A Job Well Done!

Happy Monday!

THE WEDDING. If you're new to my blog (welcome!) here's the deal...Hanako66 at Through the Looking Glass planned/was the MOH at a huge-crazy-gorgeous wedding Saturday, and she hired me to do the make-up...we had theeee best time together and a slumber party after (followed by a slightly comotose/hungover/exhausted brunch Sun morn!) Since she's been planning this wedding for so long, and blogging through the process, she will mos def do a better recap than I, and I don't want to steal her thunder! There was some amazing stuff happening on Sat night!

I didn't have a lot of time for pictures of myself because I was super busy making sure the ladies looked beautiful and their makeup held up to the 108 temp. They did, it did. Liz > Heat. BOOYA! Oh and heck yes, I'm tooting my own horn. Heat is a make-up artist's nightmare when it comes to make-up looking fab in pictures!!! I can't wait to see the professional photos and show you! The bride was really happy, so that's all I can ask for!

Hanako generously donated her dapper hubs to me for the evening, since she was a busy MOH, and I didn't know anyone, he was so fun and kept my drinks flowin, brought me cookies and gave me the inside on the other guests. He's also a really good photographer! SEE!?

Hanako66 and I. Isn't she so purdy? And can you see my necklace?? Her mom MADE IT FOR ME. It's so badass and totally rivals the Oscar de la Renta one I coveted! EXCEPT WAY MORE AWESOME, I love it. My LBD is from F21! GO KRISTIN!

A little mush-Hanako was a "blog friend" turned real life friend. She's incredible, so is her family and I hope our friendship only gets stronger! Blogging has brought so many amazing people into my life, and I'm so thankful.

I hope you had fun weekends lovers, can't wait to get caught up!

I've been lucky to have so many FABULOUS bloggers guest post for me, and it's my turn to pay it forward! Maxie at I Hate So Much is on vacation, and I'm guest posting for her today and sharing the true story of one of my relationship disasters. Check it out, because I'm hella out of my element over there and could use some support! If you comment, you're entered to win a pair of Gap jeans. Just bribing sayin... BUT if you're easily offended, DON'T GO. Srsly, you're a cupcake and I'll still love you. This one is rated R for language and adult situations. :) Gonna be posted at 5am EST, fyi.

Have a fabulous day!

XOXO, Liz

P.S. Unbeweavable giveaway coming tomorrow, WOOP WOOP! :)

Obsessed-Tanya of Captivate Me

Happy Friday!!

Today is a perfect day to introduce you to another one of my obsessions in a totes non creepy way of course...Tanya of Captivate Me. Captivate Me was one of the very first blogs I read back when mine was a wee baby, and I think if you have seen it, you will agree to have at some point thought, "How does she put these amazing posts together?" Srsly. I kind of LIVE for her "Lazy Sundays." Tanya is amazing, and has become a dear friend and what she did for me is definitely going to change the mood around here from emo-weavable to UNBEWEAVABLE. You must go check out her blog, it's truly breathtaking.

I'm kind of obsessed with her....

Hi my lovelies, it's Tanya from Captivate Me! I've been such a HUGE fan of Liz's blog from conception, I couldn't respond quick enough when she asked me to do a guest post. Liz's fearless outlook on life and her willingness give us a sneak peak of her world on a daily basis has always been so inspiring. In fact, I've wanted to do a post devoted to all the "why don't you's" in my life for a long time and for those same reasons, Liz's blog seemed to be the perfect backdrop for it.
So, here goes!!

(1) Why don't you . . . keep your head in the clouds for a little bit everyday. (2) Why don't you . . . dive right in. Without the fear. (3) Why don't you . . . make something ordinary, extraordinary. (4) Why don't you . . . go somewhere exotic. Even if it's just in your mind. (5) Why don't you . . . take an impromptu road trip. And of course, why don't you . . . post your own "why don't you" post?

Love and Kisses,
Tanya

Yay love her! Thanks T, besos!

And YOU just might be my next obsession! :)

Happy Weekend loves!! Hanako66 and I promise pictures!

XOXO,

Liz

Previous Obsession-Jill on How Not To Look Like a Tranny Hooker

Boo Negativity!

I think that just about sums it up. Thanks for putting up with my bitchboard haha. Since blogger and I don't get along, I don't schedule posts which means I'm not here tomorrow because I'll be in heavy duty wedding make-up prep mode, so I have a fabulous guest blogger spreading some sunshine. Seriously one of my favorite bloggers ever. SUPER EXCITED to kick the happiness up a notch around these parts and have an Unbeweavable weekend. (Cheeesyyyyy) Also means that I will suck when it comes to comments this weekend, but ya know I'll be back with tons of wedding pictures!! And LBD pictures! :) BOOYA!

Chin up!

Love to love to love ya love ya love yaaaaa,

XOXO,

Liz

(image via vi.sualize.us)

Well, At Least Those are Pretty.

FIRST...so glad you think my besties are as fabulous as I do. No doubt they are being called on today...read on, read on.

But...

Kel is back, yay, so there's a little construction going on around these parts. (She handles these things for me. ha. She also belongs in my previous post, that is for sure.) The pink on black was getting hard for even me to read...do you guys like this better? I'm here for you, so let me know. No, srsly, I am. I haven't had a chance to fix the links in my previous posts either, so don't mind the blank spaces...just highlight them if you're dying to see what I linked if you get there before me...which you probably will.

Moving on...

Craptastic mood, party of one. I HATE using my blog as a bitchboard, but sometimes it's gotta be done. Need to get a few things off my chest.

-I spent the amount of an Escalade to have perfect teeth. 2 years ago, I underwent drastic elective measures to have the perfect smile. 2 years later, I am still in pain and while I do have a pretty smile, being in pain doesn't make me want to show it off. Neither does my credit card bill. Beauty is pain, I fully back that theory usually. But not for 2 years.

-Douchebags. Southern California is NOTORIOUS for the amount of douchebags running around. To quote one of my favorite snarky websites, thedirty.com, it's one 30k millionaire* after another, wearing Affliction and calling women "bitches." Easy, brahh...I'm not interested.

-I'm upset. Life is unfair. I know this. Bad things should not happen to good people and I KNOW that's not how it works but I'm effing mad. This is my blog, and I'm MAD. I would much rather bad things happen to me. I can handle that better. When it's my friends...I just hate feeling so helpless.

-But Bergdorf's send me emails everyday, and aren't these pretty? Pretty Badass, no?I promise a happier, more Liz like post tomorrow.Today sucks, but tomorrow is a new start. It's a new day. And tonight I'm going to meet some of my favorite bloggers for dinner by the beach! Where they have NUTELLA CREPES. I think I'll fast forward straight to desert. Deserved, right?

Love you dollfaces...

XOXO,

Liz

*Mayjah disclaimer-$30k Millionare does in NO WAY refer to the amount of money a guy makes. A guy could have 10 bucks to his name but treat me with respect, and it wouldn't matter. Just clarifying.

**There's other stuff I'm upset about. Le life is hard sometimes. I wonder who I can really trust. On Twitter the other day, where random thoughts are encouraged and welcomed, I wrote "I wish I could be the girl who was happy all the time."

To which I received so many responses stating that-

A. That girl doesn't exist and

B. If she does, we prob wouldn't like her anyway. :)

There's Some Ladies I'd Like You To Meet...

If you've been a reader of It's Unbeweavable for even a short time, you know I suffer from a mad, raging case of blog ADD. I'm pretty securely based in fashion and beauty, I think that much is clear. But then there are the times when my heart is screaming to be let out...and I'm not the kind of girl, the kind of blogger who can just tell it to shut up while I post the neon Minkoff clutch I covet. (Although I do. I rillyrilly do want one.)

Friends. The family you choose. Chelsea Talks Smack wrote an amazing piece on 2D vs 3D relationships, that you must read. It got me thinking of my friendships, the ones I truly hold near and dear, and right now, all I want to do is have all these girls in a room and eat cupcakes and drink sangria from a bottle wine and not do the shred. Some of these girls are 3D. Some are 2D. All are in my heart. The line for me has become so blurred...and I love it. Maybe it's dealing with a really sick best friend that has this weighing so heavily on my heart and mind tonight. In any case, meet my besties. Thank them for putting up with my insanity, because if you think what I blog about is bad...you have no idea :)

Chrystina. Pray pray pray pretty please. I need her. In happier news, how freaking fabulous is this picture? Kate. Katie. We've been through some dark times together, and made it back up with the sun on our faces. I like it when she smiles. She doesn't. I'm trying to convince her to start a blog...Amazing Melissa. Balance. Reminds me to keep going, chasing, living, and appreciating the little things. She's not new to my blog. I wrote about her inspiration on my life here.

Kristin. We might collaborate on fabulous LBD posts (tosses weave ha), but this pretty lady is a true, life long friend. She's a fierce fashionista with a heart of gold. Her little man even sent me flowers! Trust-she's not as innocent as she looks. Just how we like it. :) haha

Miss Mayra. I once wrote an online dating post based on some dbag telling me I was "cute like a banana". Shortly there after I met my own Banana, who incidently, is rillyrilly cute. Go figure!? The soundtrack to our friendship is going to make a fabulous mix CD. She's badass. The list of our similarities is pretty extensive, so I won't bore you. I love my badger.

Well, obviously...my Brooke. People don't just show up in your life by chance, at least I don't think so. It's like God, the Universe, whatever you want to call it knew that I needed her. We needed each other. And when I get off that plane (I'm flying in with her sister ya'll!), it's not a matter of 2D becoming 3D. It's just like Oh hey...soulmate...I haven't seen you for 28 years, and you look rillyrilly good. :)I can't forget...

Brown Girl-She reminds me that I'm a tough cookie even when I feel like I'm about to crumble.

Lilu-Makes me laugh. Takes care of her friends in a fierce way...I'm lucky to be one. I didn't know what picture to use...I almost went with war paint. But instead...a glamour shot. Legend has it she's holding not one but 2 shanks...

Jill-In a word? Awesome. Also? Incredibly caring and willing to share her experiences with me.

Hanako66-Hanako66 and I sealed the deal, if you will...and I love her. Her strength inspires me.

This post isn't intended to alienate any of my readers or friends, as I love you all, truly and with each comment, email, or post of yours that I read, I am amazed at how you inspire me, make me laugh and uplift me. Multiple times. :)

These are the girls who hold it down for me on a daily basis, blog or not, 2D and 3D. I wanted you to meet them, because without them, I'd be a lost badger. Big ups to my girls...I adore you.

I hope and pray that you all have friends like this! To my new readers, I can't wait to get to know you!

XOXO,

Liz

"Maybe our girlfriends are our soulmates and guys are just people to have fun with."
— Sex and the City

(My friends are gorgeous. Steal their pictures and my latina fury is allll yours. Kthxbai)-I hate having to write that!

LBD MADNESS! By Liz and Kristin.

As much as I'd love to do a weekend recap, I don't have time, yo. We have serious fashion business to attend to over here, so I hope you're ready. I will just say that Sangria from a bottle is not too bad...who knew? Amen to the new black.

Speaking of black. I need a new LBD! Then one of my badgers said she needs one too! In all my excitement over doing the makeup for THE HUGE WEDDING this weekend, I forgot that I need something to wear because I'm staying and making the open bar my biatch hanging out with my girl Hanako66. Immediately thought LBD! Enter... Net-A-Porter. I will be the first to say I have theeee most expensive taste ever. It's a wee bit of a problem. Enter the lovely Kristin of Bonbon Rose. Quite possibly the most famous clothed chick on the internet. Most definitely one of my favorite girls ever. I begged asked for her take on the LBD and a collaboration was born.

Here are my top 5 LBD's OVER $200 and I promise no $13,000 Balmain's, I'm going to try this whole "realism" thing out...followed by Kristin's fabulous frocks coming in under $200. (I just said frocks.)

Elizabeth and James $495 (I rillyrilly want this one.)

Alice + Olivia Cutout Dress $365

Alexander Wang $595
Marc by Marc Jacobs $500
Preen $400

WAIT FOR IT...BOOYA!!! This might be my new favorite...BADASS.

KRISTIN'S UP!
Oh yeah, I'm back baby. I am, of course, super psyched to be once again gracing this rocktastic blog. Lady Liz is my bloggy guru and I lurrrrrrrrve her! Ok, enough of the hero worship. Let's get to it. Anyone who has seen Breakfast at Tiffany's knows the importance of having a little black dress in one's wardrobe. The perfect LBD is something you can always count on, much like a significant other. That's right babe. I just compared you to a dress. If you read my blog you might have caught me comparing my man candy to an article of clothing before. I love fashion and I love my dude. It's the ultimate compliment you see. Ah ha. Anyhoo, being that finding a good deal gives me a sugar high, ten points if you can name that movie reference, I present you with five budget friendly versions of this staple that every girl should have hanging in her closet.

Aqua at Bloomingdale's $78
Fred Flare $60
Forever 21 $24.80
Arden B. $68 Silence and Noise at Urban Outfitters $58

A little somethin for everyone. Thoughts? Big ups to Kristin WOOP WOOP!

Have an amazing Monday dollfaces!

XOXO,

Liz

Oh and total shameless self plug, for sure-but if you missed my Proust Questionnaire on Femme Rationale on Friday...its here. :)

And We'll All Float On Ok....

FRIDAY. I love you, really...it's been too long. So I'm not really over here today...

When fellow LA girl/fashionista Nina at Femme Rationale asked me to be part of her Proust Questionaire Series, I was so honored and well, tickled PINK. Nina is kind of a big deal :) I was a fan of her blog from a distance until we became friends. I'm in awe of her style, her travels, her overall badassness, not to mention she's one of the sweetest people I've ever met. So if you're inclined to know more about me than I even knew about myself...check it out, thank you Nina, I adore you! Nina also has an amazing online shop here.

Note-since I post in the middle of the night, and Nina is not a psycho like me, it might not be up yet...but it will be! :)

P.S. Life is good. And just a reminder to...

{It's good for the soul, yo}

Chrystina update...She's awake, she's awake! And hopefully able to come home soon, if it's this weekend, I will be going to see her, no doubt! Ohh maybe take the top down?! She thanks you all so much for your prayers, positive thoughts, emails, comments, etc...she hasn't been able to respond because she's been sleeping beauty, which gave her body time to recover a bit from the trauma.

Other than that, I've got a ginormous stack of September issues to read (yay!) and 2 unopened bottles of red (because drinking alone is the new black, BOOYA!!!), my badger colony to keep me entertained, the Shred to do and pms to keep at bay. This is my last non booked up weekend for over a month so I'm going to be mellow! Well see how that goes...

Happy Weekend Dollfaces!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! Let's hear it.

XOXO,

Liz

(next week...fashion overload, so get ready. I'm gonna need your advice-got a month of outfits to plan!)

P.S. Show some love to my bestie...my badger...my Brooke today, she needs some sunshine.

Dawn of the Living Shred

Hi!

I'm Liz, and I'm a Shredhead.*

I know what some of you are thinking...how many more posts about the Shred can you read in the blososphere?

Well. How about one more?! BOOYAH.

Level 1-left me panting, sweating, etc. I am not a sweater. Wait. How do you say that? I don't sweat. But I love sweaters. Especially cashmere. But I digress. It also left me unable to walk properly for days. (Dirty mind.)

SEE? That my darlings...is a prime example of SHREDHEAD. Makes you crazy...

Level 2-zzzzzz! Over it. Wasn't as sore as after Level 1 and I was like boo, you whore! (To Jillian. I like to call her names if ya couldn't tell.) 20 minutes felt like 2 hours. Started to get frustrated...

Inspired by my OOFA...(Who looks amazing and srsly keeps me accountable. Or Acannnibal.)

I took it to LEVEL 3...and I'm addicted. I can't get enough! She even says badass in the first circuit (but she's still a hooker). I want to do it more than once a day. I want my rockstar jumps to be the highest in the land!

SHREDHEAD. I am so freakin hyper. I can see my body changing! If ya couldn't tell-I'm a weeeee bit stressed out right now but I feel so much better after this 20 minutes than after hours at the gym.

I should warn you that there is nothing normal about Level 3. It's like the Twilight Zone with 3 weird girls holding weights doing things that do not exist in nature.

I dunno you guys...I'm not usually one to rant and rave about anything (unless it's Balmain or Loubies or The Badger Colony.) but LEVEL 3 is pretty gosh darn UNBEWEAVABLE. DARE I say it...it's ORGASMIC! There I said it. Woop woop.

I'm not going to phone it in...

XOXO,

Liz

Take 20 mins of Level 3, mix with TONS OF CAFFEINE, add in some mayjahh excitement AND worry and voila! A post I'll probably want to delete in the morning!

(*Shredhead is coined by Brooke's cousin. I can't take credit for that amazingness.)

The One in Which...

The one...
In which I stumble into Starbucks at 3pm, look down and realize "holy crap my toes are bright." Amber (looove Amber p.s) here it is!-Essie Punchy Pink. Kind of obsessed with it. Easing into the dayglo/neon revival...
The one in which I realize my True Religions are getting looser which excites me (thank you Jillian Michaels you hooker), and annoys me because my jeans aren't cheap. Seriously, my airfare to GA=a pair of jeans. INSANITY. (But oh so worth it, don't get it twisted.)

The one in which I realize that I might be getting in my car tomorrow and driving 5 hours to be with Chrystina.* Because that's just what you do sometimes. Whats a 5 hour drive between best friends? A hot minute if you ask me.

The one in which I realize the badger colony would do the same thing for me.

The one in which I realize I might need these for Fall/Oofa/Retail Therapy. On sale at Nordies.

{That heel. The slouch. Badass.}

The one in which you realize I got my credit cards back. Haha

The one in which I realize how badly I wish I could hug some of you.

*Chrystina-I heard from her Mom around 5 my time that she was finally in recovery. JUST NOW received this text...and I quote...pls note that she is in horrific pain, yet these are the kind of sunshiney texts I get...can you feel her personality? Ahhmazing.

"Oh my gosh I appreciate the prayers SO much!!!! I could feel them. I had a calmness right before going under! I knew everyone was praying for me!"

The one in which I realize the power of prayer and positive thoughts.

Some days I wonder why the hell I blog.

The one in which I will never wonder that again.

XOXO,

Liz

10 Random Things and Chrystina's Update...

{Update on Chrystina-She hasn't had surgery yet, if I get into it it will just be a really frustrated rant, lets just say hospital transfers take forever...but by the time we wake up tomorrow she should be out of it! Thank you for all the sweet words and prayers-she is able to read them and I know they touched her greatly. I'll let you know...please keep praying though :) I love you guys...she does too!}

10 Things You Were Just Desperate to Know about Liz.

I know, I know....I've made you wait sooo long. Ha. I'm rillyrilly bad with the tags and awards-and I apologize...so I'm putting a bunch of tags in one and then the awards post is comin with links and thank you's! Promise!

1. I have to listen to music when I'm blogging/writing. Usually the same song over and over. Currently on rotation-Halo (Hellooo pretty Banana), and You Make it Real-James Morrison. ORRR Madonna's entire Immaculate Collection. Works like a charm.

2. I've mentioned this in some comments and been asked about it....I spent 3 months in the Philippines when I was 18, sleeping in tents in the jungle, feeling snakes slither by, showering with buckets, no makeup, no contact with my friends and family in the U.S, doing charity work with children. Dance to be exact-there might have been a language barrier but it's amazing what music and smiles can transcend. And now I speak some Tagalog! HA! Happiest time in my life, I left a part of my soul there. I was also robbed at knife point and among all my money, they stole my camera. I was devastated. Still am, but the memories are forever stamped on my mind and heart.

(Other than that though, I am not a camper kthxbai.)

3. I worked for M.A.C/Estee for what feels like forever and am sad I left but it's a family I will always be a part of.

4. I know I'm keeping a guy around for awhile when I go "Tell me a story"...and he does. Ask my ex's (hellooo gentleman, I know you're reading/lurking)...they all passed that test. Almost nothing else makes me feel more safe and secure. Hello, I'm a toddler.

5. I have a convertible BMW and the top has not come down once this summer. FAIL. I'm really too high maintenance for a convertible. Or at least the weave is. I have dreams about going on a fab road trip down PCH with a bandana in my hair but not so much...

6. Most embarassing moment-this year, thus far-Umm so I like to sing in my car. Sometimes to the Pussycat Dolls "I Hate This Part"...and sometimes my phone likes to magically dial my good friends HUSBAND...on who's voice mail I BELTED OUT THAT SONG, with some PASSION, people... better move over, Nicole. They liked to play it back for me/at parties so much they burned it to a C.D. Awesome. JERKS! :)

7. I really like being alone sometimes. Maybe because I've always had a wombmate? I get really antsy/bitchy/aggravated if I don't get enough alone time. I'm either super social or a super recluse.

8. Brings me to this-I am very extreme. I LOVE it or HATE it. This goes for people, shoes, places, you get the picture. This is something I am trying to work on...but it's also something that just makes me, me. There's no inbetween...and you better believe if I love it, I'd do anything for it.

9. I am in the baby stages of starting my own Fashion PR/Marketing firm. It's a huge undertaking, and I am completely intimidated and insecure...but working for myself has always been my dream, and I've finally reached a point where I feel I have the solid foundation in the industry to do so/steal my contacts. I kid, I kid.

10. I know, I know...you KNOW. I get to meet my Brooke! And her fashion plate little ladies! And her hubby! And her sister! Trip is booked, signed, sealed, DELIVERED I'm there! Had to be pushed back a few weeks due to my tonsils/tranny-itis, but never the less...it's done and done. So. Excited. Onemind oneheart onelifesource...and lemme just warn ya...there will be many more mentions of this little adventure. I've never flown across the country to meet anyone. But she's not just anyone. Meant to be, I tell ya...(I call the blue ones lil lady. lol)

Now, I'm sure your life is complete. :)

Happy Monday luvvvers!!! I'm going to beat the Monday grumpies off with a stick. Or kick em in the balls with my heels.

XOXO,

Liz

(Images via vi.sualize.us)

Chrystina

I'm so worried I can't sleep, I feel like I might loose my cookies, I want to cry but I can't because what if I can't stop...and I need to be strong for her.

Some of you, especially those who have been around these parts for awhile, also read Whimsical Rose written by the gorgeous Chrystina.

Well. You might also know that she's one of my absolute best friends in real life...She's my family. It's not my story to tell, and she'll do it when she's ready, but she's been really, really sick.

She left me in Southern Cali in December to go visit her family in Central California for the holidays, and hasn't been able to come back since. It's been a long time. I miss her. We had plans, darn it. :)

(My absolute favorite picture of her givin her idol a run for her money...)

Right now she is in a hospital bed in the middle of nowhere cali and it.is.breaking.my.heart. We hope and pray that surgery will take place tomorrow-a surgery that will make things so much better, and have her able to come back HOME!

She doesn't deserve this-of course, nobody does...but she.really.doesn't. Her life is dedicated to helping others, being the most amazing friend ever, being a rock for so many of us who love her...and NOTHING can happen to this girl. Nothing.

I want her back. I want her to be the Disney princess she was again. I want her to go on acting and singing auditions and then I'll do her hair and make-up when she's up for...and wins...an Oscar. When you're in my heart, as some of you are as well, I love you with a crazy strength, and I love her.

Mild Liz rant-because I feel like the worst best friend on the planet-

I want to throw my blackberry because the past couple of days I have been busy, caught up, not feeling so good (although nothing like her), and we haven't talked. I thought she was sleeping...and she thought I was ignoring her. She was trying to tell me she was in the hospital...and I had no effing idea. Today she re-sent the texts that she's been sending me, texts I never received and all I could do was leave her a sobbing voicemail that I never got them and how sorry I was. Being her...she wasn't mad. She was worried about ME. (She also knows that her Iphone and my Crackberry hate each other, but still.) End rant.

I'll probably be up all night. This is not supposed to be a downer post...just an honest one. We are choosing to remain positive, because Chrystina is a ray of positivity. She's just been through SO MUCH and it's hard to not be there and the waiting game is the worst.

All your prayers and positive thoughts are appreciated, and I know Chrystina has been getting lots of love from the blogosphere, and trust me...nothing goes unnoticed by this girl. You guys are wonderful.

Hmmm...Anyone want to hang out at 1:30am? Oh wait, that is so sketchy to put on my public blog hahaha disregard that folks....this isn't craigslist...

Happy Sunday loves.

"It's kind of fun to do the impossible"-Walt Disney (Her favorite.)

XOXO,

Liz

(if you steal that picture of her I will seriously hunt you down and release the latin fury. I am in no mood kthxbai)

Slow Dancing in a Burning Room

*****Update******We have a winner folks, the fabulous dancing queen Jessi at Better Late Than Never! She goes by J-Diggety, and every time I see her name...No-DIGGETY I've got to bag it up! Email me loverrrr!! XO

I think it's pretty evident that I have a HUGE obsession with Balmain. I'm sure some of you are sick of me raving about the collection...and to you I will say, I'm sure you are a cupcake but do NOT rain on my parade. Badass parade, might I add. Many moons ago, I did a post called "Just Take Me Dancing" and it's still one of my favorite fashion posts ever. Of mine. Toot toot.

Liz wants to go dancing again. In a $13,000 dress. I die. Somebody better knock this off GOOD and fast. And they better get the shoulders right! But as previously stated, we don't really speak of cost here. Notsamuch. On that note, I added in the famous Isabel Marant boots that I've been trying to DIY for umm like 2 months, but nothing is as good as the original and my patience for DIY stuff is extremely limited, as I'm a total perfectionist with mild OCD-this does not lend itself well to arts and crafts. Which sucks.

I was feeling the sparkly black of the dress and the roughness of the grey chain boots together...I didn't want it to look too perfect...said the perfectionist. :) Well, I would wear them together...in my dreams. OR while I chill in my cozy cardboard box because if purchasing was even an option, I would have to forego pesky things like shelter,my car, food, my WEAVE oh the horrors, etc, necessities, DETAILS. The Marant boots are currently unavailable...and believe me and some fellow fashionista's...we tried.

It would be one badass evening with some hot man candy. Why yes, there is someone in particular! But I digress. I promise to stop posting so much Balmain...honestly though, it's rare that an entire collection captures my personal style in one swoop. One very pricey swoop. Le sigh...

I'm going to announce the winner of my giveaway later today! It's 1am and I'm clearly delusional.

Happy Friday dollfaces!

XOXO,

Liz

Balmain Paillette Mini Dress available on Net-a-Porter

Marant Chain boot image via NY Times

I'm Just a Squirrel Lookin for a Nut...

Hey dolls,

The title of this post is what comes out of late phone convo's with my Oofa...It's open for interpretation. Anywho...

I've received some emails about my makeup in the martini picture from Mondays post. Here's a new version...with a smile and le red eyes because I can't for the life of me get them out (this one is from my Blackberry so it's not the best...but I'm just tryin to keep things fresh!)Most questions were about lips-

Liner-M.A.C Cremestick Beurre

Lipstick-M.A.C Shy Girl (This is a perfect neutral, I just added the liner for more color and staying power because I predicted drinks...I'm psychic.)

Gloss-Viva Glam VI

Then Eyes-

Bare Escentuals Face and Body powder in Diamond Gossamer on brow bone/inner corner

M.A.C Graphology Shadow from lashline to crease (a very dark purple)-discont. I would recommend Nocturnelle

Smashbox Walnut Shadow blended into crease and outer corner, blend, blend, blend!

M.A.C Fluidline liner in Blacktrack applied with an angle brush-M.A.C #266- top lashline

M.A.C Graphblack Technakohl Liner on the INNER rim of the bottom lid (I love doing this. It takes some getting used to, but it gives a rock and roll BADASS look...and we know I like that.)

My smoky eye tutorial with Hanako66 is coming...prob gonna be vlogging while on Sangria. Even better!

CONGRATULATIONS to the Belle of Bismarck...she just welcomed a new baby boy into her family. She's so fierce she had a whole post dedicated to what she was wearing during her hospital stay. My kind of girl!

Ummm...I don't have a baby. Shocked?! I thought so. Nor do I have any neices/nephews yet, Gabby get on it! But she had a super cute giveaway-the person who guessed the babys correct birth weight would win! Since she's my girl, I played along-not knowing jack crap about month to birth weight ratio's, etc, etc, details, details. Well I WON...I was only 0.1 ounces off...and I find that hysterically funny. I know there was stiff competition with some seasoned moms! But anyway, the only thing I care about is that she and her new one are happy and healthy!

Reminds me to count my blessings, big or small. :)

XOXO,

Liz

Don't forget Gabby's Favorite Things Giveaway-last day! Yay for wombmates! :)

No Tranny Hookers Here...by Jill

I'm back at FIVE LIPSTICK STAINS (On Your Collar) today...been neglecting my other baby, but it feels good to be back. Check it out here.

Last week, I learned a few things. 1. PMS is a rabid biatch set on ruining my life/one week per month. 2. I have the best readers ever. 3. I READ some of the best blogs ever. 4. I think I'm going to start a weekly series called "I'm kind of obsessed with her" and have a guest post from.someone.I'm.mildly.obsessed.with. Not creepy at all, right? Perfect.

Meet Jill of The Pilgrim Congress. She's a fave. She has some MAD Microsoft Paint skills, and a calm, collected New England preppy-I'm cooler than you vibe that I (a slightly crazy half Colombian from LA) will never master. I'm also battling a sore throat again (tonsils have GOT TO GO-like next week), so I kinda sound like a dude...which is oddly fitting for this post, so I had to throw that in....

Jill put this video on her blog to direct her readers over here...but it is so amazing I stole it. Look how cute she is! ...and visit her blog after to find out why she had to pull the plug on this so quickly. I die.

Let me thank Liz for allowing me to violate her blog with a guest post.
Let me introduce myself. My name is Jillian and I blog over at The Pilgrim Congress, which is basically a Jesus-endorsed super site aimed at making you uncomfortable.

Now that the formalities are out of the way, lets get down to the business. When Liz asked me to do a guest post on Its Unbeweavable I basically peed my pants in excitement. After changing, I realized that I was totally fucked as I am not a fashion blogger. But then I realized that though I am not a fashion blogger, I am an expert in one area of fashion. And that is how this post was born. Enjoy.

How To Not Look Like A Tranny* Hooker In 4 Easy Steps

By Jill Pilgrim

1. Do Not Shave Off All Of Your Eyebrows, Only To Draw Them Back On With What I Can Only Assume Is A Magic Marker.

Here’s the thing, eyebrows? Totally awesome. Magic marker eyebrows? Very scary. Also, screams, “I secretly have a penis.”

2. Do Not Lose So Much Weight That You Cease To Have Breasts And/Or An Ass, And Then I Can See All Of Your Underlying Blood Vessels And Sinewy Muscles.

Breasts? Good. Ass? Good. Scary six pack on a lady? Probable penis.

3. Keep Your Lipstick On Your Lips, Drawing A Line Outside Of Your Lips Doesn’t Make Anyone Think You Have Bigger Lips, It Only Makes Them Think You Have Lipstick On Your Face

No one is confused by an overdrawn lip. At best you’ll look like Bette Davis circa What Ever Happened To Baby Jane? At worst, you’ll look like you may be trying to hide the fact that you have man parts.

4. Avoid Wearing Clothing That Look As Though It Is Designed To Be Cleaned With A Garden Hose, Instead Of A Washing Machine.

A rubber catsuit is not a good look on anyone. Any additional information on this topic would be superfluous.

Now chances are if you’re reading Unbeweavable, you are very hip and with it and not at all in need of this sort of advice. But maybe you have a friend? Or a co-worker? Or a parent? Someone in your life who is constantly getting asked, “How much for a reach around?” If so, ta da! Simply send them a link to this post and problem solved. God, I’m a giver. You’re welcome.

*For the record, totally nothing wrong with being a tranny. There is however something wrong with being a natural born lady who, through poor fashion and beauty choices, has people convinced she’s sporting a penis. Just saying.

See? We do charity work here, people. Thanks Jill!

Happy Wednesday Luvers!

XOXO, Liz