6.58/10

anaface.com takes your face and uses geometry to determine how beautiful your face is.

from their FAQ page: Our specific algorithm is proprietary, but we take into account many factors from neoclassical beauty, modern research papers, and our own scientific studies/statistical analysis.  Examples include things such as comparing innerocular distance to mouth width and nose width to face height.

i got a 6.58

my eyes are too small. 

and my nose is too wide. 

For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.

psalm 139

another post about hair.

 i blog about my hair more than a normal person should. 

but im not normal.

and lately i have really been missing my long waves. 

but at least now toys won't blow into my hair on windy days. 

i think im just going to grow dreadlocks. 

waxing your brows could be spiritual.

i have a weird habit.
sometimes when i am in funny situations i think, "man, this would make a great illustration in a sermon!"

today i got my eyebrows waxed. (after my pedi with jillian).

so im laying down on the bed thing. and first the lady starts combing my brows and trimming them with a pair of scissors. i felt a little nervous because i had no idea what she was doing.
next its time for the wax. she lays a strip of it along the top of my face. i can feel the hot wax, but i have no way of knowing where she had put the wax. i was nervous i would be left with nothing and have to draw in some brows the next day.
after she had finished with the wax she started with the scissors. "cretainly there couldn't be anymore left to cut? could there be?"
oh but she wasn't done yet- now it was time for the tweesers!
im like laying there trying to stay calm. thinking i must look bald at this point.
then she stops. starts rubbing lotion on my face and massages my head.

she finishes up, i finally get to look in the mirror, and i actually have two nice looking eyebrows left!

application:
God knows exactly what we need. it might feel funny at times. it might even hurt sometimes. sometimes what we think we need or the ways we think we would do something could be totally wrong.I wanted the lady to stop cutting my hair as soon as she started. but sometimes the road of life can get bumpy (hairy?) and if you just stick with it God will carry you through. because only HE knows what you need. and HIS plan is best. and even if you think that everyting is totally wrong, you have to trust the great brow waxer, or the Father.

so can i be a pastor now?

voluntary amputation

I just cut off 15 inches of hair.

well not just, it was this afternoon, about 3:30.
initially i was shocked at how short it is.

i held myself together on the way home but as soon as i got back into the cottage i started sobbing. its just wayyyy shorter than i wanted/expected.

but after a mini counseling sesh (thanks justine and cottage girls)
and a round with the flat iron (thanks shaye)

i totally love it.

im sending my hair to panteen beautiful lengths.

its an organization that makes wigs for the american cancer society.
My hair will go to a chick who needs it way more than i did, and that's pretty awesome.

i have been talking about making the cut for a year now, but i had been holding on.
(if you are thinking about donating they only need 8 inches)

well im going to bed now, i might write more about this later (with more pictures), but it has been a traumatic day.

it's been years in the making.

and it's happening tomorrow.

and i am nervous.

///slash i really like listening to my music on shuffle. i just heard:
nd old hymn, sweeny todd, techno, and then a hard core song.

and i broke a bottle of finger nail polish in my room. like it dropped on the floor and shattered. so my window is open and i can hear everyones conversations outside.
so if you just walked outside my cottage my advice to you is, "stop over analyzing everything he does and twirp him"

for you non-cbu-ers twirp is "the woman is reupred to pay" week. kinda like a whole sadie hawkins type thing.

graduating is for chumps.

so i was just reading drew's blog. and honestly it made me tear up a bit. (its been an emotional morning, get off my back.)

but im really sad the semester is almost over. in addition to having lots of work to get done i don't want to say goo bye to the great people i have met.

im going to be the only one left from team ootah.
and that makes me so sad.

i know im being selfish and i should be excited about people moving forward in their lives. i think i might be slightly jealous. sometimes i feel like i should just quit school and start a greeting card company. or be a missionary. or work in advertising.

sometimes i just want to quit and work the reality show circuit for a while. i'll start out on one reality show. then ill do the reunion special. then ill be one of those people who are always on e! specials giving their opinions and funny comments on any given topic. then i will get a sponsorship and do commercials. then i will invent some great new item. travel the world promoting my product. adopting about 20 kids along the way. i would love to have my own fashion line. possibly a celebrity fragrance as well. become a judge on some new dancing show.

wow. sometimes i hope that no random lurkers are reading my blog because i know i sound crazy. but other times that idea excites me. kristin pretty much figured me out she said, "rachel you just want someone to read [an email i sent] that and say, 'oh i know that girl. she is so cool. i want to be her friend." well kristin you were spot on.
so random person i want to be your friend too.

i reject knock-offs.

i really do not accept fake designer bags at all.
i just do not see the point in paying for a design that you know is stolen.

"According to the International Chamber of Commerce, counterfeiting makes up five to seven percent of global trade, or $450 to $500 billion. While any name brand is at risk for counterfeiting, the most commonly ripped-off labels include Louis Vuitton, Kate Spade, Christian Dior, Prada, Gucci and Burberry."

selling these bags is illegal (its trademark counterfeiting)
but guess what- buying the bags is also illegal. (just to clarify its not illegal to buy coach "style" bags that have a "g" instead of a "c" this is artistic interpretation) but i still don't see the point.
and my dislike is not really about the fake handbags, its about the child labor. there is no way to regualae te how the bags are manufactured.

this might sound harsh but buy buying these bags you are supporting organized crime and child labor. you are also stealing fro the designers who have worked hard to build up their brand.


when researching this issue i found this cool site. bag borrow or steal is sweet you can rent luxury bags for as low as $15 a week. so if having the brand name stuff is important to you but you cant shell out lots of money check this out before even thinking about buying a knock off bag.

and before this year i didn't even realize what an issue these knock-off bags are. i was reading an article in news week (i think thats where) about child trafficking and counterfeit bags. and now i just want to go up to people who are carrying fake bags and tell them that some starving child with horrible working conditions probably made their bag. but i know thats rude. so blogging seemed to be the perfect outlet for this rant.

tattoo expo.

so i really wanted to go to the tattoo and body art expo in pomona.
and jackie and i went together today.

i have been wanting to get this piercing.

once we got to the fairplex i talked to this guy
his name is "iguana mike" and he has a star implant on his forehead. and a metal spike mowhawk. he told me that to do the spiral thingy it would be best to get three separate cbrs and then once the piercing has healed to make custom jewlery.

so right now i have three fatty rings in my ear. and honestly im not a fan of the way they look. they are ust too big and hangy for my ears. :[
:[
i think im going to wait for them to heal and then take them out. or replace the rings with something smaller.
this experienced convinced me i am not ready to get a tattoo. they are just too permanent. i can take piercings out whenever i want to.
the craziest thing i saw today was:
a corset piercing! it horrifyingly awesome.
dont worry mom. im not getting one of these.
ill leave you with this.

locks of love.

i have long hair. and i love it.

donating my hair to locks of love (provides wigs to children with hair loss who cant afford them) has always been something that i at the back of my mind. i figured by posting a blog about it i actually have to do it now.

10 inches is the minimum length for donating. but that produces a shorter wig. most little girls who get the wigs ask for long hair.

so im trying to decided if i should cut my hair now, or let it grow longer before i cut it off.

the shortest i have ever had my hair was freshman year of high school. it was above the shoulder in a cute layered look. but when i first got my hair cut i cried.
i cried, over hair.
how vain of me. i mean some people dont even have hair. like my dad. seriously.

crying over hair is entirely acceptable in girl world. like i bet the average female has cried over her hair.
looking back i think thats a waste of tears. there are much bigger things to cry over, for sure.

so in conclusion, expect a hair update some day. because i plan on cutting off my hair and donating it.

and for all my fans out there: dont worry. it will grow back.

naked toes.

today i took my toenail polish off. and i didnt put anything new on.
i left my toes NAKED.

and today during cultural anthropology (where the answer to every question is either culture, social norms, or society) i spent a good 10 minutes starring at my toes. because they just look so weird naked.

for the past 5+ years i always have something on my toes. and when i take old polish off i immediately put new stuff on.

sorry about this random post.
im really not vain. i know the song is not about me.