YSL Rouge Pur Couture Lipstick Review


Today, I received the #yslroughpurcouturevoxbox thanks to #Influenster for testing purposes only. Not only was the packaging absolutely gorgeous, but the colors (rose stiletto and fushia) were also beautiful. The Fushia was vibrant and sexy whereas the rose stiletto was warm and perfect for fall. It was easy to apply, and it only took the one application! I love how soft it made my lips feel. It didn’t dry them out like many other brands. I would definitely recommend this product to anyone.


Red Lipstick Because It’s Wednesday

If you don’t make time for yourself, you’re going to be miserable. Trust me! I used to give every last bit of myself (time, energy, attention) to my husband and children until I decided to be selfish. Now, I devote one hour a day to pampering myself. It’s usually during nap time or before bed. Even if it’s just a drug store face mask or putting on red lipstick for no reason, I take time for ME! I deserve it. Hell, I popped out three big-headed, over eight pound babies! I’m going to be selfish on occasion, and it’s okay. Red lipstick because it’s Wednesday is damn good reason to be selfish.


Thanks For the Stretch Marks, Kids!

With the dreaded swim suit season approaching, I can’t help but reminisce about my body pre-children. I was in the gym every day. I ate right. I didn’t drink coffee and rarely consumed alcohol. I was in great shape. I exuded confidence because I felt sexy. I strutted around in a tiny bikini at the beach without worrying about what anyone else was thinking.

These days the only gym I attend is the jungle-gym. I sometimes forget to eat a real lunch grabbing chocolate or cookies instead. I drink at least half a pot of coffee daily in a futile attempt to keep up with toddlers, and I unwind with wine in the evening because of said toddlers. I’m not in horrible shape after having three children, but I’m also not in the shape I’d like to be in. I don’t look like I used to. I no longer exude confidence because I’m no longer confident. I don’t feel sexy, and I absolutely refuse to wear anything other than a tankini with a sarong or bathing suit cover at the beach or pool. I’m constantly worrying about how other mothers perceive my appearance, and I compare myself to them without even realizing it.

I don’t know how I became this insecure woman. Is it the stretch marks? Probably. Is it the extra “baby weight”? Most likely. I used to be so confident and carefree. Now I dodge mirrors and flake on shopping trips. I hate to look at myself after a shower. Obviously, my husband is unaffected by the changes in my body, but he also doesn’t notice when I do something different with my hair.

Fix Dry Hands With Skinfix


I received this product from Influenster strictly for testing purposes. Even though just sample sized, this small tube has made big changes with the previously rough, dry skin on my hands. I have been applying it daily and I love the way my hands feel. They’re so soft!

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I love Influenster!

I’m so excited to share my experience with influenster.com. I joined and was chosen to receive products to test and write reviews.

Absolutely free Colgate! #voxbox #influenster #freebies
Absolutely free Colgate! #voxbox #influenster #freebies


“I received these products complimentary from Influenster for testing purposes.”

Where’s MY “me” time?

I love my husband immensely.  He is two months from being promoted to Captain in the United States Army and is also in his last semester of Graduate school at USC. He works hard, yes, but so do I. I’m at home all day with our youngest two (ages two and six months). I keep an immaculate house and cook three meals a day at least five days a week not to mention all the laundry, grocery shopping, and bill paying. So, when he came home and informed me that he’d joined a spa, I was ecstatic. I thought this meant we’d both be getting monthly facials or massages, but, no, it meant HE would be getting them. All the fantasies of quiet time with no children I’d conjured up in those few seconds were squashed. No massages for me? No facials? No nothing for the woman who carried his children for nine months without complaining? Okay, with minimal complaining! I was angry and also hurt. I love being at home with our four children but it can be
overwhelming. I can’t even go to the  bathroom without company so hearing  him talk about needing alone time to relax really pissed me off. I mean, the closest thing I’ve had to a facial lately is opening the dishwasher before the timer stops, and the closest thing to a massage I’ve had is my two year old rolling all over me while I watch “Mommy TV”. I understand his need to unwind, but it would make so much more sense to share in this relaxation together. Unwinding while getting a couples massage once a month sounds like heaven to me. Apparently, it is the exact opposite for him. I just want to know when it’s my time to take a break from reality. When is it going to be about Mommy for once? I give and give to everyone else. I just wish for once it would be reciprocated.

“God Grant Me Sanity”


This reminds me of my five year old! He got paint on a new shirt after I told him not to wear it during “Art Time”. He looked up at me with those big blue eyes and said, “Since I got paint on my new shirt, I’ll use my chore money to take you out for a nice dinner. Okay, Mommy?”
He has $6.75 in his bank!