How to Marry a Millionare

"How to Marry a Millionaire" released in 1953, is about Schatze Page (Lauren Bacall), Loco Dempsey (Betty Grable), and Pola Debevoise (Marilyn Monroe); three young models looking to strike it rich by marrying rich men of course. They rent a nice apartment and sell all the furniture for money to keep the apartment and the charade that they are indeed rich themselves. For the first few months they have no such luck finding men until one comes along who introduces them to many more. The girls all meet guys but can they really only marry a man for money and not for love? Or perhaps they can find both?

Breakfast at Tiffany's

Tonight I watched Breakfast at Tiffany's for the first time. It was not what I expected but I did not really know what to expect. The movie was about a girl in New York named Holly Golightly who is in search of wealth. A new neighbor moves into her apartment building and he is awestruck, love at first sight for this girl. She's extraordinary, she's different, not like any girl he's ever met. He quickly falls for her but then discovers she has been married before and she is not who she claims to be. 

It was a "darling" movie and now I see what the big deal was about it. I recommend it to anyone looking to watch a love story of a glamour girl in search of wealth and love, more so wealth.

Herbal Soaks

Lately I've been trying some different herbal baths and soaks. So far I've done a Green Tea soak and a eucalyptus and rose bud soak. Both were very soothing.

Above is the green tea soak. This is good for anti-aging, anti-depression, and a detox for skin. It prevents acne and helps skin stay healthy.

Above is the rose bud and eucalyptus bath soak. This makes skin soft and also serves as a detox. 

3 AM

It’s 3 AM and I cannot sleep with the thought on my mind that you believe I do not love you like I used to. I am mean to you and you feel unloved and it is all my fault. I do not mean to act that way towards you and I always realize this too late. It makes me very sad because it made me realize that our relationship could end and that is not ok. I don’t want it to end. Of course I love you, of course I want you to be happy. I just don’t know. There is something wrong with me for me to treat you this way my darling and for that I am so sincerely sorry I am flawed because for you I want to be perfect.

Friday Night Relaxation

I feel really calm and grand right now and I wanted to share that with you. Try to visualize this and feel what I'm typing as best as you can.

You're in a loft. You're sober but you feel buzzed just from life. The overhead light is off but there are string lights strung all around the room. There are candles scattered across the room on different tables, and incense making the room feel warm and smell sweet. The lighting is dim and there is a record player. Its playing jazz by a Brazilian artist by the name of Antonio Carlos Jobim. The music makes you feel like dancing but at the same time it makes you want to lay down and close your eyes and float out the window across the city. 

Listen to the album and close your eyes. You'll feel great.

Christmas Eve

I figured since its Christmas Eve I should talk about that. I'll just tell you what happens on my Christmas Eve.

Christmas Eve is always slow. For some reason I always wake up early on Christmas Eve. Its always last minute shopping and night time Mass and we open one present. Today I went to Urban Outfitters with Hideo to get an outfit for mass and a few things for my sister. Hideo would kept trying to help me find something to wear but I'd get more annoyed and upset with every suggestion. I finally found something I liked but it was too short or too revealing or didn't fit me right. I settled on a grey mini skirt, a cropped black shirt and a floor length greenish-grey sweater with dark red tights. 

Then we looked around for gifts. I had to get my sister a gift and he had to get his dad a gift. This was very easy because everything was on sale so we could pretty much afford anything. We both got a set of peace and tranquility stones and he got a ouija board mint case also. It is a small gift but I think my sister will enjoy it. 

After shopping, we went to Back Yard Burger and then back to my house to get ready for mass. I went upstairs to my room and got dressed and while I was doing that I made Hideo figure out how to wrap the presents for his dad because apparently he'd never wrapped a present in the whole 18 years of his life. I cam back down and looked at the package. It was a mess, I ended up fixing it when he was busy with something else.

Finally everyone was ready for mass. Well physically. No one wanted to go except my mom. I'm not Christian any more, but my other siblings are. They just didn't want to go, but I don't blame them. We've just recently started going to church again. I think my mom feels guilty for all the years she hasn't gone or taken us. A lot has happened in our family recently so it probably has a lot to do with that. 

Mass wasn't long at all which was weird. Usually Christmas Eve mass is like three hours but it was only one hour at this church, which was nice.After church we got into our cars and left. Hideo, my fifteen year old sister, Kate, and I took a different car because my whole family couldn't fit in one car. There is six of us at my mom's house. I am the oldest at seventeen. Then there's Kate at fifteen, Son at ten, Jack at seven, and Claire at one and a half. Also my stepdad, Louis and my mom.

Back at the house we all opened our one present which was pajamas, and ate a roast that had been cooking all day. I felt bad because not everyone liked it and my mom was really excited about it. She tries really hard but she doesn't understand the problems my sister goes through and gets frustrated with her easily. She just wants her kids to be normal, I think. 

At about ten o'clock, my mom sent everyone upstairs to bed and Hideo home so Santa could come. Oh, that's another thing, my sister, Kate just found out Santa wasn't real tonight. She found out by telling our little brother he wasn't real and when my mom told her to be quiet she said "Wait, really?". She had no idea. She wasn't upset so its ok. 

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