Friday, March 30, 2007

My Quick Update

Night-long salsa marathons. Unicef. Multicultural marketing. Meeting awesome new people. Organising trips and activities for cell. Upcoming Easter trip to see Bob and some friends. I am doing everything I adore. My arms officially hurt from salsa, and someone accidentally stepped on my toe with her stilettos while dancing. But life has been good. I feel happy.

Monday, March 26, 2007

Whipped Cream and Body Butter for the Innocent

Some of life's biggest indulgences. Hot tea. Warm shower. Whipped body cream from Origins. No not whipped body cream in the kinky sense. The name of the moisturiser really is whipped body cream: ginger souffle.

It is amazing how much you can tell about a person just by looking through her toiletries. Pore-shrinking scrub. Firming body cream. Tanning lotion. Whitening face mask. Anti-dandruff shampoo. Anti-Kink conditioner. Extra strength deodorent. It says a lot about what the person likes (or not like) about herself. What they want to change. What they feel insecure about. I like looking at other people's toiletries. I feel like I am connecting with them at a non-verbal level. It beats actual conversation sometimes. Unless they are guys. Then most labels on their soap/shampoo/face wash says "For Men" or "For Normal Skin". No girl ever believes she has normal skin or normal hair. There has to be something wrong with it. If not the multi-billion dollar cosmetics industry wouldn't have survived for so long.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

I realised I haven't blogged for a fairly long time. It happened sometime in late Feburary when I decided to start engaging and stop narrating my life. I had started to look at life through a third party perspective, through that of an author, a spectator, a photographer, and not as a participant. It is funny how little we realise how mediated our lives are. We look at reality through some form of media. We see car crash victims on TV and read about the lives in our neighbourhood in the newspaper. We find out about our friends' mood through their MSN nicks and we tell people things about ourselves through our blogs. The first thing you learn as a media communication student: You can't prove the tree fell in the forest if it wasn't on the 6 o'clock news.

That being said...I did go to a rather nice afghanistan restaurant last week. Afghan food is delicious!