Thoughts on winter...

It's taken almost a week of labor intensive makeup testing, but I've finally discovered the miracle cure for flaky winter skin. If you enoy olive oil, honey, and egg whites--also losing flakes of skin like you've just come out of a blizzard--then listen up.


Get a warm bath going, light up some candles, pick a book and toss in two cups of epsom salt--good for your muscles. Before soaking for thirty minutes or so, concoct a hair and face mask using the following instructions:

Hair: olive oil (2 tbls), honey (1.5 tlbs), and an egg yolk

Face: egg white, honey, wheat germ

Lather your hair up in, gross as it may seem, the olive oil, honey, and egg yolk, and apply the facemask--either put your hair up in a bun or a shower cap. Let the mask sit for about fifteen minutes before removing with a damp cloth and let your hair sit for about thirty before rinsing and shampooing as usual. Before stepping out of the shower, however, rub a sugar and olive oil mix over your arms and legs for extra moisture and shine. Rinse and feel relaxed.
 
Voila, natural beauty!

Share Your Beauty

Freshman year I decided I was going to be a great poet. That never actually happened but looking back on somethings I had written 2 poems caught my eyes. The first is titled "If only". It's about the power we all have to change the world by following our dreams. If any of you have read Paulo Coelho's The Alchemist you'll have a better understanding of where I'm comming from. Anywho the idea I'm trying to get across is that each of us has been given a great gift that we are called to share with the world. If we never did the world would ammount to so much less because of our fear.

If the stars in the sky

Were as bright as your eyes

I wouldn’t be afraid of the dark.

I guess then that it’s sad

That as a young lad

I’ve never been out in the night.

If there was a place

With the beauty; your face

Then forever I would stay there.

I guess then that it’s sad

That as a young lad

That place has yet to be found.

If the trees in the wind

Could sway like your limbs

Then forever would I be dancing

I guess then that it’s sad

That as a young lad

I’ve never been able to dance.

If only you didn't keep hold

Of all of your dreams in their mold

Then maybe I could have done more

I guess then that it's sad

That as a young lad

You could never know your full worth

 

Okay, this next one is about a person's discovery of their greatness and that they need no one else but themselves to do great things.

We danced

Well, we were to dance

Under the sky on a moon lit night,

Filled with every emotion but fright,

Caught in the arms of a lover’s grasp,

Warmth like being covered in a sunny cast.

Danced is what while waiting I did

For the love of my lover to come and bid

You did not come and I was alone

Dancing under a night’s starry tone

But strangely enough, I did not fear

Even though you were never near

The flow of the body

Smooth motion in limbs

Gives a sense of satisfaction

Filling emotional whims

I learned that night a most important thing

That it is only ourselves who can open our wings.

I do not have my lover’s warmth

Nor the gaze of his piercing eyes

But I have the knowledge that fulfilled are they

Who live great lover’s lives.

-maddy

Straight vs. Plus Sized

In the industry, plus-sized models are defined as anything over a size six--which, for a 5 foot, 8 inch model, [5'8'' is the average height in the American industry] puts the BMI just over 16. Starvation. The next edition of V Magazine, however, features a smattering of healthy-looking models posing next to their tiny counterparts. Our favorite Crystal Renn and Jacquelyn Lablonski duke it out in tribal-themed attire, putting their own spin on fashion. Also featured: Lizzie Miller, Tara Lynn, Candice Huffine, Michelle Olson and Marquita Pring.