#skincare routines 2022

[roshni99]

2 Game-Changing Tricks for Your Best Skincare Routine Ever #skincare #tricks #healthtips

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[silviutolu-anastefanescu]

[yudaies]

TIMELESS ROUTINE.

꒰♡꒱﹑ IN WHICH your previously insignificant nightly routine finds new meaning with the man you love.

ıllı . ##2022 ( DRABBLE ) && yudai x gn. reader. beware. established relationship, domestic shit, fucking fluff, kissing, k and reader are whipped with each other (like no, they're fr so cooked). wc. 0.4k!

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AUTHORS NOTE ♡⃕. rewatching &routine inspired this (along with my talks with zanna and her newfound k brainrot). if you enjoyed please like and reblog!

© 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗒𝗌 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦. 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱.

“Umm, where did I put my face masks? Yudai, have you seen—” You peek into the living room to find your boyfriend sitting on the floor, surrounded by your missing face masks.

“Unbelievable,” you mumble, carefully stepping around the masks to stand before Yudai.

His eyelashes flutter as he looks up at you, and you can’t help but stifle a laugh when he pulls you onto his lap, showering your face with kisses.

“Stop! You’re going to get the product all over me,” you protest, gently pushing his face away but inadvertently getting some of it on your hands.

“That’s fine. I can always grab a new mask,” your boyfriend counters, leaning in to kiss your temple. You scoff with a smile, leaning into him, “You’re so shameless.”

Night routines have evolved since your boyfriend moved in with you. They still involve the usual: showering, skincare, stretching, journaling, and sleep. The only change is that they have become a source of shared joy. With Yudai, you’ve not only found a lover but also a true best friend.

“Oh! How about wearing this tonight?” he suggests, pointing at a Kuromi face mask before nudging you with his face, adorned with a Hello Kitty mask.

You weren’t planning on wearing Kuromi tonight, but seeing his excitement, you couldn’t say no to him.

“All right, but only if we can have a sleepover tonight,” you negotiate, “it’s been a while since we’ve had one.”

“Deal! I miss our sleepovers,” he replies with a smile, shifting you so you’re straddling him.

Guiding your hands over his shoulders, he bumps your noses together. “I love this little life we share,” he says, his voice filled with sincerity that makes your heart flutter. Yudai tenderly cups your face, his thumb brushing against your cheek. “I want to spend every moment of it next to you.” 

Before you can respond to his unexpected confession, he leans closer, capturing your parted lips with his lingering kiss. The world around you fades away, and in that moment, you’re completely overwhelmed by the depth of his affection.

When you both eventually part, resuming the rhythm of your nightly routine, it feels as though time has taken on a life of its own; it speeds up and yet seems to halt. In this moment, all that matters is the simple joy of sharing life with someone special. The true essence of your relationship, found in these small, seemingly insignificant moments, makes your life with him beautiful.

[jenny-in-a-jar]

🖤💙 4 days until my Surgery 💙🖤

(Picture taken Dec 9th, 2023)

I'm very very excited for my surgery (it's my second gender affirming surgery but this one is more significant to me since it'll be top and bottom surgery) and I'm obviously counting the days until it and I thought some people might be interested in my trans journey ���️‍⚧️ So see part 7 below the cut.

Part 1 here

As the summer was ending, I got really lucky! A lesbian hairstylist (who helped organize the drag show I went in the last update) gave my name to this sales lady who sold accounting work to like companies and she needed help with researching CEO and CFO types. And she paid me out of pocket and honestly it was pretty easy internet research using Google. I felt like a little rat scurrying across the Internet 🐀 So, thank you lesbians 🙏🙏

(Picture taken Nov 6th, 2022)

Apparently I really impressed her so she got me hired full time as a sales admin for her company (I wouldn't have gotten with my lack of a college degree without her) and I've had that job since! And a lot of my transition wouldn't be possible without the pay and benefits of this job. Also this is my first job where I get gendered correctly and I'm slowly getting less anxious about going to the bathroom at work 🥰

She honestly mom'd up on me and bought me a bunch of new business casual clothes for the job. And here's an example of one of my new work outfits 😁

(Picture taken Nov 14, 2022)

Bc of the new job I was able to afford a lot more things for transitioning! Like voice training. I remember when I first cracked I tried to just teach myself using videos but I wasn't good at it 😅 Also a friend during the summer of 2022 helped me and I did make some progress with her help. But, I started making a lot more progress once I started seeing a speech therapist. But, there was a barrier since I could tell she hadn't worked too much with trans people. I went to a speech therapist bc it was covered by my insurance but she moved and then I couldn't find anyone for insurance covered speech therapy. So, I eventually just paid for lessons Your Lessons Now. And, honestly it's going a lot better! It's really nice to be able to talk about my frustrations with voice training with another transfem. The biggest thing I'm learning from here is how to break the bad habit of pitching up my voice by squeezing my vocal chords.

(Picture taken Sept 8th, 2023)

I had also switched to injections and I highly recommend it! A friend even made my first two vials into earrings 🔥

I also got a lot lazier with makeup 😅 I do eyeliner wings, mascara, and blush for when I go into the office. Which for a bunch of accountants means I do about as much makeup that is normal for the women in the office 🤷‍♀️

(Pictures taken October 31st and December 2nd of 2022)

These were two notable exceptions. I really love the makeup I did for the Halloween of 2022 bc I decided to go as a ghost-type trainer. And the one on the right is when I learned how to use concealer to cover my 'raccoon eyes' as my dad liked to call them 🦝

Also this would be a good time to mention something I probably should've mentioned earlier 😅 I never learned how to use foundation. I know it's easy but I have a weird mental block around it 🤷‍♀️ But, in the summer of 2021 I started doing twice daily skincare routine for my face. Which took me from a very acne heavy face to people being surprised I'm not wearing foundation. Also the routine is really nice. Would recommend to those who want to get rid of their acne (send an ask if you want to know specifics).

(Picture taken Aug 20, 2023)

Romance update since I've been doing that lol: Well, things ended with all the girlfriends I had so I am down to 1 partner. And I got caught in a romance scam for a few months 😭 However, I can't really complain because I got engaged!!! It was so sweet in cute. My partner and I had this date the night before Valentine's Day under a statue outside of a local art museum. We read sapphic poetry by candle light and then they popped the question 🥰🥰

But, I say another big part of this era was I made a lot more local trans friends. Went to a good amount of house parties which would've surprised pre-transition me! And I really love my community of queer people I've been building 🥺🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️💕

(Picture taken July 21st, 2023)

Oh yeah!! I also started laser hair removal at the beginning of 2021 as well. Which was before this era but time is a lie. But the new job definitely made it easier to afford.

The biggest step for my transition was getting my surgeries set up!! And my FFS (facial feminization surgery) marks the end of this era. Below was the last picture I took before my FFS.

(Picture taken Feb 17th, 2024)

So, in my next update, I'll be showing my post-op pictures once most of the swelling went down. See you tomorrow!! 😁✌️

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[illwilledomen]

Redesign of an OC from 2022. Rosemary, a kindly and reserved village cleric. Had kind of a messed up childhood, his older brother was a nasty guy & was banished by their father (and subsequently became a vindicator), and then his home village was raided when he was a teenager. Rosemary is traumatized from that fateful raid, and he refuses to talk about it to anyone. Youngsters in the village don’t really know why mister Cleric freezes up when he hears a horn blare, or an axe hitting wood.

He is very pious and primarily worships Knowledge. However, ever since that strange player who calls themselves Steve showed up in the village, he’s begun to pray to Foresight too, for the future seems uncertain. He’s also a massive nerd and will talk your ear off about alchemical history.

Also he looks really young here but he’s in his mid thirties. I suppose he just has a killer skincare routine.

[kathlare]

old rivalries

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Charles and Amelie reunite in London for a night that takes an unexpected turn. What starts as a simple dinner plan shifts into a playful but competitive karting rematch, reigniting old memories and teasing banter.

Wordcount: 1.6 k

Warnings: none

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April 2nd, 2022 - London, United Kingdom

Charles tapped his fingers against the steering wheel as he waited outside Amelie’s apartment building, glancing at his phone to check the time. London traffic had been a nightmare, but he had made it, ready to spend the evening with her after months of not seeing each other.

The passenger door swung open, and Amelie slid in, a playful grin on her lips.

—About time, Leclerc. I was about to order takeout and call it a night.—

—You’re dramatic— Charles rolled his eyes, shifting the car into drive. —I told you I was five minutes away.—

—Five minutes is a lifetime in the cold.—

She rubbed her hands together for emphasis, and Charles snorted.

—You live in London. You should be used to it by now.—

—Doesn’t mean I like it.—

Charles just shook his head with a smirk, eyes focused on the road. They were supposed to be going to dinner, but at the last second, he changed his mind. It had been too long since they’d properly hung out, and he wanted to do something fun—something that wasn’t just sitting at a table.

Amelie, oblivious to the change of plans, sat beside him, humming along to the music playing through the speakers.

—So, how’s everything been?— Charles asked, making a turn. —Haven’t seen you since… what? February?—

—Yeah, it’s been a while. I’ve been good. Busy, as always. You?—

—Same. Ferrari never lets me breathe.—

—I can tell. You’re getting new wrinkles.—

Charles gasped in mock offense.

—I am not.—

—No, you totally are. You should invest in a good skincare routine.—

—Shut up.—

She cackled, leaning back in her seat.

They fell into comfortable conversation as Charles drove through the city, but when he finally pulled into their destination, Amelie froze.

—No.—

Charles turned off the engine and looked at her, amused.

—What do you mean, no?—

—There’s no fucking way I’m getting in a kart again.—

Charles burst out laughing.

—You’re still mad about that?—

Amelie turned to him with an incredulous look.

—You sent me into a wall at full speed! I broke a rib, Charles!—

—It wasn’t on purpose!—

—You literally pushed me off!—

Charles laughed harder, reaching over to pat her shoulder.

—Oh, come on. Stop being a pussy.—

She scoffed, arms crossing over her chest.

—I should make you drive me home right now.—

—But you won’t— he smirked. —Because deep down, you’re dying to prove you can beat me.—

Amelie narrowed her eyes at him.

—You’re a dick.—

—You love me.—

—Unfortunately.—

She sighed dramatically before unbuckling her seatbelt.

—You better promise you’re not gonna try to kill me again.—

—I promise.—

—Say it like you mean it.—

—I promise, Amelie— Charles said, overly serious.

Amelie rolled her eyes but opened the door to step out.

She pulled her jacket tighter around her as they walked toward the entrance of the karting facility. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, illuminating the track that stretched beyond the glass windows. The scent of burning rubber and motor oil filled the air, and the distant hum of engines sent a shiver down Amelie’s spine.

—This is a terrible idea.— she muttered as she followed Charles inside.

—No, it’s a great idea.— Charles corrected with a smirk.

A staff member greeted them, recognizing Charles instantly, and after a few pleasantries, they were led toward the changing area. Amelie hesitated, staring at the row of racing suits hanging on the wall.

—You don’t have to do it if you really don’t want to.— Charles said, softer this time.

Amelie turned to him, her lips pressing into a thin line.

—I’m not scared.— she said, grabbing a suit. —I just don’t trust you.—

Charles grinned. —That’s fair.—

She disappeared into the changing room, emerging minutes later in full gear.

—How do I look?— she spun around, arms outstretched.

—Like you’re about to lose.—

Amelie flipped him off, making him laugh as they were handed helmets.

—Alright, let’s do this.— she sighed, securing the strap under her chin.

Once they were on the track, sitting in their karts, Charles glanced over at her.

—Ready?—

Amelie exhaled sharply, gripping the wheel.

—No. But let’s go anyway.—

The lights counted down, and the race began.

At first, Amelie was cautious, gripping the wheel tightly as she got used to the feel of the kart beneath her. But as the laps went by, the old thrill kicked in, and soon she was pushing harder, chasing after Charles with determination.

He was fast—annoyingly so—but she managed to keep up, weaving through the turns, her competitive side fully taking over.

Charles was laughing through the entire thing, throwing teasing glances her way whenever he overtook her.

Amelie, in response, muttered a string of curses under her breath and pushed even harder.

But, of course, Charles won.

—Unbelievable.— Amelie huffed, yanking off her helmet as they pulled into the pit lane.

—Some things never change.— Charles smirked, climbing out of his kart.

—You’re insufferable.—

—And you still have a broken ego.—

Amelie rolled her eyes but couldn’t stop the small smile tugging at her lips.

They made their way to the benches on the side, flopping down as they caught their breath.

—Admit it, you had fun.— Charles nudged her.

—Whatever.— she mumbled, sipping from the water bottle someone had handed them.

Charles chuckled, stretching his legs out in front of him.

Silence settled between them, comfortable but thick with unspoken words.

Amelie glanced at him, tilting her head slightly.

—So... how are you?—

Charles gave her a confused look.

—What do you mean?—

—You know— she shrugged. —With everything. I know we don’t talk as much anymore, but I figured I should ask.—

Charles let out a small hum, leaning back against the bench. He appreciated Amelie's concern, but he wasn’t sure how much he wanted to get into.

—I'm alright. Busy. Tired. The usual.—

Amelie eyed him, unconvinced.

—You sure? You look a little... how do I put this nicely?— she tapped her chin in thought. —Worn out. Like you need to sleep for a year.—

Charles scoffed. —Merci. Very nice of you.—

She smirked, nudging his arm. —I'm just saying. F1 is brutal, and you’re always too hard on yourself.—

Charles exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. —It’s been a rough start to the season. The car is unpredictable. I feel like I’m driving at 110% just to keep up with Red Bull. It’s exhausting.—

Amelie nodded in understanding.

—Yeah, but if anyone can handle it, it’s you. You always bounce back, Charles.—

—Let’s hope so.— he muttered.

They fell into a comfortable silence, both watching as a group of kids ran toward the track, their excitement contagious.

—And you?— Charles asked after a moment, turning to look at her. —How’s life outside of being sent into walls by me?—

Amelie laughed. —You’re never letting that go, are you?—

—Never.—

She rolled her eyes, then shrugged. —Life’s been... interesting. Good, mostly. Busy. I’m working on some music, and, well... I’ve been seeing someone.—

Charles raised an eyebrow. —Oh? Who’s the lucky guy?—

—Shawn.—

Charles blinked. —Shawn as in Shawn Mendes?—

—Yeah.—

His lips curled into a smirk. —Damn, back to your first love? That’s very movie-like of you.—

—Shut up.— Amelie laughed, nudging him.

—No, seriously, that’s cool. Is it weird, being with him again after all these years?—

—A little. But in a good way. It feels... familiar, but also different. We’ve both grown up a lot.—

Charles nodded. —Well, I’m happy for you.—

—Thanks.— she smiled, then hesitated before adding, —You’re one of the few people who doesn’t have some dramatic reaction when I say it.—

Charles frowned. —Why would people react badly?—

—Because it’s me. And people love to have opinions about my life.— she sighed, leaning back. —But whatever. I’m happy, and that’s all that matters.—

Charles hummed in agreement.

They sat in silence again, but this time, Amelie’s expression shifted slightly, something contemplative crossing her features.

—Can I ask you something?— she said.

—Of course.—

She hesitated for a second before speaking.

—Have you talked to Lando recently?—

Charles’s brows furrowed slightly at the mention of his name.

—Not really. We see each other at races, but you know how it is. Everyone’s busy.—

Amelie nodded slowly.

Charles studied her for a moment before asking, —Why? You two still not talking?—

Amelie scoffed, shaking her head. —Nope. Not even a little bit.—

Charles didn’t press immediately, but he was curious. He knew something had happened between them, something bad enough to completely destroy their friendship.

—What even happened?— he finally asked. —You guys were inseparable, and then suddenly... nothing.—

Amelie exhaled through her nose, looking straight ahead.

—It’s complicated.— she muttered.

Charles raised an eyebrow. —That’s the most bullshit answer I’ve ever heard.—

Amelie let out a dry laugh. —Yeah, well. It’s all I’ve got.—

Charles didn’t push further. If she didn’t want to talk about it, he wouldn’t force her.

—Fair enough.— he said.

Another silence settled between them, and after a few moments, Amelie turned to him with a small smile.

—Thanks for tonight, by the way. Even if you’re an ass and made me relive my trauma.—

Charles chuckled. —Anytime. We should do this more often.—

—Yeah, we should.—

And with that, the night carried on, laughter and teasing filling the air, just like it always had between them.

[myoddessy]

soft launches are out?? | george clarkey

summary— where a household name of uk youtube meets an awkward comedian through a mutual friend and chaos ensues (bruna marquezine fc!)

December 2022

January 2023

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[getluckylana]

Seriously what was your skincare routine from 2019-2022? You can tell u were on skincare gamee. skin flawless glowy n all. if u have any pictures of the products. ✨

I believe I was on Accutane then. Used a gentle face wash, sometimes Paula’s Choice, and Cerave pm moisturizer. Super simple.

[sanamartens]

about.

full name: Laksana "Sana" Isara Martens

age & birthday: November 7th, 1992

zodiac: Scorpio sun ☀︎ Leo moon ☾ Aries Rising➶

occupation: Ex-actress, current Influencer on Tiktok/Instagram

preferred pronouns & gender: she/her, cis female

sexuality: Pansexual

hometown & length of time in briar ridge: Born in Thailand. Moved to NYC when she was 5. Visited her grandparents in BR every summer as a child, and lived there from 14-17, until she moved back to LA with her parents.

neighborhood: Beachfront

personality traits: confident, selfish, impatient, manipulative, witty, ambitious, calculating, resourceful, vain.

soundtrack: Messy - Lola Young

✍︎ penned by: Tee

☆ bio | connections / pinterest / timeline

Sana Isara Martens has always dreamed of fame and fortune, craving the glitz, glamour, and adoration her parents embodied as stars of the entertainment world. However, beneath the shiny facade of her upbringing was a darker reality. Her father’s betrayal at fifteen and her mother’s harsh words left deep scars, leading to rebellion, expulsion, and a stark shift to life with her grandparents in Briar Ridge. Determined to escape, Sana pursued acting in LA, but harsh critiques and a scandalous reputation plagued her career. A tumultuous affair with Alex Caldwell, a married lawyer who helped her break free from a controlling contract, left her vulnerable and shattered when their relationship—and her pregnancy—became tabloid fodder. Struggling financially and emotionally, Sana ultimately gave her daughter, Emmy, to Alex, believing he could provide the stability she never had. Reinventing herself as a social media influencer, Sana built a following by twisting her narrative, projecting strength and glamour while masking her pain. Now, hearing Alex has moved to Briar Ridge, she returns under the pretense of finding Emmy but with revenge and unresolved feelings driving her. Complex and contradictory, Sana is a glamorous storm—broken yet magnetic, selfish yet yearning for connection—determined to rewrite her story, no matter the cost.

timeline:

1992: sana was born

1996: sana and her mom move to LA when she's three

2007: she's kicked out of school at fifteen & forced to move to briar ridge with her grandparents

2010: graduates and moves back to la at eighteen, pursuing acting

2012: lands her first soap opera role at twenty

2017: moves to NYC at twenty five to pursue theatre after her reputation goes downhill, labelled a 'bad actress'

2018: lands a small broadway role at twenty six

2020: meets alex caldwell at twenty eight

2022: gives birth to emmy and several months later, gives her up. moves to LA

headcanons:

Inspired by Gabrielle Solis (Desperate Housewives), Alexis Rose (Schitt's Creek), Jackie Burkhart (That 70s Show), Summer Roberts (The OC), and Kathryn Merteuil (Cruel Intentions).

A fan of cheesy rom coms, and cries dramatically at endings — though will vehemently deny it if asked.

She has a TikTok and instagram following of about 800k people.

Her most popular video outside her discussion about a "previous relationship" aka Alex, is her 10 step skincare routine. Allll about self care.

She always checks her lipstick in reflective surfaces.. windows, spoons, her phone screen.

Girl has a voice and can sing.

Does not believe in casual attire — she's almost always overdressed.

Smells like a mixture of vanilla, honey and caramel.

Sana's obsessed with tarot cards and astrology. She acts all skeptical but secretly believes in all of it.

Speaks fluent Thai. Though she rarely speaks it in her day-to-day life, she’s fluent and slips into the language when she’s angry or overwhelmed or talking to herself.

connection ideas:

HALF BROTHER: He is 5 years older, and half white as per the Martens side of the family.

FANS: Either of her soap tv time, time in broadway, or social media followers.

NEW YORK CONNECTIONS: give me all the NYC connects! she was in new york from 2015-recently.

LA CONNECTIONS: She technically grew up there 'til she was about 15, then she moved to BR. She returned to LA when she was 18 until she was 23.

BEACHFRONT NEIGHBOURS: Your girl is currently renting a nice apartment overlooking the water. I want all the neighbour connections.

COUSINS: Must be at least half Thai (her mother's side)

PARTY BUDDIES: Someone who's willing to let loose with her, though she's actively trying not to.

CASUAL HOOKUP/FWB: Self explanatory. Your girl isn't one for commitment.

EXES: Maybe from her earlier New York days, or her time in LA.

CHILDHOOD FRIENDS/HIGH SCHOOL PARTNER (BR): I'd love some connections tied to her childhood summers in Briar Ridge, or the time she spent in BR from 15-18.

[silviutolu-anastefanescu]

[oi4v]

Goals for 2024

Lately, I’ve been in a mental slump, but I want to change that. 2023 was a year of major setbacks which is why I need to work hard for 2024. I need to get back on track and catch up with my peers and make my younger self proud. So right now, I’ve been preparing preparations and experimenting with routines and just hyping myself up. I want to achieve these and have a plan that isn’t that much effort but effective and efficient. They will be mistakes but I need to accept and push my self through it because in the end, it’s only you who can do the things you want and your life/situation can be changed.

Grades

My grades aren’t up to standard that I’ve set for myself and I appear to be slacking off in class—especially math. I failed my Math final. So I would like to change this. I want to concentrate more in school and because of that I’ve looked at who/what was distracting me and decided to cut it off. I’ve left platforms like Discord (still kept instagram, YouTube, and tumblr to document my progress (my biggest showcase of what I could do— my channel is @scarasun) I’ve also cut off a bunch of distracting friends (or ones that I know I can’t get work done with them) and I’ve been training myself lately (with push-ups/curlups for PE and just relearning Math. I want to show more effort in my craft.

Habits and Mentality

I want to create a better work ethic (or have the work ethic I used to have at my rigorous Catholic school) and work to complete my goals. I want to implement routines that I feel would suit better for me and just care for myself. During 2023, I didn’t care about my well-being and that end up becoming sick a lot. Right now, I’ve educated myself in hair care and also skincare and work to achieve better results. I also want to have effort in my appearance (I used to didn’t care if I looked bad) so I’m pushing myself. Lately I’ve been pushing myself beyond my limits with all of my hobbies. I’ve been practicing on my piano more so I can complete my RCM exams and be on track (I was supposed to complete my exam during late 2022 and early 2023).

Lately, I’m rewinding and twisting my mentality to be more positive and being more accepting of mistakes but to push through. I told myself that pain is alright, and sometimes it will help you complete your goals but it shouldn’t be immense pain and you should feel discomfort. I told myself that emotions are fine but you have to push through and that it’s fine to feel and accept that your situation is what you make of it.

Business

After all our preparations like: setting up the Etsy, setting up the socials, and setting up the website— I want to open my business with my friends (the co owners) with an official release in April but with a soft release in late January (we’re taking commissions right now please dm us at @tinyheartsscozm, tinyheartssco on instagram, or at tinyheartsszm@outlook.com

I want to get the business running and maybe be a part of an event during Mid to Late 2024. Right now, I’ve been crocheting a lot just for stock (but not too much). I’m also creating patterns/designs right now as well and will post. Though, I need to learn how to take breaks and create a balance

Preparations are not fully finished and I wished to test it more. Also, I need to start pumping out more videos and become a better editor. I’ve developed a good time/period and make use of my time with editing— not just for business but also for my sister’s and my branding.

These are some of my goals that I need to complete in 2024! I’ll send progress.

[femlegance]

TOP 5 WAYS TO INCREASE YOUR FEMININE ENERGY AND REMAIN TIMELESSLY ELEGANT

Elegance reflects your inner energy and grace. Embracing and enhancing your feminine energy can help you radiate timeless elegance. Here are the top five ways to do that:

Cultivate Self-Awareness: Start by understanding yourself better. Reflect on your values, passions, and desires. Self-awareness is the first step in harnessing your inner feminine energy and becoming the best version of yourself.

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2. Practice Self-Care: Caring for your body and mind is essential. Prioritize self-care routines that nurture your well-being, from skincare and exercise to meditation and adequate rest.

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3. Embrace Graceful Communication: Elegant women are known for their eloquence and empathy. Improve your communication skills, listening actively and speaking kindly. Your words and tone can greatly impact the energy you project.

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4. Dress with Class: Elegance often starts with your wardrobe. Invest in timeless, well-fitting pieces that make you feel confident. Classic styles never go out of fashion.

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5. Cultivate Kindness and Compassion: The true essence of femininity lies in kindness, compassion and empathy. These acts of not only make you more elegant but also brighten the world around you.

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Sources of Inspiration:

[xxcookiecrumbsxx]

Drabble: Enid is a high school teacher. She’s up late grading papers, Wednesday helps so she can go to bed. Fluff ensues.

Wednesday snuck up behind her wife, her arms snaking around her waist and her lips pressing a kiss behind her ear. “Hi,” she whispered.

Enid sighed and leaned back into her. “Hi.”

“It’s late.”

“I have to finish grading these papers.”

Wednesday reached around to tug the pen from Enid’s hand. “Finish tomorrow.”

Enid huffed in frustration, taking the pen back. “No. I need to finish it tonight.”

“Okay.” Wednesday kissed the top of her head. “Can I help?”

Enid looked at her with a glare but then sighed again. “Yeah, but you have to forge my handwriting or they’ll notice. They always do.”

Wednesday grinned, pulling the chair from her desk across the room to join Enid at hers. “I’ve been practicing.”

Enid suppressed an amused smile. “I’m going to try not to be concerned.” She handed Wednesday a stack of papers.

Wednesday pulled her reading glasses onto her nose and leaned back in her chair as she scanned, occasionally jotting down notes.

A few pages in she scoffed. “Sometimes your students are…”

“Some of them are a little dumb, I know. But they’re only sophomores. They have time.”

Wednesday breathed a laugh. “This one misspelled ‘school.’”

“They’re kids, and high school sucks. Spelling is not the priority.”

Wednesday didn’t look up as she let her hand move to rest on top of Enid’s. “I had an okay time in high school. Besides the near death experiences, those were good.”

Enid couldn’t help but chuckle. “Oh yeah? An okay time?”

Wednesday’s thumb ran across Enid’s hand in hers as she continued scanning. “Yeah, a cute blonde werewolf made it pretty bearable.”

Enid grinned begrudgingly. “I guess it was alright.” She looked over at Wednesday, who met her gaze. “This weird goth girl wouldn’t leave me alone though, she even almost got me killed a few times. Pretty annoying.”

“Hm.” Wednesday thought for a moment. “Should have murdered her.”

Enid choked on a laugh. “I still could. She’s still my roommate, for some reason.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

Enid rolled her eyes affectionately. Wednesday basked in her success of cheering her up. She set down the one paper she had finished. “Do you want some tea?”

Enid glanced between her and the paper. “Some help you are.”

Wednesday stood and kissed her temple. “Tea will help. And then I will help.”

Enid sighed. “Sure.”

Wednesday left and then returned a few minutes later with two mugs. She set one next to Enid and then silently sat back down and got back to reading.

“Thank you,” Enid said quietly as she took a sip. She made a face. “You didn’t put enough sugar in this.”

Wednesday rolled her eyes and got up again, taking the mug with her out of the room. She returned a moment later and offered the mug back to Enid with a raised brow. She took a sip and then nodded, raising it slightly. “Better.”

“Don’t know how you’ve married me if you can’t handle a little bitterness,” Wednesday mumbled as she sat back down.

Enid laughed, taking her hand as she continued working with the other. She looked up a moment later. “You’re sweeter than you look.” She kissed her hand before releasing it.

“Are you implying I look unkind?”

“Depends if you would take that as an insult or a compliment.”

“A compliment. The more I deter people the better.”

Enid shook her head.

They worked in silence for a while, the only sound the turning of pages. Soon enough they had together worked through the stack.

Enid let out a relieved sigh as she placed the final paper down.

“Bed time?” Wednesday asked.

Enid nodded, standing up with a yawn. “Bed time.”

Wednesday read in their bed while Enid did her skincare routine.

“We make a pretty good team,” Enid said as she climbed in next to her wife.

Wednesday grinned. “We do. We should get married or something.”

Enid laughed, pulling Wednesday’s book out of her hand and tugging her to lay down.

“I accept your proposal. Again. Sleep time.”

Wednesday pressed a kiss to the back of her head and pulled her tight to her chest. “I’ve just remembered we are already married, how convenient.” Another kiss. “Goodnight. I love you.”

“You’re stupid. But I love you, too, goodnight.”

“You’re stupid. But I love you, too, goodnight.”

[babciaries]

on: skin care

finding a good skin care regime that works for your skin type is always a hard task. especially if you don’t know where to start, etc. while i only started my skin care journey last summer (2022), i do want to share one or two things with y’all.

never fall asleep with your makeup on: i know it’s tempting and i know it happens to me, too, but if you can, go wash that face! your face will thank you for it

if you have trouble finding your skin type, go for products advertised to sensitive skin: it won’t harm you, it’s without any irritating scents/chemicals and is always a better option than not doing anything ;)

what you’ll def need: (1) cleanser (2) toner (3) moisturizer (4) sunscreen

you don’t need to double cleanse, but it’s still important to cleanse: some people don’t do it in the morning bc the body worked all night to produce important oils for your skin barrier, i for example do wash my face bc it makes me feel less greasy - def cleanse your face in the PM tho to get rid of all the dirt/bacteria/pollution/etc

korean skin care routines tell you to layer your toner(s), but you don’t have to: before i only used my toner once, on a cotton pad, to see if my makeup is fully removed, now i later it 6x. i do see improvements in my skin (it’s more glowy and feels tighter) but you def don’t have to!

serums are always optional: you don’t need them and you don’t have to worry about them. vitamin c is great for if you have dark spots/acne scars/general scars/etc. but you don’t have to use it! i know, a lot of people recommend them but maybe start slowly and then work yourself up

personally, i use a hybrid sunscreen (moisturizer + spf) bc i don’t like the heavy feeling of both layers, but you can def do both separately!

skin care regimes usually seem like hour long procedures and while they do take some time in the AM and PM, you shouldn’t be in the bathroom for 2h. let your layers sit for some time (min 30s to 1min) before going onto the next step to make sure that your skin was able to process some of what you put into it

tip: if you want to wear makeup on the day, do your skincare at least 30min before you put on primer or anything else. this way, your skin is nicely moisturized and happy and can take your primer/foundation/concealer/etc better!

[amedleyofthoughts]

I am here. I am.

The new year is always a confusing period for me. It brings about this need for self reflection and evaluation of the year previous. Most of that reflection and self criticism ends with my own disappointment in my actions or lack thereof.

As I've made a post of his work earlier this year, I'm a fan of John Green's writings. It's not a surprise after reading his novels over my lifetime from middle school to now that there's something special about his way of connecting to so many people through his works. I discovered in my feed at the end of 2022 a video of a short essay from his book, The Anthropocene Reviewed, by the title, "Auld Lang Syne". It was ground breaking for me to watch. It gave me such a sense of hope in every aspect. I really could not recommend enough that anyone read his book or even just spare twenty minutes of their day to watch the video.

I watched it over and over again this morning. While I ate breakfast, while I showered and after when I put myself through my skincare routine. I listened to it as I dressed in my pajamas and made up my bed. I watched it, I sang, and I cried. Maybe for some that doesn't sound all too strange. But I don't cry or sing. Like ever.

I wouldn't say that I'm an emotionally driven person. I'd like to think that overall I'm very logical in my reasoning for certain actions. Somewhere along my lifetime to this moment I built walls to protect myself from the pain that people in this world can cause us. Pain others have been the cause of and sometimes even from those in our lives that were meant to protect us from that pain can be the worst perpetrators. Though the worst pain I've ever experienced in my lifetime always came from myself.

It's taken what feels like a lifetime, so much of my own lifetime to finally step towards what feels like the right path for myself. To finally start to let these walls crumble and become overgrown and soften covered in moss and ivy. I want to follow a path that leads beyond these walls that I built in my fear and isolation from the world. A path that I hope will lead me to a place I feel I belong, wholeheartedly, without any doubt or fear.

It's not that I've never been emotionally responsive from a creative work before, but something about John's writing has elicited these emotions from me in a way that I can't quite remember many others doing previously. One particular part of this essay that reads, "I'll never speak again to many of the people who loved me into this moment, just as you will never speak to many of the people who loved you into your now and so we raise a glass to them and hope that perhaps somewhere they are raising a glass to us". It was one of the most emotionally evoking sentences from that essay that had me breaking down into tears. I couldn't help but to sing along also to the rendition of the song, Auld Lang Syne, and its tune at the end of the video.

I can see the hope in it. I can feel the swell of its emotion in my breast when I hear the song. No matter its macabre or somber history with the altered lyrics. I sang along, screechy and out of tune. I sang as my voice warbled with emotion and I sang until I couldn't stop sobbing. It was cathartic to cry like that. It felt good to cry like that.

The song in question is very simple and only about one line of a repetitive phrase, but in context just feels so right.

"We're here because we're here because we're here because we're here".

After John explains where the rendition of the song comes from he gives the song some context in the next few paragraphs of his essay and writes,"It became a statement that we are here-meaning that we are together and not alone. And it's also a statement that we are, that we exist. And it's a statement that we are here, that a series of astonishing unlikelihoods has made us possible and here possible. We might never know why we are here, but we can still proclaim in hope that we are here. I don't think such hope is foolish or idealistic or misguided. We live in hope-that life will get better, and more importantly that it will go on, that love will survive even though we will not."

Reading and listening to this essay was so healing. It reminds me of all the work I've done to get to this moment and gives me a mantra I would like to live by until all of my days are done. And considering how long I've spent not wanting to be here. I think that's pretty great.

I am here. I am not alone. I exist and I deserve to exist. I can hope and I do hope. My hope is not foolish or idealistic or misguided. My life will get better and it will go on, that the love I pour into myself and others will go on. (I know it's a bit spot on the nose, but I'd hope John would forgive me.)

For the first time in a very long time, I'm welcoming in the beginning of this new year. Not with overthinking my past life or old decisions. Not talking myself into circles of self hatred and loathing. I'm letting myself be in this now and accepting what and who has come and gone while anticipating what will be.