The Lazy Lipstick Life

Couch Bummin' – Makeup Geekin' – Soul Searchin'

Recently I traveled to Sin City  – 1st time ever! I was absolutely in awe. Bright lights and shiny things – had my typical squirrel moments in overdrive. I was like a kid in a candy store! The heat was something to be feared, and the nights blurred into mornings.

In any case, being a first timer, I over-packed soooo many unnecessary things and found myself making a couple of trips to the local Walmart for others. Since the airline I traveled on (not saying any names, cough, Allegiant, totally sucked and nickle and dimed us for every little thing; we refused to check luggage even though we were traveling for a whole week. So I personally crammed every last toiletry and piece of jewelry into my carry on luggage. It barely fit into the overhead bin, and the smarmy flight attendant said, “your gonna probably just have to check that.” No attempt to even help put the luggage in the bin. She’s lucky I was saving all my energy up for late night festivities or she might of gotten an ear full. After 30, you conserve the little bit of energy you have. Thankfully the sweet, kind, elderly gentleman in row 24G assisted me in securing my luggage in the bin. If your a plus size traveler you know what I’m talking about. Trying to shimmy to the back of the plane in the aisle as you sweat like a pig in a bacon factory. No words. Thank you, kind sir.

Needless to say, all of this got me to thinking about traveling and how hectic it can sometimes be. What I should have never left home without, how to be a more strategic packer, and little things that can really make the difference when taking carry on luggage only. Or as I sometimes like to call it, Ballin’ on a Budget.

Drumroll please…

Here’s my list of things you don’t want to forget:

  1. Several of 3 oz. size plastic toiletry bottles. *You can fill up as many as you need that can fit into a quart size bag, but don’t you dare tote that $25 Redken conditioner in your carry on. Anything over 3.4 oz. is getting confiscated by Beulah the Airport Security guard who has nappy split ends and a mad case of RBF.
  2. Groupon Printouts & any reservation info. *I spent a lot of time rummaging through emails trying to find ticket information for shows and events while standing in line. The internet service was sketchy at best, and it was a pain having to waste time looking for info, when I could have just had a paper copy. Plus I could have spent more time sucking down that amazing slush from Evening Call – Adult Slushie Heaven!
  3. A hat of some sort.. I wish I had taken one, my albino epidermis burnt to a crisp in about 10 minutes in the Vegas sun. Holy Chimichanga! Who knew the Desert was so relentless.
  4. Super comfortable walking shoes. No freaking joke. I bought some Teva sandals that I thought would be perfect. They might have been for a stroll around town, but we literally walked probably 5-7 miles a day. This ain’t no  fashion show for tourists. I swear those girls in 4 inch heels have callouses of steel built up. Next time, it’s you and me Dr. Scholl’s.
  5. Health Insurance Card. No joke. Our hotel room had a kick ass jacuzzi tub that I visited on the daily. Let’s just say I like a LOT of bubbles. I don’t play around with my Dr. Teals Coconut Foam Bath and I don’t skimp on product. I was pouring one out for every homie from AZ to NY, and maybe “tripped” into the tub. Gracefully of course. Righttttt.
  6. Phone Charger. These aren’t cheap, and you certainly don’t want your phone to die amidst all the great photo opps. Sure they have charging stations in virtually every casino, but paying to charge your phone? I don’t know about you, but I got better ways to spend my cold hard cash.
  7. Neck Pillow. Plane rides are brutal, and without one of these guys you are going find yourself like I did, nodding off every few minutes and waking up with drool on your face. I wish I was kidding.. If you want to be hip you can snag yourself one of these trendy leopard travel pillows.
  8. Noise Cancelling Earbuds. There is only so much of screamin’ teethin’ baby Leonard a meer 3 rows behind you that you will be able to handle. I don’t care if you’re name is Octomom, this kid has windpipes like Edda Moser and he doesn’t want his “binkie” for the 50th time, Mom….
  9. Room for Souvenirs. Something I definitely forgot to do, so my apologies to those of you who received the standard, “My friend went to Vegas, and all I got was this lousy ….” (Magnet, keychain, bottle opener, etc.) 
  10. Bail Money. You never know when someone will forget to take their chill pill before they decide to get on the party bus. So when “Tina” decides to get her big girl panties in a wad and throw her Vodka-Cran all over you’re girl’s brand new white dress, you have a back up plan. Thank heavens I took my chill pill that day, or who knows what could of happened! (I’m classy on my good days)                                                                                                                                                                               ***Never forget, what happens in Vegas, does NOT always stay there. Especially if it’s a criminal record.

Safe travels,lipsters!




For the past who knows how long (which feels like a real indefinite period of time), I have chuckled watching my mom purchase these smilin’ little yellow sponges to wash her dishes by hand that she saw on Shark Tank long ago. Dish washing by hand!?! I never could quite jump on that bandwagon due to the timeliness of it all, and not to mention dawning ever so smexy prune hands. Which brings about a whole other thought as to why we get all pruney when soaking our extremities anyway — brought to you in part by a moment of my ever exciting adult ADD. Interest peaked? Click here, Prune Hands!

But back to the archaic days of washing dishes by hand – who really does that anymore other than my Mom and Grandma? Mom finds it “soothing to her soul,” she says. My reply, “Step away from the sink and no dish gets hurt!” That’s until she purchased me my very own Scrub Daddy. She’s a real barrel of monkeys, that one.

So I decided after about 2 weeks of staring at the smiley little creep, to take Mr. Smiley and my precious little phalanges for a dip into the soapy pits of dish-washing hell.

I find the grubbiest & grimiest pan with cheesy scrambled eggs bits that I typically would soak for a couple hours before ever attempting to scrub pre-dishwasher. I grab the Scrub Daddy and go to town. Pieces of egg on top are coming off pretty easily, but they are building up on my sponge so I do a quick cold water rinse and the sponge goes from soft and pliable to rock solid. (Had I read the instructions initially I would have known this is totally normal and not some voodoo sponge trickery)

I take a second pass at the brown bits of seared egg on the bottom of the pan,  and the firm sponge texture is literally scraping them away with ease! Eyes widen, jaw drops. Get outta dodge my new magical scrubby friend!


  • Doesn’t smell
  • Changing texture for need based on water temp (Cold for firm, warm for soft)
  • Easily sanitize in microwave or top dishwasher rack
  • Easy hold with eye holes for fingers (Again, kinda creepy but super effective)
  • Made & packaged in the USA (German material)
  • Non toxic
  • Latex & BPA free
  • Lasts longer and stays cleaner than the Petri-dish of a sponge sitting at your sink now (Toss it for the love of all that is holy!)


Buy the sponge!! It makes dish washing by hand so much easier and dare I even say pleasurable!?!? Four snaps in a Z formation.

4 snaps

Happy scrubbing! 🙂



My daughter and I followed up dinner with a binge sesh of one of our favorite shows Prison Break. I decided to rename this recipe accordingly, it has nothing to do with an excerpt from the Urban Dictionary. And even more delicious than staring at Dominic Purcell as Lincoln Burrows if that’s even humanly possibly. Mega drool-worthy and Netflix binge worthy.

Anywhoo, I hope you like these”scrimps” as much as we did. YUMMO. A special thank you to Sabrina from Dinner Then Dessert which is where we found the recipe. Very cool site with delicious and easy eats and treats to make.


  • 1/2 cup mayonnaise
  • 1/4 cup Thai sweet chili sauce
  • 1/4 teaspoon Sriracha
  • 1 pound shrimp shelled and deveined
  • 1/2 cup buttermilk
  • 3/4 cup cornstarch
  • canola oil for frying


  1. In a small bowl add the mayonnaise, Thai sweet chili sauce and Sriracha and stir.
  2. In a second bowl add the shrimp and buttermilk and stir to coat all the shrimp.
  3. Remove from the buttermilk and let excess liquid drain away.
  4. Coat the shrimp in cornstarch.
  5. In a heavy bottomed pan add 2-3 inches of canola oil and heat to 375 degrees
  6. Fry the shrimp until lightly brown, 1-2 minutes on each side.
  7. Once fried coat with the sauce and serve immediately.


Ahhhh, Summertime.. The perfect time of year for cookouts in the park, trips to the pool, and a plethora of outdoor activities – in the 100+ degree smoldering sun. Don’t forget that 70+ SPF if your a fellow pasty princess or a total bronzed Betty. If you’re like me, your oil slick mug is driving you batty. If your a little more blessed, your enjoying your perfect dewy glow. Possibly. Either way, on a serious note,when did you last clean your makeup brushes? I mean, the goal should be at minimum every couple of weeks, but let’s be honest — you’re probably thinking, “Ain’t nobody got time for that, Cletus.” Oh how twisted the tangled web of lies we tell ourselves can be.

After a recent bad break out, I decided it was time to go all Mrs. Clean on my FILTHY makeup brushes. If they could talk, they would tell me they feel like they spent the last month camping at a music festival sharing shower soap with their new patchouli pal named Banjo. No, thank you sir.  I’m gonna share with you the easiest way I’ve found to get the job done. It doesn’t get much easier than this folks. Atleast, not to my knowledge. Unless there is some magical potion or snapping of the fingers that will go all Sword in the Stone Merlin on your brushes. Sword in the Stone, 1963, “Rubity, Scrubity, Sweepity.”

If your not wielding some magic juju, you don’t need more than 15 – 20 mins. and a few household items to get the job done. *I recommend doing this in the evening allowing plenty of dry time.

What you’ll need:

  • Dirty Makeup Brushes
  • Baby Shampoo (I use Johnson & Johnson)
  • 2 small Bowls
  • Warm Water
  • 2 Clean towels


  1. Wash your hands – obviously…
  2. Lay 1 folded clean towel down on the flat surface in the area that you will be working. (Preferably near a sink for easy access to running water)
  3. Fill 1 small bowl with warm water and a small squeeze of baby shampoo and the other with just warm water.shampoo
  4. Dip Makeup brush in soapy water bowl and swirl vigorously for about 30-45 seconds. Repeat in the clean water bowl. *Be careful not to get water in the band where the metal meets wood near brush head as this can causing rotting of the wood.
  5. Give the brush head bristles a final rinse under the sink.
  6. Take other clean towel and gently dry the brush, reshaping as you go with your hand. Just like hairs on your head, you don’t want to go yanking out your precious locks.
  7. Lay clean brush on folded towel to air dry. Don’t get all fancy pants and try to bust out your hair dryer. This never ends well. (Not that I know or anything.)
  8. Repeat for all brushes and bask in the fact that you won’t be sporting that sexy pink eye or housing bugs on your makeup brushes or tools. No joke – check out this video Stevie Miller posted a while ago. Beauty Blender Bugs – Gross!


Now get it together and clean those brushes.

Later, lippies. Xoxo.


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Excuse me far in advance for the use of any inappropriate run on sentences – that’s how I talk, and they are kind of my thing.

*Names have been changed to protect the innocent

From the time I was pretty young, I feel that I was a generally kind, future adult person. Letting other particularly sweet 3rd grade tyrants go first in the lunch line, holding the door open for older folks, and always paying compliments to others; like the time in 7th grade when *Suzie got that atrocious spiral perm, but I told her I thought it would look “fierce” if she just used some mouse or hair gel. (I probably said something far less cool than fierce, like great or fabulous or awesome; if I’m being honest.) Or the time in 4th grade that I got dared to pull *Ralphie’s pants down on the jungle gym exposing his tightie whities for all the other kiddies to see. I really just had a huge school girl crush on the little blonde surfer boy from California. I felt bad after the fact, especially since I  had to miss recess for a whole week. A week! I’m truly sorry still today, *Ralphie. (I did say generally kind, folks.)

The point is that I spent a LOT of time, my entire childhood in fact, just trying to fit in and get other’s to like me. I didn’t have any idea of the importance of being as “kind” to yourself as you were to others. That’s something you have to be taught and learn from early on; and I spent my life trying to prove my worth to others, instead of a simple knowing, that I was enough. In my early 30s, I’m finally starting to grasp the concept.

It only took a series of painful relationships, raising a kid in a single parent home, health related issues, and other various hardships to see the light even more clearly. Heck, to really see the light at all! My inner self’s voice grew louder than ever bellowing, “You’ve never really been kind to you *Bon Qui Qui.” Ouch. By the way, random fact, did you know that Bon Qui Qui in French means your steak is ready!?! (Well, not actually. That would be Votre steak est prêt. Ha! Reason #832 not to rely on Google for fact checking)

Ever heard the phrase, “Garbage in is garbage out?” I do not intend this to mean someone else’s definition of religion, spirituality, or general purpose for your life; another man’s trash is another man’s treasure and that whole bit. I’m just speaking about the crap nonsense we sometimes tell ourselves, without even really thinking about how damaging our own words can be. It doesn’t take long for that inner dialogue to tear you down – mentally and physically..

Practicing self-love is vital to sustain happiness, generate success, and to create the best version of ourselves. (Not that, ahem, type of self love that reminds you of a George Michael song.)

One of the best ways I’m finding to practice self love & care:

Be Gentle With Yourself

If you are giving 110% of yourself and it’s still not good enough:

  • Stop and evaluate who is saying it’s not good enough — is it you or someone else? If it’s you, pump your breaks, friend.. If you already know your giving it your all, why the heck are you going to try and belittle your efforts? One word that has made all the difference for me? Self – Affirmation. In other words, uplifting self talk. I like to find and reflect on a quote/verse that guides the tone/focus in my mind.

If it’s someone else whose doing the smack talkin’, remember you get to choose how you respond or don’t respond to their comments/behaviors. (Easier said than done, I know.) Negativity is born and bred from Insecurity, and some folks forget to take their chill pill every once and again. Don’t let that devalue your awesomeness! Also remember that there can be value even when the delivery is not tactful. Is there any part of the message you can apply that could help you? Take what you like, and leave the rest.


How are you practicing self care? What are some of your favorite positive self affirmations?
blog quote - self care dog

XOXO, -Bethany

Hello my fellow Pizza Face friends.  (Or acne prone folks over the age of 17)  Pimples. Zits. Whiteheads. Blackheads. Enlarged crater sized pores. The list of skin problems & annoyances plaguing first dates and big events for centuries could go on for an eternity. I intend to stop those little bastards dead in their sebum tracks. Going forward, I plan to implement the following 4 rules for my award winning oilslick epidermis.

Step 1: Quit being a slacker and clean my makeup brushes no less than every other week.

I will be the first to admit I have gone a month or more (maybe even 2 – yikes!) without cleaning my makeup brushes. And I mean the deep cleaning that they should be getting, especially since I’m rubbing them all over my face. Can you imagine the amount of bacteria that just sits on the brush head bristles each day growing and mutating into bigger and nastier bacteria (AKA: The Big Nasty) that you wipe all over your mug? Think Petri dish. Super yuck. Heaven forbid, you end up with pink eye, or worse; Ghana-herpa-cidus of the upper lip. (Sounds legit, right?)  Easiest/best/cheapest makeup brush cleaner? Baby Shampoo. Say no more. My favorite is the Johnson’s Baby Shampoo – No years formula. Gentle enough for babies delicate skin and tough on makeup brush crud.                                Johnson’s Baby Shampoo

Step 2: Always wash my face before bed.
Sure getting up and washing your face is totes easy, especially if your a morning shower-er like moi. But for those of you who have ever experienced a fabulous lengthy night out with friends, or gotten down right shnockered up (bamboozled works too), then you know all to well that facewashing is the last thing on your pretty little mind. (Ahem, how did that mascara get all over my pillowcase? Is that drool?) Current favorite facewash is Rodan & Fields Reverse regime. If you don’t have a local representative let me know and I can connect you with my girl, Amanda. They also have other great products for Acne, Rosacea, and Aging skin.

Step 3: Don’t skip toner.

This stuff is especially necessary in every oily girl’s face washing arsenal. It’s the step just after washing your face, and it really helps to eliminate excess grease and grime from your precious kisser. No joke. A friend shared with me the absolute best product, which I highly recommend if you don’t currently have a good toner. Plus it smells like roses, makes pores seem smaller, and contains no alcohol. I purchased mine from a local health food store for around $11 bucks. You can purchase your own by clicking on the below link.
Thayer’s Witch Hazel Rose Toner

Step 4: Don’t forget to moisturize.

Common misconception if your oily is that moisturizing will cause you to have a massive break out. Ummmm, only if your moisturizing with Crisco. For those that don’t know, that’s pretty much grease/pig lard used for Southern cooking in the United States. Bad for the thighs and your face.

If you moisturize with the right product for your skin, it actually provides proper hydration to your skin and prevents your skin from producing more oil. If your skin thinks you aren’t getting proper hydration, she delivers and not necessarily the results you want. Since I’m an oily chick, my favorite moisturizer is Cetaphil’s Derma Control Moisturizer for acne prone skin. Cetaphil Derma Control Moisturizer

What are your best “battle the breakout” tips or favorite products in your skincare routine?

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