My new weightloss venture!

Everyone who knows me on a personal level will know what a GINORMOUS fan I am of food!  Yes, I can not stop thinking about it, come to think of it, I might think of food more frequently than makeup....

Anyhoo, lately I've been feeling... hmmm, what is the correct term... sluggish... Sitting in front of the computer editing and just feeling like a big blob of gross-ness! :D

When hubby and I started dating in April 2008 I thought I was chubby, little did I know a few years down the line I would feel the way I feel now.

I am the take-away QUEEN of Port Elizabeth... But you already knew that judging by my frequent Facebook check-in's at Nando's Newton Park! 

I owe a special thanks to my bestie, Nicola McConnell.  Last week she told me about the Brentwood Diet. A weekend full of take-aways passed and on Monday morning (27 August 2012) I got out of bed and decided that I am going to do something about these hamster-cheeks of mine, SO, I got onto the scale and BOOOOM! 75.5 kg's stared up at me... Now, I weigh myself every morning (I know I'm suppose to weigh once a week), because it keeps me motivated!

Here's a layout of my progress:
Monday - 75.5 kgs
Tuesday - 74.9 kgs (Lost 600g)
Wednesday - 74.1 kgs (Lost 800 g)
Thursday (because I had a club wrap and strawberry smoothie from Kauai) - 74 kgs (Lost 100g)
Friday - 73.2 kgs (Lost 800g)
That is a total of 2.3 kgs in 5 days!

Here is what I eat on a daily basis:
(Please Google "Brentwood Diet" for more information)

Breakfast:
2 boiled eggs

Lunch:
Chicken breast / Fish (Steamed)
with any green veggies of your choice (steamed)

Dinner:
Chicken breast / Fish (Steamed)
with any green veggies of your choice (steamed)

NO salt or spices
No salad dressing or any sauces
No fruit

I still have my coffee with 1 teaspoon of sugar with milk (especially when I crave chocolate)

So far, so good. I feel much more energetic and healthier! I hope this will benefit some of you as well! If I can do it, ANYONE CAN, TRUST ME!

I can not wait to go bikini shopping in December!

10 Things I Fear as a Makeup Artist:

1.  Bad Breath - from BOTH parties might I add

2.  Smudging eyeliner or mascara on a bride's face by accident (and yes, it does happen, we just freak out on the inside)

3.  That moment when you realize your favourite eyeshadow is almost finished and you havent had time to order a new one (for me anyway because I order my products from Cape Town and it takes some time to get to PE)

4.  (Don't know with other makeup artists, but definitely me) Applying makeup on the opposite sex, nervewrecking! Lol

5.  Doing makeup on location and realizing that you forgot something at home (This is so me!)

6.  Control freak clients who insist that you do the makeup exactly the way they tell you to and ignoring your professional input. (Alrighty then!)

7.  Having to do makeup in a poorly lit area (Sorry Lesley-Anne! - I was a rookie back then, but now I know better, I promise!) ;p

8.  Having to do a makeup application in a few minutes and knowing you can do SO much better if given the time which leads to the following point....

9. Clients who run late

10. When I realize I havent closed my bedroom door and I have a makeup loving Miniature Pincher, Gucci, who is probably having a good time in my makeup case (Yes, I have lost MANY products thanks to her!)

Caught in the Act...

My 1st blog entry : One day when I am big...

Hi everyone ;)

So, I finally decided to start blogging...

For the very first entry, I think it is the perfect occasion to share with you how where and when I decided that "I want to be a makeup artist when I am big".

I remember paging through a Huisgenoot / You magazine and seeing a photo of a beautiful African American model with the most gorgeous electric blue and gold makeup and headpiece at the age of 8 (yes, I have a brilliant memory) and wishing that I could also create something as exquisite as that someday...  I have been searching and Googling for that exact image, but unfortunately I cant find it.

I haven't really given it much thought, but my dad is a very creative person.  I remember mini-me and daddy-dearest sitting together creating animals (especially doves for some reason) out of clay.  My mom wore fire engine red lips every single day of her life so I guess that is the winning combo to which I owe my sincere gratitude.

To those of you who have stood by me from the beginning and to those of you who have only joined me on my journey recently,  thank you and a warm welcome... I love you all xxx