Sorry for the delay in announcing the winner of the Vinca mustache jewelry giveaway!
Yesterday I was feeling just too damn lazy to record a video of myself. Yesterday I spent the day watching puppy and kitten videos.
I was kind of feeling lazy today too, so I will warn you that in this video I:
a.) Just got out of bed, therefore have no makeup on to cover up the circles of darkness under my allergy-riddled eyes
b.) Didn’t brush my teeth, but luckily you can’t smell my breath through the video
c.) Wear chest hair on my face
I do not wake up with chest hair on my face. I spirit gummed the living shit out of the chest hair and stuck it to my face. This means I will have glossy glue patches on my chin for the rest of the day, but you’re worth it.
If you’re the winner of the giveaway, please shoot me an email at laurenmodery at gmail dot com!
I wish I could give you all the gift of mustaches, but I will be having more giveaways soon! Also, Vinca’s jewelry is super affordable (more…)
Today is Election Day!
I voted. If my lazy ass can vote, then your lazy ass can definitely vote too.
Even my 85 year-old non-lazy ass grandmother voted today! Yay right-exercising grandmas!
You’re probably going to be inundated with election news stories and blog posts today. To break up the monotony and to prevent yourself from turning into a small, crying red-headed child who mistakenly calls the POTUS an untrained horse, this post is not only going to be an election-free post (except for the little blurb written before this), it’s also going to be a gift-giving post.
In honor of the month o’ the ‘stache (and prostates), I’m having a mustache-themed jewelry giveaway from my favorite Austin jeweler, Vinca.
If you’re not familiar with Vinca, it is about to become your new favorite thing. Adorably creative laser-cut jewelry designed and produced by a team of kick-ass Austinwomen? Yes, please!
This booming company has been featured in Seventeen Magazine, Redbook and Fab.com (more…)
Yesterday I wrote about beauty in the media and how we compare and contrast. I made a little footnote on Facebook that I still dig Zooey Deschanel’s peach fuzz ‘stache. It appeared that you did too. A lot. You freaky mo-fo’s.
Because of your fetish for the lady fuzz, I decided to write a post in honor of the female mustache. The womanly whiskers. The lip caterpillar. The Man Tickler. The Wo. The Frida. The Lady Grimley.
If you Google “Lady Mustache” or “Female Mustache” you don’t find a lot of appropriate photos (however, in that search you will find a picture of me as Freddie Mercury considered a facial hair “fail”), but you do find glossy magazine articles advising you on how to get rid of the pesky lip creature. Shave it, bleach it, wax it, rat trap it, stick your face in a boiling hot pot of water and scrape it off your face with a pumice rock. Everyone hatin’ on the lady ‘stache, but why?
Oh, because they’re fucking terrifying? Sure, I won’t argue with you there.