Tag: beauty

In My Wildest Dreams

i am the undisputed
champion of laundry
and other areas of
womanly domesticity,
in my wildest dreams.

melodies are composed
in honor of my skills
of bold athetic prowess
on the sporting field,
in my wildest dreams.

belle of the ball am i,
wallflower’s opposite
graceful and desirable,
of incomparable beauty,
in my wildest dreams.

flocks of fans gather
pursuing my attention
accolades precede my
effervescent presence,
in my wildest dreams.

  

in truth i am average,
in every imaginable way
no fans, no praises,
no notable skills,
but i still have dreams.

Inspiration comes from everywhere. This particular piece was inspired by an advertisement for detergent. If only my laundry could be that fresh, that perfect….ah, if only.

Making the Cut

I’m suffering from a bad hair week. My stylist and I couldn’t get our respective schedules to work out, so I’m at least seven days overdue for cut and color. It’s not a pretty situation. And it gets worse. She can’t get me in until the 14th of October. By that time I’ll look like Jeff Daniels’ character in Dumb and Dumber:

  
There’s not a lot I can do about my situation. My hair is too short to pull back in a ponytail, and it’s too long to style as usual. I look awful in hats. What’s a girl to do? 
Oh! I know! I’ll find photos of other people experiencing bad hair situations and post them here. 

I might know this chick.

  

Hair my cry!
  
Dude! Pink is NOT your color!

  

The dreaded double mustache.

 
Layered look redefined.

 
 
Just no!
   
I feel better already!

Peace, people!
 

The Kindness of Strangers

I’ve chronicled my struggle with loneliness in the past, as well as my futile attempts to make friends in the Tallahassee area. It’s not that the people here aren’t welcoming. They are very much so. It’s been more a matter of circumstances and scheduling. 
In my quest to stay busy and to keep myself out there I’ve become quite fond of our local Sephora store at Governor’s Square Mall. The young people who work there are so accommodating and friendly. Yes, they want to sell me beauty products, but they go about it so nicely.
Take Eddie, for example. The young man knows his stuff. This afternoon he treated me to a facial and even suggested a lower cost way to achieve the same results as the $66.00 product he used to make my skin glow. End result–I spent money on another product and left knowing I’d return soon for more goodies.

Never underestimate the power of kindness. Or good customer service.

  
Peace, people!

Old Lyme Creek

Photo by Kelly Cavitt Dupler

crisp golden aspens
burst full with autumn’s glory
along Old Lyme Creek

Peace, people! 

Looking Hot

looking
hot
for a
woman
like me
who
is not
takes an
exhausting
amount of
energy.
i think
now
might be
a good
time
for a
nap.
zzzzzzzzzzzz

  
Peace, people!

Real Life

Real life is not pretty;
although, it may have
moments of incredible beauty.

Real life is not romantic,
yet often has the power
to take one’s breath away.

Real life is not easy,
but living well is always
worth the struggle.

Real life is not for wimps
or for those afraid of
sustaining commitment.

Real life is for those
who know the power of
family; the power of love.

  

Getting Pretty

  You know, 

 getting pretty is not for the faint of heart.

  
But totally worth it. Thank you Laura at Fuel Salon + Store in Tallahassee for making me look human again!

Peace, People!

In Case You Forget

  

Yellow winged fairy
perched gently on buttercups
delicate beauty.

Loveliness knows not
the emotions it evokes
like butterfly wings.

  
We watched a swallowtail yesterday evening. It was engaged in a frolic we could not understand, flirting with drops of water remaining after a thunderstorm.
The darned thing was lovely in every sense of the word–brilliantly yellow, graced with wispy wings edged in black, graceful in flight–yet completely oblivious to our admiration, and unaware of its own beauty.
Don’t forget, we are all beautiful. You are beautiful.

Peace, people!

Being Alive

Living in this world
takes concentration and verve
not to mention nerve.

  
Pain abounds in life
miseries without an end
oh humanity!

 

Yet deep within us
exists enduring beauty
sweetly transcendent.

  
Photos found on Pinterest.

Peace, people!