Beauty: Ipsy Bag July 2018 #Ipsy @saythelees #beauty #makeup


Here’s July’s Ipsy Cosmetic bag. Each month I receive a cute case and five items to try that are makeup, skincare, or related. If you’re interested in signing up for Ipsy, you can do that here: Ipsy Bag.



A mermaid or water-like theme for July’s Ipsy makeup bag. I liked this one a lot. It has a pretty sheen.



July’s little description card, focused on Summer of course!



OFRA Cosmetic Laboratories: Eyeshadow in Shimmery Charcoal — I like it, but it’s a bit dark to wear most days. Even at night, I’m not a huge fan of dark-grey, I prefer dark-brown or dark-purple in my crease, if I wear it.



SUGAR Cosmetics: Stroke Of Genius Heavy-Duty Kohl in Green Light 03 — I loved this, surprisingly. I’m not much for Green, but this is beautiful as an eyeliner when you want to do a nude eye, and not much else. It’s creamy and buttery, and stays-put well. The green shade is nice, like a sea green, not a moss. A great item that matches all eye colors well.



Mellow Lipstick: In Candy Floss (Matte Lipstick) — Great shade, almost a neon pink and bright for summer. For me, a bit too neon, but I have friend who has a similar complexion and loves this bright pink color.



Free Hugs B’LIVINN Nail Polish: Color – Awesome — This neon pink polish matches the lipstick, but the lipstick is matte, while the nail polish is shiny. I’m going to put this with the lipstick, for my friend. The brand is great, I’ve used it before and the color goes on smooth and bright.



Comptoir Sud Pacifique Paris: Vanilla BlackBerry Eau De Toilette (Natural Spray) — This scent is wonderful. It smells so good, and I love it. It’s a product, I’d purchase. The combination of a sweet blackberry note, with the vanilla smells refreshing and light; the vanilla isn’t overpowering. Love this Natural Spray, it’s excellent.


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Friday Fictioneers/ Three Things: Fiction – “Even the Small” #amwriting #FridayFictioneers #fiction


Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff for hosting the Friday FictioneersFlash Fiction of only 100Words. I’ve combined with the 3ThingsChallenge and the words: mattress, golf ball, and green.


Credit: Ted Strutz

We stroll as winds of cooled-heat kiss our skin. The scorch of daylight has faded and twilight means relief, a chance to escape the apartment. Even with a fan, the heat stifles me above my mattress.

I hurry, trying to match the boys’ strides, as mint chocolate chip dribbles down my chin. In the harbor, fishing boats and small yachts reside. To our right is the country club, and an immaculate golf course with greens.

Come dusk, the club turns into the local bar. Sleek design, can’t hide embellished tales, years of laughter and midnights carousing. At night, the patrons care not for decor or social status, but to forget. At night everyone has a story worth telling — even the small.


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Three Line Tales/ Three Things Challenge: Poem – Lunes – “Color Explosion”#amwriting #3LineTales #poetry #3TC


Thanks to Sonya from Only 100 Words for hosting #3LineTales. I’m combining with 3TC (Three Things Challenge), and the words: fan, cool, and summer.


Credit: Ricardo Viana via Unsplash


A storm of sensation overcomes,

Syrupy colors transfix;

Summer shocks with night’s rages.

*****

Flinging primary and secondary colors;

Paint’s acrylic pleasure,

Artistic soul awakes, heats coolness.

*****

Force of heat fuses inspiration,

Sweat trails,

And rivulets of creativity fan.

*****


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Congratulations Megha!


Congrats to Megha from the Go Dog Go Cafe, who one first place for her wonderful poem. Take a read in my reblog! #poetry #award #firstplace #GDGC

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Hello All,  I have some fantastic news to share about one of our Baristas, Megha Sood.
 
In June, Megha’s poem, “My Victory Song” was the 1st Place winner at the NAMI NJ Dara Axelrod Expressive Arts 2018 Mental Health Poetry Contest.
The prompt was “What’s your song?”

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Three Line Tales/ Saturday Mix: Poem – Lunes “Children’s Games” #amwriting #poetry #saturdaymix #3LineTales


Thanks to Sonya of Only 100 Words for hosting #3LineTales. Also, thanks to Sarah of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Saturday Mix’s Same Same but Different Prompt. This week’s words we cannot use and need to find synonyms for are: check, dress, hand, snake, and drop.


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Eyes bright with metal palms,

No clothing I’m —

Armoured in white-plastic overalls .

*****

Divergent from children of skin,

No life’s blood;

But, my tablet never falls.

*****

Curiosity, wonder; I click into,

Games, to play

Slitherers and ladders; winning all.

*****


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Published Poem: Free Verse – “Brokenness Complete” #amwriting #poetry #spillwords


Thanks again to the literary site, Spillwords.com, for publishing my latest piece of poetry: “Brokenness Complete.”


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Notable Quotes: July Part Three 2018 – Special Edition #quotes #pinterest #NotableQuotes


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Three Things Challenge: Fiction – The Homeless Wood Nymph’s Fairytale #3ThingsChallenge #amwriting #fiction


Thanks to the Haunted Wordsmith for hosting the #3ThingsChallenge. Today’s things are: discovery, lace, basketball.


Credit: Caroline Hernandez via Unsplash


Kate tromped through the bushes, in her wedding gown; at least she’d switched to her flats. The fist fight between her fiancé, and his best man, Jim, had her heart thumping fast. She ran to catch Evan as he disappeared into the pussy willows, into the Woods. The sun burnt her skin, and she swore as makeup and sweat melted in rivulets down her face.

She’d met Ev playing pick-up basketball with friends, walking her fiendish dog, Slash. He was a rescue dog, and Ev abhorred him. Slash won him over when Ev learnt that the accident-prone doxie was left to die by the side of a road — just as him. Both doxie and man had a roped scar down their torso.

Ev had studied law within the military, but had been called up for a tour in Afghanistan. A mine exploded, killing one of his squad and leaving Evan half-dead; his right side slick with blood and guts.

It was two-years since Kate met Ev in the park and nine-months since he proposed, but only six-months with therapy twice-a-week that lessened his nightmares of that insufferable day.

Kate’s lace dress tore as she shoved her train over her shoulder. Where was her made of honor, Rose? She couldn’t get out of her corset alone.

“Ev?” In the stillness of nature she searched. “Where are you? What happened with Jim?” No answer, but leaves crackled. “Ev, please. It’s our wedding.” Little trails of blood marked Kate’s skin as prickled branches scratched.

Kate blew out her breath; a long train and flats made hikes through the woods impossible. “Don’t do this to me, don’t ruin our day because of him. You’re out, and you’re finally getting over the horror — you and Slash. You’re working at you’re dad’s practice, and you’re why I haven’t been drinking these past two-months.”

Kate’s throat was raw, and she heard twigs snap as she neared Ev’s scuff-less shoes cast aside. The pussy willow fluff in the air made her sneeze. She wiped her nose and sniffled. Her allergies alone hadn’t caused her eyes to tinge red and her nose to drip. She rubbed her eyes and screamed. Tears leaked out of her eyes, a constant dripping faucet.

“Kate?” Finally, Ev stepped out from the woods, barefoot. Her handsome guy in a fitted suit. He’d thrown his jacket over his arm, and his sleeves were rolled. He held a beer to his blackened-eye.

“Ev, thank God. I’ve been yelling your name forever. There’s barely cell reception, and we’ve missed our ceremony. What happened with Jim?”

Ev grumbled and rubbed the back of his neck. “I don’t want to talk, not today.”

“He’s your best man.”

“Not anymore, Cameron’s in.” Kate sat beside Ev on a fallen tree.

It crackled as she sat, and tore at her lace skirt. “You ruined my dress, you know. My mother will never forgive me.”

Ev rubbed a hand over her cheek. “Your shoulders are sun-burnt and you’re face is red; you’ve raccoon eyes too.”

“How observant of you.”

He grimaced then pressed his lips twice against hers, back and forth. “I would’ve come back. I wouldn’t leave you. I told Cameron to say I needed two hours.”

“Well, Cameron wasn’t fast enough. I saw you leave and ditched my Kate Spade’s. While I searched for you I suffered terrible allergies. Now that you’re discovered, I’m mad at you, Ev.”

“I get that. I still don’t want to talk about Jim.”

Kate huffed. She pushed at Ev’s shoulders. He teetered, but didn’t fall. She shoved him until she was pounding at his chest and shoulders. Then Kate rushed Ev as if she were a linebacker. Ev didn’t fall or talk.

Instead, he sniggered, a hand holding his stomach. “You have to stop! My stomach hurts from holding in my laughter of your whimpiness. Stop running at me; you’re exhausted.”

Kate grabbed Ev’s tie and yanked. “You pick up my train and march us back to the ceremony. Don’t pull this shit on me today.”

Ev’s mouth hung open, and Kate closed it, peach nails digging into his chin. “Bella, luckily, will fix my makeup and hair and even has a little vacuum to get the thorns and twigs from my ruined dress. We’re getting married, screw Jim.”

“You don’t want to know what happened?”

“Not until tomorrow.”

“He–”

“Shut it. There maybe no guests, but your dad surely knows a judge who can help us before tonight.”

“Listen Kate –”

“No, you listen.”

“He hurt me. When that landmine killed Jace, he pushed me too. Jim was scared, but he was also a trained soldier. I asked him straight out who pushed me three-years ago. Today, he chose to tell me it was him who left me to die; him who never returned for me until twenty-three hours later.”

“Selfish prick. I’d like to deal with that coward myself. I’m sorry, Ev. I would’ve wanted to tackle him too”

“I’d have forgiven him anything as long as he’d been honest. No guy we were with would’ve said a thing, and they didn’t. It wasn’t their fight. But, it’s two-years later and he’s lied all this time. I went through so much. I’m still going through it.”

Kate swore and grabbed her phone from her clutch. She texted Rose.

“What are you doing?” Ev’s grey-eyes were wide. His hand stopped her typing.

“I postponed things. We’ll get married at the hall tonight before the fesitivities. It will be a half-hour, not a whole service, thankfully. This time away’s more important.”

Ev nodded and she gawked as tears ran down his face. “I’ve never seen you cry. Not even in physiotherapy.”

He pulled her down next to him, and buried his face in her neck. A wet cooling sensation flowed onto her collar. She barely flinched when his tears stung her sunburned skin. He needed to get this out, and Kate didn’t want him to notice her pain. She embraced Ev, and didn’t move until he was done.

Eventually, he peered up. “How much time?” His voice rasped and his face was flushed.

“Until 5:30 p.m. Rose and Cameron have it arranged. Everyone saw what happened with Jim. They’ll understand.”

Ev pushed a hand through his chocolate hair and wiped his eyes. “My face is probably as red as yours.” Kate leaned against him and the rip of her skirt up her leg made them both wince.

Ev shrugged. “It’s okay, babe. We’ll deal with it. We’ll get through tonight, and everyday after that. You’re my new bestie, and Cameron’s been promoted too.” She smirked and entwined their fingers.

Her thumb brushed over his mouth and his hand wrapped around her head, as he laid it on her shoulder.

Ev played with her curls. “Now, I look like a homeless wood nymph. Your fingers aren’t helping my hair. Ev kissed her neck beneath her ear.

She rested her cheek against his hair, as he laughed. “I like your new look. The amount of leg where your dress ripped is also an improvement.”

Kate elbowed Ev and he sniggered. He placed his hands around her face. “Is it true I’m the reason you haven’t been drinking? Is it because -?” She nodded and Ev’s eyes twinkled. When he grinned and rocked her back and forth, she knew the wedding would turn out.

He placed his hand on her belly. “Let’s hope Slash isn’t the jealous type.”


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The Best Piece of Writing Advice I Ever Received


Writing Advice via Ryan Lanz. Write as much as possible. #amwriting #writing #practice

A Writer's Path

by Meg Dowell

You don’t know which projects are going to succeed, and which ones are going to fail.

Many people assume that because I’ve been writing for a long time, I now do so professionally, and I give advice on my blog, I’m the expert who knows it all.

And with that point of view comes the assumption that I’ve already learned all I need to learn to be a successful writer.

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Promote Yourself Monday- July 23, 2018


Today on the Go Dog Go Cafe, share your best recent blog post. Simply click into the the link I’ve reblogged and leave your link. Please take some time to read some links left by others too. Happy Monday’!

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Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday.  All Go Dog Go Cafe readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (600 words or less please!) from your blog into the comments section below.

If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

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