Updated 03/05/2011 & 03/06/2011
This is strictly my own personal opinion about the matter. All material uncovered was done through a public google internet search with a few different keyword entries.
Orglamix: Due to information uncovered and revealed about this company, I cannot in good conscience or good faith recommend or support this reportedly handmade, organic small business. If information had been disclosed prior to discovery by the shop owner herself, I would have no problem with continuing to purchase. Regretfully, the scope of the lie and how many different people it could have potentially affected and hurt leaves me no other choice than to say this is not an honest company to do business with.
For information as to why, you can read more below:
The Eyes Have It All / Snarky Princess : This Way, That Way… Which Way? What’s Going On With Orglamix?
The Eyes Have It All / Snarky Princess : A Long Tale Of Orglamix Organic Ending With Unexpected Big Bang
The Eyes Have It All / Snarky Princess : The Last I’ll Say On The Matter Of Orglamix
Or click here for more links and topics. The information can be found just below the introduction paragraph on the page.
I’m terrified of clowns. As in, I see one, and a full blown panic attack starts to well up inside me…. And if it gets real bad, or I’m surprised by one “friendly” one even- I’ll faint. It’s not fun. This terror stems from one of my Uncles actually listening to me as a 6 year old when I said I wanted to watch “a scary movie!!”. I didn’t think he’d take it so seriously…. Since my idea was along the lines of Snow White or Sleeping Beauty. You know- because The Evil Queen and Maleficent are two scary women!
What does my Uncle do? He makes us some popcorn. Snuggles me into a blanket on the couch, and pops in “Stephen King’s: The It”. I will never, ever, ever get over that terror. Sheesh… Writing this is giving me the chills. Seems strange that I dressed up as a full blown clown for a High School drama production though…. I couldn’t see anything but my red nose on my face. And I did my best to ignore my cast-mates so I wouldn’t s**t my pants. It was a Dr. Seuss production- why were dressed as clowns, I have no clue.
There is one type I can handle. Well, two technically. Is a mime a clown? Well, I digress. Harlequin clowns are pretty- and remind me more of jesters than my nightmare red-nosed, white face painted and freaky terrors. Harlequins are silly- funny, musical, and generally there for a laugh. This look- I had immense fun creating. Something dark and gothic for Halloween, but also a hint of playful in there.