehyde resin or camphor), and the new brilliantly shiny, glossy, gel-like finish reminds me of Seche Vite top coat.
The new line of 15 shades includes old favorites like Vamp and Particuliere, alongside some new colors.
Here’s a quick swatchy-poo of the five shades I have…
I asked Tabs for his professional opinion on which one I should wear for a mani, and he picked creamy reddish hot pink Camelia, a decision he relayed to me telepathically, sending his kitty thoughts into my mind.
Yes, we’ve reached that point in our relationship. cat ladies, I know that you know what I’m talking about (at least I think you do…or I’ve lost my damn mind, which is also a strong possibility).
The new formula’s been a breeze to work with. From the moment the brush touches the base of a nail up through the ends of my tippy-tip-tips, I get smooth, consistent, even color. The cosmetic chemists who worked on this must’ve spent more than a few lunch hours shooting the sh*t over how to get the viscosity just right, because it’s totally on point.
I feel like a single coat is enough for four of the five here (Pirate, Camelia, Garconne and Organdi), while Ballerina is one of those purposefully sheer shades that probably needs more layers, depending on how you want to wear it.
It hasn’t been long enough to tell for sure, but my guess is that these are going to last at least as long as other high-end gel-like polishes (Deborah Lippmann comes to mind). After two full days and much typing, some dish washing and some middle-of-the-night cooking (!), the mani I did with two coats of Camelia, along with a base and top coat, still looks new and fresh.
Really liking these so far…
Branching out
Here’s Camelia, by the way, with my new favorite necklace, the Branch necklace by Misa Jewelry, which I’ve been wearing every day since Valentine’s.
Waffles in the wee hours
So, yeah, about that middle-of-the-night cooking… I was down in my kitchen last night at 3:30 a.m. making waffles, and I don’t know if that’s an early sign of labor, or if it’s just regular hunger, but I’ve been waking up lately in the wee hours ravenous with a loud and extremely rumbly tummy.
The first night it happened, I just let my stomach growl. second night, I tried to fall back to sleep, but I just couldn’t. The rumbling was SO LOUD, like that sudden screech in scary movies, so I got up, waddled downstairs to the kitchen, toasted two frozen waffles and slathered them with peanut butter and raisins (don’t knock it ’til you try it). Then, I washed everything down with a tall glass of warm milk and went back to bed.
Maybe this is BG’s way of carbo-loading before she makes the trip out of Chez Mama?
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Karen
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