Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Anniversary 2016

Sneakers Mean You're Comfortable

When I first moved to Seattle in two thousand and...oh now wait when did I move here?  2012?  Well that's not really important.  When I first moved in with my bestie, Rebecca, who also moved here from the East Coast,  I had sugar plum dancing daydreams of joy with birds chirping and Pegasus horses rearing on a sunsetting hill as to what my life was about to be like.  This is going to be perfect.  I will find the perfect job, I will find the funnest group of friends, I will dress super-thrifty cool-like even more then I already did.  We would meet guys but would mainly stay single so we could have the freedom to take over the town like wildcats.  Is that too much to ask?

I showed her some stand-up on Netflix of my latest favorite comedian (Demetri Martin) one night when we were having a "chill girls night in" and we agreed we would go see him when he came to the city for his next show so we could both laugh like school girls at his cuteness.  Two weeks into living in our new digs, one night my native to Seattle step-sis took us newbies out on The Hill to an after hours dance club and there he was...Demetri Martin.  Dancing to the music all sweaty and cute-like.  Rebecca honed in on him like a tractor beam and it was all over.  Poof! There goes one of the perfect sections of my perfect bubble.  Friend is out.  He wasn't actually Demetri, he was his doppelganger...a Seattle version of the comedian in the form of a normal dude.  She spent the final two years we lived together thereafter locked in her room with him.  I ended up just going out every night solo and never met that group of chicks who were the ride or die no bullshit type of friends but did develop quite a tolerance to liquor.

I met my guy though.  I actually met him two months into moving to Seattle.  He's stylish, tattooed, had a great job, and loved to go out and eat fancy dinners and go on adventure dates.  Score! I loved his taste in clothes and he even took me to Barney's once so he could buy a new pair of jeans.  I was hooked on this lavish dream-life I had never experienced with a boyfriend before.  Pegasus was flying high! 

Fast forward a couple of years...actually I think it was the moment I moved in with him.  If you could exaggerate with me this image; he's shedding his cowl neck J. Crew sweater like a snake to reveal a wrinkled t-shirt underneath and suddenly he karate kicks off his nice shoes we picked out at Nordstrom together on one of our magical dates to reveal a pair of ugly sneakers somehow ballooning into place over his feet. Now take his perfectly sculpted combed over hair and blast it with a leaf blower and top it off with a baseball cap representing either golf or the Bay Area sports teams.  You have now pictured what a comfortable relationship has done to my "Fancy Pants" boyfriend.  Don't get me wrong, I have been gaining weight in what I like to call "Fappy" (Fat & Happy) so I haven't really held up my end either, quite literally.  All the fancy dinners and martinis caught up with me and I have done nothing about it as of late.  Shit, I need to though!  Tomorrow, I start tomorrow.  

I actually don't mind the relaxed California dude look anyway and at this point we go out less or when we do it's rarely anywhere fancy.   Usually grabbing some Mexican food and a beer.  Nothing that deserves a leg shave OR a face shave.  

So my perfect dream bubble didn't really pan out as I thought and you know what, that's OK. My Pegasus has morphed into more like, say, a cute down to Earth donkey and my sugar plums still dance in my daydreams but it's for different reasons like the smell of Fall around the corner and decorating our home or thinking of my blog and Youtube channel taking off and earning income so I can take this puppy up a notch.  

Rebecca and her Demetri have been together for five years and counting.  Lyle and I are just a couple of months behind.  I have spent too much energy (and a couple of fights) over the years trying to get Lyle to not wear those damn sneakers.  He came home a week ago with these brand new bright orange monstrosities and I officially surrendered.  "Babe, those are the ugliest damn sneakers I have ever seen."  He retorts, "I think their cool!  And besides, ugly sneakers are cheap and nobody wants them so more for me!"  Sigh.  You win.  

We live up north of the city so we decided to stay at Lyle's sister's house on Alki so we could take the water-taxi to downtown and spend our anniversary reliving the first four years of our relationship.

We walked from the docks all the way up through Belltown, stopped at my old job and stomping grounds (Shorty's) then wrapped around, back down to the water taxi for its final lap of the day at 10:30pm.  The moon literally hung above the city as we pulled away almost as if it was a fake movie set.  I could have fallen asleep on his shoulder just listening to the boat cutting over the water.

Oliver's, our favorite spot for cocktails and people watching in the heart of the city

He took me to Tiffany's.  My first ever trip into the downtown location to buy and not just ogle in admiration

We went to our favorite restaurant "Purple Wine Bar" where we always have to split the Creme Brulee' and stuffed dates

Stopped by the Belltown Popsicle sculpture across from where I used to live our first year together and took a little updated picture

We ended up doing a lot of walking that day... I'm sure he was
glad he was wearing comfortable shoes.

Love To All
X's & O's


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Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Latest Beauty Craze!

People are loving it...

OK Ok ok so it hasn't become a craze yet but I can see this little "Beauty Game" idea I came up with, really taking off!  The idea was born when I was watching other videos where boyfriends so kindly offer to be a part of (or get suckered into) a beauty vlogger's video.  I saw so many with the same tag title like "Boyfriend Does My Makeup", "Beanboozle Challenge", "Girlfriend Does Boyfriend's Makeup", or even "Read My Lips" or whatever it's called when you blast music into your own ears and try to read the other person's lips (actually quite funny, we should do that one).  I would love to do those challenges one day as well but where does that get me if I don't try to stand out with something original?  For months I have been mulling over ideas on what to do in my boyfriend involved Youtube vid.  I kept warning Lyle, "Ok Babe!  I am getting close to figuring out a video we could do!"  He's all, "Uhhh, mmhmm..." I don't recall he was jumping for joy per-say...but he was willing and HOT-dog that's all a girl needs to hit the ground running with it.  

So I came up with "THIS or THAT".  I didn't shoot for a specific number of questions and I think I ended up with a random 17 with one wasted due to my error (halfway in the video you can see it because I left it in for laughs).  You would think I would have tried to round it off to 20 but no. Seanna stops when Seanna stops...I don't even understand it myself.  
The game is basically two things that sound like a beauty item.  One is real and the other is random and he has to guess which is the real one.  

If you lean in I will share a little secret {Looks to left, looks to right} we attempted to do the "boyfriend does my makeup" challenge...but we got drunk and started making out...haha, true story!  It's moments like that, that makes us both wake up and ask each other if sobriety is around the corner yet.  Sidenote: we both plan on becoming fully sober and it's getting close to that day, it may even be right now!  I had to delete the footage because we didn't complete the video and I also didn't turn the camera off, oops, so it basically turned into a soft porno...double oops.  DELETE!
The evidence is gone but the memory remains that Lyle got almost completely through doing my makeup and I seriously doubt he wants to do a re-take.  Well, I dunnnnno, sometimes all I have to do is puppy-dog-eyes him and he gives in.  I said sometimes!

So go watch the video and comment your score if you decide to play along.  Essentially, all you would do is pause right after I ask each question and write down your answer and count up your score!  How well do you know beauty? Enjoy and please Subscribe to my channel!

All the love to you,

X's & O's

Thursday, August 18, 2016

My PMS is Next Level

Maybe she was born with it, maybe it's Maybul...shit.  So genetics chose to give me a vagina and now I have to deal with the roll of the dice.  I can look forward to crying and my world ending every month, awesome! No matter how much I warn myself, Seanna, "it is going to suck next month, you will be mean to Lyle, you will want to fix your whole life in one day, just know you are under the influence of a hormonal intruder and ignore those feelings as best as you can".  But, my mind has tricked me into thinking it is all legit important and detrimental to my life at that very moment every single month.  Never changes, I fall for it every time.

Today, my world had come crashing down on me when I realized that a work from home transcript didn't accept my test submission.  I honestly thought it was a "test" to assess if you are a good enough candidate for further training on how their formats prefer to be transcribed.  Upon receiving the rejection I now realize it was an actual assessment to see if you are able to start immediately.  Oops. This rejection triggered a shit spiral of self loathing that turned into a cry fest and Lyle of course was caught in the cross-fire.  He wasn't "consoley" enough.  He actually didn't do anything but hum Game Of Thrones so loud that his ignoring the severity of my life threatening situation being taken so lightly made him an "insensitive asshole".  We almost started to argue but luckily, I was so worn out from crying and he was good enough to just not say anything further, that we dodged that bullet.

He kindly offered to go to the store a get me some wine to help calm my nerves.  It worked, within minutes we started laughing and planning this upcoming weekends' festivities which is our 5 year anniversary and he showed me an Instagram profile for a gal he has been following that makes engagement rings.  I got to tell him what I like and didn't like and we agreed on everything so, my world was no longer being sucked into a black hole and was suddenly open again with fantasies of our future together.

Monster in the back of my head, "But he better unload the dishwasher so I can start making dinner".

Ooh hormones, you really know how to spoil a good time, you bitch.


Monday, August 15, 2016

Beauty Blogger Beginnings


I am Seanna Miriah, a pinup girl and makeup artist, and most of all an obsessive dreamer of becoming a full time vlogger blogger.  I make beauty and lifestyle videos that I put together myself, including all of the editing and equipment, then they are posted to Youtube anywhere from one to three times a week.  I bartended and do makeup to get by but I stay up at night praying to the Gods, the aliens, the baby Jesus, and the Universe that somehow I will, one day, be able to open new doors to new amazing opportunities in the world of blogging.  I still have a bunch of equipment to get in order to improve the quality of the vids but I am satisfied that I am able to share helpful beauty tips and occasional silly personal vlogs showing a glimpse into my weekly life with quality entertainment and all coming from a loving place and with the kindest intentions.  I grew up watching Anne of Green Gables and Pollyanna with my mom so don't be shocked that a "goody two shoes" with so many tattoos exists.  I can break the stereotype of whatever it is people think heavily tattooed people are "like".  

This is the landing spot for everything I do.  A place to visit and sit a spell, maybe binge watch some videos and eat some popcorn, interact with me, share stories, and general good times!

Hope you enjoy what I have coming and revisit often!

X's & O's 
Seanna Miriah


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