A few years ago, I was hanging out in the Old Port with the BF, checking out an exhibit at the Science Center. Low and behold, there's an arts & crafts fair going on IN the Science Center. Well, BF didn't look super excited, but you bet your behind I was absolutely thrilled. Now I was in a phase of my life where I just could not leave any sort of commercial situation empty-handed, so I was taking my sweet time to sift through every item on each vendor's table. I walked around - twice - BF showed signs of antsyness - thrice - and then I stopped.
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Personalized Skincare (from Montreal!)
I'm not a fan of makeup. And for whatever reason, YouTube seems to think I am, as it keeps recommending I watch makeup reviews and "drugstore makeup hauls." Barf.
Nope, I am not a fan of makeup and I am as basic as it gets when it comes to everyday makeup. I am nonetheless very concerned with skincare. Lucky me, when adolescence kicked in, I was hit with super-difficult-to-manage combination skin. Dry. Oily. Blemished. A teenage nightmare! I'd dab my face with rubbing alcohol every morning and night and scrub my face until it hurt. In the summer, I'd lay in the sun until I felt faint - anything to clear up my skin. Yup, skincare meant a completely different thing to me then.
Holy Donuts, Batman!
Two years ago, I started training a lot. As in working out for a good two hours every single day and tracking every calorie that went into my body kind of a lot. I knew every food item's nutrition facts like the back of my hand, and planned what I was having for breakfast, lunch, dinner and snacks for days ahead. I would have these epiphanies once a month where I'd try to prove to myself that I could still indulge every now and then but the moment I'd have a cookie, I'd feel an insane amount of guilt. I'd work out double my usual time for the next few days and question how much control I really had over my lifestyle. Over a silly cookie.
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Saturday Adventures: V-Day
I'm turned off by Valentine's Day as much as the next Negative Nancy. However, if I can find a reason to have someone else curate a day of fun for me, you bet your behind I'll be excited as hell for the day. This year, the BF planned out a day of activities for us to do, which I knew would be interesting since:
1- BF isn't exactly what you'd call a traditional romantic
2- BF and I avoid "cheesy couple things" like the plague
3- BF and I have very unconventional ideas of fun
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