Pictures from fashion & culinary expert Luxirare‘s sushi ritual.
Mouth: salivating.
Disposition for OCD: satisfied.
Mind: blown.
A couple of weeks ago, I gathered up some information (how long I’ve been with Verizon Wireless, how much I spend per month, how I always pay my bill on time, and what other carriers are offering) and made a call to customer service.
“My current phone is DYING,” I pleaded. “I’ve taken it to the Verizon Store several times, and even performed two hard resets in the past month. I still need to restart it at least once a day to keep it running. I know I’m a few months away from my upgrade eligibility date, but is there any way you can move up that date for me?”
After some more begging (“My phone can’t even handle Candy Crush!”) and ass-kissing (“Verizon has the best network in the nation!”) and even a veiled threat (“So…how much will it be if I were to cancel my contract right now and switch to a different provider?”), a manager came on the line and voilà! I was granted an early upgrade!
(When I bragged to J about getting an early upgrade, he pouted, “What about me?” when he already has a kickass phone — an unlocked Galaxy Nexus — that is less than a year old. Still…CHALLENGE ACCEPTED. 😎 After an hour on the phone with T-Mobile, I was able to get him an unlocked Nexus 4 for $50. BOOYAH!)
I had been eyeing the original Samsung Galaxy Note ever since it was released in early 2012 because I hate most soft keyboards. These days, physical keyboards only seem to accompany crappy phones; I figured a stylus would be a nice compromise. The HUGE size was attractive to my fat clumsy fingers as well.
(I’ve been noticing that the older I got, the larger I preferred my gadgets. 🙂 Has this happened to anyone else?)
So when Samsung announced the Galaxy Note II. AND that it would be available on Verizon…
It’s probably obvious by now which phone I ended up getting. (Also, the title of this post. Duh.)
Oh, Galaxy Note II, shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and blah blah blah…
Who cares how the sonnet ends, because I FRICKIN LOVE THIS PHONE!!!
I will not be going on the specs nor analyzing the phone’s performance here. I trust that anyone with access to Google can easily obtain that information.
What I will be doing is to highlight my favorite features of the phone, talk about my favorite accessories, and address the biggest issue that concerns most consumers about the Note II.
I've been on a beauty kick lately. I'm not sure why, because it's not like I go anywhere that would require my getting decked out and putting my best face forward. But I've been finding myself styling brushing my hair and putting on makeup more often. Even if it's just a short stroll to the grocery store in my yoga pants. So when I came across this contouring chart from famed makeup artist Jordan Liberty, I knew that I had to share it with you guys. It is THE most comprehensive — and easy-to-follow! — facial contouring chart I've ever seen. The chart accompanies the contouring video below. Man, what I would't give to have a professional makeup artist do my face every day! And,...
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This is the very first time that a dress — or three dresses, in this case — has made me excited about what just debuted at a major fashion show. Not only do they beautifully, gracefully convert into new dresses, all six designs are wearable and not bad-looking at all! (The third one is my fav!) I doubt that I could pull these off though. Because in order to take full advantage of these transformative garments, you'd need to be nonchalantly doing the catwalk sashay while the dress unfurls around you. AND you'd need to be making the transforming sound effects from Transformers. And I doubt I can do both without making a complete idiot of myself. Check out the full video of the show...
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Last year, I had an unfortunate accident which led to a herniated disc in my neck. I obviously could not take care of both girls by myself with the injury and its corresponding treatments; I ended up staying at my parents' in the suburbs for almost 2 months so that they and my sister could help me on my road to recovery. Once I recuperated I remember returning home to a cold, dark place that — for a lack of a better word — was a complete pigsty. J sheepishly confessed, "I didn't realize just how much work you do around the house until you were gone." I have been replaying that phrase over and over again in my head this past week....
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