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Lipstick and Film

Did you know...

That lipstick holders are about the same size as 120 film?!

Y'all. I mean, WHAT?

It's okay to laugh at me because I would too! I don't think I can express how insane this is for me and it all came about as an accident. I found this beautiful case at a local thrift store. Look at that color?!
When I opened it up and noticed it was a lipstick holder (or that's what it looked like to me), I actually thought about removing that casing and replacing it with fabric so I could turn this into a clutch.

But, like many projects - I sort of set it to the side and found myself using it more like a prop.

Well, I started putting my used film rolls on top of my ottoman and they kept rolling off and falling to the ground. I don't know what made me try this, but I opened up the lipstick case (that was also on my ottoman) and started putting the rolls in there. To my surprise, they fit perfectly!!
Lipstick and film. Seriously? Could the photography world possibly be snapping her fingers saying "yeah, girl!" at me? I think so.
Anyway, these babies are FINALLY - and I do mean finally making their way to the lab today. Sans the case. Sorry Richard -- it's staying with me :)

Stubborn



I woke up Thursday morning with my right arm feeling like someone decided to do boxing drills on it. After groaning in pain Jose yelled from the bathroom "See, you should have taken a break."

Let me just say, I'm pretty stubborn. Wednesday night we headed to the volleyball court and decided to work on my overhand serves. We focused on mechanics and I even served a few over the net effortlessly. I thought I was finally getting it... but I wasn't. Jose told me to take a break because I hadn't put the ball down, but I refused. I would pick it back up, twist my hips and hit --- to no avail. UGGGGHHHH, I yelled. Pretty sure I was drowning out any sounds the tennis players were making when they served. What am I doing wrong?! I couldn't keep a consistent serve.

Finally -- FINALLY, after an hour I threw the ball down... I'm done, I have no more power. You tired? Jose asked. No, not that kind of power. Jose paused and understood... Oh, you mean will power. This actually made me laugh, how accurate he was, despite how frustrating the night became. I accepted that nothing was going to change that night and I would have to simply come back and practice.

Anyway, aside from the strained arm and bruised volleyball-ego, I'm feeling really good! Got some secrets for ya :) There is something new I am diving into but want to wait a little longer before I share it on my blog. There are a lot of goals I have for this summer, but the highest priority is updating my website! Can you believe I haven't put ANY 2011 photos on there?! Duuuumb.

Last, I have to leave you with something I stumbled across..


found via The Daybook

Oh, so THAT'S where my will power went.

What are your plans this weekend you lovely people you? Pool, anyone?! Want to teach me how to overhand serve? :P