A few weeks prior to March 1st, I received a package in the mail. It was very unexpected. The young man with the post said “From Chanel”. I was taken aback, mainly because I did not order anything. And I’m usually the one who gifts myself, especially since I love my Chanel. Upon opening the package, there was a scene viewer, I hadn’t seen one of those in a very long time. And in the viewfinder there was the invite to the Chanel Beauty House
Apparently, there was a Chanel pop-up shop called the Chanel Beauty house on Sunset Boulevard that was opening to the public March 1st through the 4th. These cute little viewfinders, were for a private party on March 1st at 7 p.m. for there will be live music and open bar.
Isn’t this what dreams are made of? After this, I went home and ordered 2 vanities in a similar style, a small one for travel and a large one for my bedroom to do makeup in.
Both have already come in handy. Thank you Chanel, you clever people.
Here is the adorable viewfinder! Such a clever and cute marketing idea. And what a great invitation, very crafty.
A bathtub full of pearls. Such Glamour.
A closet I wish I had! A coffee table filled with lipgloss and lipstick.
Back to dream closet | If you’re sad, put on more lipstick and attack. – Coco Chanel – Here I am with my suit and scotch.
Makeup closet of dreams | Makeup of the night.
Here is that bathtub filled with pearls, delicious. And who wouldn’t want a monogrammed floor? So posh.
The lovely girl who was the live entertainment for the night, she was so cute! I loved her hair. | My Scotch… I love you, scotch.
Relating to the vanity that I mentioned earlier, the small vanity was connected to an ipad and had an app where you can try on different lipsticks. Too neat!
Closing the Night out. It was a very fun evening! Thanks to my sister for accompanying me.
Happy New Year! Let’s congratulate ourselves and one another for getting through that last one. It was a trying time for most people I know. The majority I’ve met, talked to or seen messages from say Goodbye. As a group, we all say good riddance! Bring on the New Year of 2018 and make it better, if only by a margin. There were so many things that happened, so many lives upheaved and destroyed. So many lives lost; be it from natural disaster and destruction to man made violence and terror. My heart breaks for the world.
Personally, it was a traumatic year, honestly, the hardest of my life. Somehow, we survived. I lost my baby last February, and it still feels the same every day. The pain that I feel is tremendous and I don’t think my heart will ever heal from it. Almost 13 years with her, since she was but 5 weeks old and having met her the day she was born. She and Amoura are my world, my daughters.
And then in July, I became my mother’s full time caregiver after a very serious work injury. 6 months later and I am still her full time caregiver. All my respect to those who do this for years, it’s very hard, for both sides. There is no easy way to care for a fellow adult, much less one that is related. I’m hoping this year that her recovery will be full, after surgery I’m sure. But, any progress is welcome in the situation.