He Began With Eve

He Began With Eve  Joyce Landorf
1983
Weight: 9. 6 oz
Method of Disposal: Leaving about town

It is Mother's Day weekend.  I spent the day with my amazing mother.  We went to an "estate" sale that was not really an estate sale.  Luckily, everyone in the family was very much alive but also very attached to the items they were trying to sell and not inexpensively or decisively I might add.  I cannot begin to recount the awkward times we had there.  We went to dinner and then home to watch a movie.

Tomorrow, I will be doing a bunch of volunteer work for my place of employment and then I will set off to my grandmother's to celebrate her as a mother and also to celebrate the day of her birth.  She is the one that passed on this bizarre book to me.  The back cover of the book and the author can be seen in the picture shown above.  I feel like this should be enough said.  Title, picture, gift from Southern Baptist Grandma.

There was something shocking about this book though.  I was surprised that my grandmother had bought and read a book that was a fictionalized account of the lives of women in the bible.  I don't know why.  She is religious.  She is a woman.  But it  seemed, almost, like a brush with feminism to me.  I know she would recoil, and I know we have differing opinions about the definition of feminism too.  It was also something about it being a FICTIONAL account from the women's perspectives that made it seem just slight subversive to me.  Am I trying too hard?  Yeah...

Kevyn Aucoin

A Beautiful Life: The Success, Struggles, and Beauty Secrets of a Legendary Makeup Artist 2003
Face Forward 2000
Kevyn Aucoin
Weight: 5.5 lbs

Method of Disposal: Donating, unless you want them
In the interest of beauty I am donating or giving away my Kevyn Aucoin books. I do not wear makeup, and I have next to zero interest in the make-up worn by celebrities. It is quite possible that the only reason I care at all is because of Kevyn Aucoin. He does some amazing transformations in both of these books. May he rest in peace.

Around the time I bought these books, I met my hair stylist. The two events were in no way related and have never been connected in any way until now. I went to have my hair done today. I use to see her regularly, but I haven’t been able to afford to get my hair done for years. It has been over two years since I visited her and yet, on the rare occasion I have someone else cut it and when I color it with color out of a box, I feel like I am cheating on her. I have been annoyingly self-loathing lately, and I knew I needed something to help me out. She always makes me feel better. I decided to call and see if she even still worked at the salon. She does, and I made my appointment. I saw her today, and it was so much fun. We talked forever, caught up, laughed, took up too much time. She, of course, also cut my hair. I love it, but I also just love her company, the attention, and the salon. I guess I am the prototype of a “woman” after all (just kidding). I am not really sure what I like most. The color, the cut, or the conversation. No matter what I feel so much lighter after getting rid of all that excess hair and so happy.

I came home, went to the local farmer’s market with two friends for veggie crepes, greek yogurt, a tiny amount of fresh fried okra, and a oatmeal cookie/cream cheese ice cream sandwich. From there, we went out for beer and much later discovered a wonderful little taco place with great vegetarian options. Too much eating and so much delicious-ness. I hit up a Goodwill and got some clothing necessities for very little money and two tennis rackets for fun. It was a pretty wonderful day. I am sad to see it go, but I guess I must sleep. If you ever want a great hair cut and/or color call Eve at Image Salon in Alpharetta,GA.