Saturday, June 13, 2009
I've been meaning to review this lovely little set from Soap and Glory, but sort of forgot about it. For several months.
I'm pressed for time, so I'll keep this short and will let the pics do most of the talking.
Pros: The magnetic box it comes in is cute. It has a legit mirror (not one of those stupid plastic ones), and is decorated in the inside with what reminds me of skateboard grip tape.
The lip plumping crayon is the one of those big, fat deals. It glides on effortlessly, has good colour payoff, and is very moisturising. Does a great job of plumping. Has a nice scent, but I can't place what it is.
The gloss smells like cotton candy in the best way possible :-)
No creeping or smearing from either the pencil or gloss.
Cons: The gloss is thick sticky. Reminds me of the 'clear' Sexy Mother Pucker. I found it works better in warmer weather, naturally. A bit too glittery for my liking.
This has been discontinued, *I THINK*. I saw they have another lip plumping kit on store shelves, but I've not purchased it... yet.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Overshadow in No Money, No Honey
Shady Lady eyeshadow in Shameless Shana
MAC Fluidline in Blacktrack
Brows- Anastasia brow powder in Brunette
No mascara, I forgot, until I saw the photo!
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Sam Butera, former Louis Prima saxophonist, dies in Las Vegas at age 81
Posted by Keith Spera, Music writer, The Times-Picayune June 03, 2009 5:20PM
Sam Butera, the hard-driving, hard-swinging New Orleans saxophonist who was Louis Prima's longtime musical partner, died Wednesday in Las Vegas following a long illness. He was 81.
Mr. Butera joined Prima's band in 1954. With singer Keely Smith, they built one of the most popular acts in the golden age of Las Vegas. Mr. Butera cooked up the arrangements that gave the likes of "Just a Gigolo"/ "I Ain't Got Nobody" and "Jump Jive An' Wail" maximum impact.
"Louis's ace-in-the-hole was Sam Butera," said Gia Prima, the fifth of Louis's five wives and the singer in his band from 1962 to 1975. "That animal attraction that they had, with Sam's honking sax and Louis's jumping and jiving -- without Sam, Louis couldn't have pulled it off."
Mr. Butera grew up in the 7th Ward. His father owned Poor Boys Grocery & Meat Market. One evening the elder Butera took his son to see a big band, and asked the boy which horn he liked the best.
"The saxophones were closest, so I pointed to the saxophones," Mr. Butera recalled in a 1996 interview. "The next day I had a horn."
A prodigy, he turned pro at 14, serving as the human jukebox for strippers on Bourbon Street. "I worked at every joint on that street," he recounted. "You name it and I worked it. All those girls wanted to do was mother me."
At 18, he was voted the "Outstanding Teenage Musician in America" by Look Magazine at Carnegie Hall in New York. After graduating from Holy Cross High School, he considered Notre Dame University scholarships for music and track and a career in mechanical engineering. Instead he hit the road with big bands led by Ray McKinley, Tommy Dorsey and Al Hirt.
By late 1954, he'd cut several records under his own name. He often performed at the 500 Club on Bourbon Street, which was owned by Prima's brother Leon. Looking to staff his new band at the Sahara Hotel in Las Vegas, Prima scouted Mr. Butera at the 500 Club and offered him a job.
Mr. Butera had never been to Vegas, then a desert stopover with 30,000 inhabitants. He banked as much as $700 a week backing Lili Christine the Cat Girl and other strippers on Bourbon Street; his first Sahara paycheck was $250. His wife, Vera Marie, wanted to return to New Orleans; Mr. Butera insisted they stay.
"I thought it would be a good move," he said.
It was. Mr. Butera started writing arrangements for Prima's band, the Witnesses. "That's when it happened," he said. "The sound, you know?"
That sound was an explosive mixture of jump blues, jazz, top-notch crooning and no-holds-barred entertainment. During a seven-year run at the Sahara with the Witnesses, they defined Las Vegas cool. On-stage, Mr. Butera and Prima cut up big-time, blazing away at each other during trumpet and sax duels, thrashing around, stomping through the crowd.
"His contributions to Louis are immeasurable," said Ron Cannatella, a radio host and director of the Louis Prima archives. "They were a team. They worked perfectly together."
Mr. Butera's enormous tone stood toe-to-toe with Prima's manic energy. But for all the antics, Mr. Butera was also a serious musician who insisted the music be correct.
"Every night before the shows, you could hear Sam in the dressing room running scales and fussing over his reeds," Gia Prima recalled. "He wanted everything to be perfect. I don't think there's another tenor sax man that could touch him."
Their popularity extended far beyond Vegas. After scoring a national hit with "That Old Black Magic" in 1959, they sold out as many as four shows nightly at New York's Copacana -- more than even Frank Sinatra.
"We had fun, and we played good music, what the people wanted to hear," Mr. Butera said in 1996. "And it was our own thing. Then everybody started copying our style of music."
After Louis Prima fell into an irreversible coma in 1975, Mr. Butera continued to record and tour with Frank Sinatra and others. Merv Griffin, Johnny Carson, Dinah Shore and Dean Martin solicited Mr. Butera as guests on their TV shows.
In 1985, former Van Halen singer David Lee Roth launched his solo career with a copy of Mr. Butera's "Just a Gigolo" / "I Ain't Got Nobody" arrangement. Ex-Stray Cats frontman Brian Setzer scored a Grammy for his cover of the Prima/Butera classic "Jump Jive An' Wail."
During the swing revival of the 1990s, Mr. Butera was perceived as one of the music's originators. He and his band, the Wildest, enjoyed long, successful residencies in Nevada, Atlantic City and elsewhere, perpetuating the swing and shtick of vintage Vegas.
"He carried the legacy on," Gia Prima said. "Sam could really reproduce that sound. If you wanted to hear that music, you had to go see Sam. It was amazing that he kept on as long as he did."
He made his New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Festival debut in 2002. In the Economy Hall Tent, a tuxedoed Mr. Butera declared his intention to play "music you can relate to. All old songs. None of that new s---."
He delivered his usual repertoire of lounge-worthy Viagra jokes and airtight versions of "Jump Jive An' Wail," "Just a Gigolo" and "Down On Bourbon Street." "That's happy music, folks," he said.
During occasional New Orleans visits, Mr. Butera often purchased pastries for his mother at Angelo Brocato Ice Cream & Confectionery on North Carrollton Avenue. The title of his 1996 CD proclaimed that "The Whole World Loves Italians." He last came to town in 2003 to be induced into the Italian-American Hall of Fame. Nancy Sinatra, Tony Bennett and Jerry Lewis sent tributes; Pete Fountain presented the award.
When failing health made travel difficult, Mr. Butera retired. He entered a Las Vegas hospital in January, and never left.
Next year is the 100th anniversary of Louis Prima's birth. Gia Prima is planning numerous commemorations. With news of Mr. Butera's passing, "my heart is saddened," she said. "For me it's almost like losing Louis again."
Survivors include his wife of 60 years, Vera, two sons and two daughters. Funeral arrangements are incomplete.
It wasn't until an Irish pal showed me the shoes SHE was lusting after, that I knew who made them!
These are the Lady Dragon shoes by Vivienne Westwood. It's a collaboration between Brazillian shoe design house, Melissa. All the shoes are made from plastic (think along the lines of the jelly sandals we wore in the 1980s)... and they're candy scented, to boot!
When I found out who made these, I was on a mission to find a pair. The only place I could find them was on eBay-- for three times the amount they were originally being sold for!
I FINALLY found them being sold on the Vivienne Westwood site- but they had been on backorder for a long time. Until today :-)
Here they are... they come in other candy-like colours, too!
They also have another pair that I am dying to get my hands on...
So reminiscent of the 1950s lucite heels!
These are on backorder for the time being...
Very sparkly, very gorgeous!
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
The only acceptable matte, in my eyes, was MAC's Retro Matte line. Sure, there have been some nice semi-matte formulas out there... Guerlain's discontinued Divinora Deep & Matt was a good lipstick, as is Besame's Enchanting Lipstick.
I prefer a very matte lipstick-- the type that tends to be very drying for most folks. Right, so being that I was running VERY low on my usual Ruby Woo, I decided to check out Revlon's Really Red, as a pal of mine said it was quite good. A nice, true red-- perfect, as during the summer months, any little sun I encounter makes me tan. The bluish-reds always look too bright on me when I darken up just a bit. Plus, $6 or so versus the $14 for the MAC lipstick? Sure, why not!
I applied the lipstick and was pleased straight away. It definitely had the same consistency as MAC's matte lipsticks. The colour is VERY similar to Ruby Woo... just a tad less blue. Best of all, it wasn't as drying as MAC's. It lasted just as long as MAC's lipstick, which is the main thing that had me sold. No creeping, feathering or any of that nasty junk.
I'm not sure, as I've sort of put myself on a no-buy unless it's a) essentials or b) something really friggin' fantastic... but I'm unsure if this is a limited-edition product. I sure hope not! It works just as well and looks just as fabulous... the $8 difference is a great thing!
Anyway, here is a swatch; Ruby Woo is on the left, and Revlon's Really Red is on the right.
A souvenir tortilla warmer from Acapulco. This was used daily. Well, until she stopped making tortillas.
Front and back view of some pot holders she made long ago. I acquired a ton of this sort of stuff; plenty of embroidered flour sack towels.
This has a matching fridge magnet that goes along with it; a miniature kitchen mixer!
A slightly worn Mammy cookie jar, and next to it, a Mammy thimble...
I got a brand new set of gorgeous, pillowtop mattresses from my Nan's house. I think it had only been slept on a couple of times. With it I got this great iridescent vinyl headboard...
These didn't come from my nan's, but I thought I'd shade them anyway.
Here is a Heywood Wakefield dining table and chairs that I picked up for $70. Please disregard the ugly wall heater and the leaf leaning up against the wall.
I bought them from my friend's mom; she bought them brand new back in the day, in either San Francisco or Oakland. I can't remember...
Anyway, I might refinish this set. It has a bit of wear on it. Also, the upholstery on the chairs need to be redone.
This great plant stand/book & magazine rack came from my landlord. He was cleaning out his garage and found it. It's metal, coated in black, and it needs to be re-painted. I shall be doing that shortly. Now to decide what to put on it!