I was feeling kind of cheesy about using Happy by Clinique as my Fresh Friday scent this week, but once I spritzed a little on, I was reminded why this perfume is so popular — it’s refreshing!
As described by Clinque, “A hint of citrus. A wealth of flowers. A mix of emotions. Our best-selling women’s fragrance interplays fresh, vibrant notes-ruby red grapefruit, bergamot-with soft, sensual ones-Hawaiian wedding flower, spring mimosa. Wear it and be happy.”
And as said by Fragrantica, “Clinique Happy is a fragrance of joy, the essence of a sunny, happy morning. Wear Happy and be happy! Fresh apple, plums and bergamot mixed with the fresh-air accord as top notes proceed into the egzotic floral heart composed of freesia, lily, rose and morning orchid. Musk and amber are in perfume’s base. It was created in 1997. Happy was created by Jean Claude Delville and Rodrigo Flores-Roux. It received a 1998 FiFi award.”
Not only is Happy Clinique’s best-selling fragrance, it’s a top seller in several beauty and fragrance stores. A big plus, for me anyway, is that one spray is enough, and it lasts the whole day.
As I was doing my research, I was reminded that everyone’s favorite lawyer, Elle Woods, sprays a little Clinique Happy on her wrist in the beginning of the movie. BEND… and SNAP!
I’ve never really understood why women go to such lengths to change up their beauty routines when winter rolls around — until now. And yes, I know winter proper isn’t here yet, but it’s getting colder out and in turn, my lips are chapped.
Earlier this summer, I never left the house without my cute houndstooth tube of Carmex Moisture Plus, and now, Carmex has added two tinted versions of their Moisture Plus balm: Peach and Pink.
I purchased the “Sheer Peach Tint” version a few weeks ago as an add-on item to an Amazon order. While the packaging shows a typical peach color on the label, the actual balm is more red, like the center of a peach.
This translates well on the lip, meaning mega-color. Plus the moisture — this might be the perfect balm for winter!
Carmex Moisture Plus is made with Vitamin E, Aloe, Shea Butter, and features SPF 15 (bonus!). And did you know? Carmex doesn’t test on animals.
I really love this balm and the color it provides. It’s enough to be noticed, but not over-the-top. Wear it alone, or add some clear gloss on top for an extra pop!
I was totally going to choose a classic scent (such as Clinique Happy) for today’s Fresh Friday, but I reached into my perfume goodie bag and this is what I came up with. I wore it to the office yesterday, and I was pleasantly surprised by how much I enjoyed this feminine scent!
As described by Macy’s: Lady Million by Paco Rabanne is the feminine alter ego of the 1 Million men’s brand. A stunning, fresh, woody-floral fragrance that is glamourous, elegant, and audacious. Top Notes of Neroli and Raspberry, a heart of Orange Flower Absolute, Jasmine Sambac Absolute, and a dry down of Patchouli and Honey make Lady Million a shimmering, opulant, sensual fragrance.
Other notes in Lady Million include Amalfi Lemon, Gardenia, and Amber.
As described by Fragrance X: Lady Million Perfume by Paco Rabanne, You may not have the cash, but you can still smell like a million dollars . This is a floral for women that dazzles and seduces. Top notes of bitter orange, raspberry, neroli and orange blossom are followed by a heart of bewitching arabian jasmine and gardenia. The base notes of patchouli, honey and amber complete this tantalizing composition. The flacon is as faceted as the most precious of jewels.
The only thing I question about Lady Million is its longevity — might not last all day, but would be perfect for a night out!
I really hate fighting. And, over the course of my years in the dating game, there have been many-a-time when I’ve simply ignored things that were probably worth a fight, simply because I just wanted to play it cool. But, no matter how cool you are, something is likely to piss you off.
And sometimes, a fight is just plain necessary. But there’s a right and a wrong way to do just about anything, including a big ‘ole fight. Here’s a few feud rules:
- Stay focused. Usually, a fight about laundry isn’t a fight about laundry (or sometimes it is). But whatever the issue is, stay focused on that and not his/her cellphone ringtone.
- Don’t get nasty. The more you know someone, the more you have the ability to hurt them. Don’t go below the belt, unless it’s makeup sex, or unless you’re trying to get dumped.
- Don’t blame. This is the tough part (for me, anyway), but don’t point fingers, and don’t attempt to simply “win” the battle.
- Apologize, when necessary. If you know you’re in the wrong, just fucking apologize.
- Take a breath. While fights shouldn’t be screaming matches, step back if needed. You don’t want to say something you’ll regret.
- Be kind. When you’re not fighting, be sure to share the love. Your partner will remember your random acts of kindness when an argument arises.
When it comes to fighting, I don’t like to yell. I especially don’t enjoy passive aggressiveness. But I’ve been in a few relationships where screaming and flinging cuss words across the room becomes the norm. And it’s not fun.
As I continue venturing into the dating world, I’m learning how to fight in a way that could actually improve a relationship, and not leave scars.
What’s your fighting advice?
After much thought, I decided to forgo a Fresh Friday post, since it’s Halloween — even though I pretty much despise this day… or do I? If you know me personally, you know I’m a scaredy-cat all year ’round.
I’m terrified of someone breaking into my apartment, scared of being attacked in a parking garage (or anywhere, for that matter), getting caught up in a mass shooting, etc.
But most of the time, I’m able to hide my fears and live a normal life (although I always search for the exits in movie theaters, and I stopped going inside banks)… until Halloween-time rolls around. Then, it’s really difficult to avoid the scary movies on TV, previews at the theater, people in-costume, and invitations to haunted houses.
Seriously, when did I get so scared?
As a kid, I enjoyed Halloween — dressing up in a costume, and joining my neighborhood friends down every street to see just how much candy we could get (I remember having to make pit stops to dump candy from our buckets, in order to fit more). While I enjoyed trick-or-treating, there were those few houses in the neighborhood that really went all out, and if it weren’t for peer pressure, I probably wouldn’t have gone to the front door.
At the end of the night, my friend Emily and I would sort through our piles, dividing the candy (sorting it by name, or “like” and “don’t like”), and eating as much of our loot as possible before morning.
In middle and high school, I actually loved going to SEE scary movies! Imagine that! I loved the thrill, I screamed and then laughed at myself for being so scared.
In college, I wore slutty costumes, partied, and probably drank a cauldron full of witch’s brew every Halloween.
But it wasn’t until I graduated college that I started to realize just how scary this time of year is. I remember the night it happened, I went with a girlfriend to see a scary movie. And when I got home, I spent hours pacing my apartment, looking under the bed, checking the closets, and I couldn’t sleep.
All of the sudden, scary stuff wasn’t so silly.
And sure, I do realize that the things in movies aren’t likely to happen. But, if I’m being honest here, I have nightmares at least once a week. Not little scary dreams about Casper, actual nightmares that wake me up in sweat, and it takes a snuggle with my kitty and an hour of QVC to get back to sleep.
It’s been this way for years. I’m not sure what causes it, although I’m sure stress is most of it, or perhaps it’s just a random string of thoughts that scares me shitless. Either way, I know that a haunted house or a scary movie just might send me into a weeklong bout of insomnia.
A few years ago, my office really wanted to celebrate Halloween. Someone suggested a haunted house, and I quickly opted out. One coworker simply could not believe WHY I wouldn’t want to go to a haunted house.
“I’m actually terrified of that kind of thing,” I told her. She was appalled, and said I seemed like “the kind of person who would be into it.”
Well, things aren’t always as they seem, right?
I wish I were more into Halloween, but I’m just not. And, as my mom told me a few years ago, I was even scared of costumes and clowns as a child. So, perhaps this is just me, finally admitting that stuff is scary out there… so if it’s okay with you, I’ll just stay in and watch Countdown to Christmas on the Hallmark Channel.