Another College Blog

  So, here's the deal. Mia, in her infinite wisdom, has decided I need to carry this... thing she calls a "murse" (you know, like a man purse, but less manly). It's not like I'm new to her whims, but this? This is a whole new level of "what the heck" for me.  I'm in my regular guy clothes, you know, jeans, a tee, just feeling normal, right? Then Mia hands me this "murse." It's black leather, and as purses go it's not super feminine, but it's definitely not something you'd see most guys walking around with.  I'm like, "Really, Mia?" But before I can even finish my sentence, she's got that look. That 'don't even think about arguing' look, paired with the threat, "If you even think of saying no, you'll be carrying something much girlier." I swear, she's got a whole arsenal of humiliation tactics. So, there I am, this 'murse' slung over my shoulder, feeling like I've...

  As a college freshman, my introduction to makeup wasn't one of choice but rather a scenario thrust upon me by some of my Mia and her friends. This unexpected journey into the world of cosmetics has taught me a unique perspective on makeup application, especially when considering how to adapt techniques for a male facial structure transitioning between day and evening looks. Understanding the Canvas: Adapting to Male Facial Features Makeup application on male faces poses distinct challenges due to inherent differences in facial structure. Typically, men have wider jaws, more pronounced bone structures, and often thicker skin with more visible pores. These traits necessitate specific strategies to ensure makeup looks natural rather than incongruous. Daytime Makeup: The Quest for Subtlety For daytime, the objective is blending in while maintaining a natural appearance, which can be tricky when your starting point is not traditionally feminine: Base: Starting with a matte pri...

Today was supposed to be about football, camaraderie, and perhaps a few laughs over beers. Instead, it turned into a day of personal humiliation for me and all Bears fans. If you've followed this blog for any length of time, you know I can only watch football wearing a cheerleading uniform. The game itself was a disaster. It's the same old Bears though this year was supposed to be different. More than just about any other fan, the cheerleading thing give me a real stake in the Bears doing well. This one was a bit different because we had the girls over so there were 4 girls plus Fiona watching with me and of course the girls loved watching me do cheers. Fortunately, both offenses sucked so I didn't have to cheer too often.  

  Having red hair has been very different from blonde hair. When I went blonde, I don't remember the shade of color changing very much.  With the red hair, I came out with really flaming red hair like in the picture above.  It was in the normal human spectrum, but I was worried that the color was so noticeable that I would stand out everywhere. It honestly seems to have mellowed.  It's still a very red color, but it definitely seems to have mellowed.  What hasn't mellowed is Mia.  She's determined to make me start carrying a purse everywhere even when I'm allowed to wear masculine clothing.  Even her and her friends hate purses and always try to avoid them.  It's just such a double standard. Anyway, I'm supposed to update 2 times a week.  I got punished pretty bad for not updating the blog, so I'll do my best to update more.

  So we went out clubbing last night.  It wasn't a big deal.  I've gotten to the point where I can pass pretty well in that situation.  I know the dress is pretty ridiculous, but it wasn't my choice and frankly, it's not that crazy an outfit for the clubs.  Girls dress slutty.  I just wish I had a chance to hit on them instead of emulating them. Anyway, as you can see I have no purse with me.  My purse had my keys and I knew it was in Jill's apartment, but she went out with Fiona for a bite to eat and so my keys and my roommate were both miles away.  My phone was also in my purse so I couldn't call them.  Of course, Mia was home but  she wouldn't let me wait in her place, but she still found time to take pictures. Purses are complicated.  I miss pockets.