Friday, April 6, 2012

Fab Friday!

Celebrating beauty in all shapes and sizes (species and things too!)  -- Every Friday


When a person thinks about the desert, the first thing that comes to mind are vast expanses of nothingness, dust, heat and tumble weeds. The truth of it is there is so much more to a desert that is hidden, or over looked, such as.. oh, I don't know, desert flowers.


(Rose Cactus. Found in Clover Springs, Utah -- follow the link! : More Desert Beauty ) 

Some of us are allergic, others simply disgusted by their smell and texture. Can you guess what this is?


Aloha, Amigos!

Beauty standards of today are absolutely ridiculous. It is almost impossible to open up a magazine without seeing a twisted, skewed up version of what Beauty should be, change the channel on television without being told about how Celebrity Y is horribly looking because of Z excuse. Hell, even the radio has something to say about how I should buy a certain product because my hair is too thin, my teeth not white enough, blah blah blah.

And sometimes I fall for that crap, then begin nit picking at my body, my fashion and my home because I  don't fit into some form of ideal..

Then it got me thinking: I'm a twenty-seven, almost twenty-eight year old woman who *knows* better than to fall victim to what So-and-so has to say. I have a very impressionable thirteen year old niece who straightens her hair every other day because she doesn't like her curls, another lovely 11 year old who will soon start feeling the societal pressures to fit in and yet a third niece, four years of age, whose precocious sense of style sets her apart from the rest. I look at the latter's St. Patrick's day ensemble and fear that one day, she'll be too  scared to wear a silly tutu on top of a pair of leggings because "only little girls do stuff like that."  How can I teach my girls to be strong, independent and find beauty with what Mother Nature has given them when I still struggle on some days?

There is so much beauty out there -- every where -- but if only we could see.

So there you have it, this is how the idea of this blog was born. Welcome to Fabulush... because you don't have to be drunk to see the true beauty of our bodies regardless of what we look like.