I just finished make up school at Marinello Beauty College, am still continuing my education…but already have my credentials. I enjoy working with MAC cosmetics mainly, however, am open-minded to other products. I love COLOR. So if i ever do your make up, expect color if you do let me go wild. I will post some pictures of what i have done….

I don’t have much time right now to post anything great yet. But stay tuned….

PS> Go check out new MAC Cult of Cherry colors. I am totally in love with the spiced chocolate pallete and the purple smokey pallet. Also, the dark lipsticks are amazing!!!

Lately I have come to realize that life is so precious. I believe that every day must be enjoyed fully, whether it is filled with bad or good things, because every day is a moment that you are living. Yes, there are times when all feels as if everything is crashing down, but it always goes back up again. Always. Whether it is a simple “hello” that brightens up your day, or something that is completely life changing. All i know is that I have started to enjoy life more thoroughly. You can’t be mad at everything in life. So what if you paid the bill late? It’s just another bill. So what if you stained you favourite shirt, it’s just a shirt, and there are always many more like it–if not the same one. Just appreciate the small things in life. Whether it is enjoying the sunshine while you drive to work or school or just going to the park on Sunday morning with someone special. These simple pleasures in life is the key to happiness. If everyone just realized how important the simplest of things were, maybe the world would be a bit more happier of a place? Who knows…it’s just another thought out of my mind. Choose to follow and maybe it will bring you happiness. I know I have been a lot happier now. I have found a job. And because of not having a job for about four months I have come to realize how important it is. And it’s crazy at how much we take for granted the things we have.

Just appreciate the little things……

xoxo
princess.xtina.

Last week the Pacoima Moat and Drawbridge Company (“Serving Greater Pacoima Since 1979, We specialize in Aligators, Piranha, and Green Scum”) performed some unusual services.

 Without furthur ado?…here’s my story: tell me what you think?

There are many companies who have performed unusual tasks, yet the Pacoima Moat and Drawbridge Company has probably performed the most unusual. Last week the Pacoima Moat and Drawbridge Company (“Serving Greater Pacoima Since 1979, We specialize in Aligators, Piranha, and Green Scum”) performed some unusual services.

For example, last week the Queen of Pacoima Streen called in about her Moat and how it seemed to keep eating her Knights. She couldn’t exactly figure out why this was happening, so she called Tom from the company and asked to come look at the water. Tom, of course, brought his assisstent who didn’t know any better and asked him to jump in and test the water. His assisstant jumped in and suddenly as the Wueen screamed, Tom saw a school of Pirahnas jump up and eat him alive. Tom, joked and said he’d just find another assisstant and gave the Queen a special piranha killing treatment that would help.

 Another strange encounter was when Tom went down tot Westridge lane where there is the world’s largest drawbridge to the other side of the city. The man who took care of the bridge couldn’t understand why people were so afrdaid to cross it. Tom came by and walked over the bridge and found at the center a huge hole and at the bottom a bunch of alligator’s hungry open mouths and mangled car parts. He assumed a few unluncky motorists already knew why the bridge was unsafe before the caretaker did because they were eaten by these monsters. Tom had a quick solution. He quickly airlifted the alligators by helicopter and took them to Louisiana and then patched up the drawbridge. The people were going into the city again.

And lastly, the most strangest service Tom was asked to do last week was the time when Little MaryLou fell in her moat and came out green. Her parents didn’t know why the stuff wouldn’t come fof her so they called Tom and thought he’d have the answer. Tom came over and knew the solution right away. “Three eggs, two frog tongues, some baking powder, and a little rum will do it, ” he said. MaryLou washed all the Green Scum off her and she was back to normal again. Her parents could thank Tom enough.

And this is why Pacoima Moat and Drawbridge company is such a trusted name in the city of Pacoima. Employees, like Tom, care about the public and their unusual problems.

 ** needs a few fixes…but it’s a cute, disturbed Children’s story/advertisement.

I hate how the economy is so terrible right now. I hate how after two months of searching I have not yet to get one single call for a job offer. It is the most difficult task to find a job because so many people are not willing to pay for a part-time person. And it’s also sad because I am running out of money and I can’t do one thing about it! I can’t go up to employers and go “Give me a job!!!” Sadly, no matter how many times I call or apply I will not get any job offers! I’ve tried so many places, places that not even I a year ago would have even thought of applying at. I have lowered my standards dramatically and am basically searching for anything I can get.

I am so desperate for money and it’s so incredibly sad. It’s crazy how money has so much control over a person that when they don’t have it they basically go insane. People in the depression era went insane, many even took their own lives over it…and it’s SAD. Why go to such dramatic measures over a piece of paper? Why let it control your mind? Why does it give us pleasure? Why does it bring happiness? Why does it control our lives? It’s so simple. Because it can, because if we didn’t have it–to society we would be looked to as nothing.

And that is how I feel at this point. Nothing. Worthless. Just a piece of person without any power. I hate how I cannot buy anything I please. I have to be extremely cheap with whatever I do buy. And it is extremely hard because only a few years ago I was living the glamour life. I bought clothes every weekend…200 dollars, 350 dollars, 600 dollars at a time. And then it got worse…$40 a month if I was lucky…and now…nothing…for weeks, and months… And it’s so hard to adjust to it. Because everytime I go out, I see so many things and I don’t have not even a dime to spend on it. And it hurts like hell, makes you just want to cry and scream because you don’t have the power to do anything about it.

Yes, I am sure that there are far more worse situations than I, but as of right now, I feel so unworthy and pathetic that I feel like I’m lost and I can’t find my way out. I hate look for a job. And I hate how it controls me. I hate how it makes me unhappy everyday. I hate how I simply can’t find happiness in other things anymore until I know I have some power. I hate how money is so important. And I hate how my boyfriend said, “I guess I can’t even make you happy anymore…” It really isn’t true.

Love is still my number one priority, no matter how important money is. I’d rather be homeless and have him by my side than be greedy and have so much money and endanger my relationship. I know it is a crazy though…but in my mind…all you really do need is love.

Money is a neccessary evil that will forever control us, but love is a promising hope that will forever guide us through our troubles. And when you look at that dollar bill, please tell me if it brings you the same happiness that one would get from seeing the smile of a lover’s face?

Ok so I haven’t written in a while. I can tell because my views have gone down…sorry. I’ve just had so much on my mind, not neccisarily anything to write about in a blog but just to think about in my head.

First, fashion. make-up. modeling. Yes, these are my goals, but are they real? It’s amazing if I ever did achieve any of them. If I achieved that famousness that I desire; but it’s not really the famousness that I desire, it’s more the accomplishment of actually doing what I would like to do. I don’t really care if I have a billion dollars because of what I do, I just want to be known for having a talent and being able to live off of my talent. But the question is do I really have a talent? Am I made modeling or designing clothes or creating pieces of art on people’s faces? I believe I am, but no one else does. It’s quite sad, but very true. We live in a world where people just have to strive for everything themselves. You have to do the work, and no one is going to really help you. You have to believe in yourself, and prove to everyone that you are great. In my case, not even family believes in me. The only person who really does is my wonderful Knight, who supports me in anything I do and that’s why I love him. But now I’m just thinking and it’s so hard because everyone is so against it — What do I do?

My two options are, one, doing what I’ve dreamed of for a long time. Taking the chance of either making money or being pathetically broke and just doing what I love? Or Two, doing the boring job that most Americans have; sitting behind a desk, pretending to work, looking at an email from the guy across the room, and calling it the highlight of their day. Do I want that? I’ve been there, and done that. Yes, it’s secure. Yes, it brings money. But it’s absolutely boring. There’s no passion in it. Am I really stupid for going for what I want? My family wants me to become an office-job person–supposedly it’s “intelligent” and “secure for life”. But, look at all those people doing it? I bet millions of them wanted to be something else. But instead, they were probably put down and afraid to strive for themselves, and ended up in the cubicle.

I don’t want to be that person. But right now, it feels like I’m forced to. I’m trying my hardest to do what I want, but with little experience in the field, it’s extremely hard to find someone willing to take on a beginner. I am currently unemployed, and trying to find a job that will take me to my goal. But, I never knew how hard it was to find one in that field with little experience. However, the thing is, I am more than willing to learn all of it, but no one is willing to teach it to me. And I have no money to spend on a Cosmetics school, so basically what choice do I have?

none. The cubicle is already waiting…

 So, today I’ve been thinking about it all day and put this idea towards my relationship now. I’ve realized that lately I just fail to realize what I have. I fail to realize that I have the best boyfriend in the world, and no I’m not saying that because every other girl in the world thinks that of her boyfriend. But if you really knew him, you would yell at me and say “What the hell are you thinking? Don’t you realize what you have?” I mean yes, I do realize it. I appreciate him like crazy but there are just some times when I forget and just brush it off. But this is what I have to say about love and losing.

When you have something so dear to you, do not let it go…ever. Do not be stupid and think it will always be there because you never know when it will be taken away from you. Love as if there is no tomorrow, love as if you knew it was the last time seeing them, kiss them as if it were the last kiss, hug as if you can never let go. Enjoy every moment. No matter how much you hate doing whatever it is–remember it is with the person or thing you love and you should enjoy anything, ANYTHING you do with them. Enjoy the simplicities in life. Enjoy the little walks you take. Enjoy the moments of just laying in bed on a Sunday Morning. Enjoy the cup of tea you share. Enjoy the simple hug and hello when coming home from work. And if you have an animal that you love, treat it well. Play with them and give them the kind of love you want. Don’t ever be to lazy to see them.

It’s so hard for people to do this because no one ever enjoys the simple things in life–they always expect too much. They expect their lover to do extraordinary things every day but it’s impossible and that is why so many of us are disappointed in them. Because we have unreasonable expectations and when they fail to reach them we are disappointed. But if people just put these expectations aside then maybe there wouldn’t be so many couples breaking up. Everyone has imperfections in the world, and love is when you understand these imperfections and think beyond them. If you truly love, you will work through obstacles of all types…you will do the impossible.

That’s all.

dedicated to my puppy:

Ranger 1997-2006 RIP

 and to my wonderful boyfriend, who I am so in love with….

My Knight….I love you.

PRATO, ITALY — The “Made in Italy” label conjures images of little old men and women in aprons and spectacles, stooped over wooden tables, cutting leather and sewing by hand in workshops that dot the hills of Tuscany.

It certainly doesn’t make you picture Chinese immigrants toiling long hours in ramshackle, poorly illuminated sheds, and then sleeping in small rooms behind thin plywood right there in the factories.

These days, the coveted “Made in Italy” label on those Prada bags and Gucci shoes, which can quadruple a price, may not mean what it used to.

Thousands of Tuscan factories that produce the region’s fabled leather goods are now operated and staffed by Chinese. Though located in one of Italy’s most picturesque and tourist-frequented regions, many of the factories are nothing more than sweatshops with deplorable conditions and virtually indentured workers.

Chinese laborers have become such an integral cog in the high-fashion wheel that large Chinatowns have sprung up here and in Florence. Signs in Chinese, Italian and sometimes English advertise prontomoda (ready-to-wear). At the main public hospital in Prato, the maternity ward on a recent morning was a cacophony of 40 squalling babies, 15 of them Chinese. “Mi chiamo Zhong Ti,” one of the crib tags said — “My name is Zhong Ti.”

In Prato, Tuscany’s historic and industrious textile center 10 miles northwest of Florence, Chinese who are legal residents make up about 12% of the population (and probably close to 25% when illegal Chinese are counted, police say).

For the big-name clothing labels, Chinese-staffed workshops provide an important way of keeping costs down by supplying cheaply and quickly made purses, shoes and other products. It helps the fashion houses compete and, many argue, it’s better than the alternative: moving all production offshore.

But for legions of Italian craftsmen and -women who try to maintain painstaking but costly old-style practices, the cheaper Chinese labor is deadly.

Cont’d — http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/world/la-fg-madeinitaly20feb20,0,7852016.story

My Response:

This article mainly talks about how the “Made in Italy” label on fashion items, such as purses and shoes, is often not true. While the items may often be made in Italy, they are not often made by the Italian people in the traditional Italian way, but are made by legal or illegal Chinese immigrants. I picked this article because I am very big on the fashion industry. I know about the types of brands that are made in Italy and found it very disappointing that they are not indeed made with Italian quality anymore. As a buyer of these items, I find myself cheated.

            Besides the obvious reasons of feeling cheated, I enjoy how the writer conveyed his points. He explained how in the small Italian city of Prato, about twenty-five percent of the population is made up of legal and illegal Chinese immigrants. Italian companies use these people for cheap labor to produce their products. However, the author brings up the point of it being fair to consumers who buy these products, not knowing that the thousands of dollars they pay for a supposedly Italian made item actually cost these companies thirty American dollars to produce.

            While it may be better for the business to use this process of cheap labor, I believe in the end, if people start to find out that their items are being made by illegal people that they will discontinue their buying of these products, which in turn will leave the companies without business. Italian businesses need to realize that they are cheating their consumers and should put an end to this labor. I believe that Italian products should be made by the Italian people and Chinese products should be made by the Chinese people and that’s that!

Why does everyone wish for the fairy tale love life? Well, probably because everyone hopes to have the perfect relationship where everything works out. And it’s sad because America has turned into this place where perfect relationships don’t exist or are very rare to exist. Why? Why has it turned into this? Did people lose their faith in love? Or is it just societies rules to not stay with the same person anymore because it’s not fair to just be with one person and sacrifice never knowing who else is out there?

I beg to differ though. I don’t believe in societies rules. I still believe in that fairy tale love. Why shouldn’t I? I’m in love with a Knight…Ok he’s not a medieval knight, but he is indeed a Knight –last name. And he is just like he came out of a fairy tale…one that I’ve been waiting for my entire life. I feel so fortunate to have him, really. He is the best thing in the world to me and this is why I am a princess. Not because I am some spoiled girl who wants everything in the world and gets everything in the world, but because I am his princess and he’s my protector. Nice isn’t it? I know most wouldn’t believe it, but those who do are amazed. I am still amazed after a year that he is mine.

 What could a woman ask for really? He is everything and more. I am lucky. And to those who do not have love, I do wish you luck in finding your Knight. *Do not take mine or I will kill you. hehe:)

But besides that, a little more about me. I enjoy fine things. I love expensive things, but find the simple things in life to also be amazingly satisfying. Even though I am not incredibly rich and can afford all of the beautifully crafted designer clothes I’d like, I still find enough to purchase some fine things in the material word and give them my own sense of style.

I am, you could say, a  fashionista. I love beauty. I love clothes. Most importantly my obsession is Make-Up. Especially…MAC. Give me a brush and colors and I will create a masterpiece on your face. It’s sad because no one has noticed my talent besides those around me….But someday I do hope to become a professional Make-up artist and design my own line.

Another thing I aspire to do is become a model. Even though I am not 6 feet tall, I do wish I could walk that runway. I wish I could show off my body in beautiful clothes and have fun with it. I also want to be on America’s Next Top Model….but like that ever is going to happen.

 In reality…I am a nobody. No one will notice me unless I put myself out there and hopefully this blog will catch some attention. Maybe catch the eye of the right person. Or Maybe it won’t and I will continue living the Fairy Tale life I consider…

 Princess out.
 xoxo