Younique Moonstruck 3D Fiber Lash Mascara Review

Since I have blonde eyelashes, I need all the help I can get when it comes to mascara. So I was totally pumped to try out this new (to me) product called Younique's Moonstruck 3D Fiber Lash Mascara .

I was asked to review the mascara with Steph from Signing Steph, who is one of my oldest friends (not by age, but by length of time), so I was excited to review this product with her because she's my real-life friend.

Someone help this woman!

We decided to do our first ever vlog (Mom, that means video blog!) and review the product as a blogging power-team.

It was so much fun, but it was challenging. And by challenging, I mean it was incredibly difficult to not laugh.

Steph and I have known each other since we were teeny tiny rugrats, so we have a lot of fun and talk wayyyy too much when we're together! It took us about 20 minutes to stop laughing and take this vlog-thing seriously.

Unfortunately since this was our first go at vlogging, the whole thing is kind of blurry. Sorry about that guys. Next time we will do better!

Make sure to watch the entire video to see some hilarious bloopers! We talk about neck fat, get attacked by Chester The Dog and literally laugh until we cry!



Correction: I did say the mascara came in different colors, but it only comes in black!

Bottom Line: The mascara is legit. I love it. It makes my lashes look super long and thick. Even Klay said he could see them from far away. He also asked if they could do something for my eyebrows, because to him, I have none. Thanks, hubs.

Now, get some voluminous lashes and contact Brittani! Make sure to show her some love on Facebook and let her know you read and/or watched our vlog!

Younique By Brittani

Brittani's Facebook Younique Page

The packaging is amaze balls. Fancy, schmancy.

It takes maybe a little longer to apply than normal mascara, but not much!

Step 1: Curl lashes and apply a thin layer 
of your favorite mascara

Step 2: Apply Transplanting Gel

Step 3: Apply Natural Fibers

Step 4: Seal & Apply Transplanting Gel Again

RESULTS

Steph's EYES: Left - Younique Mascara & Right - NO Mascara

Left: Younique Mascara  &  Right: No Mascara

One last video so you can see the up close lashes on vid. And I'm a complete and total nerd.

This product is incredible! Can I get an "AMEN" for this mascara!?

What did you think of our first vlog? Did you like the bloopers?

Are you going to try out Younique?

This post was sponsored by Younique by Brittani. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

Why I Hate My Vagina

OK.

The title is a bit harsh, I know.

BUT!

My vagina hates me.

And, I'm starting to hate it back.

Many of you read about my vagina problems here, and, guess what?

They didn't go away.

"The Color Purple" post was actually written a week prior to when I posted it. And this post was written on April 9th, so I'm happy to report my lady parts are back to normal.

I debated and went back and forth on whether or not to actually publish the original post. Airing out my vagina probs with the world wasn't exactly easy to do.

Ultimately, I decided to go for it. This is my page to write whatever I want and I would totally tell this story around my girlfriends, so why not here?



And I think the only guy who follows my blog is my husband anyway! And he, ahem, knows what I'm working with.

So let me start where I ended "The Color Purple" post...

I'm using some GIFs to help tell this story.

After my cycle ended, my YI symptoms began to return. And, about 9248923492 times worse than before; and, I mean it when I say 9248923492 times worse.

I was literally going crazy.



I was now going on seven weeks with this yeast infection bull.

SO, I called my gynecologist again and scheduled an appointment for Monday (the day of the 3D Crest/ELLE event).

The appointment was early and in Dallas, so I was up and at 'em earlier than usual. And, I didn't have my coffee so I put on the most hideous outfit known to man with no thought of having to be in the public eye while shopping for clothes for the soiree later that evening.

Ya'll should have seen some of the looks I got. 

I had plenty of "WTF-is-she-wearing looks" thrown my way. But I really didn't care. I had a busy day.



I walked into the doctor's office tired, feeling fat, and anxious to see my doc. Let me fast-forward for you...

So I am laying down, feet up in the air, with my lady parts exposed for the doc to examine...

What do you think happened next?

If you've been reading my blog for a while, you should know it can't be good...

She
painted
me
purple
AGAIN.



Ya'll, I can't make this shit up. And I know that's how you feel... as you laugh at my medical probs.

I didn't have my vagina painted purple once, but twice. Ugh, only me.

If you remember I did mention in the original post, things normally don't work right for me medically the first time around... I always have to go back to the doctor. I should have known this wouldn't go away like it "should."

So now, it's back to looking like an ink pen busted in my undies again. #purplevaginaprobs

And this time she "got it really good," she said... whatever that means. It took her a little longer to "paint" me up, and she event signed her name on my thigh!

LOL, I'm kidding.

The only good thing from all of this... maybe I can go on a Victoria's Secret splurge for new undies. I'm gonna need them.

After I left the doctor, I was incredibly frustrated but had to shift my focus to finding an outfit for the event later night.

I went to a nearby Dallas mall and found nothing. The only thing Forever 21 had was crop tops.
Um, no thanks.

And, then I thought. Maybe that's why it's called Forever 21, for those 21-ers. Am I too old to shop there now? I'd pick up something and say to myself "Who the hell wears this crap?"

This is how I felt while going through the store...



I met Klay for a quick lunch and told him my va-jay-jay was 50 shades of violet again. His reaction:



He then asks, "So, what color are they going to do next if this doesn't work? Yellow? Green? Orange?"

"Um, honey, I don't think it works that way."

The things he says sometimes!

I headed to an outlet mall near Mom's house after lunch. I always shop at Maurices because I can usually find a ton of options there, so if you every want to buy me a present, ahem!, a gift card there would be amaze balls.

And, I found a lot of cute clothes, shoes and jewelry that's off the chain (pun intended).



After leaving there, I rushed to mom's picked up Brody, had her paint my toenails because I don't know how. I was a tomboy growing up ya'll; don't judge. And, side note: there are several other things I don't know how to do--whistle or blow up a balloon. I think it's a blonde thing. #blondestruggles

Here's a list of reasons why I hate my vagina:

                

1. She's a pain in my ass. Don't take that literally because then I'd have a real medical condition. But lately she's done nothing but cause me frustration and irritation (that you can take literally).
2. She requires a lot of maintenance. I was reading in Cosmopolitan the other day, and most women go full brazilian down south. Nough said.
3. She's expensive. And, with all this YI BS I've had to use too many creams, pantiliners, pads, etc. I'm paying for the light bill at the Always Factory this month for sure. #canIgetadiscount
4. She's guaranteed to make me a complete basket case at least one week a month. Mother Nature comes a callin' with a vengeance...
5. She clearly has a cruel sense of humor. From YI's to painting it purple, she's given my readers and maybe even me a few laughs.

And, just like in my first post, I got a call from my awesome nurse--shout out to Melissa--who informed me it wasn't a yeast infection AGAIN. I painted my vagina TWICE for no reason.

Apparently it's all in my head.



I'm glad I got that off my chest!

Let me know what you thought of this post! What GIF would describe your day today? Comment below!

Don't forget to become a follower and share this blog with your friends and family. If I get 20 more likes on FB and 30 followers on this blog, Klay and I will play egg roulette!



 

Hello Spring!

This past weekend was amazing weather-wise in Texas!

With great weather and the sun a shinin', it was the makings of an outdoor weekend full of fun-ness. High-five to new words!

And, it was a bonus it was Easter weekend. #familyandfoodgalore

But the beautiful weather disappeared today, unfortunately, and on and off April showers have taken its place. So! I thought I'd brighten this cloudy Monday with some weekend highlights!

First things first--CONFETTI EGGS.

If you want to have a good time, kids or adults, you have to break out some confetti eggs! This was a fun-filled and colorful way to start off our Easter weekend. And everyone enjoys smashing eggs on your loved ones heads, right?

Wiping off Billie's confetti.

What can make a pretty day outside even better?

Well, BUBBLES, duh!

Brody had so much fun chasing bubbles and yelling "Get dat bubble!" over and over again. Thanks to his GIGI, he had plenty of fun with the goodies she bought him, including the bubbles and confetti eggs! Thanks, GIGI.

He loves his GIGI.

This year was Brody's first time to color eggs--ever! We didn't attempt it last year because we thought he was too young or disinterested. But he's at such a great age this year. At two years old, he knows all his colors so it was fun to watch him choose which colors he wanted to use. I think we figured out his favorite color is blue! 

AND, this was Klay's first time to color eggs in his life--ever--too. At least, he says he doesn't remember coloring eggs before. He didn't know what all the items were for in the PAAS egg color kit either. So the detective in me says he's probably right. My poor hubs had a sheltered life.

BUT, his first time to color eggs was also Bro-man's first time too, which is I think is pretty friggin' awesome.

Klay was really proud of his glitter eggs. Yes, he was the one who made glitter eggs.
Side note: Glitter is the herpes of the craft world.

And as they saying goes, or the saying in my world, it wouldn't be a holiday without a toddler tantrum!

 Toddler Meltdown Reason: "I don't want to hold that egg, Mama!" 

The things this kid cries over sometimes...

All this kid did this weekend was eat candy. He wasn't too interested in the egg hunt. He was more interested in opening the eggs to get the candy than the egg hunt. He stopped at just about every egg he found and said "Open Egg" to me or Klay, instead of trying to get all of the eggs first.

He ate enough candy to last all year, and this mama is worried about cavities. All I can say is at least these teeth will fall out before his permanent ones come in! #thankfulforbabyteeth

And this is the face I get when I say "Last piece, Brody."

Mimi, that woman I call Mama won't give me any more candy!

That face though! ;)

Yep, my kid is the only one making a crazy face.

Three generation of men!

Cutest Egg Hunter Award goes to...

Clearly he doesn't care about the camera. He was probably looking for more candy!

We finished the weekend outside, egg huntin', playing horseshoes, hitting golf balls and throwing the football. My husband kicked the football in his parents' pond and someone thought it was funny. See below!

Football + pond = funny

OK, guys. Klay and I agreed to do something fun for all to watch, if I can get at least 30 followers to follow my blog via email and 20 more FB likes!

Here's the challenge. If you share this blog with your friends and family and sign up to get blog updates via email, in honor of Easter just passing, Klay and I will do an Egg Roulette. If you never seen this before, check out Jimmy Fallon's clip here.

Leave me a comment to let me know if you're spreading the word about my blog! Also I want to hear how you spent Easter weekend! Did you have fun with confetti eggs!? What kind of shenanigans was your family up to?

Happy Late Easter to all my readers!