Colourpop Haul!!!

So let me start off by saying this: I ordered these on St. Patrick’s day, and the wit has felt like FOREVER. That being said, hubby left for the mailbox and came back with this lovely envelope:




Isn’t it beautiful? In all it’s dirty mailer bag glory! So, if you haven’t already noticed from my makeup looks or my pictures if you follow me on Instagram ( @quirkyworkymama) you’ll notice that I don’t own any matte lipstick. So, I bought some! Along with some other things of course.


The flash on my phone is a little too bright, so  sorry for the quality. I bought two automatic eyeliners in exit and swerve along with their matching cream eyeliner pots. I also bought two matte lipsticks in the color Creeper & Pacific and one of their satin lipsticks in the color Marshmallow.


Colors going from the bottom are Pacific, Marshmallow, and creeper. I am super excited for Marshmallow and Pacific because I’ve never worn a lipstick in those colors and the red is blue based and perfect for my skin tone. The matte lipstick dries smooth but doesn’t look flaky, and the satin lip color ( marshmallow) looked better than I thought it would against my skin.


The eyeliners are amazingly smooth! I bought these so I could pull of a black and white graphic liner look, and I think these will do amazing for that as well as every day cat eyes and water lining.


So, since we were going out anyways, I thought I’d use Creeper and swerve for today’s look to see how the hold up to mom life. I did not do any reapplying throughout the entire day ( I don’t normally, as I usually have my arms full of little people). I applied the lipstick at about 2:30 pm, and immediately after it dried, my toddler put her hand on my mouth in a devious plot to take some of mommy’s makeup. It didn’t budge one bit and I had a huffy toddler after that.


So, I did  put them through the eating and drinking test!  I sipped on a Venti iced Americano and the result was lips just as red as I started with no smudging or feathering. Next, hours later I ate a panda bowl. As you can see in the close up off my lips ( the color is inaccurate because of the flash they were 100% still red) there was a bit of lipstick that traveled to the corners of my mouth, but it was nothing that a few dabs with a napkin didn’t fix.



I of course took a picture after arriving home at 10 pm. still Red, no fading, smudging, and none traveling to my teeth.

Final thought: I adore Colourpop cosmetics. The liner didn’t crease or drift down into the dreaded raccoon eye and the lipstick looked the same when I started my day as when I ended it. 10/10 and a big thumbs up of approval from Quirky Worky Mama!

Have you tried any new cosmetics/ cosmetic companies before? Did you find anything good? and remember you can find me on Facebook ( Karin Hulbert), Twitter, and Instagram ( @quirkyworkymama).

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I’m a Teen Mom (and that’s okay)

It’s always the same, whether it be an interview or meeting someone new. It starts out pleasant, they find out I am mother to two little girls and the response is normally along the lines of ‘oh goodness you have your hands full’. Laughs are exchanged and things seem to be going well. Then the elephant in the room is noticed: I’m only 19. Followed by this realization is the look: That tight lipped smile you give when you’re judging someone. I like to think of it as the deal – breaker look; we can’t be friends because I’m a teen mom.

One of many ads across the country warning teens against the ‘real cost of teen pregnancy’

The shame and stigma Teen parents face is saddening. Even without knowing that person or their personal story, they are considered a statistic, and told how they have ruined their life or that they will never be able to support their child.  People Assume you will never make something of yourself,  and that you won’t take care of your child & party all the time. Suddenly people think they know all about your character, that you have no morals. They think that who you are is what they perceive to be the typical teen mom: which most of the time that ‘typical teen mom’ they speak of are the ones on MTV making terrible decisions on national television that will follow their children through life.


I found out I was pregnant with my first daughter 5 months after my 17th birthday. I was in college majoring in Accounting, working a full time job, and in a fulfilling relationship with my now husband. My story doesn’t involve dropping out of high school (although I did drop out of college when I realized that I didn’t want to pursue a career as an accountant, best decision ever by the way) and spending weekends partying as soon as Sophia was born. My story is about a wife and mother of 2 who happens to be 19. I have a job, work hard, and am currently taking the classes to start a career in pharmacy. Is life easy for me? No of course not, but life isn’t easy, it takes hard work to get ahead in life regardless of what age you decided to have children. Do I regret being a teen mother? No way! I am blessed to have these two beautiful girls, and raising them with my husband is a beautiful learning experience every day. Sophia and Lydia have taught us what it means to be a family and to love someone unconditionally with our whole hearts, these two wonderful little people have strengthened my love in my husband and god.


The day we found out we were going to have a baby


Being a teen mother is no different than being a mother at the ‘ideal age’ (which,  honestly there being an ideal age to bear children is a little bogus if you ask me). Being a mother has nothing to do with age, it’s about loving and caring for your child. It’s about time outs, bubble baths & story time. Being a mother (even a teen mother) is a beautiful blessing and there should be no shame.



Being Mommy

I’m a mom. I have 2 beautiful daughters and I love them to pieces. I talk more about my kids than I do myself. Even with the love that floods my heart for my littles, I have to admit: it’s hard sometimes. My newborn cries, my toddler throws things, and no one ever has matching socks. Being a working mom has even more of it’s own unique hardships: My job is never done. The end of my workday consists of the few hours I get to sleep ( 6 hours total with a feeding halfway through). I also feel guilty: I missed the first steps of my oldest daughter because I was headed downstairs to change out of my work clothes. Tears have fallen over missed moments with my children. I’ll never be a stay at home mom and until both my kids are in school, the time I’m at work are times where my absence at home is noticed. Don’t think I’m trying to scare you away from having kids though, I’m not. Being a mother is the hardest job I’ve ever had; but it’s worth every minute. For every missed moment, there are twice as many Memories made. Every tantrum ends in hugs, and the lack of sleep will forever be worth see them grow into the people they are meant to be. There are many more trials ahead, and I will always be a mother ( hopefully one day I will have the honor of being a grandmother), but I will embrace it. The good, the bad, and the worse (diaper blowouts and sticking our hands in the toilet) and I wouldn’t change it for the world.