Beauty Tips 101

"For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair, let a child run their fingers through it once a day.

For poise, walk with the knowledge that you will never walk alone

People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed,

revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that

she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman

must be seen from in her eyes because that is the doorway to her

heart, the place where love resides."

Audrey Hepburn

Over Consumption

Whenever I go out to eat and I can't seem to finish my meal, I never force myself to finish it all. Yes yes, we all hear the argument of "there are starving kids in Africa", but despite the starving kids in Africa...the fact is i'm full. Why force myself to finish off the plate? My belief is that when I go to a restaurant, i'm ultimately paying to be full and satisfied. So if I were to force the rest of the food down, i'd end up feeling too full and uncomfortable...which simply conflicts with my goals. I'm also an Asian female who weighs less than 200 pounds (I weigh exactly 199 pounds, sup big girl). So does it make sense that the same portion of an pasta entree at the Cheesecake Factory is going to fill both me or a 175 pound male or a midget exactly the same way? Probably not. Just sayin'. I think that when you have just enough, then you should be content. Why force yourself to eat everything thats out in front of you? If there is an ample amount left over, then just take it home. This is why I don't like going to buffets cause it makes me feel like I fail at getting my money's worth and you don't get to bring anything back. The only exceptions I make for buffets are all you can eat Korean BBQ and sushi cause I am a huge meat person and I love sushi so I definitely can pull my weight there. I believe in eating to your heart's content and your stomach's worth. I also believe there is always a separate stomach for dessert. My main point is that we shouldn't feel forced to finish everything that is given to us. For example, you go to KFC and order the 12 wings deal but you find yourself full after 10 wings, but there's only 2 wings left so you might as well finish it off right? But if you're already full, then why? Often times we will over consume because we feel it is our right or duty to or just because we can. That's why Americans are kinda chubbs.

The American society is built on over consumption, not just in our eating habits but in so many other ways. The amount of clothes in our closet, the amount of junk in our garage, the amount of paper we don't recycle, the 30 pack of water bottles we buy instead of a filter, etc. Although consuming is what helps stimulate our economy, I find it a problem in our value system. It's all about consuming the best, new thing (i.e. all iProducts). And it's the same small percentage of the population that keeps consuming while others find themselves barely consuming. We just all need to find a balance. If we could all just be content with having enough, we'd have a lot more fulfillment. It's like when you're super hungry and you keep eating and eating cause you think you're still hungry, but if you were to stop and just wait for 10 minutes your brain is able to process that you're actually full. We constantly are consuming to satisfy every one of our human needs, but the thing is God always provides us with all we need, it's just hard to recognize it.

I Believe

"I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles."

- Audrey Hepburn

Howdy There

The Best Advice

Love yourself. Love the person that God has created you, in all your beauty and flaws. I believe that's one of the most important principles in life that every person should grasp. It's amazing what a little self TLC can do for you. :)

Simply Forgotten

There it was. Just like any other day I was getting ready in the morning while listening to my upbeat, girly, guilty pleasure music itunes playlist. Except unlike any other day, I noticed it. I had completely forgotten about it. Looking at myself in the mirror, my eyes widened in half surprise and half unfamiliarity. It was as though I were rummaging through a box of keepsakes and stumbled upon a forgotten item, a strange mix of familiarity and foreignness. I ran my finger over it and felt the uneven scar. The touch felt so foreign to me. For as long as I can remember i've had this fairly small but visible scar. In fact it's been so long that I actually have absolutely no recollection of when or how it happened. The earliest memory I have of it is me asking my mom how I got the scar. Even the memory of that is a bit hazy. I think my mom told me I was a little girl when it happened; I was running and tripped on the cement. Simple enough right? I always wished a crazier story had happened, like I was a little girl rushing to save a baby bird falling from a tree and in the process tripped on the tree roots. Or a man tried to kidnap me with a knife but I fought my way out of his hold but in the midst of the epic fight, the knife had left a scar. But nope, I was running on the cement and tripped. I wonder how fast was I running. I wonder how big the scar was when I was a little girl because it's been years and it seems to never have shrunk. I wonder why it never healed like the other scars I got as a child, scars that I actually remember getting. I wonder if it hurt. I wonder if I cried when it happened. I like to think that I didn't cause you know, I probably was a very tough little girl. I like to think of a lot of things. I wonder why I don't remember.

Very rarely does anyone notice my scar. Hell, it's been years since i've even noticed it. It's strange to live with a scar without any memory of the incident or the pain that may have had come with it. Sometimes it feels as though forgotten memories are secrets our subconscious keep from us. But hey, that's just sounds like crazy talk.

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Oops on being so M.I.A. Just wanted to say i'm alive and well, despite spending the last 4 nights in Vegas. haha