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Today, I Needed a Pick-Me-Up

 




My phone is dying. 


It started yesterday. I was having a hard time opening apps. My phone wasn’t recognizing the touch commands. It continued intermittently throughout the day until last night, I really couldn’t open the apps anymore for a long time. At first I thought it was the screen protector. But I peeled a portion of it and it still wasn’t responding. 

It’s 3 days before PBF and I need a phone!

My husband checked it and said, “you need a new phone.”

This morning, I learned something that got me mad. I was raging inside but couldn’t express it. It took a while for me to release all that anger. So my phone plus this news. Great. Just great, right?

My son and I were scheduled to go to the mall and so I thought, what better way to cheer myself up than to play with makeup. I thought a bright eye shadow would do the trick. Since I was wearing a navy skirt I chose my BYS Blue Moon Palette. 

While I was layering and blending blues, I felt the anger dissipating. 

Then when I was done, I thought, “isn’t this too loud for a day look?” And then I said, “ I DONT CARE!” This is me, expressing myself, my anger. I cannot yell, so my makeup will yell for me. This is my way of rebelling. And to top it all off, I swiped some silver over the blues. And was smug about it. There, a full-on rebellion! 

Now that got rid of the anger.  😆


To balance it out, and since I was already calm, I decided to wear this very feminine embroidered headband from Taal, Batangas. 

Those were my two pick-me-ups today. Tell me ladies, what do you do when you need a pick-me-up?

I’ll tell you all about my shopping day soon. 

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'Til my next post,
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With elegance and quiet fire, 

Lady E

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