K-Palette 1 Day Tattoo Eyebrow Tint • Fri-yay!

Happy Friday! I snagged some new products at the drugstore today and couldn’t wait to try the K-Palette 1 Day Tattoo Eyebrow Tint…so keep reading! 👇🏼

I purchased the shade 02 Natural Brown. It looks somewhat like a lipgloss tube with a brush applicator, and the product is a gel that looks frighteningly black. For someone like me with blonde hair, it felt a little ominous. But, ya know…do it for the ‘Gram. You apply the product to clean eyebrows and let it sit for a minimum of two hours, but preferably overnight. When you’re ready to reveal your new brows, simply peel off the product and voila! This product won a 2017 Cosme award (think Allure beauty picks). I have thin, sparse eyebrows and I would loooove not having to spend time filling them in every morning.

I was surprised at how easy it was to apply. There are two eyebrow stencils tucked into the box, but they were both too thick for my natural brow shape. If you make any mistakes, you can swipe them away easily with a q-tip. When you first apply it, it looks very dark and ridiculous. I felt kind of like Groucho Marx, which then made me really antsy about committing, but the tint only lasts up to a week, so it’s not nearly as much of a commitment as microblading. I figured I could just cover my eyebrows with foundation and salvage them with a pencil if my little experiment went south.

I left the tint on for about three hours (I was impatient and nervous, what can I say!), and I was shocked 1. at how easy and painless it was to peel off, and 2. at how good it looks! My brows definitely look fuller and more defined, and I’m so excited about shaving time off my morning routine. It only took me 5-10 minutes to apply the tint, which should last for 3 to 5 days. A few sweeps of the Kate Tokyo brow powder I picked up today should be more than enough in the mornings now! 🙌🏼

If you’d like to try the 1 Day Tattoo Eyebrow Tint, it’s available on Amazon. Okinawa friends: you can find this at Tokyu Hands, Don Q, and some Matsumoto Kiyoshi drugstores for roughly ¥1200. The product comes in 5 shades: Light Brown, Natural Brown, Mocha Brown, Ash Brown, and Smoky Brown. If you have sparse brows like me or are just looking for an easy, low maintenance brow routine, I highly recommend trying this product out!


127 Days Down, 6 Days to Go!


I usually get super mega anxious the week before I go to visit Alex for several reasons:

1. Because OMG I get to see Alex!

2. Physics is wrong. Airplanes  fall out of the sky.

3. I think since I’ve built up so much anticipation for the trip, that I want everything to be perfect so I get a little cray cray trying to plan everything. (We’ve made some really awesome plans!)

I’ve got six days until I’m boarding an airplane to sunny(er) North Carolina and jumping into the arms of my super duper awesome cute amazeballs boyfriend! (He loves my affectionate eloquence) Elated doesn’t even begin to describe how I’m feeling right now. I can picture it now…grabbing my carry on at the gate, since the plane will be too small for everyone to keep their carry ons in the overhead bins, wandering like a lost puppy through the airport until I see his familiar smile, probably wearing Vans and khakis, and climbing into his car with the familiar scent of of a black Little Trees air freshener hanging from the rear view mirror. It’ll take me a few minutes to adjust to riding in his lowered car and I’ll feel a confusing mix of sheer happiness and awkwardness to finally be in his presence once again. He’ll grab my hand and rest it on the shift knob of his car, and cool, nighttime air will flush my face through the open passenger window. He’ll ask me about my flight and kiss me on the cheek. I’ll tell him to keep his eyes on the road and probably complain about being hungry. We’ll probably eat at Cook Out, and I’ll get a corn dog and Cheerwine, and he’ll get a barbecue chicken sandwich. He’ll turn down the music as we go through the gate into base housing, and complain about the roads. We’ll park in front of our friends’ house, grab my things, bring them upstairs, and collapse. And I will feel right at home sleeping next to him, even though I’ll be exactly 1,082 miles away from my own little bed.

I’ve cried a lot of tears over the distance, the conflicting schedules, the uncertainty, the missed anniversaries and holidays, but the time we spend together always washes away those frustrations. I’m ready for those frustrations to be washed away once again, even if it’s only for 9 days. See you soon, A. ✈❤

“What kind of relationship could you have?”


A lot of people don’t understand long distance relationships. Why would someone ever choose to be in a relationship with someone they rarely get to see? Why spend hundreds of dollars on plane tickets when you could just find somebody else nearby? How do they do it? Why do they do it?

What I think a lot of people don’t realize is that they’re asking me how I love someone. I don’t do anything other than faithfully remain in a relationship with someone I love. There are a lot more challenges in this type of relationship than typical relationships, and I do recognize that. It’s almost impossible to plan things around the Marine Corps, and it does get old having FaceTime as the only face-to-face communication for months at a time. It gets expensive buying plane tickets and sending care packages. But if I were to divide that out by the number of dinner dates the average couple gets to go on, it’s probably not much different. If I got to see, talk to, hug, and kiss Alex every day, I would cherish every second of it. I would. But I don’t get to do those things, so I try to cherish every second we’re apart, because I really have no other choice. Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I get angry. There is no making up for missed anniversaries, missed holidays, and missed 3am runs to Walmart. But this is only temporary, and I genuinely believe that being divided by distance has brought us closer together as a couple.

If I wasn’t absolutely positive that Alex is the man I’m going to marry, the person that knows every part of my soul – the good, the not-so-good, and the downright ugly, the person that will forgive me when I don’t deserve it, the person that will hang on, even when the water gets rough, I would not put myself through the heartache. But as I’m reminded too frequently, every cliche about life being too short is true. I have one life to live, it could end at any time, and I don’t want to wake up one day feeling regretful and alone.

People will talk about and judge literally anything in the world. I don’t expect everyone to understand my relationship, my feelings, and how I could possibly love someone that I saw for a total of 40 out of 365 days last year alone. But when someone asks me, “What kind of relationship could you have?” my feelings do get hurt. I don’t need anyone’s validation to feel secure in my relationship. But it does occasionally bruise me when someone suggests that I can’t have a healthy, happy, intimate relationship simply because I can’t be there in person 24/7. I write letters. I send texts. I spend hours on the phone. I FaceTime. I fly to North Carolina when I can. I have a relationship that is strong because we have vowed to face our problems as a team. I have a relationship that is unbroken because we have promised to be loyal and honest. I have a relationship that is fulfilling because we give and receive love equally. I have a relationship that is healthy because we make the most of the communication when we can. I have a relationship that is fun because we’re best friends. I have a relationship that is merciful because we forgive each other. Quite frankly, I have a relationship that rocks. Is it perfect? No. Do I really care that it isn’t perfect? No. Because I’m pretty sure that only exists in Nicholas Sparks books and D-list romance movies.

So really, the point is, I can have a relationship just like everybody else. And I can be happy, and loved, and fulfilled, and thankful no matter the circumstances.

“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.” – Helen Keller