Yes ok.
So I jumped on the train... just to get the kit, but if I can help others use chemical free products on the largest organ in/on their body then so be it.
I'm not a frilly, prissy girl by any means, but I do love putting on making.
Makes me feel good, and hopefully look good.
But this is the kicker as to why I chose to buy Limelight by Alcone.
The company who makes this chemical free make-up line is the same who makes MAC.
This came straight off the website.
"Incredible makeup and skin care for everyone…
At LimeLight, we empower people to achieve their goals and dreams and to inspire others to do the same. Our family-owned company was founded in 1952 to provide professional makeup to the stage and film industry. Now we are expanding our reach to help women everywhere look their best every day with our all natural skincare line and personalized makeup palettes.
Be Amazing Every Day with LimeLight!
Michele Gay & Madison Mallardi
Co-Founders | Aunt & Niece"
This company was even approached by the Blue Man Group for their unique blue-ness.
They also were approached by broadway production of The Lion King to provide all the make-up for the cast members.
It wasn't until 2015 that they expanded into Limelight- the multilevel marketing company.
Yes this is new.
But yes the products are chemical free and so smooth and creamy on your skin.
The foundation is heavily pigmented so it doesn't require so much to apply, wax-based, and did I mention chemical free?
They have a sweet smell to them too.
No there's not a minimum order to participate and be a beauty guide.
No you aren't required to buy or sell so muich.
If you have a question ask me, but in the mean while I'll be waiting on my kit to come in with all these cool products to play with and give makeovers.
www.limelightbyalcone.com/hannahhurley
Get you some. Your skin will thank you!
Limelight by Alcone- Hannah Hurley
Tuesday, January 24, 2017
Election Results & Other News
There was an election last night....
BUT....
TODAY....
It's my Poppa's birthday.
That's a little more important to me in all honesty seeing as it's a BIG ONE.
My Poppa is the big 8-0.
If you know me, you know that my grandparents are a big part of my life and my Piper's.
So I'm going to tell some stories... Ready go!
When I was little (only child little), my mom and dad decided to graciously have another child...
Along came Hayden, and my Gege came and picked me up to go see him at the hospital...
Long story short on that, I didn't go home for a month. I stayed with them. I didn't want to go home. From there sprouted my weekly Walmart trip with my Poppa and going to work with him at Therral's.
Every Saturday morning we would go Walmart or K-Mart and I got to spend $10 on whatever I wanted, but only after we went to the Post Office, took the mail and did some work at the office, and had breakfast whether it be his "famous flying flapjacks" or Spudnuts or my Gege's scrambled eggs with ketchup and toast.
That's right, I eat ketchup on my eggs and so does Piper.
To make a super long saga story short...
This man is my rock. He is my hero. He is amazing. He is my advisor. He is my Poppa. He is my Piper's Poppa. He is Poppa to many.
BUT....
TODAY....
It's my Poppa's birthday.
That's a little more important to me in all honesty seeing as it's a BIG ONE.
My Poppa is the big 8-0.
If you know me, you know that my grandparents are a big part of my life and my Piper's.
So I'm going to tell some stories... Ready go!
When I was little (only child little), my mom and dad decided to graciously have another child...
Along came Hayden, and my Gege came and picked me up to go see him at the hospital...
Long story short on that, I didn't go home for a month. I stayed with them. I didn't want to go home. From there sprouted my weekly Walmart trip with my Poppa and going to work with him at Therral's.
Every Saturday morning we would go Walmart or K-Mart and I got to spend $10 on whatever I wanted, but only after we went to the Post Office, took the mail and did some work at the office, and had breakfast whether it be his "famous flying flapjacks" or Spudnuts or my Gege's scrambled eggs with ketchup and toast.
That's right, I eat ketchup on my eggs and so does Piper.
To make a super long saga story short...
This man is my rock. He is my hero. He is amazing. He is my advisor. He is my Poppa. He is my Piper's Poppa. He is Poppa to many.
Our Side of the Fence
https://lifeonthissideofthefence.wordpress.com/2016/11/10/far-from-uneducated/
The article above popped up on my facebook newsfeed.
Being a farmer's wife...yes I said it....
My heart melted reading it.
It's true. Sorry folks, but it is.
So I'm going to expand on it.
I do not have a degree in anything agriculturally related nor have I ever thought that I would have anything to ever do with agriculture besides eat beef, chicken, and veggies.
Then I married a farmer.
I dated and married someone who ran chicken houses, grew watermelons, bales hay, and still runs cows.
He drives tractors, pulls calves when necessary, medicates cows, knows how to grow a variety of plants, and is ultimately a jack of all trades.
On top of that, he is a chemical operator at a bromine plant, and has a 4 year ag-business degree.
He is a vet, farmer, operator, chemist, botanist, mechanic, and maid all in one.
Now tell me that he is of the "uneducated" breed.
Tell me this breed is the one who went to the polls blindly and just went with the first person on the ballot.
Tell me this breed is "alive and well." Tell me the "good ole' boys" are thriving.
Tell me that and you're a liar...
The men and women of the rural areas that put food on our tables were tired of the markets dropping, tired of their profit that (I personally know and have seen) they work 14 hour days for (sometimes more) being taken in taxes by the government, and tired of being low man on the totem pole so to speak.
It was time for their voice to be heard because they needed a change. They showed up.
Some may not like it, but do you want grass fed beef, organic eggs, and such to put in your nice 31 cubic foot fridge?
That's all I have to say about that.
The article above popped up on my facebook newsfeed.
Being a farmer's wife...yes I said it....
My heart melted reading it.
It's true. Sorry folks, but it is.
So I'm going to expand on it.
I do not have a degree in anything agriculturally related nor have I ever thought that I would have anything to ever do with agriculture besides eat beef, chicken, and veggies.
Then I married a farmer.
I dated and married someone who ran chicken houses, grew watermelons, bales hay, and still runs cows.
He drives tractors, pulls calves when necessary, medicates cows, knows how to grow a variety of plants, and is ultimately a jack of all trades.
On top of that, he is a chemical operator at a bromine plant, and has a 4 year ag-business degree.
He is a vet, farmer, operator, chemist, botanist, mechanic, and maid all in one.
Now tell me that he is of the "uneducated" breed.
Tell me this breed is the one who went to the polls blindly and just went with the first person on the ballot.
Tell me this breed is "alive and well." Tell me the "good ole' boys" are thriving.
Tell me that and you're a liar...
The men and women of the rural areas that put food on our tables were tired of the markets dropping, tired of their profit that (I personally know and have seen) they work 14 hour days for (sometimes more) being taken in taxes by the government, and tired of being low man on the totem pole so to speak.
It was time for their voice to be heard because they needed a change. They showed up.
Some may not like it, but do you want grass fed beef, organic eggs, and such to put in your nice 31 cubic foot fridge?
That's all I have to say about that.
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