I have never been to a prom and I have never tasted sambuca.
Hi I'm Sminks and this was my May. (Lets try to make this one post this time!)
Hear it
The weather in the North East this month was clearly not what any Northern craft vampire would be used to- at one point I may or may not have actually had more than one body part showing.
I have to admit that most of the general public I mingled with thought that clothing was optional. Some also thought that personal hygiene could be forgotten and forgiven with a bit of sunshine. Mainly, I noticed folk just went crazy buying as many vests as possible in Primark (yeah, I bought about 7...).
This month my music was varied, I was reminded of the perfect summer soundtrack (well, I had to distract myself from seeing so much fashion heat related 'what is that and why's'). There is always an album that you can play on a hot sunny day and instantly you feel like you might be able to brave the heat. I have so many possible artists I could list in this section that have been like a tall cool glass of liquid on days I have almost melted. Good albums with good memories. Simple songs with really soft breezy melodies. Listing these songs (although marvellous and clearly needed during the crazy hot hot heat) would simply boggle my noodle and possibly take up all your reading time for today- so instead.. I will simply mention the girl who reminds me most of being sane in the feverish days, and continues to pull my lazy bum from where ever I am sitting and making me cut several types of rugs.
Robyn.
I dare you now to resist putting on Body talk and not dancing at the opening notes of 'Dancing on my own'.. I dare you not to strut your fine stuff when she snarls the line 'don't fucking tell me what to do'.
Not convinced? Did you watch 'Girls'? Yeah, that awesome, completely amazing and beyond savvy Tv show. You know what bit I'm taking about..
Here we see an insight into pretty much every shitty situation a girl has ever been in-
1. find out bad news
2. wallow and feel like crap
3. finally kick the crap in the ass, put on an equally kick ass tune and dance.. most likely in your bedroom.. and most likely in your underwear.
So, for this reason and many more Robyn is my main choice of summer time fever music. I know you can try to tell me she had a first album that was lame, and I know you can try to tell me that she seems to have the worst luck in romance (seriously every song this chick is unlucky in love)- but you know what I will always answer you with? This video. And a few more that just make you move your toosh like there is no one watching.
Essential things to know-
Taste it
In May I had to fend for myself where food was concerned, insert your '1st world problems' hash tag if you must. For those that get to see me in my skin and those who just know what my name is- me not being able to make food is not really a hugely guarded secret. I think I have at least mentioned it in this digital void more than once so it is safe to say- I am not hiding behind my paw when I say..
"I don't cook".
I wont say that I cant cook, because clearly I have survived this long and with all my limbs to prove I may have some smidgen of cooking skills (or survival skills). Mainly I tend to get frustrated and really confused in a kitchen environment and really it just makes more sense to tell this crazy bitch to go sit down and wait for her meal.
This month saw me having to actually feed myself, and I think that I mastered roughly one dish that I could eat and possibly make others eat (after they raise their eyebrow and ask if it isn't a joke). I basically cook all my food in one pan, I add ingredients and then heat them up until they look like one colour. As long as the colour isn't too brown I eat it up and smile hoping to never see it make a reappearance.
This one dish consisted of 2 basic ingredients and whatever was in my arms reach and looked nice.
1. Whole grain rice. Cooked in water and then mixed with...
2. Tomatoes. Some times canned, sometimes in a puree and often just sliced up and shoved in olive oil and other herbs.
Most likely I will add sprouts, spinach, sweetcorn and other veggies beginning with S.
I could happily eat this every day, and once I perfected the amount of time I was supposed to heat all the ingredients I did do just that for about 2 weeks. Every meal I requested something with rice and tomato at the base and everything else wildly chucked in.
I know this is almost junk food for those who don't know that vegans can be lazy and we don't all shoot fennel and something green from our brains when we need to eat, but I am lazy and Im not afraid to admit it and post about it and maybe instagram another picture about it.
Essential food things for May-
Sniff it
I feel like maybe I was being overly ambitious with my sniffing this month. No, this is not what you're thinking and really do I look like the type... hold on.. what are you thinking? I was simply trying to explain my lack of different sniffing this month. Honest.
I started the month pretty confident that I could get myself a new smell that I would adore and wear and that was also vegan. I ended the month not actually owning this product but knowing that this product is on it's way to me in a package, being sniffed by post people and admired by passersby.
Maybe.
I decided to step out of my usual scent (see the April sense blog for the whole 'what is she waffling about' and then you will nod and feel impressed with all the knowledge you have gained). I own a whole load of perfumes but I always keep myself to the same bottle.
So, May was using all the perfumes that have felt neglected and ignored. The perfumes that perhaps have formed a club and talk smack about me on weekends. I kept this up for a week or so, then I decided that perhaps I should treat myself to something that wasn't already within my lazy reach on my bedside table. I started to research vegan perfumes and started to look at my already pretty long and expensive wish list. I settled on buying something from sweet anthem I have long admired the stylishly branded etsy page and knew I needed to gift this for my nose.
I ordered mid May (well.. actually it was probably towards the end of May because I ummed and ooohed the list of things I could actually afford and the list I couldn't afford right now but would be criminal not to own). I am waiting for my order to arrive right now, and I honestly can not wait to get these scents on my skin. I won't tell you what I have ordered right now... lets keep that something I can blog about at the end of June, yeah?
Essential sniffs-
See it
We all know I like my women feisty, crafty and most likely in charge of their own shit. Does it really surprise you to see Kat Dennings on my May list? Nah.. unless you have no idea who I have just posted a picture of (and what the hell?! Get yourself to here and then sigh with relief that you remember seeing her in Thor) you should know that Miss Dennings is everything you need in a TV idol without making you die from tooth ache or lack of brain stimulation.
Kat has been my TV/ movie crush and general go to for anything sassy since I saw her being foxy in ER (back in the day when I watched TV and hospital dramas involved less Lupus). I have been waiting like a fan girl in the rain for the time saying her name out loud would not be followed by 'who' and much rolling of my eyes.
May has been the month of endless 2 broke girls marathons until I am saying 'boom' at the end of every other sentence. When I knew Kat would be on my TV and would be appearing in something written by Michael Patrick King (You recognise his name Sex and the City fans) and Whitney Cummings , I suspected that it might be funny and hoped beyond all hope that she wouldn't be given one liners and told to stand in the corner with her boobs in something tight. Thankfully, 2 broke girls is not only full of smiles, smirks and sass but it is also basically written for Kat and her sailor tongue.
I know, I know last month I was watching a TV show about fairy tales and this month I am telling you about my love of a set based comedy but bare with it- watch at least 5 eps and then you may judge me. Keep at least watching it for Peach and her kids. Her accent is just everything to me right now.
Essential Kat Dennings fan girl information-
(oh and bonus Whitney)
Touch it
When Lady Gaga wrote a song about her hair she was really just singing about what a very large portion of the population is thinking and doing and dying and crimping (yeah.. crimping). I love touching my hair. I love styling my hair. I even shrug off that awkward hair in my lunch when I know it's my hair (I'm clean, honest and less scruffy than you think.. I'm just lazy and like food and know if I simply remove the offending hair I can carry on eating).
I am a hair fiend. I am my hair. I am also my hair dye, my hair straighteners, my waking up with one cows lick that will not sort it's self out, my dry shampoo overdose...
I am various things that involve my hair and really that is okay to me. Sadly, often my hair tends to want some space and see other people. During these times I find myself walking around with a head of doll hair and a bad scowl. Guys, I'm a bleacher and I have a history that is bleached in places that shaving is the only option. My hair has been so many pastel shade this year that I think even the bleach is wondering 'what shade am I right now'.
In May, I did the unthinkable.. I dyed my hair 'brown'. I had been pastel for well over 4 months and it was time to get one kind of shade on my mop. I research like I do with everything and anything, read message boards and watched a million you tube videos (most of them on mute due to the worst musical choices). Dying my hair from snow fox white/ pastel purple lavender blonde would be hard- it could go green (if I had too much orange in my hair- and sometimes- so I read green could just happen because your hair is a mysterious and magical wizard and should be given an offering every month). It could also go grey (no big deal, I am used to grey...) it could also just look completely terrible and never wash out and possibly cause people to go into some kind of hair related dispair upon merely a glance. (I made that up, but it could happen... maybe)
I settled on simply dying my hair with an ash blonde/ brown and seeing what would happen, after all I was used to shaving my hair off (3 times now and you never know when the itch might happen again) I was also used to wearing a hat and rinsing colours out quickly. I am rockin' the ash brown (which turned a kind of greyish blonde/ brown but really cute and reaaaallly blended well). It has lasted about 2 weeks and just as long as I wanted it too- because yet again I want to bleach my hair and get it pastel... How do I avoid the doll wig and the battering my hair will most likely take? oh I have tips..
Essential hair care-
Seriously. I use argon oil on my hair and skin and I would never go back to whatever I was using before. I actually feel like I can stroke my hair, unlike the many times I have simply tried to touch it and thought I was actually touching cotton wool. What are you doing without this?
Diluting dyes and mixing your own preferred colour is the way to go. I rate Manic Panic and regularly use it to top up my pastel shade every two weeks.
I adore Lil Helen Mellon and not just because she has the most amazing accent and her antics make me smile. I love her little cotton wool just rolled out of bed mop and I love how honest she is. This is one of the many channels I subscribe to that helped me figure out how to go pastel. It's not just about going blonde and then dying it a strange colour it's about going white and maintaining it.
It's all around us
I am more likely to look for logic in a situation than to a tear something apart because certain things do not have 'proof' or enough evidence. I suppose this makes me very idealist and most likely contributes to how naive I am.
I am completely willing to believe in many things- as long as the person is showing me the logic, and well it is logical (saying that Obama is some how the new Hitler is just not very logical no matter how many studies you have- I don't see evidence and it simply pains me to look at you with a straight face. Neither is wanting to eat my weight in anything animal or wanting to watch the whole of one of the 'scary movie' films.
So with this in mind you can see that I find myself in a strange place when it comes to belief systems- I mean, who am I to say that Obama isn't evil? I can only go from the evidence that I am given and if I am open minded enough to listen and really take in opinions I can see both sides to every situation in the most open way possible. That's what so great about being able to think for myself. Come to my own conclusions from all the facts, opinions and the strange crop circles in the grass.
So when will I be getting to the point and what does this have to do with the graphic above? I wanted to post something about water and the theory that there are messages in water- that the power of intent, the power of pray and even the power of feeling can change the way water molecules look and behave. So lets put out hippy beads on and light a candle because it's quite interesting stuff to be honest.
The logic of being able to control the way you think and feel by simply changing your thoughts and intentions has always been something I strongly believe in (it makes sense- you think it therefore you do it and feel it... but I promise that I have researched this and I'm not just reading it from the back of an expensive book). Being able to 'bless' water or even change the way water is by intent has been something that of course I wanted to know about. The human brain is made up of 95% water, so this would connect with theories I already know and understand.
Mainly I feel like water is a huge part of human life, in fact it is an important part of every creatures life on this planet (still wearing those hippy beads- jangle jangle) so I respect and admire it (and very much fear very deep oceans). I feel like there may be more to the liquidy wet stuff than we give it credit for. I am not saying that I will learn the skills to heal others with water or change water into gold, however I am saying that water is very much a part of living and that it is often more important to a person than the gold you are trying to make it in to. If I am thirsty I reach for water, it contains everything I need and I can add to it.
With out it we would surly die and it would be a much duller Olympics without water and those guys doing the diving.
So some links to ponder over and indeed to read though and scratch your chin with- I know I am becoming more interested in the value of water and will be reading up on the whole shabang as the weather gets hotter.
1. an interesting page about water in various religions
2. an intro into messages in water
3. read the article for another view on Emotos work.. but read the comments for the really interesting stuff
And that was May. Pop back soon to read about where this blog is going and what the why and if I am now dedicating my life to simply blogging about my love for hair or my new love for water..
Or, just pop back.
In a bit x
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