November 2009 Archives

This is exceptional value at its best: Napoleon Perdis: Deco Deluxe Lip Gloss

Although I usually tend to save the price for last; I need to let you know this Limited Edition set comes with 5 full size glosses for $28.

Each gloss is giant. About 3x the size of MAC Lipglass, and the girth of an old school highlighter.

The glosses come packaged up like a crayola marker set, and when you open up the box, each gloss has this porn star gold ring (see picture) at the top.

This was pretty smart of NP, b/c everytime I take the gloss out of my Rebecca Minkoff, first timers will ask: "What gloss is that?"

Regular friends say: "Oh, that's the NP gloss, right?"

That's righty-o, Biatch.

The ferosha doesn't stop there.

The 5 glosses are all very wearable colors. They slick on smooth, are not tacky + last up for about 2 solid hours of wear.

Apparently the glosses have flavors: strawberry, peach, rasberry, tangerine & watermelon?

I'm not too sure the gloss tastes like these flavors, or maybe that's because I'm just too busy smokin' my capris while wearing them?

All in all, these mamas are fun luxury (and make an excellent gift for that lip-gloss stealing best friend of yours).

Sign a bitch up.

Where? Here.

I am still flying high (with the angel wings I stole. Kidding.) from last Thursday.

Lucky enough to be invited to the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show Live Viewing Party, I (yes, me, the girl from Jersey who dreams more fabulous than reality) won two passes to the AFTERPARTY @ M2 in the meatpacking.

But, that's just me getting excited.

Here's how our night went: We show up at the Hotel Giraffe for the live viewing party and were directed (by the front desk) to the 12th floor.

LA-DE-DA is what we thought when we arrived at the 12th fl. penthouse & had our coats exchanged with a great glass of wine.

We stood in the middle of the room to take it all in.

Wondering if we were in the right room (everyone was dressed to the nine and I began to question if I was totally out of it living in Jersey) we ate up some divine apps: salmon mousse cakes, cheese crusted little puffs, etc...Then, after noticing that there was not a single big screen in the room for us to watch, we peaced out.

We left the 12th flr., wine glasses in hand, to find out where we were supposed to be. (Classy eh? Leaving the investors party & getting into elevators with glasses of wine.)

"The Cellar Bar," is what another hotel staffer told us, and off we went.

Once we arrived at Cellar Bar, we come to find out, the 12th flr. shin-dig we were in was the VS INVESTORS COCKTAIL PARTY. OMG. Mortification. Die. Yes.

Can you even?

Is this my life?

The Show:

I DIE. (Sorry Rachel, I'm over-stealing your phrase to point way past coolness.) It was taped at the Lexington Armory across the street from Hotel Giraffe.

The them for this year's show was "Magical Journey" and magical it was.

The Blacked Eyed Peas gave 2 stellar performances and Fergie rocked it in an emerald green bodice with a train that almost made me want to jump on stage & rip it off of her. When she curtsied, I wanted to imitate her immediately. Sigh.

The 5 show sets were totally different; 1 completely surreal to the next.

Femme Fekkai Sensuelle, Eau de Parfum 1.7oz

The potion: Orange blossoms & jasmine petals with wood & amber notes.

The packaging: Crisp & refreshing. The packaging feels modern & raw. When you look at it, you feel like you're unlocking the pristine, luxurious goddess inside you.

I love the matte feeling of the bottle.

I adore the elastic gold tassle.

And I love the handwritten metalllic quote by Mr. Frederic Fekkai: 'The spirit of a woman revealed'.

So, when I finally opened the top, I thought I was going to love it.

At first sniff, it smells alluring...But, when I put on 2-3 sprays, it smells like an citrusy 80's hair salon w/. a splash of 3-season old perfume you'll find at Filene's.

This plus the fact the scent didn't last too long... about 2 hours & I need to re-spritz.

I really wanted to like this one. I love the brand (Coiff spray. Amazing.) but I can't.

The reality is simple: I've been out of Bensonhurst for 5 years now and last time I checked, I left the stench a la Broad behind me.

It looks like a winner, feels like a winner, but not a winner.

Stick to hair, Boo.

Femme Fekkai Sensuelle
Eau de Parfum, 1.7oz
$95.00 (No recession price, Mon Amie?)

Any designer will tell you that what you wear under your clothes is just as important as the actual clothing.

I couldn't agree more.

Shape wear and right bra can really change your life.

If you are smart (I'm sure you have a Spanx and some $ 60 bullshit bra that promised you a husband and dream job) here is a little insider tip straight from the mouth of the assistant to the VP of design for the largest bra company in the world:

"The bras at Wal-Mart and Victoria's Secret are designed by the same people and manufactured in the same place."

Well, isn't that a bitch!

All this time we thought we were getting some extra TLC with the extra money we were dishing out.

Fear not, I have found the answer!

Frederick's of Hollywood.

I know you are thinking 'you have enough crotchless underwear', but trust that I know what I am talking about here.

They have truly great stuff.

I know the clothing can be a little cheeky but there are TPO's (Time, Place, Occasion) for those pieces.

Example: An Engagement party on Staten Island in a gaudy catering hall.

The bras and panties cannot be challenged in my opinion.

The colors, fabrics, and shapes are right on with what we have all played triple the price for. The best is that they run these crazy sales!

I have bought **sexytime** thongs for $1.

Those are ghetto flea market prices people!

Also, when you need to light the fire of the "Boy du Jour" you don't have to crack open the emergency trip-to-Miami piggy bank.

For $30 you can be looking all Pussy Cat doll with overnight delivery.

I've been delaying this review - sort of like when you're eating a scrumptious meal & you save the best thing on the plate for last. (Not that this is my last review, but you get the point.)

Heavens gate open.

Enter: Dermalogica.

No, they did not pay me for this, nor do I receive a lifetime supply of goodies (but that would be nice).

Dermalogica is the one of the best skincare brands I've ever come across.

Let me explain...

Rewind to...Oh, I don't know, 16 years old.

The skin: Despicable.

Oily, clogged pimply blackheads, even, the occasional cystic breakout.

And to quote Cher ''one would die & 3 more would come to it's funeral".

I scrubbed, buffed, picked, doused (with liquid Retin-A - ow.) and nothing helped.

Now granted this was part-teenage hormones, but part-not taking proper care of my skin.

Fast forward...10 years later, now.

Enter Dermalogica.

You know who they are, you probably see their non-descript grey & white sticker in your salon window, but you glaze over it as your eyes squinted to read how much a blowout is.

At least that's how I knew them. Some cheesy unisex salon skin care system - sort of the Nexxus for the skin world.

Then, about a year ago they became my client on Fashionista, so I had no choice but to explore them more.