It’s Sunday and I feel like posting a ramble. Those Excellent Things posts I was doing petered out a little bit, mostly because I didn’t like being tied into a schedule, and there aren’t always excellent things to post anyway. It was probably ambitious of me to title a feature so positively, too (this week a friend told me “I love how much of a bitch you are.”)
I got an iPhone 5S, so my Instagram and selfie situation is renewed, in glorious HD camera glory. You better be following my Instagram if you’re not already. I also got a really pretty necklace from Ezibuy, wrote about it, and did some makeup to match.
I’ve been avoiding cleaning my brushes, which Vee scolded me for last weekend. I mostly hate standing and washing them all because I have to stand at the sink, and it takes ages, and my hands get cold. I’m thinking of gaining motivation by surrounding myself with unnecessary brush-washing accoutrements, like a brush egg and a brush tree and bristle guards. Part of my justification for this is that I could buy them all from one place (Complexions).
Lots of blog-related thinking has happened this week, inspired by regular #bloggersbrunchclub chats. I’ve come out one media kit richer than I was this time last week (holla at me if you want to see it) and a wee bit poorer, but eternal shoutouts to Amy for being an absolute queen design-wise, and a dream to work with. A less tangible result of this blog thinking has been on how the blogging world is founded on the lifestyle of the upper-middle-class straight white girl. I don’t really like that blogging is inherently bougie, but I pretty much fit into that category myself (my alternative post idea for today was going to be a Charlotte Tilbury wishlist). I’ll keep thinking on this.