Monthly Archives: July 2010

Reintroduction to Makeup.

As a bridesmaid this past weekend, a friend of the bride’s did my eyeshadow for me because I was absolutely hopeless at it. I haven’t worn eyeshadow in a few years, and even when I did I’ve only ever put on one colour – with eyeliner, if I was feeling up to it. Since the wedding, I’ve splurged on some eyeshadow and eyeliner items from Sephora (specifically Urban Decay and Kat Von D), and it’s got me thinking about the idea of makeup in general.

As a child and teenager, I went through several periods of wanting to wear makeup so I looked older and prettier, thanks to the media. I wore darker eyeshadow (although nothing dramatic) during my years at university because I thought it looked cool, whatever that meant. I stopped wearing eye makeup altogether a few years ago and started thinking that women shouldn’t wear makeup because it is totally unnecessary.

Now, after I’ve dabbled in eyeshadow again, I realize why I wore it in the first place. It’s fun! It’s just like painting, but on your eyes! And you can change it everyday!

Seriously though, think about the different ways in which people aesthetically alter their body. I can come up with: tattoos, piercings, plastic surgery, and makeup. The only thing is, makeup is very temporary compared to the other three, and maybe that’s why some people are so attracted to it. Sometimes it feels nice to be different, and makeup gives people the versatility to change their appearance from day to day. And you can’t deny that humans have been interested in aesthetic appearances for thousands of years now, whether through clothing, permanent body alteration, or something else.

Also, many people don’t realize how artistic makeup can be. It’s like painting – colours are blended, different brushes are used, and you can even examine the pigmentation of the palettes. You can use cheap brands or you can pay more and get vivid colours and better quality, like this lovely Kat Von D palette:

Kat Von D's True Love Palette.

Don’t think about it as makeup for a moment, and just consider the colours. They are pretty stunning, and they all compliment each other nicely. How fun would it be to play with this every day?

There are definitely people out there who wear makeup for the wrong reasons. I hope I never become the type of person who can’t leave the house without makeup on. I don’t want to wear colourful makeup everyday, although I do wear powder every day because it makes my skin look more even. But I am fully capable of leaving the house without it.

I don’t want to wear makeup because I believe it makes me more beautiful. For me, it’s just a fun little thing where you can use some artistic skills and play with colours when you’re feeling up to it. I will always go for subtlety when it comes to makeup. And if you have oily skin like me, you can tone it down with powder so you’re not blinding people with your forehead. There you go, I’m doing good for humankind.

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Wedding & Vancouver.

I just got back from six days in British Columbia, spending some time at Strathcona Lodge for Michael’s wedding and Vancouver to see friends.

Michael gets married.

The wedding was amazing. The setting, the ceremony, the people – it was a great weekend in Strathcona Park. The bride, maid of honour, and bridesmaids (including myself) were rowed up to the ceremony in a war canoe. Pretty fantastic. I was nervous about my speech at the reception, but it went pretty well. All in all, the entire wedding weekend was a huge success, and now my best friend from high school is married!

I spent two more nights in Vancouver catching up with some old friends, running some errands, and eating some amazing food. I even tried some new restaurants (The Whip, Italian Kitchen) and some old favourites (Las Margaritas, Sandbar, dim sum at Floata).

Although I had an incredible time back in BC, it felt great coming back to Corey in London. Home is where the heart is.

Deloume Road, by Matthew Hooton.

I’ve definitely been neglecting this blog – and I’ll chalk it up to several interviews for co-op and a huge, time-consuming assignment that was due last Thursday. (Also several hours spent playing World of Warcraft, but we’ll ignore that one.)

Deloume Road, by Matthew Hooton.

I recently read Deloume Road, which I randomly picked up from the new books section at my local library. It’s set on Vancouver Island during the Gulf War, during a hot August, on lonely Deloume Road out in a tiny rural community. The lives of those neighbours are intertwined – a Ukrainian butcher who waits for his wife and son, a pregnant and widowed Korean woman, a Native artist whose son has crashed his plane in the wilderness, and the children who play in Deloume Road.

The novel definitely has that rural community aspect to it. The viewpoints shift as rapidly as every two or three pages, but the narrative remains smooth. The swift changes don’t jar the story at all. There’s a sort of underlying tone to the novel that there’s something in the narrative, waiting – kind of like the feeling you get on a restless summer day. Hooton has done an excellent job with conveying this atmosphere in the story.

One for Sorrow, by Mary C. Sheppard.

One for Sorrow, by Mary C. Sheppard.

Issy is a 15-year-old teenage girl living in a small community in Newfoundland. Her older sister is a bitter school principal, whose dreams were tossed out the window when their mother fell ill after Issy was born. Their mother is bedridden, and their father is good to them but is away working on the sea for most of the year. Issy is determined to escape when she turns 16, but is held back by one thing: she can’t read.

I really liked this book – the community is very tightly knit, and Sheppard really conveys that small town sense of everyone knowing each other. The family members all go through their own major transformations, which was good for the story. There is a sense of satisfaction when you complete the book, and even though Issy is the main character (and narrator), the entire family changes in many ways.

This would be a great story for a teen girl who’s looking for a realistic novel. Issy is painfully shy but quite likeable. There is minor romance, but the driving force of this novel is Issy’s personal development in the middle of a small community.

Bruce Peninsula & Flowerpot Island 2010.

Corey and I spent two nights camping on the Bruce Peninsula earlier this week, specifically at the Cyprus Lake campground within Bruce Peninsula National Park. I picked a site at random when I made the reservation online, and it ended up being perfect: a stone’s throw away from Cyprus Lake, quiet, and the site that was closest to an observation deck on the lake. It was gorgeous!

A large portion of the Cyprus Lake trail was right beside the water.

We arrived in the middle of the thunderstorm, which dampened our spirits (heehee), but the rain stopped, the clouds parted, and we had beautiful (although sometimes windy) weather for the rest of our trip.

We did a 5.2km hike around Cyprus Lake on the first day and visited Tobermory, the teensy lakesade town at the tip of the peninsula. On the second day we visited the Grotto, even though we (and several other people) couldn’t find it at first. Finally, a local brought us into the Grotto, and we had to do a tricky, perilous descent into the cave. There was a different route to exit, and we had to squeeze through a hole in the middle of the rock. Before we left the area on the third day, we took a boat ride to Flowerpot Island in the Fathom Five National Marine Park where we hiked all the trails, visited the lighthouse, and had lunch by the shore.

Admiring Georgian Bay on the Bruce Trail.

View from the Loop Trail on Flowerpot Island. Look at that colour!

I truly miss the beauty of British Columbia’s rugged coast, so this trip was really good for the soul. Being a West Coaster, I never realized that the Great Lakes are enormous. Bruce Peninsula is bordered by Lake Huron to the west and Georgian Bay to the east. I had to continually remind myself that I wasn’t looking at the ocean. It was strange to think that all that water was fresh and not salty. Hiking over rocks and dirt, taking photos, and admiring the waves and the turquoise colour of the water… Amazing!

If you’re interested, you can find the rest of my photos on Flickr.