Showing posts with label Christopher Hopkins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christopher Hopkins. Show all posts

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda

This is where my creative, fun time comes into play.

This is where I am spending all my time lately.

Notice the difference between the computers?

One is sexy.

One is not.

PCs are just not sexy. Sorry PC people. I love my little netbook and love taking it about with me and love that I can have the damn thing in the study dining room while studying.

But the office with my Mac calls to me when I'm out in the dining room studying. It wants me to begin projects.

I could start shooting videos and edit them. It's easy with my Mac.

I should really get a better camera and do cool photo manipulation in PhotoShop. My blog would be fantastic with different visuals.

Now I'm thinking of all these things I could be doing. Things I would do if I had time.

I really need to design the space in our bedroom. Wouldn't it be cool to redo the wall of windows with . . . blah blah blah.

I could make those drops for the wii space. I bought the fabric, I could hang it from the . . . blah blah blah.

Shoulda, woulda, coulda. Now that I can't I really want to! Ha!

< /whining>

School is kicking my butt peeps. I am finding out much about myself.
  1. I will do every little, mundane, unimportant, can-wait-till-later task that I can find before settling down to actually do my homework.
  2. My homework takes me an inordinate amount of time. I have to be methodical! My biggest fear is it will all slide out of my brain and I'll lose it in the Minnesota black slush (ugly time of year peeps).
  3. I'm enjoying the studying part in spite of my bitchin'.
  4. Class makes my brain become mush. The minute any of my instructors begin speaking it sounds like Latin. I just read the crap in my text and it made sense. Why not now?
  5. Number four leads to number five. I am visual. BIG FREAKIN' SURPRISE yes? I have just discovered why I have struggled with school when I was younger.
  6. I am a nimrod.
Notice the picture of Staging Your Comeback? I have not forgotten it. I will be cracking the spine of that book more regularly now as well.

Meanwhile:
  • I am thankful that I have a brain
  • I am thankful it still works (I had major doubts)
  • I am thankful I am married to a CPA so when I am so mired in numbers he can help me sort them out
  • I am thankful no one is sitting behind me pondering my need for a root touchup. (cuz we all know my hair is PERFECT. Ha!)
What are you guys doing during this winter season to stage your comeback? What is your wrecking ball? What new passion is keeping you up too late at night?

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Obsession

I have a new one.

I’ve been toying with my wrecking ball approach to a new me for a bit now. I do love the phrase “wrecking ball.” It alludes (with a huge iron ball!) to tearing down the old to make way for new new new. I’ve been floundering around a bit in my ADD way and having some trouble getting started.

So one morning I’m reading my blogs from Google Reader and listening to the Lori & Julia Show from fm107. A guest on the show is The Makeover Guy, Christopher Hopkins. Here is his wiki page.

I live in the land of gorgeous people and even better hair. There is great hair in the Minneapolis area! There is really bad hair too (sorry Fridley and Coon Rapids), but in the Minneapolis and the St. Paul urban area you can park your arse in many different locations and watch the gorgeous hair walk by. If you’re quick, you can run one of these incredibly fit people down and pound the name of their salon out of them. Maybe.

After all, we’re the home to Aveda (I grew up in Highland Park – home to Horst of Austria, the father of Aveda), Rocco Altobelli, Jon English Salon, Juut, Christopher's own ReVamp Salon, and so many others – one better than the next. I’ve been to more of them than I can count, but we’re not going to go into my hair-history. I don’t want to cry.

So I’m listening to Christopher Hopkins talk on the show and I remember that I own his book, Staging Your Comeback: A Complete Beauty Revival for Women Over 45. I run over to my bookcase to find it!

I bought it a couple of years ago when it came out. Christopher (imagine me saying that like Adriana from the Sopranos – Kristafah!) is a local style expert. Hair, lifestyle, fashion, decorating, everything. I’ve seen many of his makeovers on television, read about him in the newspaper, and listened to him on the radio over the years. In fact one of the Second Act women in his book is my former boss from Hazelden, Linda. I squealed when I saw her in the book! She is a lovely woman and he made her seriously stunning.

I met Christopher once myself. Or should I say I startled/annoyed him once.

I wish!
A woman I used to work with, Amy, is the niece of Uncle Gary – Minneapolis man-for-everything. I love Uncle Gary. In fact, he once said to me, “Bettie, (he thought I looked like Bettie Page) if I were straight, I would make you howl at the moon,” but I am going off-point.

Amy had gotten tickets from her Uncle Gary to a posh club opening and her hubbins, Bubba, wouldn’t go. She asked me.

I fretted over my outfit, makeup, hair, everything. We were going to be hanging out with all the Snaabs that our area can serve up. And the people at the club were beautiful! It was a blast to just hang at the bar, chat up the cute bartenders, drink the horrible sweet free drinks, eat the brilliant free tappas, and get an eyeful of all that is beautiful in Minneapolis. Oh the gorgeousness!

Amy turned to me and said, “We are the ugly bettys in the room you know.” I had to agree. With my Ann Taylor Loft outfit (I panicked – what can I say?) and her weird shawl, we really were a pair.

But after some lubrication of the alcohol-type, a gathering around us of fun people we somehow knew, and a few new people drawn to us because we’re fun, we really begin to laugh and sparkle.

I followed Amy outside to cool off and watch her smoke when I spotted Christopher.

“Christopher!,” I screeched. He turned, startled, towards me. I was just drunk enough to let my social-tourette's have its way. I saw his face go through several thoughts, do I know this woman? No, I don’t. Who is she? Is she dangerous? No – she’s just badly dressed. I saw it! Brilliant!

He looked me up and down and said, “I can see what you’re trying to do here.” Oh! Amy and I collapsed into laughter.

“I know Uncle Gary, Christopher! He loves me!”

The drunken, bitchy woman-lawyer that was hanging with us turned to me and spat, “Uncle Gary loves everyone you dumb-ass.” So much for Christopher and me having a connection.

Ugly bettys indeed! Hey, I’m more comfortable at Whiskey Junction. I drive a Jeep Wrangler, not an Audi.

Back to the book.

I’m excited. I am loving this book. It goes into DETAIL! Detail is important. It’s easy to just tell women, find a good stylist, get wardrobe basics, eat right, work out, blah blah blah. This book has details. Step by step details that appeal to my ADD.

I’ll report on my progress.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Sundays

They are the best.First we brought in the tree that we picked out last night.

Then I made Sunday morning eggs.

Then I got beautiful.

Goofed around in the office.

Watched some football with Pup.

Read my book.

Calvin took a nap.

Pup put lights on the tree. This pic really is bad!

We went to the kidlet's house for dinner.

Girls drink wine while . . .

Boys cook.

A brilliant day.