(Review) Too Faced Melted liquified long wear liquid lipstick review - Fuschia

This is the Too Faced Melted Liquified Long Wear Lipstick in the colour Melted Fuchsia* which is the most incredible pink lip colour I've seen in a long time.

Too Faced are a brand that I have loved for at least ten years now and remember first wearing the products when I was getting into makeup.  The Melted lipsticks are a relatively new range from them and include some of the most intensely pigmented, beautiful colours around.  There's Melted Fuchsia which is a vibrant magenta pink, Melted Ruby which is a classic true red, a deep plum called Melted Violet, a soft orange toned coral known as Melted Coral, a delicate neutral nude known as Melted Nude and a beautiful soft pastel pink with a hint of lilac called Melted Peony.

I often find that liquid lipsticks can be tricky to apply however this one is so easy as the product has a built-in applicator that makes it really simple.  To put it on, simply remove the lid and gently squeeze the tube so that the soft tip becomes saturated in the product and then apply it to the lips.  The product comes out very evenly and isn't messy at all.  The applicator hugs the lips and enables the product to glide onto the lips making it really easy to fill in the lips with colour, even the cupids bow.

The pigmentation of this lipstick is nothing short of incredible.  It is so opaque in one swipe and the colour that it imparts is so true and pure, I just love it.

A colour as bright as this may frighten some and for me, I do love to wear bright lipsticks but I'm often so worried that they'll end up on my teeth or smudged if I eat or drink.  This doesn't happen at all with this lipstick and I can wear it completely worry free as it is so long lasting.  I don't think I've worn a lipstick that has been quite as long lasting as this one and it is definitely down to the formula.

On first glance, the lipstick has a very rich, creamy colour with an expensive, luxurious formula.  When applying it to the lips, it feels smooth and even however it starts to dry quite quickly and sets into place on the lips, leaving a satin, slightly matte finish.  The formula is very drying but that's what is great about it because it enables the lipstick to stick around ALL day.

The funny thing about this lipstick is that although the formula is drying, it doesn't show all of the imperfections on the lips and it is incredibly comfortable to wear.  It feels very lightweight and non sticky on the lips and even after a long day of wearing it, it doesn't appear to make my lips feel any drier.

I try to keep my lips in good condition anyway and a good tip is to run a town under touchably hot water, hold them over your lips for a few seconds and then gently rub them to remove the dead skin cells and then apply a thick lip balm to replenish them.  I do this once a week and then top up with a regular lip balm at night and find that my lips are usually quite soft and supple.

Sometimes though, despite taking good care of my lips, some matte lipsticks look dry, uneven and cling to drier.  The Melted Liquified Lipstick doesn't do this at all and it looks so smooth on my lips.  I really love the satin finish it gives and as it dries further it becomes more matte.

What I love the most about this lipstick is that I can apply it first thing on a morning and I know that it is going to last all day.  It stains the lips and doesn't  bleed or smudge making it a great option for wearing when I'm going out to dinner or for drinks.  It's absolutely perfect!

I highly suggest you pick up your own tube of melted here: http://www.toofaced.com

(Review) MAC Retro Matte lipstick - Ruby Woo

I received this as a gift from one of my best friends and I was so happy when I opened it!

Ruby Woo is a MAC lipstick shade I have wanted FOREVER! But because I have a vast range of red lippies I was waiting (impatiently) to receive this as a gift as I desperately need to curb my red lipstick spending! 

I own around 14 MAC matte lipsticks so was not at all worried about applying this, although the retro matte finish lippies are even more matte than the standard matte finish lipsticks, so do apply this carefully!

Ugh I'm so annoyed! The color pay off is amazing, such a simply beautiful red color, bright and vibrant, everything you could want in a classic red lipstick! So why do I feel this makes my skin tone look dull and grey! I'm already a pale, typical nerdy, freckled, washed out girl and this takes my pale skin to a whole new level!

I have used facial fake tan purely to see if it is my skin tone that this lipstick just doesn't work with and it is, looks better when I'm tanned but then I don't really want to be having to fake tan/load myself with bronzer everytime I want to wear this lipstick! I have no idea why I have this problem as I know friends who own this (some of them paler than me) and they look stunning with this lipstick on! Not to mention raving reviews from people who also have fair skin! 

I am still glad I got Ruby Woo, I think if I'd have purchased it myself I would've been annoyed that I'd spent $17.00 on a lipstick only to be unsure on the finished look but because I got it as a gift I was still really happy to be able to try it and maybe I can make it work, it just might take a little imagination, some YouTube makeup gurus and a whole lotta make up remover!

This has also encouraged me to go in my local MAC Store in the near future to try out their other best-selling reds such a Lady Danger and Russian Red to see whether they'd be better suited, definitely won't be ordering after my Ruby Woo experience! You can buy Ruby Woo at Http://www.maccosmetics.com

(Review) Hourglass Cosmetics Opaque Rouge Liquid Lipstick - Icon

If you've been a regular reader of my blog over the years, you know what a lip product whore I am. Awhile back, Sephora had put together some curated collections of popular product, and I was quick to snatch these sets up. I'll be reviewing my favorites here, as I'm absolutely in love with a few of them! 

 I received the color 'icon'. It's a beautiful blue-based red which reminds me of something Marilyn Monroe or Snow White would wear. I have heard some pretty negative reviews but I do enjoy this product. It usually lasts around 4-6 hrs on me, I can drink without messing up this lipstick but if I eat it goes everywhere! Also if I rub my lips together it does get patchy :( I'd use a good scrub (such as Sara Happ) before applying this again. 

Overall, this is a four star product. Amazing color, and great for a retro look. This has quickly become one of my favorites, and I will be re purchasing when I run out. :) You can pick yours up at http://www.hourglass cosmetics.com

(Review) Urban Decay All Nighter Makeup Setting Spray

This is a must-have product in my make-up collection! I've used other products of a similar nature and can't find anything that compares! 

I only started using it a few months ago when my sister recommended it and I'm so glad I bought it. I started using it just for night make-up when I was going out, but I soon started to use it on a daily basis. It really does keep your make-up in place, for example I used to go to work with blusher on and come home with none left at all, now I'm using this it stays in place all day. It does feel a little strange when you spray it on and your face is wet for a few moments and this usually takes people by surprise (like my friend when I showed her and she completely freaked out that hours of perfect make-up application was about to wash away!) But as soon as it dries you're good to go and there's no more carrying your make-up bag around with you wherever you go to reapply! It may seem slightly expensive but it does go a long way if you use it correctly.

- easy application
- keeps make up in place all day
- cute bottle

- Slightly on the expensive side

- I can't imagine completing my make-up without this product now and I really feel lost when I forget to use it on the odd occasion. It lasts a long time and I'm ready to buy my next bottle, definitely worth a try!


Sometimes, the most dangerous things are the most beautiful


Winter landscapes are some of the most beautiful, in part because they're somewhat rare, at least in the part of the country that I am from, and I enjoy them the most at night. The stars are so clear in the wintertime, and are spectacular when viewed through a veil of frozen breath. A rather nasty combination of ice covered with snow just descended last night and the campus lights reflect off of snow crystals and the virgin ground looks as if it's covered with diamonds. The branches of all the trees and branches are encased in glassy ice that hold the light inside of them.

Every spring I look forward to thunderstorms that regularly roll over Tornado Alley between April and June. There are few things that are more beautiful than a sunset reflecting off of a towering anvil cloud as it builds and watching the lightning within and around it. Against all warnings, I love being outside during a storm as well, I remember coming out of an evening final with a friend. We could both feel the energy in the air and the sky was shimmering with cloud-cloud lightning so we sat on the hill that slopes down off of campus and watched the sky for a while. Came back to find that there was a tornado warning out, but no matter, we then went out for ice cream and sat in the park watching the lightning.

Many natural disasters have such appeal, I can't figure out if it's because they're so random and dangerous or if it's because they really are beautiful. A friend of mine and I are interested in Geology, her new life goal is to see a volcanic eruption in action. I really don't think she minds dying in the process, she just wants to experience the beauty. I don't blame her. Sometimes I feel guilty in finding beauty in things that cause others pain...

But some of these things are inevitable. If the world is ever destroyed in my life time (knock on wood), I hope that we know about it in advance so that I'm able to watch my own destruction and that of everything around me.


Pacifica Shimmer Coconut Multiples Review




I’ve been slacking on my reviews lately, and wanted to bring you a quick review of a product I picked up at Sprouts about a month ago. (If you're not familiar, Sprouts is a natural grocery store a lot like Whole Foods, but smaller.) They had a display set up of a number of different Pacifica products, including some eyeshadow palettes, blushes, lip tints and a few other things. Being a long time fan of Pacifica’s Candles, Perfumes, and lotions, I was really super excited to try these!

I decided to go with the Radiant Shimmer Coconut Multiples, a trio of shimmery highlighting creams in a pretty little white palette with a clear acrylic lid. I don't remember the exact price, but I think this palette cost around $12. These creams all contain coconut oil, but I haven't noticed any discernible fragrance to them. Love that they're vegan and cruelty-free!

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The lighting in this photo isn't the best and all three shades appear much darker than in person, but I wanted to include a photo of the closed palette (sorry for the glare!):

Each pan is about the size of a half-dollar. The inside of the lid says "you are so pretty," which is super cute but also a little inexplicable given that there's no mirror:

The three shades are Bronzed, a warm, shimmery bronze; Island Rose, a pale pink; and Moonlit, an iridescent, whitish-nude. The package says these are "highlighting creams for eyes, lips & face." I thought they looked really pretty in the packaging, and on the store display there was a tester so I got to try them out to see how they felt before I bought this.
Unfortunately, that brief testing wasn't enough to prevent me from buying this product, and I'm afraid I don't really have good things to say about this after trying it out for several weeks. The creams are all sort of hard and dry, and there's not a lot of pigment to speak of.

I can't for the life of me figure out what to do with Bronzed because it's such a weird shade that I can't use it for contouring, but it also doesn't really show up on my lips. Despite the package's claim that I should be able to use these on my eyes, I can't imagine that would work because I think they would crease almost instantly (although, to be fair, I haven't tried it).

The worst offender here is Island Rose, the pink shade in the middle. Its texture is bizarre; when I swirl my finger or a brush in it, I end up with dry, hard little bits of product. It almost reminds me of when a moisturizer will sometimes sort of pill like a sweater if you apply too much (if that makes sense!). This pink shade is the one I thought I'd get the most use out of, but it's gross and almost unusable.
The lightest shade on the right, Moonlit, is the one I've had the best luck with. Its texture is somewhat creamier than the middle shade, and I've been able to make it work as a highlight. But it doesn't seem to blend very well (especially compared with my HG cream highlighter from It Cosmetics), and sometimes I end up with streaks, especially when I use this down the bridge of my nose.

They don't show up very well (because, again, there's not much pigment), so I chose not to do a swatch photo.

Overall, I am obviously pretty disappointed by this palette. I love Pacifica scents such as Hawaii Pikkake, Mexican Cocoa and Tuscan blood orange, and really wish I'd gone with one of the other items on the display (like the eyeshadow palettes!).
Have you tried any Pacifica products? What did you think? You can catch the rest of Pacifica’s line on their website Here. Although this palette was a fail, I highly recommend their Scents!

I fought Popular Culture, and it won

So here is my dilemma. I see everywhere the evidence of a looming threat. Mega-corporations devouring intellectual property and putting small businesses out of business. I see the square Wal Mart society encroaching from all directions. I see less and less individuality and more and more assimilation into this machine.

I have noticed that America's cities are becoming more and more alike. America's people are becoming more and more alike. This is encouraged in nearly all facets of life as we are taught from childhood the importance of "falling in line" and taught to evaluate our self-worth as if it were a numerical value to be added-to or subtracted-from. I have seen the indescribable complexity of a human reduced to a ratio of BMI and GPA as we all acronymize ourselves into oblivion.

I know that when I turn on my radio that I am getting only a tiny sampling of what is out there. And that that sampling is only representative of the musicians who have learned to play by the rules of the corporate music world and the musicians who know the right people, and definitely NOT the musicians with the most talent. And I realize that, even though I sing along with 90% of the songs, I don’t actually LIKE much of it at all. I am also aware that this is how "they" want it. And I know that my inaction is only helping them.

I know that when I buy my clothes, they are generally the same sort of clothes as everyone is wearing and that I am only helping feed the fashion industry that in turn lowers the mean self-esteem of the population. Even my own.

I have a MSN account. I use Windows on 3 different computers. We drive an import. I drink Pepsi AND Coke. I eat at McDonalds. I use Yahoo. I have an Adidas visor. I've shopped at Gap and Old Navy and Foot Locker and, God Help me; I go to Wall Mart at least once a week. I listen to the radio every day. I know the words to Katy Perry songs. I watch MTV. I watch CNN and CSPAN and ABC and CBS and Fox and NBC. I keep an updated resume. George Carlin hates me for so many reasons, I've lost count.

What am I supposed to do? Join a culture-buster group and spend all my time altering billboards and writing letters to CEOs? Shop at thrift stores, watch only community access television and ride the bus everywhere? Refuse any music anyone has ever heard of, brew my own beer and finally succumb to Linux? All in the name of sticking it to "the man"? No, because all of these things have become “cool” too.

I could wear a beret and smoke cloves and claim to be a communist. I could quit my job and refuse to allow the corporate prostitution of my soul. I could join the Peace Corps and start making all of my own clothes from the extracted fibers of dried grass, maybe start raising some sheep for the wool, so that I can take control of my own appearance and not conform to the popular image of the profile I fall into by nature of gender, race, and age.

I could do all of these things.

But that would suck.

Enter the quarter life crisis

I haven’t updated the blog in awhile, I’ve been dealing with a plethora of random ailments, moving into a new loft with Bee, having important things break on me, dropping friends like bombs, and trying to get my life together.

When did I get so grown up? Not all that long ago I was winning first place in High School art shows, ditching school to trip on Mark’s couch and sing Dexy and the midnight runners out of key. I spent school evenings stoned, rolling out yards of cartoon print material to sew outfits for the next party, worrying about what my mom is going to do to me after finding a packet of Zig-Zags in my jeans I forgot to hide. George Bush was President and I still wanted to be a Transformer when I grew up. Now I would probably lose my face, and dignity, at an art show, I wouldn’t be caught dead at a rave , and the apron tops I used to sew for summertime would surely accent the muffin top I’ve got going, and my joint rolling days have long since passed.

I remember when the Playboy centerfolds were always some exotic, older woman. Now it’s that girl who was a grade behind me in High School. The one with the nice legs but bad grades. It’s not so much that it’s depressing as it is weird. Weird because I’m actually older than I feel. When did all the gorgeous girls become younger than me? When did I stop BEING one? LadyTron’s Seventeen is starting to apply.

“They only want you when you’re Seventeen

When you’re Twenty-One, You’re no fun.”

Okay, so a *few* more years have passed. I turn Twenty-Seven in a week. I’m starting to worry about things like Marriage, My career, Eventually having Children, AAA, a 401k, Hospital bills that’ll probably cause me to file Bankruptcy. I’ve got a home, and a great guy I intend to marry, dreams of one day owning that flower shop around the corner that I covet, and a scorching case of wanderlust, however; every time I check the box that falls under the 26-37 category when I’m signing up for something, I die a little inside. My significant other is about to be Thirty Four, and has no idea why I worry about putting Henna on my hair every three to four weeks to conceal new grey. He says I’m still a baby, not to worry about it.

It’s not all bad because I still remember all the things that I wanted to do when I was a little kid and every time I’m at the grocery store I buy only the sugar cereal. I relish in the stares from all the booger-eaters holding their parent’s hand as Mom throws some Bran-Chunks™ into the cart. It’s the little victories. I can stay up as late as I like but I go to bed earlier than I ever did.

I remember thinking when I get older I’m going to buy whatever kind of cereal I want. What I didn’t count on was the health risks, the soymilk, the tofu, the hummus, the chai tea. What year did fun become so dangerous?

I used to just hit boys and take their last piece of gum. Now they take Paxil® and carry pepper spray. The crinkly tissue became silicone but the make-up application is less comical. A stolen kiss behind the swings became trying to sneak in a peck so our co-workers don’t go complain to HR.

The college that promised success is now more of a lost opportunity and all the kids that didn’t go are millionaires of some dot.com company with relaxed dress codes except for me. They’re taking three hour lunch breaks and driving home to Gaillardia in their Range Rover. I had to cash out my savings to replace the gravel nicks in my windshield. After looking at prices per semester at OU, I’m going to end up diving into the closest community college that will take me. When I get out I’ll be older than my parents were when I was born. Wait, I already am!

What happened to the world I was promised? I thought I’d be a Rock Star by now or the star of my own sitcom. Every time I stand in a friend’s wedding I go home and sulk, daydream about my own, or start applying for careers (not jobs) because I should have been done with this years ago. And it’s not that I’m all that old or that all my chances have passed but it seems like I’ve done so much stuff that didn’t count.

Apparently knowing the code to Contra for 30 extra guys, being a pretty badass cosplayer or knowing how to keep Gizmo from becoming a Gremlin isn’t going to secure my place in the workforce. I can sing the song from Knight Rider and I have all the rare SNES games, but I’ve yet to see this kind of stuff on a job application. My real job skills aren’t as valued as they should be. I know how to look busy, I can talk on the phone (work related) while playing League of Legends, I can downgrade the content control on my work computer so I can freely surf the internet and I know how to clean up the history so the System Administrator won’t catch me. I always refill the coffee and I stealth vape. These skills of my generation are coveted by the bosses everywhere but they just don’t know it.

On TV, everyone my age is an Ad Exec or something and has a swanky, downtown New York flat. They have their whole lives ahead of them and it seems like it’s just the beginning. I take my two-tone hand me down car from modest little loft to a temp agency that lands me a gig, never permanent, that pays me just enough to cover bills and buy a few drinks. It seems like I’ve already missed my chance and the best parts have already happened. And, once again, it’s not that I’m that old.

In the immortal words of a historical figure of my time, Indiana Jones,

“…it’s not the years, it’s the mileage.”


Someday, I’ll look back and realize that I wasn’t really that old. Just late Twenty-something, lost, and apathetic.



JJuice – Ferociously good Ejuice review!


  I discovered Jjuice via a forum I visit. Melon head seemed to be a pretty sick all day vape of several of my fellow forumites, so I shot these guys a message. After some pretty pleasant and informative e-mails with James who schooled me on Jjuice, I decided they were far from the normal juice e-tailer. They lack that certain uhm, douche element that I deal with quite a bit with certain vendors. It was almost as refreshing as their ejuice, really. Here’s what James had to share with you guys in regards to Jjuice:
What makes us different from your average e-liquid is as follows:
·         J Juice is blended locally, using only naturally derived ingredients from the United States
·         Each bottle is hand-crafted, using a minimalist, small-batch process to ensure the quality of each blend
·         J Juice is gluten free, GMO free, and uses only FDA approved certified food grade ingredients
·         We use only the highest quality VG, PG, Nicotine, and All-Natural Flavoring in our juice
·         Higher quality ingredients ensure better vaping, meaning more robust clouds, smoother flavor, and easy drags
·         Using higher quality ingredients guarantees  a better, more quality vaping experience
“The Point is to Enjoy Yourself and be authentic.  I think I speak for everyone in our group when I say that J Juice isn't just a brand, but a lifestyle dedicated to crafting the best Juice possible.”

The last statement makes me smile, a LOT.
Check out my package below to see how much love goes into each and every order.
Fuzzy photo, but check out these yummy 50/50 pg vg juices! Bee and I both found this not only personable, but very sweet. It’s on our fridge with a collection of super fun notes. Okay, so on to the juices!

We received Bananza, Ooze, Straws and Guavs, Razzletaz x 2, Cake batter, Kush, Melon head (all 18mg) and this super rad note to facilitate our review and busted out Ooze first with mad excitement!

Ooze: Bee took over this one rather quickly and used it as an adv until it was gone. This flavor was inspired by Red Punch Mountain Dew, but is way better. We were most excited about the ninja turtle name (turtles for life!) and after trying it, its definitely something special. Citrus notes with a hint of apple depending on what device you’re using. When we got to the end of the bottle, There was also something else I couldn’t quite detect that was more prominent towards the end of the bottle. After asking, its a lemon lime apple base with a touch of soda flavoring. It’s a really clean vape that goes well with a pale ale, or a smoothie in the morning. Will be ordering this one soon, hope to see it in a 30ml bottle in the future!
My rating: 9/10
Bee’s rating: 8.5
Our friends rating: This is pretty good.

Melon head was the one I really clung to. I’ve always been a fan of honeydew melon vapes, and this is one of the cleaner, more crisp, ACTUAL melon tasting juices i’ve come across. It’s tasty, and I used it up pretty fast. It was also pretty awesome when mixed 50/50 with Straws N Guavs.
My rating: 10/10 (I need more, like now)
Bee’s rating: (I didn’t share this one with him, it was too good)

Cake Batter: This was a really interesting one. At first it tasted like straight butter in my aspire, but after putting it in a cartomizer the dessert notes came through. After letting it steep without a lid for awhile, the full cake batter effect was on par and most delicious. Normally not a dessert vaper, but this one is pretty good.
My rating: 6/10
Bee’s rating: 2/10
Friend’s rating: 9/10

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Razzletaz: Perfect blend of berries with a lovely pink tint to it. On inhale, juicy raspberry. Exhale? crisp blackberry with a hint of blueberry. By the time I got to this juice, I was really impressed by how dead on their fruit flavors are. I busted this out with my orange juice one morning and didn’t even want breakfast. I was seriously sitting there thinking are these guys squeezing the life out of berries to make this ish? I mean really, I’ve had a lot of funky fruit flavors as of late. Jjuice takes the cake for non syrupy tasting realistic fruit vape juice. This was a popular one amongst my household.
My rating: 8/10
Bee’s rating: 6/10

Straws N Guavs: I love a good fruit vape. This was another one that blew me away, and is my second favorite of the bunch. It’s a super juicy blend of Strawberry, Guava, and Kiwi and a total party in your mouth. Super Guava Kiwi on inhale, Strawberry notes more dominant after steeping with the lid off for a few days. I love, love, love this one and suggest it highly.
My rating: 10.5/10
Bee’s rating: taschty. no numbers, he just responded with fruity goodness.

Kush: I was curious about this one, as I can’t smoke anymore due to the nature of my job. I was warned it’d be planty, and whew! It was. This isn’t something i’d enjoy vaping and the only jjuice I did not enjoy. It does have a planty taste, however it’s more like chewing on leaves, not much of a dank taste whatsoever.
Remember, taste is subjective!
My rating: 1/10
Bee’s rating: It tasted like old people burning, 1/10

Bananza: This one was really fun! Jjuice manages to take a spin on some common flavors and turn them into something totally unique. This is a yummy fresh banana with a hint of vanilla cream that doesn’t disappoint.  Definitely an all day vape or something i’d wake, vape and adore. Reminiscent of Donkey Kong and Banana smoothies, great dessert vape!
My rating: 8/10
Friends rating: 10/10

Overall, We adore Jjuice. They put a lot of love into what they do and are expanding at a rapid rate. We’ll definitely be keeping these juices in our stash and are very eager to try AMF, Pineapple, Watermelon, Screwdriver, Serious Kiwi, and Tiger’s blood juices next. We’ll also be stocking up on my new must haves which are Melon Head, Straws and Guavs, Ooze and Bananza! :)
Within the next few weeks, you’ll be able to pick up Jjuice in various stores throughout the Pacific Northwest. On their site they’re doing an buy 3 get 1 free on their juices and giving Abundance readers 10% off any purchase on their website. This is a great chance to pick up some awesome juice. Don’t miss out!
be sure to use the discount code: butiadoreyouu :)
Special thanks to the James and Joe for being so easy to work with. Best of luck in your endeavors, guys!


Kanger Evod Review

This is a review of one of the lowest-cost, yet best-performing clearomizers, designed for eGo style batteries but equally at home on larger mods, the Kanger Evod.

Not so long ago, top coil clearomizers, where the coil that ignites the ejuice, turning it into vapor is near the mouth-piece, were the rage. The problem was that as the level of ejuice went down in the tank, often they would fail to properly wick ejuice to the coil resulting in dry, or burnt hits.

Enter the BCC or bottom coil clearomizer, where the coil is located at the bottom of the tank, eliminating this problem. However, early BCC's had a tendency to be "fussy" and prone to leakage.

The advent of the Kanger Evod was the turning point in an effective, leak resistant bottom coil design. How good is it? Virtually all of Kanger's newer, high-end (and price!) clearomizers employ the Evod coil, and in fact are all interchangeable, as are a number of BCC's from other manufacturers.

The Evod can be purchased in the $4.50 to $5.50 price range (I purchase mine from Mt Baker Vapor for $4.49 each) with either a 2.5ohm or 1.8ohm coil installed. 1.8ohm coils are perfect for 3.7 volt eGo batteries while the 2.5ohm coil makes a wider range of voltage settings on a variable voltage battery possible.

Note: Replacement coils are widely available and at low cost, a 5 pack can be readily found in the $5 - $6 range, and for the more adventurous, are fairly simple to re-build, reducing cost even further.

The Evod is a compact 2 1/2 inches in length with the tank being poly carbonate clad in metal (with viewing windows for ejuice level) with an eGo style soft finish which comes in a variety of colors. The tank holds 1.6ml of ejuice. The Evod has eGo threading and a fixed clear plastic tip. The base which screws into the tank with a nice metal-to-metal threading, removes and the coil convenoently screws into the base, resulting in a simple 3-piece design - tank, base, and coil.

This gives the Evod a very sturdy yet lightweight aspect, perfect for eGo and iTaste vv batteries, resulting in a nice balance, while the base is slim enough to fit the collars of most tube and box style mods comfortably.

Filling as with most BCC's is simply done by turning the Evod upside down, removing the base, and filling fro the side of the tank, avoiding as always the center air tube. One advantage of this is that you can replace a spent coil without having to empty the tank first.

How does it vape? Right up there with the $15 - $20 clearomizers! With a fairly light draw, the Evod produces cool but plentiful vapor without imparting any unwanted flavor masking, often a problem with long-wick top coil clearos.

It is a poly carbonate tank, not recommended for flavors known to "crack" such tanks, and those preferring to use a separate tip should look elsewhere.

Aside of these limitations, at 1/3 to 1/4 the cost of pricier pyrex clearomizers, the Kanger Evod remains one of the best bottom coil clearomizers on the market, and a fine economical choice that should be on any vaper's short-list of must-have clearomizers. Sturdy, compact, and provides great vaping. While there are many newer clearomizers made with more esoteric materials, the Evod is still hard to beat - perfection in a small, affordable clearomizer!


Sometimes, etiquette gets me nowhere

Etiquette. Just look at the word. It looks innocent and could mean prudent, but this word controls every aspect of our lives. Think about it. Everything we do in our lives revolves around a set of unwritten rules which we choose to call etiquette. I can understand a certain etiquette for eating, and of course golfing and some chivalrous respect for women, but sometimes in life the boundaries of etiquette need crossing. For example, we all know that the most comfortable place to keep your feet while watching television is right there on the coffee table. You'd never indulge in such a luxury in someone else's living room.

It's one of those things that we don't discuss openly with one another. We simply don't want to think, much less accept, the fact that other people treat their coffee tables the same way we do.

Seriously, I don't think my boyfriend would appreciate coming home knowing that earlier in the day I had my feet up on the table with mud on my shoes, as we settle into the couch together eating chocolate pudding. So we just call it etiquette and pretend it never happens.

I think it'd be much easier to call it a foot table. Then everyone could stop this big charade about where people should keep their feet and where they'd be most comfortable. Besides, who drinks that much coffee that they need to designate a whole table to coffee alone? Anyway, how did coffee get so powerful in the hierarchy of furniture? You don't need an end table, and some of us don't have a dining table, but you can bet we've all got a coffee table. I don't even drink coffee often, anything apart from tea or wine, really.. Maybe I should invest in a decaf table. I just don't get it!

Talk about your unwritten rules: there is no worse time that etiquette is present than over Christmas. Every Christmas there's someone I feel obligated to buy a gift for, or at least get a card for, because they have a card in my mailbox on Dec. 1. I don't find it ironic at all that these are the same people whose calls I don't return and therefore force me to be a hostage in my own apartment by screening my calls.

Call it guilt perhaps, for the sake of the holidays to clear my own conscience, but someone will argue that it is proper etiquette to reciprocate a holiday greeting. This year, somehow, I got suckered into buying that line to prove once again, my heart is sometimes bigger than my brain. I hadn't yet received that unwanted greeting, so here was my opportunity to clear my conscience by getting my card to their house first.

My mind worked like a criminal's, deciding to deliver my greeting under the cover of night. I wore my unfaded Levi's, a black cardigan and pom pom hat, pushed forward to conceal my face. I parked "Gunsmoke," the getaway car, outside the complex as I scaled the security wall while mouthing the "Mission Impossible" theme with my every move.

Dink-a-dink-a-dink-dink. "What an impossible mission," I thought. The lights were out, no car in the driveway and the mail slot in plain sight. I sprinted toward the slot like lovers longing for each other on a deserted beach while an orchestra played in the background. I picked up the flap and inserted my card.

I turned and walked away when second thought told me to make sure it fell past the wallboards and into the basket. Without hesitation I reached back into the flap to push my card even further. I wedged my arm in until I heard it fall.

The conclusion for what goes up is irrelevant to what goes in must come out. So there I was dressed like the criminal of etiquette that I am, freezing on the pavement in the dark with my arm stuck in a wall.

Computer Virus dolls

Computer Virus Dolls
They are made with 1′s and 0′s of binary code, the attached ribbon on the plushies have their name in binary code, and they have a popup tag (like onscreen popup).I recently received a couple of goodies from Computer Virus Dolls, a plush computer virus, and computer virus keychain!
These would make great joke gifts for the person in your life who has a bad habit of clicking links that they shouldn’t (I’ve certainly known a few people like that), but this is a virus they wouldn’t mind getting! These would also make a great gift for the person who’s always fixing those computer virus problems for everyone else. I’m sure they will proudly display their new virus plush on their desk at work!
They currently have four viruses available; Trojan, Malware, Worm, and Virus. The plushies are $9.95, and the keychains are $7.95.

I put the Stud in STD Giant Microbes Burning Love (review)

Will you be sharing this Valentine's Day with a dear loved one? Or perhaps you were scorned (or are scorning?) recently by an ex whom you would like nothing more than to wish a world of hurt upon? Either way, GIANTmicrobes has a splendid gift to give or keep: the new Heart Boxes!

If you haven't seen them on this blog before, you might just be vision-impaired. I positivelyLOVE my microbes! Several reviews can be found on Serial Access Mom for microbes, such as the gigantic red blood cellrotavirus, and Christmas Wreath Ornament Box. I also just added a White Blood Cell to my collection on the last California trip we made as a family, yay! 

GIANTmicrobes by Drew Oliver was founded in 2002 and creates unique gifts to inspire knowledge and learning. Seriously, who can resist the cuteness of plush microorganisms?

These two newest additions, the Heart Warming and Heart Burned Boxes, are a bit different from traditional GIANTmicrobes. Each decorative box is filled with 5 mini-microbes that are unique to these products:
Heart Warming™ Mini Microbe Box
Romantic Heart Warming Box includes:

*Kissing Disease with embroidered lips
*Sperm Cell with an embroidered baby blue rattle
*Egg Cell with embroidered hearts
*Penicillin with exclusive pink pom poms
*Pink Amoeba with embroidered rose


Heart Burned™ Mini Microbe Box
Sizzling Hot Heart Burned Box includes:

*Herpes with embroidered flames
*Chlamydia with red devil horns
*HPV with an embroidered frog
*Pox with a biting snake tongue and fangs
*Penicillin with exclusive pink pom poms

I recently added one of these new additions to my GIANTmicrobe family: the Heart Burned Box full of oh-so-lovely STD's! Who knew diseases could be so cute!

Each of these little pathogens have either special embroidery (a new feature!) or additions to make them limited-edition, available only in these boxed sets. They are all just as well-crafted as their larger brothers and sisters with the same attention to detail. Just look at these little embroidered guys:

Herpes and HPV are best buds!

If romance is your bit, make sure to check out the Heart Warming Box with it's sperm and egg cell! GIANTmicrobes also has an adorable Smooch doll: the kissing disease microbe that makes a smooching sound when you press her lips! Just what the doctor ordered for a happy Valentine's Day.
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Smoky Mountain Candles Review + Giveaway!

For years I purchased and used candles that were made from paraffin. I knew that the candles had a tendency to leave black soot on the edges of the candle, and when I burned a scented paraffin candle that was in a glass jar, the glass would turn black. I could live with that, but when we remodeled our dining room and kitchen and found black soot marks all over my wallpaper, that was not something I could live with.

If these candles were leaving such a residue on my walls, I wondered what kind of pollution they were adding to our indoor air! I now purchase only 100% natural candles, such as those made from soy or other renewable resources. I am pleased to have learned about the wonderful candles from a company called Smoky Mountain Candles.

Although Smoky Mountain makes a variety of candles, their palm based candles are the ones that caught my eye. Their jar candles consist of vegetable palm wax. They come in a wide variety of scents, their Bamboo scent is my favorite. I like scented candles but I don't like strong scents. The  Jar Candle in the Bamboo scent is much milder, yet it adds a nice pleasant fragrance to any room.
Smoky Mountain Candles uses  palm wax that use does not threaten the world's rainforests, and it does not threaten the ecosystems of the orangutan. Before I found Smoky Mountain candles I was a fan of soy based candles, but I learned that palm oil actually uses much less land than that which is used for soy production. Like bamboo, palm oil is a renewable resource that is sustainable.
These 8.5 ounce jar candles have a generous burn time of 55 hours and the Bamboo scent has hints of Floral, and is very earthy and calming. It is a nice light scent that is not overpowering to the senses. For those who have chemical sensitivities this is something to consider when purchasing a scented candle.
No longer am I purchasing candles made from paraffin. After all, paraffin ultimately comes from crude oil sludge. I am done with the faster burning paraffin candles that leave soot on my walls and pollute my indoor air! Not only do I feel the Smoky Mountain Candles smell better, but they last longer as well due to their slow burn time. I am very pleased to recommend these candles to those looking for a good, natural alternative to paraffin candles. They can be found at prices comparable to the paraffin based scented candles sold in glass jars, and make great holiday presents! Smoky Mountain also offers a variety of wax melts, hand creams, and novelty candles! 

They're also offering one of my readers the chance to win an 12oz in your choice of scent!

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Why should you care about human trafficking?

“We may not see this sort of slavery in the open, but it is there, lurking in shadows and on the fringes of society, quietly engulfing its victims for an estimated $32 billion in profits worldwide annually.”

Human Trafficking is a subject very dear to my heart. Since they’ve shut down my Advocacy group in Oklahoma City, I’m sure I’ll be posting about it here quite often.


Unthinkable things happen around the world today. A quick scan of the headlines is enough to weigh down the heart with reports of atrocities and tragedies and calamities and more. Here in the United States, things are far from perfect, but generally speaking, we have a measure of comfort and safety and ease compared to the war and genocide and famine and the like that other lands experience.

As a result, there are evils that we think are out there, happening to other people — not to us. I used to think about the evil of human exploitation and trafficking like that: something that happens in other places to other people but not here. Here, in the land of the free and the home of the brave, that was one thing I could cross off the list of potential horrors I needed to worry about.

There are two reasons why this sort of thinking is wrong:

  1. Trafficking is a growing crisis around the world and in the States. Ignorance is a flimsy shield against this world’s harsh realities. Awareness is essential.
  2. The majority of trafficking victims may live in other lands but that doesn’t mean I am free from the responsibility or the ability to help. In fact, it is because I am free and unaffected that I have the luxury of worrying about and fighting against this evil for those who cannot.

There is a problem that I see in my own heart and in the hearts of those around me: Until I allow the reality of the crisis to carve out a place in me, it’s too easy to ignore the crisis because of the comfort and safety that I experience. It’s too easy to let distance be an excuse for inaction. My heart breaks for both adults and children tied up in the yucky web of Human Trafficking.

Over the past few years, the reality is finding an ever-growing place in my heart, bringing the stories of exploitation and enslavement much closer to home. I’ve made room for women and girls like Courtney, who was only 14 years old when trafficking became a reality for her.

Like many young girls caught in its snare, Courtney’s path to exploitation began when she was just 5 years old. That’s when her brother’s friend began sexually abusing her, sending her young heart and mind into a spiral of confusion and pain. Although the abuse stopped when he was caught, the damage to Courtney’s heart continued to fester because no one knew that she would need help dealing with the aftermath. Her inner-world caved in on her and the rest of her childhood was a descent deeper and deeper into a black pit of depression and isolation.

By age 14, Courtney was so lonely that she frequented online chat rooms for any scrap of companionship. That’s where she met Jake. He took a special interest in her and eventually convinced her to meet him. Courtney thought she was meeting the guy of her dreams. She didn’t know that he was about to plunge her into a two-year nightmare that was even worse than the one she had already experienced.

Jake took Courtney to a motel where he raped her. Then he invited several other men to do likewise. When Courtney tried to sneak away, Jake beat her unconscious, establishing his total control and the futility of trying to escape. This routine continued, every night like the one before — another motel, more men. For two years, Jake moved Courtney all over the state. Courtney saw hundreds of motel rooms and just as many men.

Courtney’s story happened in Atlanta, Georgia, in the United States — the same country that outlawed slavery and involuntary servitude almost 150 years ago.

Perpetrators of human trafficking and sexual exploitation know the law. And they know how to cover their tracks, intimidate their victims, and work the system for personal gain. We may not see this sort of enslavement in the open, but it is there, lurking in shadows and on the fringes of society, quietly engulfing its victims for an estimated $32 billion in profits worldwide annually.1

This is no small problem, and due to human trafficking’s subversive nature, it is tough to document and measure. Advocacy and recovery organizations offer statistics from their work, although some independent researchers are concerned about inflation (either purposeful or mistaken). Despite these concerns, the reality stands: Women and girls are being enslaved in our country and around the world for the sole purpose of sexual exploitation.

Front-line Perspective

The horrors of human trafficking and sexual exploitation are being addressed by a wide range of organizations around the world. The need is great, and each organization offers its own unique approach. Some directly rescue girls and women from bondage. Others help the rescued build new and vibrant lives. Still others attack the systemic issues that contribute to the crisis.

To outline how these various approaches play out, I present three advocacy and recovery organizations working on the front lines: Wellspring Living (Atlanta, Georgia), As Our Own (Western India), and She Is Safe (worldwide).

Wellspring Living works right here in the States, in Atlanta, Georgia. This is the group that stepped into Courtney’s life after her two-year ordeal with Jake. Wellspring Living’s residential treatment program includes counseling, education, and life skills for the women and girls in their care.

According to stats on Wellspring’s Web site, there are about 100,000 young women in the United States who have been exploited. The average age of a child first used in prostitution is 11 to 14, with some as young as 9 years of age.1 It’s believed that as many as 17,500 people (men, women, and children) are trafficked into the United States annually.2

As Our Own works in India to prevent the enslavement of young girls who are at great risk of being exploited. The girls are adopted into the As Our Own family where they are loved as daughters, for life. Using its Adoptive-Level Care model, As Our Own cares for their daughters at the same level that we care for our own children, giving them parental nurture, guidance, and support through family life, schooling, extracurricular activities, college studies, career, marriage, family, and beyond. Each daughter has a permanent place of belonging in this loving family.

Predators in India are always on the lookout for girls who have unstable homes and broken family structures. And for girls born into the red light district because their moms are enslaved there? If these little ones aren’t rescued out by age 6 or 7, they are sold into the same fate as their mothers. That’s because little girls are in high demand at the brothels due to the myth that having sex with a virgin will cure AIDS. There are approximately 10 million prostitutes in India3; an estimated 500,000 of which are children.4

She Is Safe works in trafficking hot spots to “prevent, rescue, and restore women and girls from abuse and exploitation in high risk places around the world, equipping them to build a life of freedom, faith, and a strong future.” Working in poverty-stricken areas, She Is Safe seeks to step in with holistic, faith-based initiatives to make a difference in the lives of women and girls at great risk of being trafficked. Education, job skills, emotional health, and life support systems are offered to help women and girls preyed upon by traffickers.

The stats provided by She Is Safe paint a grim picture5 for women and girls around the world. Of the 27 million adults and children in some form of bondage (forced/bonded labor or prostitution), women and girls account for 98% of those who are enslaved for sex. There are 1.6 million little girls enslaved in prostitution around the world.

Growing Awareness: The Good and Bad of It

Grasping the horrific reality of sex trafficking is no easy task. The darkness looms and the need is so great that it can paralyze us from stepping in and making a difference. We can easily get trapped in questions likeHow can we free millions of people enslaved in brothels around the world?” and “How can we help the rescued enter back into regular life after all they’ve been subject to?”

If we can push beyond the overwhelming magnitude of need, we can join an organization already at work to make a tangible difference. Awareness is painful, but pain often pushes us to act. It inspires people to join current advocacy efforts or launch new ones. Plenty of creative opportunities exist for us to get involved through financial support, prayer, volunteer work, advocacy, and action.

The CNN Freedom Project, supported by President Obama and an array of celebrity activists, is highlighting the fight to end modern-day slavery. With coverage in print and video, CNN is reporting on “the horrors of modern-day slavery, amplifying the voices of the victims, highlighting success stories and helping unravel the complicated tangle of criminal enterprises trading in human life.” With its high-profile backing, this project is raising awareness and connecting people to tangible ways they can help.

Then there’s Passion, the annual faith-based conference for college students held in Georgia each January. In 2013, Passion announced its “End It” movement, calling students to commit to being the generation that puts an end to slavery. During the four-day conference, students donated more than $3.3 million to support 19 partner organizations working to abolish human slavery worldwide. For four days, these students were immersed in the hard, gut-wrenching truth about human slavery and sex trafficking. And that knowledge prompted them to give an astounding amount of money to support causes that could make “End It” a reality. Passion fuels the movement through social media engagement and its music tour.

Critics call this approach “slacktivism” (i.e., assuming that modern-day slavery and sexual exploitation can be eradicated by simply tweeting your support). John Sutter, however, disagrees. He notes, in a recent article at CNN, that real money has been raised and real people have been rescued. Projects and conferences like Passion are raising awareness and rallying people to action. For advocacy engagement to increase, awareness and buzz are key. More awareness by more people will produce more action and funding. That sounds good, and it is.

However, there is a downside. The very same buzz that draws attention to trafficking is the same buzz that will eventually move along to a newer cause. The newness of trafficking and all its horrors will one day become common knowledge. The buzz does plenty of good for a while, but interest and concern ride upon the winds of popularity, and once the winds change, support and interest often go with it.

But human trafficking and sexual slavery are not fads to be added to this season’s cause wardrobe. If we are to truly “End It,” we need strategic and persistent focus that doesn’t fade when the next season’s cause captures our fancy.

We must allow the buzz to change us — how we live, how we think, how we care. If we find a way to be involved long term, then our efforts won’t fizzle out when the buzz fades. What if we supported economic development programs that lift women and girls out of abject poverty, thereby protecting them from predators? What if we sent a girl to college, giving her the chance to reach her full, God-given potential? What if we helped survivors gain healing and skills to make a new life?

Let’s not waste the buzz. Let’s use it to make a lasting difference.

Transformation Is More Than a Rescue

The desire to see human trafficking and slavery in all its forms eradicated is noble. Upon hearing the shocking stats and the heart-wrenching stories of women like Courtney, we should be moved to act. Advocacy groups are doing what they can in the face of great need, but the truth is, many more of us as individuals will need to come alongside these hard-working groups if “End It” is to become a reality.

This is, in part, why groups that use communications that engage the heart and elicit an emotional reaction are the ones that stir people to act and get involved. I think of it as shock and awe communications.

The shock comes through the staggering stats. Learning about the plight of women and girls both near and far jolts us from our insulated bubbles to face reality. The numbers, details, and stories compel us to do something to make a difference. Getting people involved, however, is not the same as keeping people involved. With major social ills such as human trafficking and sexual exploitation, the numbers are so overwhelming that it can feel like our efforts are but a drop compared to the ocean of need.

That’s where shock’s counterpart comes in. To keep support partners engaged and encouraged in the ongoing fight, a bit of awe is needed. Stories of heroic rescue give us a sense of hope that we are doing something meaningful to push back against the evil we see in the world.

However, if the day of rescue is held up as the end goal of our support, we are applying a bandage to a gaping wound in need of serious attention. Bondage is just one woe of exploitation and enslavement. Setting a slave free is only the first step. She also needs emotional help and healing. She needs to catch up on education, develop life skills, learn how to live, and find work. Here in the States, recovery programs walk with the rescued to help them establish a new life. In other countries, such programs are nonexistent and societal prejudices make it difficult for the rescued to move past the trauma, thereby placing them at risk of further exploitation and enslavement.

Celebrating a rescue is good. We must fight against enslavement in all its forms. But rescue is not enough. We must be willing to dig in for the long haul, for the slow and steady work of helping the rescued establish a vibrant life while also fighting against the societal norms that produce a demand for enslavement in the first place.

Rescuing an individual is good. Let’s free as many as we can.

Transforming our world is crucial. Unless the social construct changes, there will always be another individual to rescue.


A Demonstration of Love

The crisis of human trafficking and sexual exploitation is no small matter. Much work and effort are needed in order to see those numbers shrink and to establish new foundations to the systemic issues that fuel the demand.


1. WellspringLiving.org
2. 268generation.com/Passion2013/learn/
3. Human Rights Watch, Robert I. Freidman, “India’s Shame: Sexual Slavery and Political Corruption Are Leading to An AIDS Catastrophe,” The Nation, 8 April 1996.
4. India Human Rights Report, submitted to the Congress of the United States of America by the Department of State (http://www.ncbuy.com/reference/country/humanrights.html?code=in&sec=6f).
5. SheIsSafe.org