&& I still haven't found what i'm looking for

Every season I have my signature shade. My nails are always a distinctly different colour from everyone else around me and there's a certain level of pride that I take in that. This summer I'm wavering between a neon green from OPI nail lacquer called Gargantuan Green Grape (gotta love the name) and a concoction I've created in an attempt to create grey, since I can't find the shade on any shelf from here to Timbuktu. I've heard of OPI's Moon over Mumbai from the India Collection, but can spot it nowhere in sight.

My Mix:

• 3 coats OPI Funny Bunny
• 2 coats OPI Stars in My Eyes
• Finish 1 top coat OPI Funny Bunny
  

Lip service #11

This weekend was a bit of an adventure for me, up until yesterday my lip service inspiration was at a dismal low. On a little expedition of the city with a few friends that came to visit from out of town we began a search for a psychic, itching for someone to read our palms and give us a little insight into our futures. Out of 5 of us our satisfaction with our readings ranged from high 90's to the abysmal mid 50's. Some of us found her extremely accurate, while I myself was taken aback by the sheer ludicrousy of her predictions for my life. Now the sheer fact that I've been made aware of this possible life outcome makes me completely determined for my life not to end up that way and that is where I stumbled upon this weeks lip service.

Lip Service #11: The thing about seeing into the future is that once you've seen it it changes. We are creatures that determine our own destinies.

The fact that I've been made aware of my "future" makes me apprehensive and a bit more determined to choose a path that contradicts what I've been told. I like to believe and the psychic said it herself, we choose where we end up, and let's just say I'm choosing not to end up where my reading says I will.

Lip Service #10

Truth can be found anywhere, and only the wise ones are likely to discover what is right in front of their eyes. This weeks lip service may run a bit longer than usual but as I sipped my Starbucks passion tea and savoured every bite of my ginger molasses cookie (my number one sugar vice) I stumbled upon a truth I really didn't see coming. Nuzzled in an average activity like my signature starbucks pick me up was trademark "The Way I See It", with words that told me everything I needed to know. Now maybe I'm getting a bit soft because for the first time in a long time I've got someone in my life that makes me believe in the romantic babble I've been so careful to avoid for the past few years, but I really believe that this one is true. My phobia of relationships would like to slap starbucks for knocking my sweet little notions about the confinement of commitment right on it's posterior end, but hey truth is truth I'm nothing if I don't face it.

Lip Service #10: The Way I See It #76: The irony of commitment is that it's deeply liberating - in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from fear that likes to dress itself up and parade itself around as rational hesitation. To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life.

And that truth my dears is all she wrote for now...