Let’s be realistic: does this really affect us? We’re all going to die anyway, and the moisturizers themselves didn’t cause the cancer; that only came about after exposure to UV rays.
Instead of freaking out and tossing your Eucerin, add an amazing sunscreen to your regimin and use it every day–I like Shiseido Ultimate Sun Protection Lotion SPF 55 PA+++ (which I reviewed here) and Neutrogena Ultra Sheer Dry-Touch Sunblock with Helioplex, SPF 55 (which is also now available in SPF 85, although I haven’t tried it).
Why didn’t I hear about this sooner? This offer started nearly a week ago and I just found out today.
Who wants to lend me their student ID? Haven’t tried it yet, but I don’t think my old ID is valid anymore. Thank goodness all my friends are staying in school to get their Masters’.
In graphical representation, this is how I feel about the Beijing Olympics:
My dad, on the other hand, has been recording every second of Olympic coverage…on two channels. Is this really necessary?
I did catch a little bit of the bicycle races a couple of days ago. As a swooping sky shot showed the bikers edging around Tiananmen Square (at least, I think they were bikers–fucking smog), the commentators noted some Tiananmen Square “fun facts:”
Built in the 1420’s…the square is Beijing’s “town square”…was cemented over in 1958…
Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah.
Wait…over there….what is that?
OMG! There’s a giant pink elephant standing in the corner of Tiananmen Square!!
How did that get there????
Side note from the Annals of Crazy Jews and their Subtlety: the Holocaust Memorial Museum is again showing its exhibit on the 1936 Olympics in Berlin, which was a major propaganda coup for the Nazi regime. The exhibit was first shown for the 60th anniversary of the Berlin Olympics to coincide with the Atlanta Olympics. If you’re in Washington DC, I highly suggest you check it out before it closes August 24th. If you can’t be there in person, visit the website to explore the online exhibit. It’s definitely on my list of things to see while in DC next week (actually, it’s the only thing on my list…but I feel it’s important enough to interrupt my busy schedule of shopping/eating/boozing).
Please pardon my absence this past week. After watching this video from The Onion, though, I believe any feelings of abandonment you may be harboring will melt away:
I don’t really read Cosmo because I feel like I become noticeably stupider every time I crack an issue open. In moments of weakness, I will read a friend’s copy, then immediately regret it after Cosmo advises that I treat a yeast infection by coating a tampon with yogurt and inserting into my vagina (true story.). This should go without saying, but ladies, please keep yogurt out of your vaginas.
I am seriously broke right now (for good reason: I just bought a plane ticket to go visit my sorority big in DC. yAy!!). When facing a budget crisis, I prefer to window shop for things that I could never afford, a couple of higher-than-normal charge card bills or no.
I love Alexander Wang’s clothing; his designs are like an encapsulation of the type of woman I want to be.
Feminine, but edgy and deconstructed. This dress screams, “Yeah, I’m hot shit, but so’s my emotional baggage.” (BTW–this model scares the shit out of me. And may I ask, what’s the point of collagen when you’ll just be covering it with inappropriately pastey lipstick?)
The other night, in a car with a couple of other intellectual elitists, discussing the difference between living with a significant other and living with an ordinary roommate.
Girl riding shotgun: Living with your boyfriend isn’t as bad because you…
(at the same time) Me: fuck. Guy in back: make love.
Grs: I was going to say hold out to get what you want, but…
I can’t decide if I think it’s more “free-love” or more “that pervy uncle you only see when there’s a death in the family.”
“Secret”, “memory”, and “poem” versions are also available. Price is $10 each; I wish they were available in a multi-pack to make letting them go via trade a little easier!
Oh boy, do I love a hot leather motorcycle jacket. Unfortunately, such wonders are out of my current budget.
A few months ago, while visiting my friendly neighborhood Macy’s, I stumbled upon the most miraculous cream sweatshirt I had ever seen: hooded with a big asymmetrical zipper running up the front and zippers at the wrists, it would only have been more bad ass if it had been made of actual leather.
I was filled with lust.
But I was still unemployed and poor.
I didn’t buy it.
I regretted it immediately.
I took my mother back to my friendly neighborhood Macy’s the next day and convinced her to buy it for me.
Phew! Don’t you just love happy endings?
Want your own bad ass motorcycle hoodie? My cream jacket is no longer available, but it seems like motorcycle-inspired jackets are going to be a trend this fall, and many shops are introducing their own versions.
I took the plunge and finally bought my carry-on bag for my 10-month emigration to Germany, the hayden-harnett Ibiza. Holy shit, do I love this bag. I have been stalking it for months, and hesitated buying it even after I found a coupon code for 15% off (enter ROCK2007 if you’re interested).
It’s actually larger than I thought it would be, so now I’m hoping it will suffice as my sole carry-on. The color’s lovely–it’s very vintage preppy-cool (God, I sound like fucking Lucky)–and much better in person than in the store’s pictures. The lining’s very light, which I’m hoping will be of assistance when searching the bag’s cavernous depths for lipgloss, etc.
It’s cute, but as my mother pointed out, I could easily go to the pet store and buy a leather dog collar and achieve the same effect. Which, BTW, would be waaaaaay less than the $40 I paid (give me a break; the current price is $78). So, yes, the bracelet’s going back.
Expect a detailed account of what exactly will be going into my lovely Ibiza come mid-September as I prepare for my trans-Atlantic flight. Anticipation’s a bitch, isn’t it?
I’m a twenty-something who likes to travel, shop, play with my nephew (’Lil K) and niece (Syd Vicious), take photos, make music, listen to music, eat sushi, educate the world on what a douche John McCain is, and sleep ’til noon.
K.Rae on August 14th, 2008
I’m a twenty-something who likes to travel, shop, play with my nephew (’Lil K) and niece (Syd Vicious), take photos, make music, listen to music, eat sushi, educate the world on what a douche 
