Want Your Child’s Artwork To Become Part Of Disney History?

We all love kids here at The Dose of Reality. We love our own children. We take care of them, and we do what we can for any child in need. It takes a village. We get it. Are you with me? Great, we have a mission for you!

My sister works at Children’s Hospital Los Angeles.

Their biggest fundraiser of the year takes place in a few weeks. They need our help. In conjunction with their upcoming gala they are hosting an art contest for children to help celebrate their honorees: The Walt Disney Company, Pau Gasol, and Heidi Klum.

I would like to ask those of you with children who are reading this to consider having your children enter this contest. I am including the link with all of the details as well as the examples of the drawings entered by Abby, Emma, and Lucy. You know, so you can get a glimpse at the competition awaiting your little artists! (See your kids have a great shot of winning!)

If your child’s art is chosen, it will officially be rendered on the award given to the hospital gala’s honorees. (No, seriously, really, in the halls of The Disney Company or The Lakers locker room or even Heidi Klum’s mantle.)

Our girls were very excited to participate since they knew they would helping other children, and they love doing art.

Abby believes strongly in leaving a lot to the viewer's own imagination

Emma thinks Snow White knows a Dwarf with dirty hands when she sees one

Lucy knows that Heidi Klum wants to help all the children

So, if you would like to help a cause that is near and dear to our hearts, and you are looking for something fun to do with your children this weekend, please consider entering this art contest. I have it on good authority that there really are not a lot of entries, so your child really does stand a good chance of winning (because, hello, you did see their “competition” above)!

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Click on the link above for all the contest details!

Open Letter To Jessica Simpson…Again

Dear Jessica,

Miss me? It has been a few months since I last wrote you, and I will say that I take full credit for sending you into labor with your baby girl. I mean sure, it might have been a coincidence that I posted my letter and then next thing you know the headlines screamed, “Jessica Finally Gives Birth”, but I like to think it was my letter.

Anyhow, enough about me, let’s talk about you.

I saw you on Katie the other day where you showed the picture of your totally adorable (her thighs are too much!) Maxwell sporting her yellow bikini. I immediately smiled and thought to myself, “Oh my goodness, that baby, her rolls, her squishy thighs….”. You get my point. I know a cute baby when I see one, and you, my friend (can I call you that yet? I like to think we are friends now) have one very cute baby!

Seriously, her thighs, oh my Gosh!

Imagine my shock when the interwebs blew up because you dared to put your baby in and then show a picture of her wearing a bikini. Ummm, what? Since when are babies relegated to wet suits and one piece bathing attire? Did I miss a memo?

I am here to tell you Jessica that I am with you on this one sister (okay, sister may be taking it too far. I’ll stick with friend). Turns out we have more in common than I might have originally thought.

See, I once put my baby in a bikini and dared to take a picture of it. Thankfully for me, I was unknown at that time, so no one took to Twitter to blast me for my attempt at soft child pornography or whatever other nonsense they are saying about your picture. In fact, if I remember correctly everyone I sent the picture to wrote back with laughter and smiles and references to fat baby thighs. And no, they were not in fact calling my baby fat, thus subjecting her to a lifetime of ridicule and therapy for her healthy dose of thighs. That is what they would have done with a picture of ME in a bikini! Ha, ha, ha, just jokes Jess, just jokes!

Because I am a big believer in women validating other women, I am taking to my blog once again to give you a confidence boost. You show off that baby all you want! Don’t feel an ounce of guilt or judgement because your sweet girl can rock a yellow bikini far better than any of the rest of us could ever hope to! In solidarity with you I am going full public display with my own daughter’s bikini past. I hope the world can take two cute babies in two piece bathing suits mere days apart. ;)

Bikinis and crotchet go together like well, babies and bikinis!

You can count on me, Jessica. I am here for you. Real moms protect each other. Real moms stand up for one another. Real moms belong to a club that haters on the internet just wish they could join.

Now go snuggle that baby of yours!

Love,

Ashley

 

The Stars Are Just Like Us

We’ve always suspected, but now we know for sure:

The Stars are just like us…

They love The Dose of Reality!

But did you know we’re also perfect for election season?

Oh, one last thing before you go…

My Dreams Of Hollywood Hair

It is no secret that I am wee bit obsessed with all things Hollywood related. When I find a show, a movie, an actress I love, I tend to go slightly overboard with my dedication to it. I pretty much go right to the edge of stalking and then scale it back a little.

This may have happened to me when I watched the show Felicity many years ago with my secret Hollywood girl crush, Keri Russell playing the starring role. See, y’all, as much as I loved her character, what I really loved was her hair. I mean, I would watch and curse the heavens that there had obviously been a very big mistake because surely I, too, was supposed to have beautiful, long locks of naturally curly goodness. Instead I had stick straight, limp, dull, lifeless hair. It was totally unfair. Y’all, curly hair even runs in my family, so it wasn’t as though I was wishing for something completely improbable like blue eyes or the metabolism of a hummingbird.

I began to plot how I could transform my hair from flat and straight to curly and beautiful. It is possible that I might have had these thoughts while recovering from having a baby. Felicity kept me company on many late nights of infant feeding, and nothing allows the brain to obsess more than middle of the night delirium. It seemed so obvious after a few weeks of watching my beloved Keri that I, too, should have her hair.

Let’s just say it is possible that I sought the help of a hair care professional and not say a good girlfriend and perhaps I might have obtained a perm. I know, right? Do I get extra points for the fact that it was a spiral perm, and I didn’t do it in my kitchen like my mom used to when I was twelve? I didn’t think so.

To the shock of everyone no one, I did not resemble Keri Russell at all. Somehow, a perm, even a professional one, does not in fact make a person with naturally straight hair look like someone with naturally curly hair. It’s devastating, especially when you have to live with the results for months. I suppose I could pretend that maybe I am just imagining it to be worse than it was…except, guess what? Pictures don’t lie people.

Hard to imagine, but I am NOT the one on the right.

Eventually, the trauma of the perm left me, and I was returned to my state of straight, limp hair. I have learned to live with it and only have fantasies of waking up with gorgeous, curly locks daily every now and then.

So, when I was asked to review Dove hair conditioner, I channeled my inner “Real Beauty” campaign loving self and said yes! After all, I actually purchase Dove products, so clearly I am meant to be their new spokesperson, right? Or well, you know, someone who simply washes their hair with Dove conditioner…whichever comes first!

Imagine my delight when my bottle of conditioner showed up and I saw that it is the one for curly hair. I mean, sure, the company said that the product received was completely random, but obviously, obviously, this was meant for me. It was a sign from the universe that Dove gets me. They know my secret, inner desire and they want to help me achieve it…and by achieve it, I mean they encourage my fantasies of Felicity hair while showering. I pretty much threw some Goldfish at the kids and rushed upstairs to my wash my hair.

The conditioner smelled great and was totally thick, which is always good because a little goes a long way. It did not leave my hair feeling greasy either, which can happen with a thicker conditioner. I definitely feel like my hair has a little more body and shine since I began using it.

I shared it with Emma, too, since she has really long, thick hair that has a bit of wave to it. Combing out her hair after a shower can be a bit of a chore because even with a healthy dose of conditioner it is often left full of tangles. So far, though, this conditioner is definitely making the post-shower hair care easier.

The best part of the conditioner for me is that we have been using it religiously for two weeks now and still have plenty of it left, because it is so concentrated we are able to conserve it by just using a dollop in each shower.

So, my fandom of Dove products continues. And so does my coveting of Keri Russell’s hair.

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Head To Head: The ’80′s Edition

Let’s have some fun on this Friday, shall we? Summer is winding down, back-to-shopping is beginning to commence, and the luster of the Olympics is starting to wear off (even with my super, amazing, “fancy” big screen).

What better way to kick-off the weekend than a battle between two of the most iconic ’80′s movie heartthrob characters of all time?

Sixteen Candles and The Breakfast Club. Oh John Hughes, we miss you so. No one was able to capture the angst of being a teenager better than you (and Molly Ringwald, of course).

Let’s go head to head on this one, shall we? Jake Ryan vs. John Bender in the battle for your teenage heart. Who shall be crowned the ultimate ’80′s heartthrob of these two choices? This won’t be easy.

Jake Ryan vs. John Bender

First we have Jake Ryan. Oh Jake, you had it all, didn’t you? The perfect hair, the best preppy clothes, the sensitive soul, and of course those eyes, that smile, I am practically swooning while I write this. You didn’t need that Barbie doll girlfriend Caroline when you had Samantha waiting for you, just hoping that you would for once notice her. And notice her you did. When you leaned against your red Porsche waiting outside the wedding, my teenage heart almost burst.

But this is no cakewalk for you Jake. You have a worthy opponent in John Bender.

Bender, I can see you now with your smoldering, half-smile, half-sneer as you pretended to be so above it all. Your slightly dirty, but somehow still perfectly arranged bad boy hair, wearing your combat boots acting as if nothing mattered to you. Except for Claire, of course, because there was no denying the connection when you looked at her. Could a bad boy and a prom queen actually make it work? My teenage heart certainly wanted to think so.

So which one made your high school pulse race? Were you someone who went after the strait-laced, jock type or did you have a bit of an edge and look for the guy who would help you break some rules?

Not to leave out the many few men who read this blog (most of them related to me), what type of guy were you in high school (or which type did you wish to be)? Would we have found you hanging out with the cool crowd or in detention on Saturdays?

Tell me your choice in the comments and if you have a picture of yourself from high school, head on over to my Facebook page and share it. Think of that as your “extra credit” assignment!