Meg here! I just wanted you all to see my powder room. I love languishing in my deep soak tub as I eat grapes and sip champagne by my roaring fire. Sexy music is usually playing as I stare out the windows of my slice of Heaven. I have a great, big cashmere blend robe waiting for me and my towels are imported from Turkey. Jacques is just a bell ring away. He's so amazing at scrubbing my lower middle back.Every bath time should be an experience so I just wanted to let you not only know, experience and really see mine. It's fabulous...And then the alarm goes off and I wake up. It was all a dream!? What?! Nooo!

Cue Dolly Parton

"Tumble outta bed 

And stumble to the kitchen 
Pour myself a cup of ambition 
Yawnin' and stretchin' and try to come to life 

Jump in the shower 
And the blood starts pumpin' 
Out on the streets 
The traffic starts jumpin' 
With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5"

Sorry if now that song is stuck in your head for the rest of the day. I love me some Dolly. But, 9-5? She's a little lazy. I've been working all day and now I'm blogging at 10:30 pm. Jacques!?!?

I love my shower time. My shower, while not a strung up hose, is not much better. I live in an older house and once the water is hot and steamy I hop in. I get a good 2 minutes before I'm cursing NICK! LISA!! SHUT OFF THE SINK!! (the kitchen sink.)

To where I get the reply "Oh, sorry! Didn't know you were in there!!"

After 30 seconds water pressure resumes and I'm not left shivering in my 1930's shower. Jesus, if I took this shower on Antiques Roadshow I'd probably be a millionaire.

So no, my powerball ticket has yet to give me the bathroom pictured above. But once that damn lottery pays off, it's on my top ten of purchases.

I'm going to take lemons and make lemonaide! Or make Thymes NAIA. It is a floral/citrus fabulous lemon/flower invigorating scent. I love Thymes. I have yet to be let down on any of their products. When I grab my loofah sponge and pour this on, if I shut my eyes for a minute , while it deliciously lathers and suds up-I am transported.

It makes my limbs not only sudsy but silky and even though my tile has probably had Mary Pickford as a guest at some point. I feel luxurious and new.

The clear bottle packaging looks very lush and the scent? Well, this baby gets 5 out of 5 stars from independant reviewers and this sums it up "Think of a cool morning in a lush garden after a rainfall and the sun is just starting to kiss the flowers and evaporate the moisture into the air with all the crisp and delicate aromas...this is what this product conjures up in my mind. What a glorious way to start the day or wash away all the stress at night! LOVE IT!!!!"

Don't  take my word for it (but your here, so might as well.) It's a really great gift for under $20 for anyone that has a shower. Even if the plumbing is from the 19th Century.

While it will make your wet body and your entire powder room smell fantastic. I did the test. I asked Nick  to smell my arm after I had dried off, put my PJ's on and 45 minutes went by. "You smell clean but I can't smell anything else." It will not compete with your perfume. If you want it to? You can go "all Naia" Thymes has the complete set!

From bath salts to soap bars to cologne to even a home fragrance, you can become a true Naia Girl! I just might. I'd rather my house smell like Naia than "dog pee." Yup, I just rescued another one! His name is "Chopper" pics soon!

Meg here, my head is spinning after the last conversation I had so I'm going to start with this product and end on a question. Feel free to just read the product description. I realize my soap box is on a continued melt.

Aero Minerale Hydrating Mineral Shimmer makes me happy. There, I said it. Wait? That's not enough to get you to plunk down your hard earned cabbage? Let me explain. I love that after a few vigorous shakes I can spray an even, grown up, sexy contour to my legs, arms and cleave and leave a wonderful shimmer. It's not a teenage glitter. It's the perfect compliment to an exposed limb. It brings out a tan, it creates a glow, it highlights a strong point. It looks amaze on film. It's under $15. It makes you look like a modern day sexy goddess yet spraying it makes you feel like a princess.

Speaking of princesses, did you know April 22nd kicks off the official National Princess Week? No, you didn't know that? Well Google it because it is (here and kind of queer) but here none the less.

Me? I'm all for it. I can't say this on my personal facebook because A. I live in Hollywood and B. Know people with the film, but can we take a second and discuss how a movie called "Think Like A Man" is NUMBER 1. 

Steve Harvey wrote this book and for all of you that ran out to buy it...Why? Beause he leads by example? Oh right, he's happily married for years...To wife #3. One wife made Youtubes about all his mistresses and how being married to him "was Hell." Let's make that a bestseller.

Can I put on the record that I'm not a man-hater. I'm woman-hating these ridiculous man-obsessed fools looking for direction to the point where they actually buy this shit and perpetrate an ideal that "thinking like a man" is where we're going to learn something.

As many of you know (I treat Megsmakeup.com like a Dear Abby column.) I'm single. I'm smart. I'm attractive, on the second Monday of every other month, I have my shit together. I'm funny. I'm also extremely humble.

Maybe this is a detriment? Perhaps, I should not work on being a better "me." Perhaps, I should not know when Princess Week is. Perhaps, I should shun my pink, girlie mist that makes me feel feminine.  Obviously, I'm doing it all wrong. I should be spraying Chanel Egoiste on my stems. What's better than thinking like a man than smelling like one? It's a man scent. You know there's got to be "ego" in the title. I challenge any perfume house to bottle and sell the sweet scent called "self esteem."

I have wonderful, fabulous guy friends. I don't "do it" for them. They don't "do it" for me. Here's the truth. You're giving it up too easy. You know what "up" is. I know there's different men for different occassions. I play that game too. There are some guys that wont marry the cow when they're getting the milk for free. Just know that. I also know on a quiet Friday night, there are some pigs that will give me the pork without me having to eat ham for the rest of my life. So, in all things, there's a trade-off.

I'm very lucky. I got married and divorced (but after a decade, so I sort of know what I'm talking about.) I know the grass is no greener. My issue? Why isn't the movie called "Think Like A WOMAN." Take that to NUMBER 1. Here's the top reasons why...

1. We live longer. You tell me that you're going to learn all this useless bullshit and he's just going to die? Take up bridge. It's more handy. Among the world's population 85% of women over 100 years old are women.

2. We're Better Bosses. Women are better at listening, better at "connecting" and better at inspiring people to create change. So, can we please direct this towards World Peace (which we can solve) instead of being caught in the "toilet seat" argument.

3. I Could write "We Invest Better" which we do, but how about "We Foster Life?" I mean, that's a strong point. That whole "future of humanity angle."

I could write 10 pages on this, but I will not. I want you all to just think for a second on what this movie, "Think Like A Man" says about our female desperation. It's 2012, maybe the Mayans had it right.

Back to the review, I may "Think Like A Woman" and I'm never changing that. At the end of the day, I'm not conforming to anyone else's brain and neither should you.

Meg here! Yes, yes we know "stay out of the sun!" Got it! That doesn't mean I'm giving you a pass to show up to your evening cocktails poolside looking like an albino. I'm not. I'm giving you an easy peasy way to mimic a golden sun kissed tan without putting yourself at wrinkle risk.

Aero Minerale's Hydrating Mineral Bronzer in Malibu gives you an even, natural spray tan that is not only simple to apply but brings instant results. That's one of the genius attributes of this product. There's no messy creams that go on clear and leave you wondering about the results after they dry. We all know what a P.I.A. it is to do damage control the day after a bad self tan application. Painstakingly trying to fill in streaks is just not fun and it rarely turns out the way that you want it to.

I love that with "Malibu" I see instant results. There's no guess work. TIP-For Best Results Really Really Shake That Thang-(the can) but if you want to shake your thing as well by all means!) I was wearing Go With The Flow and I needed a little color. I threw on my little towel with straps (do you all have one of those? They look like this. I was easily able to spray my legs and arms and decolletage. I wanted to get my back though so a little Megsroomie action was needed. It took her 30 seconds. I was left with a great "tan" without any guesswork, dried in less than a minute and I was out the door with a healthy glow.

You can get several leg, arm, back, decolletage shots out of this perfect pink can and it's $14.99. Not bad. Downright fabulous when I factor in that my one spray tan used to cost me $35.00. I also like that I can shake and spray on my sponge if I want to add to precise areas, it makes it fool proof.

Meg here! I love meeting the creators of fabulous lines. Meeting Rosie from Rosie Jane Cosmetics was no exception. Usually, before I meet someone for the first time I use "the google" to see what they look like. Rosie and I were meeting for a morning coffee and I was in a mad dash to be on time. I called Rosie's publicist to ask what she looked like. Her lovely publicist said "She's your age, she has red hair. I'll email you a link with her pic." As luck would have it, it must have been "redhead day" at Urth Cafe. I swear, every woman in there was a shade of ginger, my phone was starting to die and I was table hopping "Rosie?!"

Soon after, I spotted an adorable redhead carrying a "Leila Lou" bag. Something told me I had found my lady! I know, I'm a regular Columbo.

The only other Rosie Jane product I was familiar with was her amazing cheek tints, we reviewed them here quite a while back. That was her lines staple, Rosie has a background as a top Hollywood makeup artist, and that little cheek tint was being scooped up left and right. "I didn't want to make any other products I wasn't passionate about, it took a little bit but I got together with my girlfriend who is a fragrance expert and we got to work." Rosie continued "We came up with the Leila Lou fragrance and I just started wearing it personally. I was always being asked what scent I had on. From my makeup clients to waiter's at restaurants, everyone wanted to know where they could get what I had on."

Rosie knew she (literally) had a winner on her hands. "The first fragrance launch from Rosie Jane Cosmetics, this perfume oil is dripping with innocence and freshness. Truly irresistible, Leila Lou is made with 100% essential oils.

With top notes of nectarine & fresh cut grass, heart notes of pear blossom & jasmine and base notes of vanilla and cotton musk this scent will embrace and seduce you as an original and refreshing signature scent."

I completely enjoyed my time with Rosie, she's interesting, has fabulous style and a wonderful laugh. I knew that even if her creation was only a hint of her personality, I was going to love it. I couldn't wait to try it!

Meg here! It's funny how we think we know things. I was so off the mark with this one! I was consulting for a shampoo company and they wanted to know what I thought their new shampoo and conditioner line should smell like. I personalized it and thought about scents that I find pleasing. My initial thoughts were jasmine, freesia, gardenia, pretty much any white blossom. Was I wrong? Yes, I was SO WRONG! Scent is pretty much the most personal thing ever, I was lucky I didn't turn in my floral favorites. I would have ended up alienating a huge part of the market.

How did I save the situation before it became a grave mistake? I asked the smartest consumers around! I asked you! Yes, the Megheads solved that dilemma (as you do with most of them.)

I asked 6 months back "What do you want to smell like in your shower?" (Marketing exec's play close attention here, I did the homework for you.) The overwhelming answer? VACATION! The second runner-up? Subtle and clean.
I would like to introduce shower products that deliver both of those results. Famed make-up artist Dmitri Jame's Skinn line has come out with an "Island Breeze Set." We were sent the Island Breeze Body Wash to test out!

The answers that you ladies provided me with were a bit more in depth than "Vacation" although that is the overall feeling you're looking to convey! The actual notes that have you all transported? Coconut and "the smell of suntan lotion."

The description for Island Breeze body wash "This gentle, detergent-free body wash will pamper your skin with a blend of tropical moisturizers, emollients and fruit extracts including Coconut Milk and Tahitian Noni. This luscious formula will gently cleanse and condition, leaving skin feeling magnificently soft and craving your next shower." Sounds up the alley of what a lot of you are looking for.

I pinked the pink bottle because we have pink accents in our bathroom. Don't act like you never pick packaged products that match your powder room decor because I won't believe you! There are a few pink tiles and my shower is a pale pink so yeah, I'm going with the pink body wash.

The wash suds up nicely, not big over-the-top suds but it more lathers. The pump bottle size is generous and while the scent is there and definitely lingers, it's not all overpowering. Your skin feels baby soft after your shower and we've had (me and the roomies) the bottle for quite a while.

Kristenosborne88 came home for her lunch break today while I was writing this post. I asked her if she had anything she wanted to contribute. She did. "I always use that wash, Ethan told me that it makes me smell like spring. He likes it." So there you go! Apparently, smelling like vacation is pleasing to both sexes.

Meg here! I'm very fortunate (depending who they are, some times unfortunate) in being able to meet and interview celebrities. When Roxy and I were invited to attend a Keith Urban concert and then meet and speak with Keith Urban I of course, said "yes!" Then I had to learn about Keith Urban. I knew who he was, I just didn't know all that much about him. I knew he was a Grammy Award winning country singer and that he is married to Nicole Kidman, that's really it...

"Oh, you know his music!" My friend Lisa said in disbelief. "Take your cat and leave my sweater? Everyone knows that line." It did sound familiar and 45 minutes later I had come across a site that ranked "The Top 10 Keith Urban Songs." Armed with that list and my itunes and I was ready to go.

A few days of listening to my new play list and I was a fan! That was before I met him. Now that I've met him, I'm a super fan.

Yes, I am happy to report to all you die hard Keith Urban fan's. You can rest assured he's a very nice guy. That always makes me happy to know. I'm always disappointed when I've spent money on a concert or a movie and then meet the star. Only to realize "what a total jack ass."

Not only does he put on a fantastic concert, really great and he pulled his fans onstage to sing with him-who does that? He also has a fabulous sense of humor. Just to show that he enjoys a laugh, I've added a clip of the out takes of he and Ellen Degeneres had while making a commercial for his new, sexy fragrance-Phoenix.

There's really nothing sexier than being able to laugh at yourself so I'm sold. This fall, Urban has released his signature fragrance, Phoenix. No, it's not named for Arizona but because "I’ve always loved symbolism and mythology, the symbolism of the phoenix being something that succumbs to the challenges and burns in the fire, but then is resurrected from the ashes and rises up from the ashes even stronger than before. The ‘what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’ story of the phoenix is something else that I think fits really well with a man’s cologne." Said Urban.
Little inside info I got? He also didn't want a man to have to answer "that he was wearing Keith Urban."

The cologne is going to be available at mass retailers and starts at a reasonable $24.

When asked what were some of his favorite scents, Urban quoted to be drawn to “Fresh-cut grass, clothes drying in a dryer. I love wood-burning fireplaces. Jasmine, gardenia.” The cologne thus leans to more earthy tones, infused a variety of scents including black berries, cognac, dark chocolate, and gourmand amber.

After the concert, I was given a bottle of Phoenix. I didn't open it, it went straight into my suitcase bound for NYC. My guy isn't exactly a product junkie. I was curious if he would want to keep the bottle. "It's musky, it's good for a guy that doesn't want a perfumey type of fruity smell." He kept the bottle.

Meg here! I've found some wifi and I'm still in South America, Cusco to be exact.
It's really gorgeous. I love it here. I'm going to show pictures and tell you all about my Contiki Tour. I'm in the Cusco airport getting ready to fly to Iguazu Falls. Igazu Falls is 275 waterfalls that all coincide together. I added the links for you to check out. This has been awesome.

I'm very skinny, I'm like a spider. I have a this thin, spindly and long limbs. I have a round middle. I'm under-weight but still have a tummy pooch. It use to drive me crazy and it doesn't really anymore. I guess it helps that we're leaving swimsuit season. I'm lucky in the way that my pooch does disappear here and there. It loves to make appearances around my period or if I've over-indulged. I believe the correct medical term for this condition is "muffin top?" I also have come to accept it because if the alternative is eating well or working out then I'm just not willing to do that. I know...

However, I know a lot of you that do eat well and do work out (this is to my C-Section ladies) and their pooch never ever disappears. I would imagine this would be very annoying. I mean, there is always the option of just accepting it as a fact of life but if something really bother's you them why? If you can fix something that drives you crazy then my motto is to just fix it and move on.

There is a new pooch removal on the market! It's called Final Inches and women are loving the results. It's not just for women, if you know a man that has lost a bunch of weight but can't hide his man-boobs then sign him up! It's not right that us woman are the only ones that get to obsess!

Hello ladies! It's Jeanasina here and I'm up to no-good as usual!  Picture this...Me, a secluded room, a small wooden spoon, a drawstring bag made out of jute AND a mason jar, which is now...OPEN! You don't even have to look inside the jar, to know that something delightful is inside! The fragrance inside the jar comes wafting out at you...  Welcome to the Jeanasina I-Know-How-To-Have-Fun-With-Skin-Creams-Hour!

Right now ladies, as you read this, HONEYSUCKLE BLOOD ORANGE CUSTARD is pulsating through my skin!  Here's what's been happening...Just moments before you got here, I took myself into a private room in my home and I sat down on a chair. I pulled out a rough looking little burlap looking bag and set it on the table. I looked to the left and then to the right and made sure I was alone with my private stash. It was still just me and my Farmhouse Fresh acquirement.

I opened up my rough little bag and pulled out a small, perfect sized little wooden spoon. Then...with total anticipation, I pulled out the old fashioned jelly-looking jar. At that point I turned on the music. I had to create a mood. I played "Tip Toe Through the Tulips" by Tiny Tim, and "E.T." by Katy Perry ... at the same time!  The two songs complimented each other nicely.

I opened up the jar and THERE, waiting patiently, was THE body cream that is loved by vixens and goody-two-shoes alike! I took my delightful little spoon and I did a little stirring! I scooped up a small amount of Farmhouse Fresh Blood Orange Honeysuckle Custard! I scooped on my arm to start! There goes another dollop on my leg! Scoop! Scoop! Scoop!

Like a crazed fool, I randomly took small spoonfuls of Farmhouse Fresh's newest concoction and dolloped them everywhere I felt like it on my skin! Individual spoonfuls of creamy, dreamy, soft as fresh pudding, custard, head to toe! Then...oh then came the smoothing of it INTO my skin! How fun was that?  Melted right in! Every time you put the Honeysuckle custard onto the spoon you just REALLY want to bring that spoon right up to your lips and taste the stuff! It's almost like a DARE!

If this company were to advertise by making a cult horror movie clip, it would look like this... GIANT SIZED, FARM HOUSE FRESH, HONEYSUCKLE, BLOOD ORANGE CREAM CUSTARD FILLED JARS, would be terrorizing the local town's people yelling "EAT ME!" I'm just sayin' - the smells...they totally kill you with their authentic -you-know-you-want-to-taste-me, smells! They are mouth-watering!

Meg hair! Or should I say Meg less hair! After fearing a bikini wax for oh, 20 years and having conquered that fear (Remember Baby's First Bikini Wax?)I have decided to conquer all of my fears! Well, the ones that have to do with different methods of hair removal.

Waxing was easy enough and I absolutely loved not having to grab for a bikini shave for weeks. Why ever have to shave a bikini area again? Or how about, Why ever do I have to shave again anywhere? No. I'm not talking about embracing my armpits, I'm talking about forever eradicating hair anywhere! Sign me up! It's a good thing I'm not a drastic person. I want to be razor free forever! It's not an outlandish statement. We put a man on the moon, we can make a woman get rid of her Venus!

As with all big decisions, I took a very long time to make my mind up about this one. I thought about it on a Friday and booked my appointment for today at The Epione Center (I go there a lot and they're having a laser your pubes off sale.) I attached the offer if you're interested.

I needed to take a xanax for my nerves before my foray into the world of wax. I didn't have access to one before my laser appointment. Dr. Simon Ourian is someone that I will occasionally run into while I'm out having dinner. He's not a gyno. Although he is completely professional and named best cosmetic Los Angeles dermatologist over and over again, I would be going with nurse Jaime at Epione for this one. *Generally, there really should only be one person per dinner that's seen the goods.*

Dr. Ourian knows that I am a bit of a baby. I was upstairs at his practice when my phone rang.

Meg: Hi, listen I forgot a xanax. Do I need numbing creme or morphine or to be knocked out for this? Do you do general anesthesia?

Dr. Ourian: No. Even you will be fine with ice. You can just numb the area and you'll be fine.

Meg: O.K., I just put the ice packs in my jeans? That's fine. I'm the only one in here. Yes, thank-you. I'll just do ice.

I think I can hear Dr. Ourian roll his eyes over the phone but nonetheless, a second nurse arrives with the ice packets that I insert into my underwear. While I sit in a waiting room. I know. I have no shame. I'm nervous!

Meg here! Today we are going to be talking about boxing. Well, competition just in general. You all know the love affair I have with my bestie roomies? They put up with my daily insanity and the insanity that is my love life. I don't work in an office and I'm not really about to go pick up men in bars. I am at home writing and then in my evening's I am covering Red Carpet events. There is no time to talk up the cute guy in business development when you are the head of business development. There is also no time to talk up the cute VP, Pres. or Merger's guy. Guess what? I'm all those positions as well. The "hottie" in the office is my 65-year-old mailman that stops by once a day.

How do I find men to date? Well, much to the chagrin and amusement of my roomies I find them off television or out of magazine interviews. Is this stalkerish? I'm sure. But if you're off selling it and I'm watching it then I'm sort of the consumer so yes, if I like what I see there's a good chance we're having dinner. There are two types of people at a dinner. The quick and the hungry.  I'm not hungry much. I also live in a town where the people on make-believe are schlubbing it in their sweats at my deli or one phone call away from a mutual friend. That's what 15 years in Hollywood provides...TV order dates.

I had picked the last few dates off of TV and then I had a disaster of a romance with another also in the entertainment biz when my friend Jo offered up this advice, "I don't know. I think these entertainment guys just are not working out for you. I think we need to completely change type. Black rapper? NFL Player? Fireman? Carnival barker?" She had a point. I did always seems to be with those damn creatives. She continued "You should try someone completely different. We all know the definition of "insanity." (This is where I picture the definition of "insanity" and see my smiling face as the photo that describes the word.)

Fine. Different. No worries, I could do this. But first I needed to get in the shower for my date with the hot director (Damn! Did it again!)

Back and focused. The date was fine but I could see where it was going. It was going down this street I'd been down before. The crossroads of "Nowhere" and "Too Much Trouble." My GPS has this direction on auto-pilot.

I was with my roomie when I told her my new game plan. Then it happened. Just like that. There was an email inviting me to the launch of a man named Manny Pacquiao's fragrance event.  

Meg  Oh great. I just got invited to a man named Manny Pacquaio's fragrance event. He's some sort of boxer or something. I'm going to date him. He's different.

Kristen: Are you out of your mind? He's not some sort of boxer. He's a huge, big celebrity. Like world known. Huge Megan, huge.

Meg: Um. I read US Weekly like every week and I have never heard of him and he's not that huge. He looks about 5'6.

Kristen: You're crazy. He's one of the most famous athletes in the world. You're not dating him. You're never getting him over here. He has like 80 bodyguards. It's never going to happen! They wont let you near him!

I hate to be challenged. I hate to be doubted. I am used to being underestimated so I just shoot Kristen a "Really?" eyebrow raise. I'm nothing if not determined.

Kristen: If you get Manny Pacquiao in this living room I will shave my head!

Meg:That does nothing for me. If I get Manny Pacquiao in this living room, you will have Pacquiao shave your head so I can put it on YouTube and have the link go back to Megsmakeup.com. It will probably go viral and I could use the multi-million hits.

Kristen: Fine. It's on.

Was I obviously misguided about who Manny Pacquaio is? Yes. Of course I am. I'm a border-line life moron but I went to the event. I went to the launch of his new fragrance "MP8 Scent of The Champion" at Ron Robinson's Fred Segal. I went with every other Pacquaio fan that bore Pacquio's face on their T-Shirt that mobbed the entire parking lot. It was like waiting for a Beatle to arrive. There were ton's of fans and I realized "Ugh. Kristen maybe right on this one."

Much like Pacquaio, I'm always up for a good fight and while I was beginning to realize the living room visit was far out of reach...So was Kristen. She had left town for the weekend and I could still hatch some sort of plan.

"Even though it took a year to develop this fragrance from concept to launch, the effort was worth it. It is my hope that hardworking and determined men who wear MP8 will feel confident in their own skin and share that positive attitude with everyone else...diligence breeds confidence."-Manny Pacquaio.

"Dilligence breeds confidence?" I hear you all too loud Mr. Manny. Preaching to the choir. I would be dilligent in letting Kristen know I would get near him.