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ADVICE FROM JAPANESE GRANDMOTHERS ON HOW TO BE BEAUTIFUL

18 Jan

ADVICE FROM JAPANESE GRANDMOTHERS ON HOW TO BE BEAUTIFUL

My Naturopath I go to sends great newsletters on health tips and valuable information. She posted this article source in her latest communication and I really loved it, therefore I share!
This is from an article I read years back – there is definitely some wisdom here.

[From: Inner Peace, Outer Beauty: Natural Japanese Health and Beauty Secrets Revealed, by Michelle Dominique Leigh]

Protect your skin from the sun.
Drink pure water, breathe good air, live in a clean house.
As you grow older, don’t envy the fresh blossoms of spring.
To have clear, smooth skin, care for it diligently by cleaning it completely, protecting it with loofah vinewater, and keeping a relaxed mind.
Good skin comes from a clean body, so make sure to eat foods that purify the body.
Eat the peels, rinds, and skins of fruits and vegetables.
Too much makeup pollutes the skin.
If your bad skin is inherited, you can change its condition by eating properly.
Sleep as least eight hours at night, and go to bed before eleven.
Be in love.
Be active. Get exercise. Enjoy your life.
Don’t sit around worrying.
Control your desires. Don’t always want what you can’t have. This unsatisfied yearning habit makes a woman ugly.
Accept your age and the changes in your beauty. A beautiful old woman is beautiful because her mind and spirit are wise and graceful.
At the age of forty the mind is visible on the face.
Practice facial massage every day to prevent wrinkles and ages spots, and keep the skin fresh and supple.
If you are tired or suffering from stress, you must exercise.
Eat a wide variety of foods.
Don’t complain; don’t be envious; don’t be irritated. Your health will deteriorate and your skin will look terrible.
If you shoulders are tense or stiff, you will have lines and wrinkles on your face. Practice massage.
Enjoy lovemaking. You will have glowing, shiny skin and a relaxed face.
Enjoy nature. Be tranquil and calm. Eat simple foods.
You can tighten your skin by massaging it: face, head, and neck.
If you breathe deeply, you’ll become strong and healthy, and more attractive.
Everybody gets wrinkles, but try to prevent ugly wrinkles by controlling your mind and emotions. Wrinkles are a reflection of your thoughts and feelings.
Clean skin, not makeup, is the secret of beautiful skin.
If you just cleanse, nourish, and massage your skin, it will function well and look good.

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Inspiring Perspiration

2 Nov

Ok its been a long time. In fact I tried logging in to post my neglected blog and I f’n forgot my password. Then it locked me out and I had to do the wInspirationhole reset bullshit thing. So I get it, I get it, it’s been way too long.

But here I am now! Reading my last post, it was ‘operation skinny bitch’ where I was t-4 weeks to get married. I’m happy to report that the wedding was nothing less than amazing and beautiful. OK it was perfect and we are still patting ourselves in the back for making the best decision we made- on eloping! It was so very spiritual, intimate and so special, it was … well, us. I can’t even share my joys about the most amazing honeymoon in Maui and Lanai, it was better than I even imagined and now we both have settled into our merry ways and just enjoying life very happily.

And so now I am a, well.. MRS. I cannot ever get used to that.  It just came and arrived and now I’m married. We celebrated our reception with friends and family back at home and threw a great party! I’ve never felt so excited to wake up and look at each other that morning of our reception and say “we’re just going to see all our favorite people tonight at a cool venue and throw an awesome party!” Completely stress-free and just excitement. The result: We were all drunk, happy and hilariously in good company. We can’t thank our friends and family enough on making it so special for us. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.

Now, on to the topic at hand, now that we got up to speed!

Over a month ago, something magnificent happened to me. I was INSPIRED. The kind of inspiration that makes you sweat. And it was the best kind of inspiration because I was feeling quite good about life. You know the feeling where you think you’re in a good place, or perhaps a great place and then something or someone opens your eyes and makes you see a different kind of LIGHT? And you re-evaluate your place in life and just realize there is sooo much more out there for you? It then became an extension of the good life. Sometimes, each of us need a refreshing life-shower of some kind. The kind that wakes you up because it’s so REFRESHINGLY COOL and delicious, because you’ve been thirsty for so long and had almost forgotten what it feels like. It’s just what you need.

It happened at a media industry event. My friend invited me to  accompany her as she had plans to reunite with an old friend she hadn’t seen in over 12 years. Sounded great, as I could always use a drink anytime. And when I first walked in my eyes kind of rolled as I realized I had just entrapped myself to be with egotistical, arrogant media-rich people who blah blah blah’s the usual irritation out of me. I judge too quickly when I’m not drunk yet. I do apologize.

But I wasn’t completely right, I instead met some of the most fascinating people that evening.

I was, well surrounded by inspiring entrepreneurs. All with stories of rags to riches, stories of I-used-to-eat-kraft dinner to now I’m-buying-this-$300-bottle-of-Champagne-because-I-can.

And it was so exhilarating to hear them share with me their journey. I was glued to them, because I wanted to absorb all that was wise and experienced coming from their mouths. When I finally  shared with one entrepreneur gentleman my own passion of starting my own organic skin-care line they jumped on me like white on rice and YELLED at me that I HAD to TAKE RISK, HAVE TO JUMP. HAVE TO NOT BE SCARED. DO IT!!!!!!!! DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He had the most fierce and intense look and he stared right into my retina as he got his message in my brain.

I was listening. Intently. Nodding.

Our chat turned into a 2 hour conversation. Even his PR people were hounding him to leave as they had another social business obligation to attend  But he didn’t leave me just yet, as he made it very clear to his people that this conversation with me was way too important and that he just might be influencing me to change my life, change my thinking.. change my fears into dreams. It really was one of the best conversations of my life that I will never forget and I will always be grateful for it.

Time to time, we all need a little kick in the butt, a little dunk in cold water, maybe hot water. I just needed inspiring encouragement and I was lucky to have found it that evening.

And so my little business project begins. On the side, while I enjoy my current career day job, which I love doing as a marketer. But I’m going for more. I’m going to experiment, take risks, and just enjoy the process of both failures and successes as I see my side project through. But most of I’m having FUN as passion brings better adventures that add so much more, it’s an extension of me but only better!

Thank you Mr. Inspiring Entrepreneur man from that odd evening. If I become a multi-millionaire, I will invite you on my Board of Directors as I have your card. I hope that you read about me one day  in O-magazine and you can take significant credit for my self-discovery.. just not all of it!

Love,

Youngabunga

xo

A Broken Ass Staring at Snooki

16 Mar

As I sit here and type this, my ass is broken. Meaning, I can’t seem to walk with it as it feels like I’m dragging an annoyingly painful luggage around, the kind when the wheels at the bottom are no longer rotating correctly and you’re pretty much screwed travelling with it when you try to get from point A to B and do normal things. Of course, it’s the P90x that did this to me, what else.

The other night we did the legs and back session. We skipped Yoga, because we are too cool for school (well more so because I dislike yoga due to my A.D.D.), but maybe that wasn’t such a good idea now given that my butt is broken. I also have this great appreciation for all the normal everyday muscles we DO use and don’t even realize it. If my ass hurts this much on slight movements such as getting up from the couch, walking down the stairs, how could it? – when everyday, these physical movement are our regular routines! Just goes to show you how easily your muscle adapts to memory and the norm. One must deviate from the normal muscle intensity that you’re used to, that explains THIS horrible feeling of my ass right now.

FML- Really Guys?

Given that I could not really move too much yesterday, walk or even fold the laundry because reaching down deep in the bin nearly killed me from the ass pain. It was clear that legs are not my strongest muscular asset. Chris on the other hand seems to be surviving his workout much better, his pain however is more on his calves. I would totally trade that for my broken ass indeed.

So I sat there helpless and thought a lot of random things, called out for Chris to get me things such as a cup of water, my phone, and to help me up the stairs. (Yes just picture me climbing up the stairs in crawl position with all fours and each step that alternated upwards, Chris supported each footing by lifting up my leg, grabbing the pants and pulling- it was both embarrassing and awesome at the same time).

As I sat in almost tears, settling back into my comfy position I refrained from moving for about 1 hour, and picked up Chris’s latest Rolling Stone magazine in front me. And WHO was on the front cover? I could not believe my !@# eyes SNOOKI from JERSEY SHORE?! WTF? I mean WTF? The Rolling stone magazine to me is an iconic American publication that always represented an authentic, reputable, certain brand– hippie counter-culture, quality writing of great articles, all with political edge and an artzy fartzy point of view. I always felt that those who made the front cover, represented an incredible and ‘credible’ success be it their journey as an artist, or interesting figure who was worthy to be on the top glossy.

As I saw SNOOKI on cover with her ridiculous smirk, riding on what looks to be a giant silver bullet/rocket of some sort and the proud ‘gleam’ in her eyes because even she knew that this was a joke I wanted to pull out my hair and scream!

Chris, gently tried calming me down and explained to me that ‘this IS what pop culture is today” and this is what the Rolling Stone Magazine does- it represents POPULAR-CULTURE. I got even more frustrated as I felt that the sacred brand of what RS meant to me just flew out the window and it was wrong wrong wrong to glorify someone who has nothing remotely intelligent that comes out of her mouth, merely spends her days tanning, bringing gorilla juice heads to sleep with and goes on tangents of drunkenness and gets paid stupid amounts of $$$$.  This is now western pop culture??!

And he’s right. This is what it has come to kids and it sank in painfully, making my broken ass feel worse, as I absorbed the sad reality of exactly that- ‘reality’ in its saddest levels.

I guess I should be happy for you Snooki, I should stop being a hater, and commend you for being branded as American’s #1 party girl beating out Lohan and Paris (yeah what ever happened to her?) and start calling you a god damn genius instead. OK fine congrats to you, no, no wait to your awesome publicist because she should get a freakin medal.

Youngabunga

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