I Answered My Own Question.

As you can see, underneath my blog posts I have a list of reactions. After my post about blogging burnout, two of you said I needed to drink more and I did just that. I pretty much spent my Friday, Saturday, and Monday nights heavily intoxicated. During my drunkenness I answered my own question about gingers having souls.

Assuming this is true, I love only having 75% of a soul. It allows me to engage in (what some would consider) questionable behavior without giving a fuck. And that is pretty awesome. The world needs more gingers!

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Big Girl Panties

It’s already 12 days into the new year and I’ve yet to accomplish anything. Unless you consider memorizing “Bounce That Dick” by Jenna Marbles an accomplishment?! Yeah I didn’t think so either.

I think maybe I should give myself a break.

In the last few months I’ve metaphorically purchased a pair of Big Girl Panties. I’ve made the decision to make a fresh start in a new city where nobody knows my name. I’m also throwing caution to the wind and going to cosmetology school.

Now I have to go and actually put on those metaphorical Big Girl Panties, and that scares me. I’ll have to be. . .independent. I can’t rely on Daddy or (now ex) husband to help me. This is a strange feeling. . .or maybe that’s the sangria I just had. Either way, I’m anxious to what the near future holds for me, but hopefully it’s filled with lunacy and best (sangria) wishes!

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About Me

Well I let you ladies (I’m assuming most of you are ladies) decide what my next post should be, and you chose yours truly. This is also a perfect chance to introduce myself to visitors from Beauty By Krystal.

How old are you? I am going to turn 22 on January 3rd.

What do you do? I work as a caregiver, and I’m an accounting student, although I’m considering going to cosmetology school.

What do you do in your spare time? I read, write, watch TV, Google random beauty topics and videos on YouTube, and any random hobby that catches my interest.

Have you really made a Café Mocha Vodka Valium Latte? Not yet.

What was the last beauty item you purchased? Some Ardell “Holiday Cheers” lashes. They’re really long and covered in rhinestone sparkles. I have no idea where I will ever wear these, but they were 50% off, so I couldn’t resist.

Have you accomplished any of your Beauty Resolutions? Slowly but surely I’m working on it! I’ve already found my signature scent! Read the full article here. . . http://thebeautydepartment.com/2011/12/beauty-resolutions/


Why does your blog only have one beauty related article? I started this blog just to chronicle my petite hot mess self. It’s kind of like an online diary where I can talk about my crazy thoughts and hopefully entertain some of you. While I love anything hair, makeup and skincare related, I don’t want to feel trapped into one particular blog niche.

Are you really planning for the Zombie Apocalypse? Hell yeah I am! I think everyone has their own feeling about the end of the world, and I choose zombies. Even with all the planning in the world though, I still don’t think I’m ready!

What is the meaning behind “Lunacy and Best Wishes?” I wish I had a good answer for you! After a couple of shots, I let the vodka tell me what it wanted!

Thank you everyone for your e-mails! Any more questions, feel free to ask me. If you’re visiting from another blog, have a look around and comment/share/whatever!

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Happy Holidays!

I’ve been relaxing this holiday season and I hope you are doing the same. By “relaxing”, I mean drinking lots of hot chocolate with Baileys and hazelnut liquor. I’m trying to get into the swing of blogging again but I have been “relaxing” quite a bit!

If anyone has any requests or random questions to ask, feel free to drop me an e mail at lunacyandbestwishes@yahoo.com

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"I'm Canadian"

I’m not actually Canadian. I’m half British, but that doesn’t really count. I went to Vancouver once on a day trip. I even briefly dated a hockey playing guy from a place that I can’t even spell. . . No wait, I just crossed the border into Creepy Town and looked him up on FB. I can totally spell Alberta.

Back to the point. Lately outside of the major stores in the area, are a bunch of guys asking to sign a petition. I don’t want to sign anything. Signing a lease on an apartment was difficult for me, so something that could turn into a law and possibly affect millions of people, not cool. If it was a petition for rescuing puppies and kittens, I would sign. But it wasn’t.

I also had a problem with the main guy in charge of the whole petition thing. Ladies, as you know, if you don’t look like a lagoon creature, and know how to brush your hair and put on some Chapstick, you will attract some male attention. When a man checks you out from top to bottom, and is quite obvious about it, it is called the “glad eye”.

I did not want the glad eye from this man. The only way I can describe his appearance and demeanor is if Kenny Loggins and Gollum from Lord of the Rings had a gruesome love child. I try not to judge people, but this guy gave me the heebie jeebies.

So anyways, in order not to talk to this creepy man about whatever that petition was, I just said, “I’m Canadian. I can’t vote here.” I got this idea from my Dad. He plays hockey and always wears this Montreal Canadians sweatshirt.

This creepy man didn’t believe me though. I told him that I won’t become an American citizen because Canada has universal healthcare, a lower drinking age, and that Sidney Crosby is the cutest thing to come out of Nova Scotia. I’m not sure if any of those things are true. . .but hey it worked.
So thank you Dad for the superb lie you told, and thank you Canada for inventing one of my favorite sports.

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World War Z

I’m pretty convinced that, hopefully not in my lifetime, the Zombie Apocalypse will happen. I’ve studied The Zombie Survival Guide to know how to survive. I’ve also read World War Z and know the devastating physical, emotional, and environmental effects of said war. (I also wrote a badass English essay about those effects as well!)

Without Max Brooks’ words of wisdom and common sense, I would be hopeless.

But anyways back to my random thought of the day. . .I live on a ground floor apartment, if Resident Evil: Real Life should occur, I would be a goner.

In every room of my apartment, with the exception of one bathroom, there is a window. How in the hell am I supposed to defend myself?! I can’t have zombies climbing down into my bedroom window while another swarm of the undead breaks through my sliding glass door in the living room. I could barricade myself in, but since zombies have unlimited stamina, it would only be a matter of time before the undead would feast upon my slightly alcoholic flesh.

In my studies of the Zombie Apocalypse, it is critical to have a plan b, and plan c, and et cetera. My newest plan is to keep watching the news keeping an ear out for the keywords like, “cannibalism” or anything, “highly contagious”. Hopefully I will have a head start and make my way to the nearest marina. From there I shall find a sailboat and prepare for the incoming war.

Is my planning for a ridiculous, hypothetical event absolutely crazy? Yes indeed it is. But it doesn’t hurt to be prepared.

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Things I Love During The Holidays

-A tall glass of hot chocolate.

-A tall glass of hot chocolate with peppermint schnapps.

-Watching Shemar Moore on Criminal Minds and calling him a tall glass of hot chocolate ;)

-Christmas episodes of my favorite television shows.

-Watching The Nightmare Before Christmas . . . for about the 100th time.

-My 3 foot Christmas tree with lights so bright I think you could see it from outer space.

-Making a batch of cookies for myself. . . I mean “Santa” ;)

-It’s the only time of the year I can wear green eye shadow and red lipstick at the same time and not look ridiculous.

-Making snow angels and wondering why in the hell they never look how they’re supposed to.

-Driving around the suburbs at night and looking at the houses with the most badass set of Christmas lights.

-Gingerbread scented candles.

-Flirting with the handsome Marines outside of the store collecting toys for tots.

-Donating a toy because every child deserves presents to open on Christmas morning.

- Singlehandedly eating all the candy canes before I even get a chance to put them on the tree.

-Secretly laughing at news stories about drunk Santa’s getting into altercations with the police. . .especially if there is a taser involved.

-Always forgetting batteries for kids toys. Every. Single. Year.

-Getting tipsy at office parties.

-Hoping that I don’t get stuck under a mistletoe with someone who looks like Uncle Fester from the Addams Family.

-Wondering if someone’s grandma really has actually gotten ran over by a reindeer walking home on Christmas Eve. I’m (kind of) sorry your horrible accident has turned into a catchy holiday song.

-Conducting the search for the ultimate tacky Christmas sweater.

-Should any family members read this, Sephora gift cards ;)


What are your favorite things about the holidays? Feel free to comment or send me an e-mail.

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Hello My 1000+ Readers (& my 2 subscribers)!

First off, whether you’re visiting from Divorced Before 30 or from The Beauty Department, thanks for stopping by! My modest blog had about 5 views this time last week so right now I have an over inflated ego. This is what Kanye West must feel like all the time! I’m extremely giddy right now (it probably doesn’t help that I just drank about half a gallon of tea).

Anyways, my love of everything beauty related started when I was 5 when my parents got me this little pink plastic vanity complete with Mary Kay samples. Screw going to a candy store, I wanted to go to Sephora. From there it just evolved into one of my favorite hobbies.

I’m also a self-described “hot mess.” So expect some absolutely random, out of the blue posts.

Again, thank you lovelies for visiting, I hope you visit again and again, and again. . .! :)

Feel free to comment, bookmark, and share on Facebook and/or Twitter. You can also send me questions and requests at lunacyandbestwishes@yahoo.com

XOXO,
GiGi

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I Should Have A PhD in Procrastination

I definitely feel like a hot mess today. I’m buried by a mountain of math homework (my least favorite subject) and have somehow found myself lost on the internet.

I blame this picture for my wondering mind. . .

Why am I thinking about ordering a Café-Mocha-Vodka-Valium-Latte?! Would vodka actually work or should I use Bailey’s instead? Can I have caramel too? Will Valium affect the taste? Will this combination make the indie music (that I pretend to not like) inside the local coffee shop tolerable? What is the apprioate alcohol to Valium ratio? Can I grind up the Valium and sprinkle it on top like powdered sugar? How much will this cost? I can’t be like those “coffee addicts” who drops $300 a month on coffee (And yes I’ve met plenty of Seattle women who do this). And most importantly, how much can I drink before a hospital trip is needed? I have no insurance of any kind, so that would be bad.

The next thing I know, I’m praying to Vodka. Are you there Vodka? It’s me Gigi. How come you listen to Chelsea Handler and ignore me? She got a deal with Velvedere that is not fair! All I want is a job at the local liquor store so I can sell your sweet, wonderful, delicious nectar so others can bask in your goodness. If you don’t answer soon, I’ll have to switch to Scotch. Don’t think I won’t do it! I’ll drink it in the most obnoxious manner too, a la Ron Burgandy. I love Scotch, Scotchy Scotch Scotch. Here it goes down, down into my belly mmm mmm mmm.

Now I’m flipping between watching beauty tutorials on YouTube, writing about this blog, and wondering what the hell is on television tonight.

So much for being a productive member of society. Oh well, there’s always tomorrow :D

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Hello my 5 blog readers. . .

It’s been a long time since I’ve written. I feel like I’ve been drowning in Business Statistics. Too much homework, too little time.


Other than that, not too much going on in my exciting life. I’m preparing for NaNoWriMo-National Novel Writing Month. I’ve written some badass English essays, but nothing compared to a 50,000+ word book in a 30 day time span. I will be stocking up on caffeine as I will not be sleeping much. I’m not complaining though, I can finally finish that book I’ve been meaning to write since high school and cross it off my bucket list.

Now in regards to my last post, I’m still having those confused hipster feelings. Although now I’m feeling the urge to purchase an X-box. That new Batman game is out now, I MUST HAVE IT! I have an undying love for Bruce Wayne, as demonstrated by my Batman tattoo. Yes, I really am that geeky. In fact, a friend and I have matching Batman tattoos. How awesome is that?!?!


Anyways, back to homework and figuring out what exactly I’m going to write this novel about.

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Ah! The Strangeness of College Life. . .

I’m having some rather abnormal feelings. . . an intense urge to bear through the horrible music at Barnes and Noble in search of Robert Frost. In case you’re wondering, he’s that guy who writes all those cool poems and junk. Normally I’m a fan of chick lit—specifically Chelsea Handler—but I’m having strange urges to read actual literature!

On one hand I feel extremely proud. I can be pretty AND smart?! NO WAY!! I feel like I’m very well on my way to becoming a productive member of society. On the other hand I think kind of like those indie hipster people that I (not so) secretly make fun of. I’ve even made a checklist of reasons why:

-I haven’t listened to the radio in a really long time. I’ve been listening to music of substance. John Lennon and Frank Sinatra please come back. . .You can take Ke$ha and Justin Bieber instead!

-I have an unusual love for skinny jeans and vintage fashion.

-I now have an upmost appreciation for coffee shops. Caffeine is my new lifeblood. And being from the Pacific Northwest, I have an undying love of coffee.

-I’m starting to care less and less about what is considered “cool” or “trendy”. I’m a big girl and can make my own decisions, thank you very much.

-The music inside Barnes and Noble isn’t actually that bad.

Maybe I should stop getting my indie/hipster definitions from Wikihow.

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